St. Cresselia High School Elections

	The flowers are in bloom at the moment. The sound of students out in the halls meets the ears of all the faculty and staff that grace the interior of those linoleum-lined hallways. With how often students go through those hallways, it's surprising to see all of them so alive, especially this soon after the Spring Thaw... Thankfully, everyone heard rumors of what was to happen later this year.

	The principle of St. Cresselia High School turns towards her door, the knock from the outside of it letting her know that her secretary brought what she requested.
	"Ah, right on time. Thank you, Etna." The Pheromosa takes the small stack of papers from her secretary before taking a seat in her large swivel chair. Once her tush was planted in that padded chair, she snaps the papers upright to see what was being talked about so heavily. After a once over of those leaflets of information, she sets them down on her desk, leans forward, and rubs the base of her antennae at what she saw. On those pieces of paper, three words and a date: "Student Council Elections, 5/12". With a sigh, she flumps back into her chair, and rubs her face.
	"It's always hectic this time of year, isn't it...?" And like that, she takes a small swig of her lukewarm coffee, stands up, and heads out of her office.

	Whilst this was happening, three teachers were trying to calm their students down enough to where they could get a word or seven in edge-wise. One of them, a Goodra wearing an artist's smock and his feelers tied back looks to his class.
	"Alright, alright, class, keep your chi in line with what I have to say, now! As you all know, Student Council elections are coming up, and the Committee wanted me to explain things to you!"
	The students, while looking slightly distracted by their phones and whatever else they have at their tables seem to perk up at the sound of the word "elections".
	"Oh, oh, Mister Jezura, does this mean that everyone's going to be voting for who they want to be President?" A Klefki girl raises one of her hands after speaking her peace. The Goodra points to the Klefki girl, and snaps.
	"Spot on, Miss Nazarai! Yes, Student Council Elections are on the way, so be sure to vote for who you want to lead such a heckin' honorable position, yeah? Awright, now, back to business! We were talking about Leonardo von Smeargle the Fourth..."

	Elsewhere, in another classroom, the teacher smacks her meter stick against the top of her desk, causing all of her students to jump to attention. After making sure that everyone was awake, the Snivy pushes her glasses to her face a bit more.
	"Alright, class, listen up. Student Council Elections are coming up soon. Per the words of the Committee, you are 'free to try out if you'd like'. However, with how everyone's grades are in the toilet, I think that you should all focus on studying over the Litwick effect instead of something so drab." With that, her class lets out a groan. They were having so much trouble with this concept already! After that takes place, one of her students raises a hand. "Mister Helphen? What is the matter?" Her student, a slightly off-color Munchlax, points towards the door in an obvious "I need to go. Can I?" sort of gesture. The Snivy simply rolls her eyes, and nods her head in the direction of the door.

	Elsewhere still, in another classroom, the students all cover their ears at the sound of the teacher's snoring. Given the fact that the teacher's a Snorlax, this seemed to be the par for most of the class.
	"SNNNNNNNKT... Phew... SNNNNNNNKT... Phew..."
	Just then, one of the students crumples up a piece of paper, and tosses it towards the Snorlax's head, prompting him to open one eye. "Huh? What...? Oh, right, uh... Student Council Elections are soon, so make sure you cast your... ballots, or... whatever." And like that, he yawns and plops his head onto his desk once more, snoring his day away... The students give a chuckle or two at the teacher's antics before getting back to whatever they were working on. "SNNNNNNNNNKT... Phew... SNNNNKT... Phew..."

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	"Oop, there's the bell, dudes and dudettes! Class dismissed! See you peeps tomorrow!" The Goodra waves to his students as they head towards the door of that classroom. "Ah, Miss Aurora, would you mind staying behind for a moment or seven?" A Lopunny with shoulder length hair and wearing her ears back with a red scrunchie looks behind her to her teacher, tilts her head, and heads back towards the desks.
	"M-Mister Jezura...? Something the matter? I'm not in trouble, am I?" The girl speaks in a sort of soft timbre, like one would hear from someone in the Library.
	"Oh, naw, naw, hun, sit a spell. I've got something to ask ya'." The goodra closes one of his planners at that, walks around his desk, and plops his rump right on top of it. The Lopunny takes a seat in one of the nearby chairs, waiting for the Goodra's words. "I thought I heard you sayin' you wanted to enter the Elections a few days ago. How come I didn't see you put your name in the ballot box?" The Goodra tilts his head a bit, making his position look akin to that statue known as "The Thinker".
	"O-Oh, well, I just sort of figured that I'd be rather busy and all and, well, um... Besides there's s-sure to be tons of other qualified students here, right? I mean... T-There's Tosin, the Lucario kid? H-He's got this air about him that could be more "leader-like" than I think I could be. M-Maybe Rika? Oh, uh... I forget if she's running or not." The Goodra furrows his brows for a moment, but lets out a sigh.
	"I mean... it's up to you to say that you want to, little dudette. Hey, lemme know if you're still interested about it, yeah? I gotta turn these in before lunch, so meet me before then if you wanna change your mind." The Lopunny girl takes the tip of one of her ears, and rubs it in a sort of worry stone fashion before giving a nod and heading out of that classroom. She lets out a small sigh after walking her way to her locker. After fiddling with her lock, she opens the metal door, switches out her books, and closes up before heading to her next class.
	'I mean... why would someone like me want to lead a bunch of people like this? Ugh, there's got to be someone better than me of all people that could be Student Council President... Rika, Tosin, heck, even that creepy Gengar kid, Garren... Oh, this is going to make my mind spin for days to come...'

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	Aurora brushes her ears out of her face before taking her seat at the lunch table, her food as "cafeteria quality" as every other meal she's had in this place. After digging and pushing her Qualot Berry Cobbler around on her tray, her ears perk up to the sound of the loudspeakers coming on over on the walls.
	"KZZZRT... is this thing on? Oh! Attention, St. Cresselia High School students! We've got the results of the entrants that are going to campaign to be your next Student Body President!" The voice reaches the Lopunny's ears- That was Remilia, the Loudred girl that always told the morning announcements. "So, these students are going to be the ones that are going to be running! We have Miss Rika Margrav!" There's a roar of applause from one group of students at another table as a Braixen girl with a singular purple bow in her hair stands up in her seat, and waves to the rest of the students. "Next up, Tosin Falkrath!" This time a Lucario boy waves around the room without getting up from his seat.
	"Ehehe, right, right, next up, we have Garren Gormuli!" This time there's a distinctive "Hehehe..." coming from a nearby table as a Gengar waves his hand around like it's the best thing in the world. "And next, we have Aurora Jushema!" The Lopunny's eyes widen. Why was her name put on display like that? She looks around for a moment before nervously waving her hand around. "And finally, we have our returning President, Abigail Lophwester!" This time, a rather elegant looking Gardevoir girl waves her hand around, causing the nearby students to burst into applause.
	"Thank you, thank you! Please look forward to the first statements by the candidates soon!"

	And like that, the speaker went dead. The Lopunny is sitting in her seat, her jaw agape, when a Dedenne girl plops herself into the next seat over. "Hey, Aura? Heeey, Aurora? You gonna finish that?" The Dedenne girl points to the Lopunny's salad before simply taking the leaves and greens for herself. "Also, hey, hope y' don't mind me puttin' yer name in the Ballot Box." At that, the Lopunny's jaw closes before she turns to the Dedenne.
	"W-Wh...Why!?"
	"I mean... I figured you weren't gonna put yer' name in, so I did it for ya'! Hope y' don't mind." Aurora covers her face in disbelief.
	'Great, now I'm going to be a laughingstock in front of the whole school...'