This is a crazy idea I had some days ago. I don't know if it's good or even decent, but I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Before anyone asks, I don't own Pokémon or anything Nintendo related. Other franchises, characters or media cited in this story also don't belong to me. I only own this weird story.

Bad Lessons With Your Boy, Guzma!

How to Become a Villain: Introduction

That new life was trash. It was and no one could deny it, but what other choice he had?

Once the proud leader of Team Skull and feared across Alola… Well, not exactly feared, but nonetheless… Guzma now was nothing but a regular trainer. Even his awesome battle theme was replaced by the regular Pokémon trainer theme!

Months before, during his 'golden' days, he would stay in his personal room in Po Town, bossing his grunts and yelling a lot. Now, he was sitting on the couch of his parents' house, looking blankly at the screen of the turned off television, grumbling and sulking in boredom.

Mind you, Po Town wasn't exactly the best place in the world. It was very far from it: the constant rain meant everything would be soaking wet all the time, his grunts never stopped blabbing or making theirs poses and moves (which he never complained about, but always found ridiculous), the whole mansion was a mess and he had to endure his underlings' stupidities twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

But, like the old saying always warned us, we only value what we have when we lose it, and Guzma was feeling it on the skin. He missed it all. The rain, his grunts, the graffiti on the walls… Even that old man Nanu, who never did much, but was always somewhere around the town.

That all was in the past, though. He had already disbanded Team Skull and his grunts were scattered all around Alola, starting new lives and leaving everything behind. His 'golden' days were gone and would never return.

All thanks to a stupid smiley brat.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Someone knocked the door. Guzma ignored the sound and remained in place; he wasn't in the mood to see anyone, so he pretended to be asleep and let someone else answer the door for him.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Whoever it was began knocking faster and stronger. His mother was busy making dinner and his father was distracted reading a newspaper, so the door was left unanswered.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The person's insistence paid off; Guzma's father finally noticed the knocks and left his newspaper to answer the door. He wondered who it could be, since they weren't expecting visits. Guzma remained in place, eyes closed, thoughts far away. He heard his father turning the doorknob and saying:

"Yes? How can I help you?"

Nothing special, but what he heard after that was quite unexpected.

"EXCUSE ME, SIR! IS GUZMA HOME?! I HAVE TO SPEAK WITH HIM!"

Guzma's eyes shot open.

"That voice… Is it…?"

He turned his face around and confirmed his suspicions. At the door was no one less than the smiley brat that destroyed his life: Sun, the first champion of Alola and the one responsible for the fall of both Team Skull and Aether Foundation.

"Brat?!" Guzma asked making a face.

"GUZMA!" Sun yelled back, before turning to Guzma's father "May I enter?"

"Sure." The man allowed. Sun bowed to him and marched straight to the former Team Skull leader, stopping a few centimeters away from him. Guzma didn't take the effort to stand up and just glared annoyed at Sun.

"What do you want?" He scowled.

"Guzma! I need your help!" Sun declared.

"My help?" Guzma sneered "Why would I help you? Besides, what the 'great champion of Alola' would want with a loser like me?"

"First: I saved you from Ultra Space, which is reason enough to help me." Sun pointed out.

"Great thing…" He dismissed.

"Oh, yeah… And you would be much better with the Nihilegos and Super Ultra Mega Jellyfish MILF… I mean, Lusamine…" Sun quickly corrected himself "Second: what I'm about to ask you is something NO ONE ELSE can do for me!"

Guzma rolled his eyes.

"And what would it be?"

Sun then proceeded to explain his situation.

"Since I defeated you and Lusamine, everyone in this region expects me to save the day EVERYDAY!" The boy complained "This morning, I was going to train in the Battle Tree, but Professor Kukui made me control an infestation of Vikavolts in Akala Island that took forever. Yesterday, I planned to get some malasadas with Hau, but Hapu and Olivia made me train ALL the Totem Pokémon. Before that, I had to spend the whole day cleaning the Pokémon League. Before that, I had to help Mallow protect a berries farm from Murkrows. Before that, I had to throw all the Pyukumukus of Alola back in the sea. ALL THE PYUKUMUKUS OF ALOLA! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY BEACHES DO WE HAVE HERE?!"

