Pakura threw the last envelope to the ones with Phillip's name on it.
"Ok, I sorted them." She told the other Elites, pointing to the five different piles. "Just look for the ones with your name on it."
"Thanks, Pakura. Er…whose is this?" Ash asked, pointing at one of the envelope piles that had actually reached the ceiling.
"Oh, that's mine." Pakura waved dismissively.
"Well, you are the most popular Elite." Jude replied, with a hint of envy in his voice.
"Isn't surprising, is it? After all, she's the Princess. She practically rules PAL." Rosaline said, earning herself a glare from Pakura.
"It's just a nickname." Pakura said darkly.
"Not to the public. They think you are really PAL's Princess." Rosaline chirped. Pakura gave her a look that clearly told her to shut up or she'll really get it.
Ash shrugged, before going to the pile with his name on it, and started looking through his letters. There were a few creepy ones from fangirls proposing marriage, some requesting to take off his hood, and some sincere ones as well. Some also attached pictures of themselves along with the letters. A few made Ash blush, and he hastily closed his eyes and stuffed them back to the envelopes. How could the girls sell their dignity like this! Pikachu and Lucario looked away as well, whistling innocently. Ash gave them a mock glare.
Phillip sighed, and placed his hands on Ash's head, manipulating his brain electrical signals so that it erased the images from his memories. Even when the memories are erased, he still had this nauseous look on his face, though it was mixed with a look of gratitude.
"Happens all the time, Ash." Phillip said, looking at his face. "The way you act, it's as if it's the first time you opened fan mail." Emolga giggled beside him.
"Well…." Ash stuttered. He daren't tell Phillip that back at the Plateau, he made Pakura handle all his mail, while he did his paperwork, so it IS the first time he's opening fan mail. Said person must've known it too, for she shot him a sharp look, before turning back to her pile of fan mail. Ash noticed that her mail included job offers from modelling agencies and various nightclubs as well, which she didn't even look at. Sylveon was helping her straighten out her unwanted mail, while Skitty is playing around with the discarded mail.
"It's the usual stuff." Rosaline sighed. "You thought by now they'd know we don't do dates with fans or strangers." She watched Espeon use Psychic to put the unwanted mail into a neat stack with mild interest.
Ash couldn't help but think that Grimsley, the Unova Elite member, couldn't seem to take his eyes off Rosaline during the tag battle, but Rosaline was too focused on the battle to notice, and made a bet that he'll ask her out by the next day.
"Well." Jude said, carrying the unwanted envelopes in his arms. "Let's throw the unwanted mail into the fireplace."
"Yeah, sure." Ash replied absent-mindedly. They placed the unwanted mail into the fireplace, and Ash nodded to Rosaline.
"You know what to do." He said, as she shot flames from her hands into the fireplace. To make sure the fire doesn't get too big or the smoke doesn't engulf them, Ash placed a psychic barrier in front of the fireplace.
"I lose my appetite looking skimming through all those pictures from fan mail." Jude sighed. "We should've eaten lunch before we did that."
"Not exactly." Phillip remarked dryly. "If we did, what we really think may end up all over the carpet."
"True." Ash said. "Let's just do our own stuff to get our mind off that, and then have lunch."
Pakura nodded. "Yeah, I got lots to do anyway." She then left for the elevator with Sylveon and Skitty.
"I'll just work on my new invention at the rooftop garden. See you." Phillip mumbled, leaving to his room with Emolga.
"I'm going to draw a few pictures, and work on the Legendary Dragon Duo's case while I'm at it." Rosaline left for her room as well, with her Espeon.
Jude mentioned something about running his Connoisseur shop, and took Purrloin with him, which left Ash to decide that he'll have a downstairs Pokémon lunch and training.
He grabbed the Pokémon food and all his Pokéballs, and went down via the elevator with Pikachu and Lucario.
Unbeknownst to him, he was being followed by a Sinnoh Champion, who was patiently waiting downstairs for him ever since he went up the elevator.
'I know you are hiding something, Red.' Cynthia thought. 'And I will find out what it is.'