Chapter starts across the field and bleachers, the latter of which Sunny and FireStone are sitting on together, talking. FireStone is holding a textbook and helping Sunny with math, and Sunny has a calculator.
Sunny: How did you do that?
FireStone: Uh, it's basic algebra. It's simple.
Sunny: Ugh. For you! I can't do this! Ugh, there's no way I'm passing my math final. I'm horrible at math!
FireStone: You'll be fine. We just have to keep meeting during these free periods to study.
Sunny: *Sighs* It's not just math. I'm also terrible at werewolf class.
FireStone: I'll help you with that, too.
Sunny: But what about you? Don't you have to study as well? You're a senior. You'll be graduating this year.
FireStone: Jealous I'll be getting out of school?
Sunny: Hmph! With you gone, I won't need to worry about you getting into fights. You need to control your temper.
FireStone: Heh, I'm not the only one who has to control her temper.
Sunny: Ugh, shut up!
FireStone: See what I mean? You're a temperamental grass snake.
Sunny: Ugh! I can't wait until you're gone! Uh, speaking of which, what are you going to do when you graduate?
FireStone: College. My parents keep pushing me to go.
Sunny: *Gasps* You are? Nice! Well, I'm going to miss you when you're gone.
FireStone: Yeah... you'll still be here.
Sunny: Hm? You okay, FireStone?
FireStone: Yeah yeah, I'm fine. I just got caught up in something. Sorry. Let's go over question number 5.
Sunny: Huh? Uh, Fire, what is "sin"?
FireStone: *Sighs* It's pronounced "sine".
Sunny: Hehehe! Aw, I thought it was something I could get behind.
FireStone: Tch. This is why you're not doing well in algebra. You need to pay attention more.
Sunny: *Looking at her calculator* Huh? Hehe. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I wrote out a word using numbers, see? Hehehe! If you type in 8-0-0-8, it looks a lot like—
FireStone: Alright, give me that! *He takes the calculator from her* Stop fooling around. We need to study here. Geez, are you a kid?
Sunny: Hehehehehe huh- yeah, I am! So are you!
FireStone: I know what you are, but what am I?
Sunny: Ugh. That doesn't make any sense.
FireStone lightly punches Sunny playfully, then Sunny punches FireStone back. They start laughing. The Lycanroc that may be Rylan walks over to them.
Lycanroc: E-Excuse me, S-Sunny?
Sunny: Haha! Huh— That's me!
Lycanroc: M-May I speak with you? It's important.
Sunny: Uh, sure? What's up?
Lycanroc: Can I speak to you in... private?
FireStone: *Growls*
Sunny: Sure!
FireStone: Huh? Sun? Uh,
Sunny: Uh huh? Be right back, FireStone.
Sunny and the Lycanroc walk behind the bleachers to talk. FireStone, concerned for Sunny, goes around the bleachers on the other side and eavesdrops on their conversation.
Lycanroc: Please go to prom with me!
Sunny: Uh, What?!
Lycanroc: I've always wanted to take you on a date.
Sunny: I— Uh, this is so sudden. I don't even know you!
Lycanroc: Which is why prom is the best chance to get to know you.
Sunny: I'm... sorry, but this is the first time you've talked to me. Ever. I don't know you that well to say that I'm comfortable with this. I'm going to have to say "no".
Lycanroc: What?! Grr, I—
FireStone: Oh no.
Sunny: I'm sorry, I—
Lycanroc: How dare you reje— *Sunny takes out a stick* Oh, stick!
Sunny: He, here boy! Want the stick?
Lycanroc: Ye-Yeah!
Sunny: Well, go get it!
Lycanroc: Bark! Bark bark! Bark bark bark!
Sunny: Aww!
FireStone: Huh? Wow, she did it.
Sunny: *Hears FireStone* Hm? Hehehe. Hey, did you see that?! Hahaha! I have been paying attention in Lycanroc class. Though, I did get lucky with him, because I know not all Lycanroc fall for that, but still!
FireStone: Maybe you'll actually pass the class. How'd you guess he'd fall for that?
Sunny: He's a dog.
FireStone: Woah, Sun. You should never say that to a Lycanroc.
Sunny: Huh? Really?! Is it offensive?
FireStone: So, you haven't been paying attention in Lycanroc class.
Sunny: *Gasps* IT IS?! I-I didn't know!
