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Riolu awoke the next morning and rapidly completed his morning routine, the majority of which was styling his thick, dark brown hair. He grabbed his "work materials" and rushed down a few flights of stairs, around a few corners, and out into the nearest courtyard he could find. He found an open space, about 78' by 36', and set two sticks, connected by a poorly woven net, across what he deemed the center. He held a metal rod subsequently attached a circular piece of metal with an equally poorly woven net fastened tightly across it in one hand, and dumped a bag of small pieces of assorted metals out onto the ground. He attempted bundling up different combinations of these metals inside lots of cloths in order to make a heavy yet soft ball shape. Most of these attempts failed miserably, but eventually he found a combination of metals and cloths that formed a limp three dimensional figure which could be thrown with general ease. Soon after accomplishing this feat, he noticed a man wandering about not too far from him. After establishing that his listener's name was Ihawxd, Riolu began to pitch his new invention.

"Well, Ihawxd, if you'd spare me some of your time, I'd like to introduce you to this new sport I've just invented; I'm calling it tennis." he began.

"Sure, it's not like I've got anything better to do."

Riolu led Ihawxd to his the net he had set up and began explaining his idea.

"You see, I've created this thing that I call a racket..." Riolu picked up the stick attached to a circular net. "And you use it hit this ball over the net."

"That doesn't look like much of a ball to me." Ihawxd remarked. "It just looks like a sack of metal."

"Well... I'll get these metal pieces reforged to create a ball shape. Just let me explain the rest of the game." Riolu excitedly hastened to the other side of the net, taking his racket with him. "Now the way I envision this working is that each player would have one of these rackets and use them to hit the ball back and forth over the net, kinda like this!" Riolu threw the sack of metal that he was calling a ball up into the air and swung his racket as hard as he possibly could. The sack soared over Ihawxd's head and straight through a beautiful stained glass window behind him. "Oops."

"Were you trying to do that?" Ihawxd inquired.

"Uh... It was nice meeting you, thanks for taking your time to listen to me! Have a nice day!" Riolu hastily snatched up all of his materials and rushed away as fast as he could. He tried to enter back into the main building of the castle, but was stopped in his tracks by the princess Aravis. She was the older of the two, and slightly taller than her younger counterpart. She had dark brown hair, and carried herself in a way which made her seem younger than she actually was.

"Riolu, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working or something?" Aravis asked.

"I'm on a break!" Riolu lied. "There wasn't any work to get done, so I got a break... A really long one."

"Well we don't pay you to take breaks! Go grab a spear and guard my room." Aravis directed.

"But... I was demoted from guard duty."

"Yes, yes, I know that, but I need to give you some sort of work to do." Aravis sighed.

Riolu reluctantly did as he was told and soon found himself bored to death standing in front of a door for hours upon hours. Eventually he got so bored that he decided to snoop around in business that wasn't his. In a matter of minutes the princess's room was on fire and Riolu was explaining to her what had happened while servants ran back and forth attempting to douse the fire with buckets of water.

"I just really wanted to see what the lilac lavender candle smelled like..."

"Hmm... Maybe making you guard my room wasn't such a good idea after all. Uh... You can go and... Uh... Wash the floors in one of these halls. Just... Stay out of trouble."

Riolu once again did as he told. he filled a bucket with soapy water and began scrubbing away in the first hallway he could find. It didn't take him long to spill this bucket, so he soon had to go find a towel to wipe up all the excess water.

The castle kept most of its towels and blankets in what used to the king's brother's closet, so that was where Riolu went. He was intrigued by a collection of miniature figurines in the room from which the closet extended. He sat there for a few minutes playing around with just a few of the hundreds that were there. He acted out many different scenes with them, his favorite of which contained dogs riding dancing ferrets while fighting off drunk geese from eating their human children. Riolu finally pulled himself away from the miniatures and got what he had originally come into the room for. After grabbing a towel from the closet, he began to walk away and swung it over his shoulders. It got caught on something, however, so he yanked it as hard as he could. Next thing he knew, the shelf which held the figurines had fallen down onto the ground, shattering the miniatures.

Riolu stood, waiting for someone to come into the room and announce his punishment. He had already wondered if the day could have gotten any worse after the fire, and now it just had. He had just destroyed a collection of miniatures, the value (physical and sentimental) of which he could only guess. Many servants came to help clean up the mess, but Riolu just stood there watching them, preparing himself for the worst. Eventually one of the servants gave him the words he had been waiting to hear.

"The king wishes to speak to you."

Riolu entered into Loney's throne room, his head hung low. The king spoke.

"I've had to demote you three times this past month." he began. "If you were only a mere servant and not also a friend I would have you permanently banished from the castle instantly. Since you are a friend, though, I will give you one last chance." Riolu's face lit up.

"You will not regret it, sire."

"Since you've gotten yourself into so many incredulously unfortunate situations recently, I am hereby demoting you to the status of court jester. Maybe you'll be able to tell some funny stories about your misfortunes. Just please, don't break anything else, or I'll really banish you from the castle."