-heads back to the stadium, as the Oblivian Beasts and Keldeo I appear to have frozen-
-as I am about to reach the stadium, the janitor pops out of nowhere and points a broom at my face-
What? I swept up the floor, what more do you want?
: You didn't mop up and seal the windows and order a new TV! I had to do that by myself!
I didn't even make that mess!
: Then who did?
How would I know?
: ...I've got my eye on you. -walks off-
-sighs and continues walking towards stadium-
Britannian Royal Family: Mangling the rules of chess since 1944.