Sun grabbed his hair and pulled it.

"IT'S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR SIX CONSECUTIVE MONTHS! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

"Why don't you simply refuse to help?" Guzma asked nonchalant.

"I tried! I swear I tried!" Sun cried "But I don't have the heart to deny help to other people! That's exactly what I need you to help me!"

Sun took on a serious face.

"I can't do it, because I'm a hero! I don't want to be a smiley hero anymore! The only way to do it is by becoming the opposite of a hero, which is a TOP TIER VILLAIN!" He then pointed to Guzma "And there's no one better to teach me the ways of villainess than you! Our boy, Guzma! The best and evilest guy of this region! I need your teachings to achieve my new goal!"

Guzma raised an eyebrow.

"So, what do you say?" Sun asked, eyes filled with hope.

…

"No." Guzma simply answered.

"PLEASE, GUZMA! YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE!" Sun kneeled and begged.

"If I'm your only hope, then ya better give up, brat." He looked away "Why don't you ask Gladion or Plumeria? They'll be more willing to do it. Even the president would."

Sun shook his head negatively.

"I thought about that possibility, but it would be useless. Gladion was never a villain to begin with, he only worked for Team Skull to keep an eye on Aether Foundation. Plumeria completely abandoned any villainess she had and became a totally different person. Still badass, but not bad anymore and…" Sun rubbed his head sheepishly "I can't ask Lusamine. Not only because her health won't allow it, but doing it would be suicide."

With that last statement Guzma was forced to agree.

"See? My last hope!" Sun looked at Guzma with desperate eyes "PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!'

"No."

Unsatisfied, Sun got up, glared at Guzma and pointed a finger at him.

"Well, you leave me no other choice." Sun announced serious "I'll have to use my Z-Move on you!"

"Your what?" Asked the white-haired man, giving the boy a weird look.

Sun surrounded itself with its Z-Power!

Sun unleashes its full-force Z-Move!

CHARMING CHAMPION PLEA!

Sun stared deeply in Guzma's eyes, clapped his hands together and yelled:

"COME OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"

…

It's not very effective…

Full of the brat's nonsense, Guzma grabbed Sun by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the door.

"Forget it. I'm not teaching you any bullshit and end of story." He pushed Sun out the house "Now, scram!"

"Wait! Wait!" Sun quickly took some money from his pocket and offered to Guzma "And for some PokéDollars?"

Guzma looked at the money and smiled. That was a whole different story. The temptation was so big he couldn't resist and took the money from Sun… Then slammed the door on his face.

"Guzma!" His mother scolded.

"What?" He pocketed the money and turned around to face his mother "He offered me the money. He never said…"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Huh?"

Guzma turned around again and opened the door.

Sun used Baby-Doll Eyes!

It's not very effective…

The door was slammed. He only sighed, annoyed at how insistent that boy was.

"Like I was saying…" Guzma resumed "He offered me the money. He never said I had to…"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"What the…?!"

Guzma opened the door again.

Sun used Tearful Look!

It's not very effective…

And once more, the door was slammed.

"Like I said… He only…"

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"The hell with…!"

Now Guzma was very angry. Sun apparently didn't know when to give up and was testing his patience.

"Listen here, brat!" Guzma opened the door again "If you don't leave now, you'll…"

Sun used Sweet Kiss!

It's super effective!

Guzma used Megapunch!

It's super effective!

Sun fainted!

Guzma gained 75876 Experience Points!

Guzma's parents didn't see what happened, so they became very intrigued when their son slammed the door while desperately rubbing his left cheek.

"What happened?" His mother asked.

"I'M NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS!" Guzma rudely answered.

The next day…

"Guzma! Wake up! It's already eight in the morning!" Guzma's father yelled. The former Team Skull boss grumbled, putting a pillow over his head. He wanted to stay in bed, but his parents would come to annoy him again sooner or later, so he decided to get up.

Sleepy, tired and in a bad mood, he left the comfy and warm bed stomping his feet and went to meet his parents at the table, who were waiting for him to have breakfast.