FireStone: I'll let you figure this one out. *FireStone walks back into the school*
Sunny: FireStone, this isn't fair! Heh, I didn't mean— Ugh! *Voice cracks* Why am I so dumb?! *She follows FireStone*
Later at the hallway of the school. Sunny and FireStone walk down the hallway, and Sunny stops by her locker.
Sunny: Hm, I need to get something from my locker. You can head to class if you want.
FireStone: Uh, yeah. *He stays there waiting for her, and when she's not looking, he throws a poster/flyer thing for prom on the floor*
Sunny: *Finishing getting whatever she needed and turning around* Hm, Ah, you decided to wait, eh? *Sees the flyer on the floor* Ah, uh, a piece of paper?
FireStone: Huh? Oh man, Pokemon really need to learn to pick up after themselves.
Sunny: Yeah, I can't stand it when Pokemon litter.
FireStone: Yeah, it's the worst! But, what's the paper? Is it important, maybe?
Sunny: Nah, it's just a prom flyer.
FireStone: A prom flyer?
Sunny: Yeah. I'm surprised someone dropped it. All the seniors and juniors seemed so excited about prom.
FireStone: Uh, yeah. What do you think of that?
Sunny: Someone probably just got excited and dropped the flyer.
FireStone: N-no, not that. What do you think about the flyer?
Sunny: Hm? The flyer? Um, I think it's nice.
Sven walks around the corner, sees, Sunny and FireStone, jumps back a bit, then walks over to them.
FireStone: No, not— ugh.
Sunny: Are you sure you're okay, FireStone?
Sven: U-uh, Sunny.
Sunny: Hey!
Sven: I'm glad I found you.
Sunny: You... are?
Sven: Yeah. May I speak with you alone?
Sunny: Um, yeah. Sure. One second, FireStone. *She walks off with Sven*
FireStone: Sunny, I— Ugh.
Sunny is talking with Sven.
Sunny: Prom?!
Sven: Yeah. I want to go with you, alpha.
Sunny: First of all, my name is pronounced "Sunny". Second, I don't know you that well, Sven. We're just classmates. I'm sorry.
Sven: O-Okay, but I'd make a great— *FireStone comes out from around the corner and shoots a very angry look at Sven* Gah, alpha!
Sunny: Ugh, it's "Sunny", Geez!
Sven: S-sorry, alpha.
Sunny: You don't have to apologize for asking, but at least get my name right! Ugh! *Sven leaves, and Sunny notices FireStone* Hey! There you are! Ugh, that was the second guy that asked me to prom today!
FireStone: He asked you to prom? What did you say?
Sunny: I said "no", of course!
FireStone: Aha. So you don't like the idea of prom?
Sunny: They just came and asked me out of the blue! How am I supposed to respond to that?
FireStone: You... didn't respond to my question.
Sunny: *The bell rings* Ngh, uh, sorry, FireStone. I have to finish my painting for art. Uh, see you later! *Sunny walks off*
FireStone: *Sighs* Just ask her? Well, hopefully no other werewolves have plans to ask her.
Later, a bunch of Lycanroc boys were asking Sunny to prom in every class she's in. After the first person, she broke the drinking fountain to be a distraction. Some Pokemon leave crying when she rejects them, and two guy digs a hole down to hide.
Sunny: What is going on?! Why are there so may guys asking me to prom?! I mean, psh, I know I'm hot, hehe, but I'm not that hot, Hehehe. *Balto walks up to her behind her, but she doesn't immediately notice* O-okay, calm down, Sunny. This is really getting to your head.
Balto: Hey, cutie!
Sunny: Ugh, let me guess. Prom?
Balto: Yup. Interested?
Sunny: Ugh, No! I'm not interested in going!
FireStone walks up behind Sunny. Sunny doesn't see him, but Balto does.
Balto: At all?
Sunny: At this point, yes! I'm not interested in going at all!
FireStone: You're not?
Balto: Wow. Your mate doesn't want to go to prom with you at all? Hahaha! Oh, that's sad. I guess you two aren't a couple after all.
Sunny: *Blushing* What?! We're not even a couple! Why would you even think that?!
Balto: You're blushing.
Sunny: Ugh, that's because you're getting me upset!
Balto: So you would go with FireStone to prom.
Sunny: Ugh, NO! I would not! We're not a thing! Leave me alone!
Balto: Ouch, that's cold.
FireStone: Whatever. It's not like I'd want to take her to prom anyway.
