Once upon a time, a brother and sister decided to team up and re-tell the story of Pokémon Black, with all the unneeded sanity thrown out the window. They enjoyed that so much, they decided to do it again with the sequel. Whether or not that was a good idea has yet to be determined.
WARNING: In addition to the Ferriswheelshipping from the first story, this will contain traces of other pairings that might not even be good ideas overall. And probably Visorshipping, but we'll see.
Like the previous one, it is not meant to be serious for at least ten chapters. Let's see how it goes.
The sun rose on Aspertia City with all the loving kindness of a demon, but Rosa was ready for it. She'd piled her pillows onto the window, blocking out any kind of light, and the girl inside the room slept on, her head resting on a folded-up blanket she'd had since she was a baby. She had been proud of her ability to block out the sun, but she couldn't block her mother's voice.
"Rosa? Rosa, wake up. I have something to ask you."
The girl attempted to hide her head under her pillow, forgetting that her pillow was up in the window. "Five more minutes."
"That's what you said an hour ago," her mother scolded. "And this time, it's important."
Ten minutes later, Rosa shuffled out of her room, closing the door behind her, and wandered into the kitchen. Her ridiculously long hair wasn't up in its usual style just yet, and she had to pull it out of the bowl before she could eat her breakfast cereal.
"Rosa, something happened today that concerns you."
"Dad's getting remarried and wants me to meet my future stepmother?"
"Well, no. It doesn't have anything to do with your father, or romance at all. You see, I have a friend over in Nuvema Town who wants to ask you to do something."
Rosa stared at her mother, unable to comprehend anything in her half-dead state. "Are you ok, Mom?"
"It doesn't involve me, either. My friend just wants to know a few things. Do you know what a Pokedex is?"
"Vaguely." Rosa lifted her cereal spoon to her mouth again, and tried to focus on her mother when she would rather get lost in the fuzz clouding her brain. "Why?" she continued once she'd swallowed.
"Do you want a Pokedex?" Shrug. "What about your very own Pokémon?"
Rosa's eyes widened as she finally made the connection. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that my friend is Professor Aurea Juniper, and she's sent her assistant over here to give you a Pokémon of your choice."
"I get an Absol?" Rosa asked stupidly, naming the first Pokémon that came to her head.
Her mom shook her head sadly. "It is too early for you to function, isn't it? No, the only options are the famous choices from Professor Juniper's lab. Tepig, Oshawott and Snivy."
Rosa looked down into her cereal bowl, staring at the icy milk and slowly-getting-soggier cereal bits. A Pokedex meant a journey, and a journey meant danger. But it also meant making new friends and having an army of powerful, adorable creatures do her bidding. It was a lot to consider. Finally, she lifted her head to meet her mother's eyes, and spoke slowly. "I'm going to need a shower, first. I have no idea when I'll get the chance again."
Her mother smiled. "I was hoping you'd accept. Her assistant is already here."
Rosa smiled back. A journey wasn't her thing, but she did like seeing her mother happy.
"Hey, Rosa!"
The voice was familiar to the girl, as she'd been hearing it every day for years. She smiled at the new arrivals, already much more awake than she'd been earlier that day, and ready to announce her good news to her friend. "Yes, Hugh?"
"My mom said that your mom called her and said you have a secret. She told me to go ask you about it."
Rosa's smile grew wider as she decided to play a little game with Hugh. There was no need to tell him right away. "Well, maybe our moms should stop trying to set up their children, don't you agree?"
"What's wrong with playing matchmaker?" The smaller voice came from Hugh's eight-year-old sister, and it commanded Rosa's attention. "It's fun! Even if it's not romantic at all, the victims can still become friends."
"Hugh and I already are friends," Rosa pointed out. "We don't need to fall in love to be happy together. But I'm on a top-secret mission right now. Have you seen a girl in a green hat anywhere?"
That caught Hugh's interest, much more than anything his mother had told him, and his dark red eyes locked onto his friend. "What aren't you telling us?"
She'd never heard him sound so interested before. Rosa bounced in place a little, so excited she felt she was going to burst. "I'm getting a Pokémon!"
The siblings' taunting smiles faded in unison, leaving Rosa confused, before Hugh returned to his happiness and grabbed her by the wrist to keep her from changing her mind.