Guzma didn't like to spend the night in his parents' house, but his mother's complaints about he never staying enough made him reconsider. Besides, considering how stubborn Sun was, there were many chances he would run into the brat again despite the punch he gave him, and that was an annoyance Guzma wanted to avoid at all costs.

Having breakfast with his parents, though, was also an annoyance he wanted to avoid, but at least was way more bearable, especially because they didn't try to talk with him if he showed not to be interested, which was much different from the constant pleas and nonsense he had to endure before.

After a quick and silent breakfast, Guzma cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand and got up.

"I'm leaving." He simply announced, heading to the door.

"Already? Why don't you stay more?" His mother asked a bit disappointed.

"Tsk! I have a life of my own. And it's not like I won't come back. Just don't expect it'll be soon." Guzma sneered grabbing the doorknob and turning it.

He opened the door ready to leave, but an unexpected smile in the other side scared the hell out of him.

"AAAH! BRAT! WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!" Guzma yelled angry at Sun, trying to recover from the startle.

"What do you mean with 'still here'? I haven't spent the whole night in front of your house!" Sun answered like Guzma had just made the stupidest question in the world "I went back home and returned a few minutes ago."

"AND WHY DID YOU RETURN?!" Guzma shot back.

"I thought you could have changed your mind during the night." Sun gave him an innocent smile.

If heated glares could set things on fire, Sun would have to change his name to Magmar.

"Well, if you thought that, I only have ONE thing to tell you: YOU THOUGHT WRONG!" Guzma yelled at Sun's face, grabbing his arm and pushing him to the side.

"Oof!" Sun fell sitting on the floor.

"Guzma!" His mother scolded, but said man just ignored and left.

"Tsk! Some people don't know when to give up." He grumbled to no one in specific, leaving the boy behind and heading to Hau'oli City.

Sun got up, adjusted his clothes, cleaned the dust from his butt and looked at the leaving man with a serious face.

"Well, you're right with one thing." Sun declared, his voice full of determination "I don't know when to give up. If I did, I wouldn't have become champion."

In Hau'oli City's marina…

"What do you mean there are no boats for Ula'ula island?" Guzma asked irritated to the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, sir, but the last boat for Ula'ula island left at seven in the morning. The next one will only come at three in the afternoon." The girl said.

"Three in the afternoon?! What are you?! Slowpokes?! No surprise this region lives of stupid old traditions! You're too slow to make anything go ahead!" Guzma complained loudly, making some people nearby glare at him.

"I'm sorry, sir. There's nothing I can do."

"Especially after how you treated me, jerk…" The receptionist grumbled in her mind, turning her gaze back at the papers she was organizing before.

Irritated, Guzma turned around and sighed. He had to wait hours for a stupid boat just to go to that dammed island. Was seeing Plumeria again worth that?

"Ooh… Poor, small, defenseless Guzma… I'm so sorry for you…" Someone mocked from his right, prompting him to turn his head angry. To his unpleasant surprise, it was Sun.

"It's really a shame you can't go to Ula'ula island now. If there was someone who could help you…" Sun pretended to have an idea "Oh! I know! Maybe I can help you somehow."

Guzma laughed.

"You? What can you do for me?"

"Watch." Sun said confidently, turning around "Excuse me, miss." He called for the receptionist.

"Yes? How can I help…"

When she noticed who it was, her jaw dropped and she let the papers she was holding fall on the table.

"Champion Sun?! It's an honor to have you here!" She said enthusiastically "How may I be of your assistance?"

"Do you have any boats for Ula'ula island?" Sun asked with a gentle smile.

"Of course! We have one ready to go!"

Now it was Guzma's turn to be jaw dropped.

"What?! You said all boats were gone and the next one would come only at three in the afternoon!" He accused indignant.

"And they are." The receptionist shot back indifferent "The boat I'm talking about is a special cruiser reserved only for the most important people of Alola, like Professor Kukui, the Kahunas, Professor Burnet and, of course…" She looked at Sun with radiant eyes "Our very first Champion!"

