"You'd be endorsing both of us to go." Ryan said, suddenly smelling a Raticate, "Mia wouldn't be here if she wasn't being given the chance."<br/><br/>Professor Oak nodded, surprised by Ryan's deductive skills. That was why Mia's Father had personally selected him. He was quick to sniff out the little things. It was quite possible he would make a fine Gym Leader one day. Had some polishing to do on his confidence though before he was ready. He'd keep tabs on him going through the ranks in the Academy.<br/><br/>"Who's paying for us to go?" Ryan demanded calmly, his tone growing darker as suspicion crept in, "Don't tell me Mr. Jennings is paying for it."<br/><br/>"Actually, He is," Professor Oak replied, eyebrows almost literally launching off his face as he gave a look of surprise, "He took time off as a Gym leader and joined the Poké Academy as a teacher. His only stipulation was that you both attend."<br/><br/>Blaze reappeared, glaring coldly at the professor as the flame on his tail burned some dimly. If there was one thing about the Charmander, it was the fact he was stubborn-willed. Ryan was about to recall him when he recognized the way he looked. Blaze had the same look he did when he rescued the Charmander. It was quite unnerving to say the least. It was as if Blaze had picked up part of his personality.<br/><br/>Eve jumped out of Mia's arms and leaned against Blaze, supporting him. She had a look of concern on her face. It was clear she thought of the Charmander as family. Part of her knew she'd always stand by the fire pokémon no matter what. A hum of worry emanated out of her as she looked at Ryan with worry.