Believe it or not, this ends the part 2....now i have to start writing the part 3 :D ..........aka the last part before the tournament finally starts \^^/

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Lazare : Oh by the way Marilou, i've got something to tell you.

Marilou turns :
Marilou : Sure Lazare, what's wron---

Lazare slaps brutally his tail against Marilou's face. Immediately she raises her hand to cover her painful cheek :
Marilou : Ow!Why did you do that, are you mad ?

Lazare : Don't you dare to do that again.

Marilou : What ? What are ya talking about ?

Lazare approaches her, his face distorted with anger.
Lazare : I won't tolerate someone to make me look like a fool in front of everyone ! I'm your leader, don't you forget that !

Marilou : Wha… you're…

Lazare : Don't you say something you would regret. I hope you will catch up during the tournament or else…i won't cry for you if you die !

Marilou : Whatever you say…She doesn't want to argue and leaves, strongly thinking the Pokemon team don't deserve to win with a cunt like him as a leader.