Sun leaned his back against the reception table and gave Guzma a mocking smile. The white-haired man was at a total loss of words, constantly changing his gaze from the receptionist and the brat.

"Want to know something? I'm allowed to take anyone I want in the boat with me. Isn't it neat?" He laughed lowly "As you can see, I have ways to help you and I would gladly do it, IF you help me in exchange." Sun leaned closer to Guzma "I think you know what I want…"

"And I think you know I'M NOT GOING TO DO IT!" Guzma yelled irritated, but his scowl suddenly turned into an evil smile as an idea came to him "I have a better deal… You take me with you in that stupid boat and MAYBE I won't break your face."

Hearing that made Sun laugh loudly. That wasn't the reaction Guzma expected, which made him annoyed and a bit confused.

"Guzma, Guzma, Guzma… Oh, Guzma… You know very well that WON'T work on me." Sun shook his head "If it did, don't you think I would have already left after the punch you gave me yesterday?"

Guzma hated to admit, but the little smartass was right; if threats worked, he wouldn't be pestering him anymore.

"So… What do you say? Do we have a deal?" Sun extended his hand to the former Team Skull boss, who refused with a slap.

"Go plant Bellsprouts!" Guzma growled "I prefer to wait for the next boat than making a deal with you!"

Without saying anything else, he left the building stomping his feet all the way. Sun accompanied him with the eyes, a small, mischievous smile in his face. That wasn't the end; if Guzma wanted war, then war he would have.

"Uh… Excuse me, Mr. Sun…" The receptionist called shyly.

"Huh? Yes?" Sun turned around and asked, wondering what she wanted.

"I don't want to be inconvenient and I'll understand if you don't agree, but…" She took a poster of Sun wearing only trunks posing in a beach out of a shelf in the table "Could you please sign my poster?!" She blushed hard and offered him a pen.

The boy felt a drop of cold sweat running down the back of his head.

"When did I agree to make that poster?"

Inside the Malasada Shop…

If Guzma wasn't in a bad mood before, now he was seriously pissed off.

"Dammed stupid brat!" He cursed in his thoughts and munched the malasada he bought "Why can't he just leave me alone?! I wouldn't agree to do such a stupid thing for him neither if my life depended on it!"

By the way he was eating his malasada, one could think he loved it. That couldn't be farther from the truth.

He hated it. The flavor, the smell, the texture… He hated it all. Why was he eating one then? Because if he concentrated in all the things he hated so much about it, maybe he could keep his mind away from the brat. Surprisingly, it was working wonders and he eventually calmed down.

After devouring half of the malasada on instinct, Guzma had to reduce his rhythm as the taste began to make him feel nauseated. With his mouth full, he took a deep breath and rested his head on his right hand. Despite the horrible taste on his tongue, he was feeling much better. It was silent, at a relatively decent temperature and the brat was gone. It was so relaxing even the malasada was tasting better.

Or at least it was relaxing until he felt a weird presence behind him, which made Guzma turn around and spit everything in his mouth.

"Yuck…" Sun complained lowly, taking a few bits of malasada from his hair "I know I'm not exactly a Milotic, but I'm not THAT ugly as well…"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Guzma yelled angrily.

"What do you think?" Sun asked irritated, putting both hands on his hips.

"For the last time: I'm totally not doing it!"

"And if you don't do it, I'll keep following you." Sun smiled widely and inched closer to Guzma "What are you going to do about this?"

"THIS!" Guzma splatted the malasada on Sun's face with so much force the boy fell backwards on the floor while the white-haired man got up and left the shop.

In front of Ilima's house…

He had to be fast; the more time he took to flee, the bigger the chances of Sun recovering and reaching him.

Unconsciously, Guzma had a bit of admiration for Sun's persistence, as it felt like the persistence he had when he was younger and tried to become a trial captain. Of course, things didn't go like he wanted and now it also gave him bad memories of his childhood, which was a reason to get away from the brat as fast as possible.

Besides, he was stupidly annoying.

"Oh! Look who's here!"

Guzma was so distracted with his own thoughts he didn't notice Ilima was right in front of him. The boy got closer and declared with a charming smile:

"You're exactly who I was looking for!"