Sunny: Not good enough, eh?
FireStone: You-you just said—! Ugh, whatever!
Sunny: Heheh! Well, even if you asked me, I wouldn't go with you!
FireStone: The thought never crossed my mind.
Sunny: Well, good! Because Prom with you would probably be a nightmare!
Balto, who is still standing there, gets out a bag of popcorn.
FireStone: Ha! Prom with you would be the worst. How am I supposed to dance with such a short grass snake?
Sunny: Hmm, oh, I don't know? The same way you'd dance without one. Alone! Heh!
FireStone: Prom would be past your bedtime, anyway.
Sunny: Uh! Are you implying that I'm immature?
FireStone: Well, prom is for mature Pokemon.
Sunny: Ugh. Must be why no one's asked you.
FireStone: How would you know? Maybe someone has. You haven't even asked about that.
Sunny: Well, I hope you have fun with whoever you go with!
FireStone: I will.
Sunny: Fine!
FireStone: Fine!
They walk off in different directions.
Balto: Hahahaha! Man, that was great! Man, I should have brought more popcorn.
Time skip the front of the school, where several students, including Kris and Hugo, are standing around talking to each other.
Hugo: It means a lot that you're going to help me. My teacher is one of the hosts, and asked me to help.
Kris: Yeah, no problem. But we're just going as friends, right?
Hugo: Sure! Unless...
Kris: Hahaha! Dream on. I'll catch you later.
Hugo: Huehuehue! *Back to his formal, fancy voice* Right. Heh, later.
Kris walks to her car, where Eric is waiting for her.
Eric: Hey there, sugar pea. You're looking might happy there. Did something happen?
Kris: Well...
Garroth is still standing in front of the school.
Eric: PROM! *Hugo's eyes grow wide and he turns around* THERE IS NO WAY! WHEN I FIND THIS BOY, I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! *Hugo turns around and runs towards the school*
Time skip to Sunny's house at night. It then shows Sunny sitting on her bed, on her phone.
Sunny: Aww, FC hasn't responded to my texts tonight. *Sighs* I deserve it. I was a real jerk to him. Hmm, I should go see him. *She gets up and leaves*
FireStone was walking towards Sunny's house. Then, Sunny comes out her front door, and they meet in front of Sunny's house.
Sunny: Hey.
FireStone: Hey.
Sunny: W-What are you doing here?
FireStone: I- I wanted to apologize for what I said.
Stella: *From inside* Sunny, who are you talking to? I thought you were going to a friend's house!
Sunny: Oh no! FireStone, hide!
FireStone: W-where?
Sunny: Over there! There's a ladder. Go!
Sunny watches him leave, then faces towards the door before Stella comes out.
Stella: Hm, I swore I heard you talking to... someone.
Sunny: Uh, um, Mom? I think the tamales are burning. Heheh.
Stella: AY DIOS MIO! (OH MY GOD!) *She runs back inside*
Sunny: Phew! Huh? Uh, FireStone? *She walks over to the bottom of the ladder* FireStone? FireStone! *She climbs up the ladder and sees FireStone, who is sitting on the peak of the roof. She walks over to him and sits down beside him*
Sunny: Heh, wow. It's beautiful up here.
FireStone: Yeah. Look, I wanted to apologize for what I said earlier. I'm sorry.
Sunny: I'm... sorry, too. Really, what I said was completely out of line.
FireStone: Heh, it's alright. I know that stuff gets on your nerves, and that's why you said those things. I was a little hurt by what you said, because, part of me thinks it's true.
Sunny: Even though you're a jerk, *Sighs a bit* You're always looking out for me. Like, all those fights you get into. So, whoever you take to prom, I know they'll have a great time with you.
FireStone: Thanks, Shu. It means a lot.
Sunny: Hehehe!
FireStone: I, also came here because you forgot your calculator. Here. *He gives it to her*
Sunny: *Takes it without looking at it* Ah! Oh, thanks! Man, my mom would kill me if she found out I lost this expensive— *She looks at the calculator. It says "GO 2 PROM? 8D"* Huh? Huh?! Ugh, that face! Ugh! Heheh, you... sure you want to dance with a grass snake?
FireStone: Of course. Think you can miss your bedtime?
Sunny: Heheh. *Sighs* Heheh. Sure. Heh. Why not?
FireStone: Heh, you could sound a little more excited.