There was a lot of tension in the air, so intense that anyone could probably cut it with a knife. Several PokÃ©mon around the area had stopped to look to see what was going on. This only encouraged the little Nidoran. Bruce had a smug look on his face, clearly proud of himself for waking the Pikachu, while Daisy was trying to come up with a way to make sure this did not escalate any more.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™re a little runt, thatâ€™s what for!â€ Bruce growled, every bit of his body language saying he was looking to pick a fight, he was standing with his shoulders squared. His teeth were bared and his head was lowered a little. â€œYou think youâ€™re worthy to travel with us?â€ He had to admit she did seem like she had some fight in her, but how much. In the back of his mind he was wondering how far she would go to prove herself. He refused to put up with wimps on this team and if that meant picking a fight every time Danielle brought someone into their little party then so be it. He was willing to defend his trainer, to walk by her side, to make sure that she reached her goal.<br/><br/>â€œOh, come on!â€ Daisy sighed, â€œLetâ€™s all just get some rest?â€<br/><br/>â€œStay out of this!â€<br/><br/>â€œBut we really shouldnâ€™t fight. Canâ€™t we all just get along? There isnâ€™t any need for thisâ€¦â€<br/><br/>Bruce ignored Daisy and continued focusing on the Pikachu. He was not willing to back out of this; he was a stubborn Nidoran and once he made up his mind there was no changing it. â€œSo, what will it be, newcomer? Do you think you have what it takes to be part of this team?â€ The Nidoran smirked. â€œYou had better be quick in your toes!â€ Suddenly, without any warning, he dashed for the Pikachu with quick attack.