Guzma glared at him.

"Tsk! And for what?!"

Ilima seemed a bit confused for a moment, but as he understood what happened, he giggled and said:

"I'm sorry, Guzma. I should have been more specific about who I was talking about."

"Eh?"

That's when he felt the same weird presence behind him, turned around and was startled again.

"GAH! STOP DOING THAT!"

"Doing what?" Sun asked confused.

"APPEARING FROM NOWHERE WITH THAT CREEPY SMILE OF YOURS!" Guzma yelled stepping back.

"I can stop appearing from nowhere with this creepy smile of mine, IIIIIF…" The boy smiled mischievously.

"GO FISH MAREANIES!"

With that last statement, Guzma turned around and left, passing by Ilima's side as far as possible.

"Humph…" Sun glared annoyed at the leaving man "To your information, I already have a Toxapex. Five, to be more specific."

"What exactly were you two talking about?" Asked the confused trial captain.

"Long story, Ilima… Loooooong story… I'll tell you later." Sun simply dismissed.

In route 2…

"Golisopod, use First Impression!" Guzma ordered his Pokémon, who obeyed and hit a tree with his claws, splitting it in two.

Training Pokémon is the equivalent to therapy for trainers; it helped them get better at battling, created bonds between people and their Pokémon, granted experience points and, above everything else, reduced stress. The simple feeling of destroying something made Guzma feel much better, especially because he hadn't battled in a long time and his last match ended in a sour defeat.

Although no one could blame him, since his last match was in the Battle Tree and the Battle Tree is a bit ridiculous…

With the corner of his eye, Guzma noticed a big boulder and smiled at the simple thought of seeing it being reduced to dust.

"Golisopod!" He called for his Pokémon and pointed at the boulder "Use Liquidation!"

Golisopod charged his claws covering them with water and ran at the boulder, hitting it with full strength and pulverizing it… Revealing a smiling brat who was conveniently behind it.

"GAH!" Guzma jumped "YOU AGAIN?!"

Even Golisopod jumped back startled at the kid's sudden appearance.

"HOW DO YOU ALWAYS COME IN SCENE WITHOUT ANYONE NOTICING?!" Guzma yelled in a mix of confusion and anger.

"Secrets of a protagonist. I can't tell much more than that." Sun answered teasingly, then turned to Golisopod and greeted him "Hello, Golisopod. How are you?"

Although still a bit confused, the Pokémon greeted the boy back waving his hand.

"Don't greet him!" Guzma scolded.

"Ah… I see you have improved your battle skills, man!" Sun declared, looking impressed at the split tree and what was left of the boulder "You know what? It's been a long time since I had a good battle! Why don't we have a match to see what we can do?" He took a pokéball from his bag and threw it, calling his Araquanid out.

"Come on! I can show you some moves and you can show me some dirty tricks!" Sun invited "Sucker Punch! Foul Play! Pursuit!" He said enthusiastically, which confused Araquanid a bit since he didn't know any of these moves.

Guzma's reaction to his enthusiasm was to call Golisopod back, turn around and walk away.

"Hey! You can't run away from a trainer battle!" Sun complained.

"I'm not running away, I'm WALKING!" Guzma shot back without looking behind.

"Doesn't matter! Come back here!" Sun ordered.

Since they weren't going to battle anymore, Araquanid let himself to take a quick nap while no one was paying attention.

In the Pokémon Center…

"A Tapu Kokoa, without cream and don't shake it!" Guzma ordered the attendant.

"Hum… Good taste." The man complimented taking a cup and filling it with the drink "And for your friend?"

"Huh?"

In that moment, Guzma had the same nagging and familiar feeling of a weird presence behind him. He knew exactly what, or better saying, who it was without even needing to look behind.

"Another Tapu Kokoa. A very hot one." Guzma ordered.

The attendant filled another cup and handed him. After taking the cup, he turned around and saw exactly what he was expecting.

"Did you get that for me?" Sun asked with a smile "Thank you!"

The boy extended his hand to get the cup, but before he could grab it, Guzma put it above his head and turned it upside down.