"Well, what are we waiting for? I know you'll look after whatever Pokémon you get. Come on, I want to see your choice!"
But Rosa noticed that the little girl wasn't quite so happy. She turned to ask what was wrong, but the child had already started heading home.
"Have fun, guys," she called, shuffling away with her back to them. "Take care of your Pokémon."
They found Professor Juniper's assistant very easily, as she was the only person with a green hat in the whole town. She was standing at the famous lookout point, staring out at the view that never failed to take Rosa's breath away. Hearing the footsteps of the new arrivals, the girl turned, greeting them both with a smile.
"Hello!" she cheered. "I'm looking for a girl named Rosa. Do you know where I could find her?"
The brunette raised her hand nervously, feeling like she was back in school taking roll call. "I'm Rosa."
"You're just how I imagined!" the blonde giggled. "Except...sorry for being rude, but what's up with your hair?"
"My hair?" Rosa reached up and touched her familiar hair donuts. Neither of them had come undone... "I style it like this every day."
"Really?" The new girl shook her head and pulled a container from her bag, where three tiny Pokeballs were resting. "The Pokémon that will be your partner is right in here!" she declared, changing the subject a bit too quickly. "I'm sure they're all dying to meet you."
Rosa stared at the three red and white balls, begging for one of them to speak to her. Peeking through the semi-transparent red cap, she could barely make out the faces of the Tepig, Oshawott and Snivy inside.
"Um...let's see..." Ugh, this choice was so much easier when she had very little idea of what her choices were. "Give me a while. I need to think."
A quiet growl came from somewhere in Hugh's throat, but his friend paid no attention. It was just like Rosa to contemplate the potential backfiring of every available option. She was going to be a terrible battler.
Meanwhile, across town, a boy and his Tepig had just finished packing for a journey of their own. The boy couldn't wait to get to Virbank City. More specifically, Pokestar Studios. It was his lifelong dream to be a director, and the call of the movie studio was his first step. And with the pig as a trusty sidekick, today was the perfect day to start the journey.
"Do you want to wear the bow tie?" he asked the little orange creature, much to the Tepig's excitement. The boy laughed. "Yeah, I thought you would. Bow ties are cool."
The Tepig tried his hardest to stay still as his trainer placed the home-made bow tie collar around his neck. The boy wasn't really an expert tailor, but a few tries had given decent results, and the red bow had been stitched to the black collar well enough that it wouldn't fall off. And, he figured, if the pig evolved, they could just make a bigger collar. The Tepig was still bouncing around the room when the door opened, revealing the trainer's mother.
"You're still packing?" she asked, and the boy threw the bag over his shoulder.
"Just finished," he said, running a hand through his ridiculous hair. "My camera, some spare batteries, a charger, some Potions, some Pokeballs..."
"What about food?"
The boy shrugged and put on his visor. "I'll raid the fridge on my way out."
"Nate..."
"Mom, I'm sixteen. Trust me, I know how to cook." Well, he knew how to make sandwiches, anyway, which was enough to keep himself and his Tepig alive between towns. "And I've got Toby here to start the fires for me."
The Tepig named Toby blew harmless embers from his nostrils in response.
His mother didn't argue. "Just be careful, all right?"
Nate laughed. "Don't worry, I'll call, and I'll let you guys know if I have plans to go past Virbank. Promise."
His mother started to protest again, only to notice as her husband arrived. The man glanced at Nate and Toby, obviously in shock.
"You two are still here? What's keeping you?"
"Just saying goodbye to Mom," Nate explained. "She didn't want us to go."
His father laughed and turned to his wife. "We gotta let the kid go sometime, you know. We don't want him eating all our food forever."
The woman looked from her husband to her son, before she smiled a little. "All right. Just don't go running off with some girl without telling us."
"I won't. Promise." Nate clapped his hands, summoning Toby, and the two were out the door with little more than a goodbye to his parents.
Rosa cuddled her new Pokémon happily as Hugh's was recalled to its ball. So what if hers had the disadvantage? They'd won! Their very first Pokémon battle and they'd won it!
