Oh, well, hello there! Don't mind me, I'm just writing an OC pokemon journey fic because I can.
The air was crisp and sweet, and paid no attention to the heat wave striking the heart of Lumiose City. Shops were selling all sorts of cold sweets – from ice cream to slushies – and even cafés were beginning to run low on supplies for frappuccinos. People and pokemon alike bustled around the lively city, discussing an array of topics from popular mobile rhythm games to university texts, while the sounds of advertisements and catchy pop songs created noise in the background.
One particular trainer and her partner sylveon were sitting in a café, attempting to cool off from the sweltering heat outside. The girl was dressed in light clothes – a frilly camisole, shorts and a thin cardigan – with her hair tied up into a messy bun, though it was evident that even though she did her best to fight the heat, she was sweating like crazy. The girl placed her frappe to her neck, groaning as she felt her blood temperature drop a few degrees.
"Kazimir, this is just too much," the blonde complained to the sitting sylveon, who's eyes simply blinked back at her. In turn, he lifted his one leg out to begin cleaning himself. The girl scoffed.
As it so happens, the girl, Elsie, was waiting for two of her friends to meet her at Café Soleil. She had known them from their trainer school days, and was eager to see how the duo was doing, as they were travelling Kalos in an attempt to earn gym badges.
Elsie herself was not an actual, legitimate travelling trainer. She had graduated with the rest of her class, but that was about it.
A TV in another part of the café began to play a special news bulletin right as Elsie was attempting to text her friends – where in Arceus' green earth are you? – but the heading caught her by surprise. As she hit send, the newscaster began to speak.
"It has been exactly a year since the incident involving Team Flare, and only now is Geosenge reclaiming all that was lost." Elsie directed her attention to the screen, curious as to where the report was going. Scanning the bottom bar of the screen, she could make out more details about what they were covering – specifically, the after effects of the "Ultimate Weapon" and how the rate of travelling trainers dropped drastically. Or, at least, that's what she assumed. Elsie was squinting so hard her head was beginning to throb in protest.
"Although the crime rate in Kalos had significantly dropped after the disbandment of Team Flare, theft rates are beginning to increase again. This may be in part to the fact that only in the past three months' trainers have begun to travel again," continued the news reporter.
Before Elsie could fully digest the information, two girls plopped down in the booth seat in front of her. "Well hello there, son." The brown haired girl smiled warmly at Elsie, who had just clued in that her friends had finally arrived.
Her eyes widened, amazed at how the two looked. And how they were holding hands. On the brunette's shoulder sat a dedenne, whilst the platinum blonde girl beside her had a skitty nestling in her lap.
"Moriko! Chloe! How are you two not drenching with sweat?" Elsie exclaimed, slamming her hands down on the table. Moriko lifted her drink expertly with her free hand just in the nick of time – Chloe wasn't as prepared. Thankfully, her lemonade just barely spilled on the table. A sigh escaped from her mouth, though a smile turned its corners soon after.
The café fell silent for a moment as everyone in the room watched as all of Elsie's blood poured into her face. The girl hung her head in shame, and everyone went back to their own business. Moriko burst out laughing, as well as her dedenne.
I'm glad nothings changed, much, Elsie pondered.
"So you two are finally dating?" She questioned, wiggling her eyebrows overdramatically. The duo nodded, blush dusting their cheeks. Elsie couldn't help but grin. "About time!"
With that, the three continued on to other subjects. Both Moriko and Chloe had four badges, and were planning to train in and around Lumiose for a bit before taking on Clemont. Both would do more than okay, as Moriko had fire and electric types are her disposal, and Chloe had many a grass type.
Elsie couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if she could finally start travelling. Certainly, she was weary ever since the whole Team Flare thing happened, and it was encouraged for trainers to travel in groups… but still, it wouldn't hurt now, would it?
"So you're finally thinking about travelling, Elsie?" Chloe questioned, stroking her skitty's fur gently. Before Elsie could even ask how she knew, she replied, "Your face is an open book, dummy."
Elsie rubbed the back of her neck with her hand, smiling sheepishly. Taking a breath, her face returned to a more neutral expression. "Only problem is, is that I have no one to travel with. And you know mom would absolutely destroy me if I went too far by myself. Kazimir and Aila help, but they can't really dial a phone to call for help," she grumbled, crossing her arms. Kazimir chirped irritably in reply, battering her playfully with his ribbons.
Moriko quirked an eyebrow. Hadn't they run into someone earlier who was in a similar position? As the thought hit her with the force of a mega punch, she clapped her hands together in glee. "I think we know someone who is in the same boat right now!"
With that, she whipped her phone out of her pocket and began dialing.
Ahh, yeah, I know its not even 1K words. Just bear with me! I figured it was as good a place as any to stop. Hopefully the next chapters will be drawn out.
As it is, this is definitely first draft work, and I'm going to be writing and then posting. I have a vague idea written down on how I want this to go, but I want it to be able to grow organically, as well, I guess.
Anyway, leave your thoughts if you like! Hope you've enjoyed the hell I'm about to writhe in.