Guzma used Scald!

Sun was burned!

"AH! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!" Sun screamed desperately and ran out of the Pokémon Center. Everyone looked shocked at the leaving boy running like there was no tomorrow to some place unknown.

Everyone except Guzma, who just smiled satisfied and finished his drink calmly.

In route 1…

Now that the brat was gone, Guzma felt much better. There was no way he would dare to come back to pester him again after what happened at the Pokémon Center.

"Heh… I taught him a good lesson." The former Team Skull boss praised himself "If he has two neurons in that hard head of his, he'll leave me alone."

Just as he finished his sentence, Guzma heard a weird sound coming from his right. For a moment, he thought the stubborn brat had returned and turned his head angrily and ready to beat the hell out of him, but saw nothing, which confused him a bit. Despite not seeing anything, he kept hearing the sound, but couldn't guess from where it was coming.

After a few more seconds of search, he looked down and saw a shiny Grubbin at his feet, looking at him and making the weird noise. Guzma smiled at the sight of that little rare thingy.

Noticing the man's gaze on him, the Grubbin turned around and fled to the tall grass.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Where do you think you're going?"

The white-haired man went after the shiny Pokémon, entering in the tall grass and following the sounds it was making. The small Grubbin continued moving farther and farther, trying to get where it should.

"Where'd that little thingy go?" Guzma scratched his head; somehow the little critter got away from his sight and he had no idea where it headed for.

Or at least he had no idea until the weird keen sound echoed from somewhere to his left, calling his attention and prompting him to go after it. Guzma pushed some tall grass to the side, expecting to see the little Grubbin he was looking for…

Only to find Sun holding said Pokémon on his lap.

All the man's enthusiasm disappeared. Without saying a single thing, he turned around and left.

"Hey! I'll let you pet him!" Sun said in the hope of making Guzma return.

At the beach in Hau'oli City…

That day was trash. It was and no one could deny it. Since the very beginning of that day, Guzma didn't have a single break of that brat's stubbornness. No matter how much he refused, how much he hurt him or how much he turned around and left the boy speaking alone, he would always, ALWAYS return.

What did he do to deserve that? Of course, there was the time when he commanded Team Skull and caused all sort of problems to the poor people of Alola, but not even all that hell raising deserved such a horrible punishment.

With this thought still in his mind, Guzma sat on the soft, white sand of the beach and stared at the sea. It was a beautiful scene; the blue ocean, the clouds dancing in the sky, the waves coming and going… That was one of the many things in Alola that never changed, but one of the few he never complained for not changing at all.

Only one thing in that beach was beautiful enough to rival such a marvelous scene:

That perfect brunette Female Swimmer sunbathing a few meters away from him.

Guzma got up, adjusted his clothes, cleaned the sand from his pants and walked confidently towards the woman, mentally training what he would say.

"Hello, there." He greeted the woman, who turned her face to him.

"Yes? How may I help you?" She greeted back, taking a good look at the man and trying to suppress a smile. He was very handsome.

"I noticed you were alone here." Guzma smiled teasingly "I'm also a bit lonely now. Would you mind if I stay here for a while?"

"Really?" She giggled "Because you seem to be in good company."

"Huh?"

In that moment, he had the same feeling that chased him the whole day. Guzma turned around EXTREMELY ANGRY, knowing exactly what waited for him. This time, though, Sun wasn't smiling like he usually did, but had an awkward expression on his face.

"Huh…" He began nervously after noticing the Female Swimmer "I was going to ask you something, but I just noticed you're a bit busy, so I'll leave you with your own business and come back in ten or fifteen minutes."

Sun turned around and was about to leave when a pair of strong hands grabbed his shirt and carried him towards the blue ocean. Noticing what was going to happen, the boy panicked and began to move desperately, trying to escape at all costs.

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" Sun begged "At least let me take off my shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirt!"

Sun used Dive!

As the boy disappeared in the water, Guzma felt an enormous satisfaction. He even wondered why he didn't think about doing that before.

"You monster!" The woman's sudden accusation made him turn around confused.

"Huh?" Guzma asked.

