Hey guys! I returned to write a story. I deeply apologize for this long absence but I had the exams and I was dedicated to studies in obsessive manner.
This time I'm going to write a contestshipping drabble. I love this couple ... who can hate this couple?
Well let's start:
Disclaimer: the characters don't belong to me but they belong to Satoshi Tajiri. If there are any errors please let us know... I will be grateful!
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"Courage Beautyfly! You can do! You must spread your colorful wings and you must begin to spin like a top! "
May was on a giant meadow near Violet city.
The girl screamed to encourage her beautiful butterfly to twirl gracefully to win the upcoming contest. May loved that Pokémon ...she was so colorful and whenever she saw her improve in something she had lots of good feelings.
But butterfly also reminded to her of his dear friend.
"Dear... ... before he wasn't so dear".
In fact at the beginning the relationship with Drew wasn't good. The Green-haired Coordinator made the girl infuriating….. But she admired Drew.
It was also thanks to him that she is a talented coordinator now.
May fondly thought at their first meeting.
It was the pink Frisbee to make them meet.
And then the girl couldn't remember those six roses that he donated to her.
"The roses ... sure the roses!"
Those flowers marked the evolution of their friendship.
"Six roses with six many meanings."
May be able to stand to remember those roses: she blushed, but preserved the roses with affection.
But in her mind there was always that doubt:
"The first rose…"
It's obviously that the first rose is the most important.
May reminded that moment very well.
She finished the contest with her Beautyfly and she was sitting ... then he came out there with a rose in his hand.
He approached her and he said:
"Good performance May."
The girl was clearing, Drew was giving a rose!
She replied without hesitation: "For me? Thanks Drew. "
She remembered well what happened when her fingers touched the flower.
"I blushed as a stupid."
And indeed May deluded.
Drew couldn't become friendly at any moment.
The Coordinator touched his hair:
"Not for you! It's for your Beautyfly! It's obvious that the coordinator still has a lot of training to do. "
May shook her hands in recalling how she replied to him:
"I came out to have a good time and I'm honestly felling so attacked right now".
So May remembered everything about that day but the doubt remained in the lead:
"The rose was really for Beautyfly or...for me ".
The girl laughed while stroking the butterfly that taken a break from a workout.
"Dedicated to Beautyfly or not, now the rose is in my backpack so she is my property."
And after thinking intensely at that day May went to a Pokémon Center to refuel herself.
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Yeeeah I finished! Surely there will be mistakes but I admit that I enjoy myself to write this story.
This story is dedicated (in late) to the first day of "contestshippig week: It's for your beautyfly", so happy contestshipping week in late.
See you soon:
Willow