â€œAre you fucking kidding me?â€ Sammy growled through clenched teeth once he heard that Mt Moon was closed and didnâ€™t even make an effort to hide his frustration. This was just fantastic, he thought to himself, of course the Clefairy would come out and play at the best time. Who cares about them anyway? Clefairy, in Sammyâ€™s eyes, was an ugly PokÃ©mon to begin with and the fact that they shut down the whole cave just so they could play around really irked him. Sammy was the kind of person who just wanted to get things done and out of the way and hated being help up from accomplishing goals. Especially because of some supposedly rare PokÃ©mon not wanting to be disturbed, though he did understand despite being irritated, he just wanted to keep going.<br/><br/>He sighed softly and looked down at Serafine, who, after being well rested, had a calm yet cheerful expression on her face. This surprised him a bit considering Mt Moon was full of Zubats and rock type PokÃ©mon that always made her uncomfortable. She did stay near his feet obediently though not wanting to get in the way so it was easy to miss her discomfort and eagerness to get going. As he watched her, he chuckled softly to himself, thinking of how much he really was rubbing off on her and vice versa in some senses. It was indeed a good feeling knowing he could bond so well with her and in the short time he has known her.<br/><br/>At the mention of pretending to be researchers, an idea hit him then. Sammy himself wondered if he could pretend to be a researcher; after all, his father worked as a researcher/scientist in Sinnoh, perhaps he could say that he was here doing some work for him since he could not be present. Mostly everyone knew Mark Dennis whether they liked him or not, so it was a thought. But then again without any solid proof and the fact he wasnâ€™t even dressed for the part there was no way he could pull it off. Not to mention Serafine was nowhere near as intimidating as that Sneasel of his, nor did she have it in her to be mean in any way. He sighed heavily and ran a hand over his face wondering what the hell he could do. Come hell or high water he was going to get to Cerulean City one way or another. Stubbornness was probably one of his worse family traits, and the main reason he didnâ€™t get along with his father.<br/><br/>â€œThis is ridiculous. So now what? We wait here until they let us through because of some fucking ritual?â€ He spoke more to himself but left the question out there. The way he spoke made him sound like he had no respect for anything in the world, but he was just that irritated as was the rest of the people who wanted to get through. Serafine shied away a bit, not really liking his temperament, but she seemed to understand. She couldnâ€™t really say anything, but she really wanted to get through the cave as well but not because of the hassle of going through and getting it over with. She wanted to see the Clefairy come out and play.<br/><br/>She pictured herself dancing with them until Sammy nudged her and handed her a berry which she refused.<br/><br/>Sammy drank from his water bottle and sighed softly. Between the heat and waiting around he wasnâ€™t sure how long he could stand around. Sure the Center was air conditioned but it was a bit crowded and Serafine was not a huge fan of overly crowded areas; even being out here made her a little edge despite that she was calm which was why he offered her the berry. He was again puzzled when she refused it, proving that she was always full of surprises.