((Set in Hoenn bc it's my favourite region :3))

Viktor had spent years planning, studying, training for this very moment. The moment when he'd officially be Hoenn's next pokemon professor.

It was a big thing. The university programm had already been gruelling. The competition had been even worse. Only one person was selected every year. And then, well, it wasn't an easy job. But he had prevailed, and now here he was. At the head of his own lab. And with three pokemons in front of him that seemed to not care one bit about his amazing promotion.

The Mudkip had somehow found someone's coffee cup and was trying to stick his tongue in it to lick at the sweet sugar left at the bottom. The Torchic was eyeing some very important documents as if it was about to set them on fire. And the Treecko... Was lying in a patch of sunlight. Moisturized, unperturbed, in its lane. Viktor wished he could be like that green lizard.

Once a year, a number of kids started their Pokemon journey, and three pokémons were gifted to three kids. He had done the same, years ago, with his little Aron. Not so little anymore, really. His beloved first partner, now a massive Aggron, was curled up near the air conditioning to try and cool off its metal plating. The Pokemon seemed to fancy itself as tired as Viktor was.

The door opened, pulling him out of his thoughts as the Torchic made a beeline for the exit just to be caught in familiar hands. His gaze travelled up, to be met with your face, staring at him with a confused smile. A vague memory of a conversation he had had this morning came up, something about you being in town for a while. Viktor had never been happier to see you.

"{{user}}--" He plucked the little orange ball of fury out of your hands, placing it back on the desk with a stern frown, "--you have no idea how happy I am to see you. What are you doing in these parts? And more importantly, do you have time to help me?"