[b]Fantasia Heirloom - Vanessa Von Goshe's Studio[/b]

[@Sho Minazuki]

With the man finishing the list, only a few short moments passed before he stood the silent trainers up and walked them into a very large, dance studio; lining each person against the wall with their corresponding Pokémon, across the room the auditioners could see Miss Von Goshe finishing her last session; Fantasia could hardly contain her joy.

“Good Luck,” the man whispered, [color=a187be]“-Miss Von Goshe will be with you shortly.”[/color]

Fantasia held Budew tightly in her arms as she listened to the previous class, still auditioning infront of her and Blair. She noted, Vanessa was speaking with one of her assistants; whispering loud enough for Fantasia to pick up.

[color=a187be]“-Oh my god, how times have changed; these girls must be blind or completely deranged. –I mean have they not heard?”[/color] She snickered with the assistant, [color=a187be]“To get a crown or a ribbon you must be attractive and have class.”[/color]

Vanessa walked over to a woman who was slightly overweight with glasses and possessed multiple shiny Pokémon. She coordinated beautifully but to no avail; Vanessa simply kicked the pleading and crying woman out of the audition.

[color=a187be]“-please come back when you lose a few pounds.”[/color]

The snobby rich kids in Fantasia and Blair’s group with perfect figures laughed loudly at the poor girl who was booted from the audition. Fantasia however, felt very uneasy and sad about these confusing conditions Miss Von Goshe was making.

After the shunning and laughter, Vanessa strutted back to the center of the room and dismissed her last set of auditions; then pivot-turned towards Fantasia and Blair’s group.

[color=a187be]“-You may laugh, but this was all a test.”[/color] Vanessa walked over to a man whom was slouched over, [color=a187be]“-don’t do this-“[/color] Vanessa snapped her fingers and had two muscular men escort him out of the building, then she moved on to her next target.

A girl whom was wearing what had to be a hundred dollar dress, which was not enough for Miss Von Goshe whom promptly pointed and laughed at the insecure girl’s wardrobe, once again getting her removed from the studio.

[color=a187be]“-don’t do that, and remember that Miss Von Goshe always knows best.”[/color]

Fantasia could feel a cold sweat and an unnerving butterfly feeling in her stomach as Miss Von Goshe walked closer. Fantasia had a feeling this would be the hardest thing she would ever have to do.