Bianca, the blonde, smiled happily and adjusted her glasses. "What an awesome team!" she said happily, watching Rosa and the Tepig in her arms. "So, are you ready for an adventure, Rosa?"
"Adventure?" Rosa let the Pokémon go, where it rushed up to look at the view for itself. "Like, how big of an adventure are we talking? To Virbank and back?"
"To complete the Pokedex, of course," Bianca said happily, indicating the device in Rosa's hands. "Pokémon exist everywhere, you know. Multiple species and types, each with their own unique abilities..."
Hugh snapped to attention, staring hard at Bianca. It was kind of scary, to be honest. "Can I have a Pokedex, too?" he asked. "I want to go on a mission of my own, and if Rosa gives up and goes home, I can still help you."
"She'll give up and go home?" Bianca seemed surprised to hear it. "Why?"
Rosa hung her head in shame. "I'm not the bravest person in the world," she admitted. "I'll probably hop the nearest flight home the second I meet a Ghost-type. Or a Druddigon. Or Zoroark. Or anything in the Deino line. Or Kingler. Or Sewaddle."
A look of utter disbelief flashed across Bianca's face, and she turned on Hugh for answers. "She's afraid of Sewaddles?" she asked, barely able to form the words.
"Don't ask," Hugh warned, taking the second Pokedex without question. "Anyway, Bianca. Thank you for the Pokedex."
Rosa smiled nervously, too. "Yeah. Thanks. I guess."
Of course, that was when the three were ambushed by a runaway Tepig. It looked around at its surroundings, startled when it didn't recognize any of the humans there. It must be separated from its trainer, Rosa realized. It looked just as confused and scared as she felt, and the red bow tie around its neck meant it had to belong to somebody.
The strange Tepig blew embers from its nose as he stared down Rosa's Pokémon, intimidated by a strange member of its species. Rosa's Tepig did the same...and then the two fire pigs jumped at each other like long-lost brothers.
"Toby!" a boy's voice called, getting the strange Tepig's attention. "Where'd you run off to this time?"
The Tepig named Toby called back, and soon enough the boy appeared on the stairs. He caught sight of Rosa and her Tepig first, and Toby quickly took his place at the boy's feet. The boy paid no attention, and instead he spoke - at the same moment that Rosa and Hugh did.
"What's wrong with your hair?" they all asked each other, in the kind of perfect synchronization that would never happen again. Bianca giggled like a small child at the awkward silence that followed.
"Well, I'll just leave you guys alone to talk," she said, slipping past the boys to get down the steps. "Take care of yourselves, all right?"
The new boy explained things immediately - his name was Nate, and Toby was known for getting excited about things and running ahead. Rosa quickly introduced herself and Hugh, and Nate seemed to become even more interested upon hearing that they each had a Pokedex.
"Does that mean you'll go challenging the Gyms and try to become Champion?" he asked, his eyes lighting up with the potential of powerful new friends.
Rosa looked up at Hugh for an answer, and he just leaned against the rail. "It's not like we'll be able to get very far without badges," he explained, much to his old friend's horror. "Don't worry, your Tepig can keep the big, mean Sewaddles away."
Nate gave Rosa the same confused look Bianca had. "You're afraid of Sewaddles?"
"I'm afraid of a lot of things," Rosa snapped, standing up and calling her own Tepig. "Come on, little guy. We don't need Pineapple-Head over here mocking us."
"Tepig," the pig agreed, and trotted off behind his new trainer.
Nate and Toby didn't seem to like that much, and took off after the girl. "Wait - Rosa!"
She glanced over her shoulder, debated running home, and decided it was probably best if she let him speak. "Yes, Nate?"
"I'm trying to make a movie based on the adventure to become a Champion. I was going to just head over to Virbank City and check out Pokestar Studios to start writing a script, but why do that when I could join you on your adventure?" He turned his best puppy-dog eyes on her. "What do you say? Can I make a movie based on your story?"
Rosa looked him over carefully, as Toby assumed his own best cute pose. It was a difficult decision. After all, the potential of having a bodyguard on her journey was nearly outweighed by the fact that Nate might actually expect her to do things. But, in the end, she conceded defeat. "Well...ok. If you promise to go into any questionable-looking places first. And if you don't mock my issues. And above all else, don't catch a Sewaddle!"