"How could you do such a horrible thing to a poor, innocent boy?!" She glared at him "I thought you were a nice guy, but looks like I was wrong!"

Guzma tried to reason with her, but before he had any chance to spell a single letter a hand slapped his right cheek with an abnormal amount of strength (or at least not the strength people expect a Female Swimmer to have), leaving a big red mark on his face.

"Never speak with me again!" The woman shot at him, turning around and leaving.

"Hey! Come on! At least let me explain!" Guzma tried calling her back, but she was clearly ignoring him "That brat isn't innocent! He's been pestering me the whole day without a break!"

"If I gained a coin every time someone said that about me, I would be the richest person in the world."

Hearing his voice again made Guzma's blood boil. The man turned around and glared furiously at the now soaked and covered in Pyukumukus boy. Sun had his arms crossed and a blank expression, his eyes focused at the man showing nothing but a little hint of annoyance.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Guzma accused, putting a finger on the boy's chest.

"My fault?" Sun retorted pushing the man's finger away "I was going to leave you alone, but you had to throw me in the sea. If there's someone to blame for what happened, that person is you and YOU ALONE."

"Go away! I already said I'm not going to help you!" Guzma declared irritated.

"And I already said I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL I GET WHAT I WANT!" That was the first time Guzma ever saw Sun angry.

"Why can't you simply give up?!" The man complained.

"Because I'm very persistent."

"You aren't persistent! You're just a freaking stalker!" The former Team Skull boss yelled.

"And this freaking stalker won't stop stalking you until he gets what he wants." Sun simply declared.

The situation was becoming extremely intense; the glares Sun and Guzma were giving each other were so heated the Pyukumukus cogitated jumping from the boy and going back straight to the ocean before something bad happened, but Sun's skin was so smooth and silky the temptation to stay there a bit longer defeated the fear.

Fortunately for them, nothing happened. Instead of starting another argument, the man shook his head and covered his face with one hand.

"Will you leave me alone? And get me a ride in that boat?" Guzma asked, which made Sun's face relax.

"Do we have a deal?" The boy asked back.

"First, answer my question." The man demanded.

"Yes, I will." Sun extended his hand "Do we have a deal?"

…

"Fine! We have a deal!" Guzma declared in defeat, turning his head away "But don't expect me to shake your hand!"

"YES!" Sun celebrated punching a fist in the air.

"I must have lost my mind…" Guzma sighed "This better not end up being a big waste of my time, brat!" He threatened.

"Don't worry, man. It may take some time, but I can learn anything." Coming from the boy who recently moved to the region and suddenly became its champion, that statement alone would be enough to make nearly everyone in Alola confident enough. Unfortunately, Guzma wasn't one of these people.

"So, what do we do now?" Sun asked.

"First, get rid of them." Guzma ordered.

"Of who? The Pyukumukus?" Sun pointed to the five Pokémon glued to him "Nah… I think I'll keep them."

"What? Why would you want these useless Pokémon?" Guzma asked nonchalant, which made the five Pyukumukus put their organs out like they were sticking their tongues at him.

"There are no useless Pokémon, only useless trainers." Sun declared with a confident smile.

"And why five of them?"

"Well…" The boy scratched his head "Let's say my boxes are like a mother's heart: there's always room for more. Right, little ones?" He asked the small creatures, who cried back in happiness.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Guzma facepalmed, still unable to believe what he had done.

That was going to be a very long day for him…

To be continued in the next class…

Author note: Please, don't ask me where did I get the idea for this story, because I don't know XD

By the way, although this isn't relevant for the story there's something I wanted to ask: does anyone know if Lusamine went with Lillie to Kanto? I don't recall anyone mentioning that in the game, but I also can't find her anywhere.

I'm asking this because I nearly mentioned it in the story, but wasn't sure if it was right or not and ended cutting it from the final version. The question has been bugging me since then, though, and Professor Google isn't helping much.

In any case, thanks for reading and sorry if this story was too uncanny or if the characters were too out of… Well, character, but I simply couldn't resist the urge of writing this. Don't forget to bring your How to Become a Villain: Volume 1 for the next class!

Class dismissed!