Hair Appointment
A/N: Ok, so the file for Moonlight Shadow was lost when my computer crashed. Epic fail, I know. I cried a little. This idea was born when a few of my friends and I were sitting in English class and were talking about our work (cause being a senior in high school grants you that kind of freedom, lolz) One of my friends asked what would happen if Grimsley found out that Shauntal was actually wearing a wig the whole time he's known her. So I dedicate this story to my dearest friend whom I shall refer to as "Awkward Turtle Master".
Disclaimer: You should all know, I do not own pokemon. Once again, I own my OC Shadow.
Shadow: Ugh, stop saying you own me.
CelestialAngel229: Fine. I am your creator.
Shadow: Much better. Now on with the story
Rated T: Rating subject to change. Contains humor and romance. Go Rolandshipping!
Chapter one Shauntal POV
I, Shauntal Shikimii, have a secret. I have long hair. I know it's hard to believe, but the short hair is actually just a wig. It was a dare from my best friend in the whole pokeverse Shadow Nighthawk. Well, it sort of slipped my mind to tell everyone that it was wig. That was 3 years ago. Shadow runs a very famous hair salon here in Unova, in Undella Town. Every week, religiously, I venture out of my tower at the league and make my way down for my hair appointment and lunch. Today was supposed to be no different. "So Shauntal", a smooth voice said from my doorway. I groaned inwardly. I knew that silky-smooth voice a bit too well. "Yes Grimsley?", I asked, turning and giving him a smile.
"Where do you scamper off to every weekend dressed like that?", he asked. I was dressed in a short black dress and black heels, minus my shawl and gloves. "Do I ask you where you go every night?", I responded, leaning on one of my many bookshelves so I could fix one of the straps on my left heel. "Touché, however, I asked first". I gritted my teeth. I could HEAR the smirk on his face. I saw Cofagrigus appear and I smirked, nodding. "Fa,fa,fa", she cackled quietly, before disappearing. "Hey Grimsley?", I asked sweetly. "What?", he asked cautiously. "Boo", I said. "Boo?", he asked. I suddenly heard a scream and stood up, turning in time to see Grimsley's face pure white and his blue eyes wide in fright.
I leaned against the bookshelf and laughed in delight and triumph. You must understand, it's a very rare occasion when ANYTHING can creep up and scare Grimsley. So to have him get scared because of MY ghost, I felt so accomplished. "Hey Shauntal, are you gonna hurry up?", a new voice called. I sighed in relief. "Yeah, one of the straps on my left heel got twisted again.", I said. I heard a sigh, then I felt something grab my ankle and fix the strap. "There", she said.
I turned and gave her a hug. She hugged me back, smiling. "Well, now who's your friend Shaunie girl?", Grimsley asked, walking over. Shadow turned and I saw her raise her left hand. Grimsley was soon being held up against the bookshelf by an aura of purple-black ghost energy. Shadow and I both have ghostly powers, only hers are more intense than mine, causing her to hover about half an inch off the ground 90% of the time. "Back off buddy. She was mine first. I am the ONLY one who can call her Shaunie girl.", she growled. I put a hand on her arm, gently squeezing. She released Grimsley, making him fall to the floor. I grabbed my purse and Chandelure's and Cofagrigus's Pokeballs. "Later Grim", I called sweetly, following Shadow out of my tower and out of the League. "DO NOT CALL ME GRIM!", I heard him yell on my way out. I giggled, and got on Shadow's Swanna, while Shadow rode a Braviary. We then set off to Undella Town.
A/N: End of Chapter One! Please, please, pleeeeaaaassseee read and review. I've got no idea how many chapters this fic is going to end up as. I'll just go with flow of my thoughts and my reviews. Again, I salute my friend "Awkward Turtle Master" for helping this idea be born.
Shadow: Do I get to mess with Grimsley some more?
Shauntal: NOOOO
CelestialAngel229: Yes, because Grimsley seems like the kind of person to be a stuck-up jerk at first, but then he'll get sweeter.
Shadow: Yay!
