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"I can take care of that for you, Lord Blizzard." Lavern told the hybrid. "There is a fully operational healing machine here at the chateau, I can have your Pokemon healed there, though that won't handle more severe injuries but I doubt my lord's Pokemon will sustain anything serious. Also, as I imagine you intend to stay at the chateau for some time, which is fine. My previous master owned her own private room here at the chateau, this building is much bigger than it looks. Would the master care to see it?" She asked Blizzard.

"Of course, Lord Blizzard. Follow me if you please." Lavern said with a bow and then exited the room, expecting Blizzard to follow her.

It wasn't a very long walk, just around the corner and up a flight of stairs. They would soon arrive in front of a door on the second floor. There was a spot on front of the door which looked like something round had hung there for a very long time but was recently removed.

"Here we are, sire." Lavern would then open the door to reveal an extravagantly decorated room. There were silk drapes over the windows, an Ursaring skin rug, Pokemon figurines and statues made from Donphan tusk, and even a massive television hanging on the living room wall which took up most of the wall its self. "This was my previous mistress's living quarters, it is your's to use now sire." She would then enter the room and walk over to a double doored archway and opened the thick wooden doors to reveal the bedroom.

Even the bedroom was amazing. There was a huge king sized bed that sat high up off the ground and was surrounded by silk drapes. The pillows and a comforter were stuffed with Altaria feathers, the bed frame its self seemed to be made from a Chestnaught's shell (hopefully shedded). There was even a neat little Fletchling cookoo clock. "If the sire is ready I can take his Pokemon to get healed now."

"There is a kitchen here as well with plenty of food, sire. That said, you may come down stairs to eat with the rest of the patrons in the dinning hall. A five star meal is prepared every night for the chateau nobles. It should be starting shortly. As for me, I will have your Pokemon healed and bring them back up to your room." With a final bow Lavern left the room to go heal his Pokemon.

"Splendid sire, enjoy yourself." And with that said, Lavern waved to Blizzard happily and went about her task.

As Blizzard roamed the halls he would find himself in one particularly interesting hallway lined with paintings. They were all beautiful, each one painted with extreme care and precision, they just seemed to come to life if you stared at them long enough. The paintings were all depictions of various Pokemon battles that had taken place here in the chateau through out the ages. Blizzard might notice that some of the Pokeballs held by the trainers in the paintings were very old appearing, there was even an old handmade Apricorn Pokeball in one.

With the paintings was a butler, dusting them meticulously, going over them with a white glove to make sure not a single spec of dust was on them. What appeared to be his Pokemon was helping him, a Dedenne. The tiny rodent would scurry up the towering paintings and use its tail to help wipe them off. It didn't seem like the Pokemon's efforts were helping that much but the butler didn't mind.

"You must be the hybrid young master Comebuy has told us about." The butler called out to Blizzard, without so much as looking away from the painting he was tending to. "The young master said there was a half-breed roaming the halls, and now I see it wasn't another one of his youthful shenanigans." With that said, the butler stopped dusting and turned to face Blizzard, the Dedenne jumping onto his shoulder and sniffing the air towards the hybrid.

"Monssieur hybrid, did you know that if you lose to many battles here you are reverted back to a previous title? Eventually one is expelled from the chateau, tragic isn't it? Young master Comebuy has ordered his help to...aid you...in showing you the door. Please, monssieur hybrid, this isn't personal." Even with the apology it sounded like by his tone the butler had no problem obeying this order, looks like not all of the help was sensible like Lavern.

It was then that the Dedenne jumped off of his shoulder and landed on the ground, electricity crackling from its cheeks as it prepared for battle. "I may be a butler but I am a Viscount. The young master says that you becoming an Earl must be a fluke. I'm not sure I can dispute such rhetoric. The young master is always right."

"Dedenne, it is time to defend the honor of the chateau and the masters which grace it. Cripple it with Nuzzle." The butler called out. The tiny creature would quickly scurry towards Scizor and lunge at the bug once near. Upon landing on the Steel type's shoulder, Dedenne would begin to rub its cheek up against Scizor's face and unleash the electricity built up in its cheeks. While the attack wasn't powerful it seemed to have a devastating effect on Scizor's nerves.

Despite the paralysis the Scizor's attack was true as it made contact with the tiny electric fairy mouse, sending it tumbling onto the ground, though the mouse quickly got up for more as if the attack didn't do half as much as it should have. "I see the young master was correct, you are nothing more than a mindless brute. I am privileged to be able I spare my masters the burden of evicting you from the premises. Dedenne, Flash." With that command, Dedenne would give Scizor a cute little wave before a bright flash of light came from its cheeks, quickly engulfing the area with its white brilliance.