A/N: Hey! Allie here again. Yes, I am very aware of the fact that "A Sinnoh Destiny" and "Millennium Journey' have not been updated in a long time. But, here's a new journey fic for ya'll while you wait. I started this last week, and it's a wittle long… (7 and ½ notebook pages) ¬.¬
Oh, and just so you know, my name isn't Allison. It's Alice.
Full summary: Allison Thyme is the daughter of a wealthy family, who never has time to care. When her birthday comes, she celebrates it on the famous S.S. Anne, which is departing in Kanto only once a year and finally going back to Johto. So, what happens when you stick the daughter of a wealthy family in Kanto with her only Pokemon, while the S.S. Anne departs until next year?
Key:
Boldsymbolizes Author's notes and comments
Italic symbolizes Person's thought/Emphasis (if only one word)
Underline symbolizes Next Scene/Change of time/ or Change of POV
3rd Person POV:
"Miss. Thyme, where are you going?" a nearby guard asked as she furiously sped out of the conference room from a talk with her dad. He followed her to the end of the hall.
She whipped around, glaring like a mad Ninetails. (A: Ninetails get highly provoked when you grab their tail, as legend states.) "To my room, of course," she stated coolly. "Or has Father thus decreed it illegal for me to do so?"
"B-But…" the guard sputtered.
She raised an eyebrow curiously. "Or would you rather lose your job, Steven, due to inefficient speaking skills resulting in your sputtering of words that I can't understand?"
Steven's eyes grew round as he turned pale in the face. "No, Miss. Thyme," he said, bowing his head.
"Then let me pass," she spat, pushing him away from the open elevator. He fell backwards.
1st Person POV:
As I entered the elevator, I swore I heard Steven mutter something like, "Stupid spoiled brat" under his breath. Correction: I am not spoiled. True, Mother and Father get me everything I want, but they hardly have time to---
"Miss. Thyme?"
A voice interrupted my thoughts.
"What floor ma'm?"
"13th" I said without batting an eye. Every year on my birthday week, Mother always insisted I move to the floor of my age, which I always thought was ridiculous. After all, it's not like when I'm 60 years old and a grandma that I'll live on the 60th floor. Hell no. First of all, I'd die of exercise before I even reach the 30th floor, never mind the 60th floor. But that's besides the point. The building only has 25 floors, with a spa and Jacuzzi at the basement. The pool is also there. Floors 5-10 are used by Mother and father. And Floors 11-13 are mine, free to roam.
"Here you go, Miss. 13th floor."
"Thank you, Jacques," I said, and handed him a 500 dollar tip as I stepped out of the elevator.
"Miss. Thyme," Two of my maids chorused as they opened my bedroom door, which I ran into at the speed of lightning when I saw the condition it was in.
One…
Two…
"WHAT."
"IN."
"THE."
"NAME."
"OF."
"CELEBI."
"HAPPENED."
"TO."
"MY."
"ROOM!?!?!?!?!?!"
I shouted at the top of my lungs. This caused the 2 maids from before to run into my room.
"Did someone call fire?" one of them, named Giselle, asked, bewildered.
I turned on her. "GISELLE PARKERS, ANSWER ME THIS INSTANT--- WHY IS MY PRECIOUS DIRTY ROOM SO CLEAN AND TIDY??" I bellowed.
She cowered under a pillow as she answered me. "M-M-Madam Zella came in a while ago and said it looked like a Munchlax lived in it." Scared, she looked at my furious grey-green eyes and resumed cowering. "Please don't kill me."
I glared at her. "Mother cleaned it?"
Giselle nodded slightly.
I flung myself onto my King-sized bed as I let out a deep sigh. Inhale…exhale…inhale…exhale.
Sorry if I hadn't introduced myself properly. My name is Allison Thyme. But most of the servants here call me Miss. 'Thyme' or just plain 'Miss'. Of course, if they don't, Father will fire them due to rudeness or something similar. My family lives in this huge mansion in Olivine City. (A: Olivine City is in the Johto region) My Father makes customized Pokedexes in the shop next to the mansion, and other stuff like that.
Since they hardly have time for me, I'm allowed to romp around the mansion, and I've snuck out of it sometimes too, and see ships docking in the ports. But most of the time I'm forced to rot away in the mansion watching T.V and going to the Pokemon training center. You're probably thinking, 'what training center?', right? Well, Mother owns the training center (it's in the mansion) where people bring their Pokemon over and Mother helps them get stronger for like a week or something. This might surprise you, but I don't own any Pokemon. Just an egg that's going to hatch someday….hopefully.
"Tea, Miss?"
I opened my eyes, and almost squeezed the breath out of my best friend, who stood in front of me.
"Vi! How did you get here?" I asked, letting go.
Viola smiled politely when Giselle offered her tea and sat on my bed. "Mr. Thyme let me in," she said, sipping the tea. "I thought you were still on the 12th floor."
"Come on, Vi," I punched her playfully. "You know mother's little tradition."
She pretended to be hurt. "Of course I do," she folded her arms. "It's just that your birthday isn't until tomorrow."
I smiled. Viola Sanders was my best friend, and she always made a point of remembering things.
"Where's the party at?"
"I have no clue… I swore I put the paper somewhere…" I said, getting off of the bed and searching my drawer. Nothing. I was about to turn my whole room upside down when I remembered that Mother had cleaned the room.
"Mom cleaned it?" Vi asked.
I nodded, and slumped down on the bed. Then suddenly I remembered, and a light bulb lit up.
"It's on the S.S. Anne!" (A: Well, since the S.S. Anne arrives in Kanto, this was the only thing that came to my mind.)
Vi looked at me with a stunned expression on her face that read 'You're kidding me'.
"What? It is!" Her look of total disbelief was still there, not changed by my words. "I swear."
"Oh, I believe you alright, I just can't really believe it---"
As usual, she makes no sense. Just then, my phone played a little melody, the song "I Still Believe"
…
"Cause I still believe in destiny"
"That you and I were meant to be"
"I still wish on the stars as they fall from above"
"Cause I still believe"
"Believe in love"
…
I picked up the ringing phone, still humming the chorus. "Hello?"
"Allison, it's mom. Come to the training center. Your egg is about to hatch."
"Are you sure it's my egg?" I asked. Okay, fine. She was my Mother, and she hardly had time to care about me, but when she did, she was very forgetful.
"The green one with yellow leaf patterns," Mother stated exasperatedly. "Meet me in the nursery. Bring Viola, if she wants to come,"
I clicked the 'Off" button on the phone, then grabbed Vi's arm. "You heard the woman, my egg is finally hatching!"
"But Miss. Sanders, your tea!!" Giselle called after us, tea cup in hand.
I looked at her, utterly annoyed. "Didn't you hear me? My egg is finally hatching!" I said, and I ran down the long hall into the open elevator with Viola.
A/N: Hoped you like the chapter! Expect more updates after my birthday, guys. (If you're lucky and I get 5 or more reviews, the upcoming Sunday. (July 22) See ya til then!
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