A/N: I don't own Pokémon, nor do I think I should, but man do I love the games. :)
Chapter 1: A Bunnelby Ride
Quietly, a bus speed along a road. Within this bus, many students chatted away about meaningless things, from school projects to news. Most of the students sat in the front, but one stayed in the back with the sole desire to sleep. Her arms were crossed and eyes closed as her head lay against the window sill. The bus drove on the clear road until a sudden lump of rocks appeared on the road, in front of the bus. The bus driver, noticing too late had hit the lump head on, causing the entire upheaval of the bus.
The bus shook with impressive force. Meanwhile, the girl who had been sleeping had her head thrown into the window and, through a very painful manner, she had an abrupt awakening. Fortunately, the window wasn't made of just glass, or she would have had to pay for a cracked window alongside possible concussion. Glancing around the bus for a moment, wondering what that was, she rested her head against the window once again, believing it to be a single time occurrence. The second jump and second head banging proved this theory to be wrong, alongside nearly knocking her out. Rubbing where her head had collided with the window she regained her bearings and, once again, examined her surroundings.
'What is going on?' She looked towards the front where students and teachers alike seemed shaken up by the bumpy road. With the urge to know what's going on, she stood up to move to the front. However, the bus had rocked at that moment, taking away her balance and knocking her back down into her seat. as she was about to stand back up again, a teacher called out, telling all the students to remain in their seats. She sighed with annoyance, but decided to let her mind wander instead of getting angry.
The trip itself was quick to pop up in her mind. 'I can't believe I'm even on this trip to begin with' She smiled. 'This is suppose to be for the top of grade, the best of my age group, and I actually got in...' She crossed her arms and her smile fell a bit, 'More on luck than anything though, they judged it on responsibility and knowledge and they mistook my marks for responsibility, it's kind of funny.' A thought crosses her mind. 'If they knew how messy my room is, or work in general, they would easily tell that I'm not responsible or organized. Well, the normal sense of organized. I don't think a chaotic storm that has general sense to it counts...' The image of her mess of a room ran through her mind, causing her to shudder.
The bus' launch into the air, once again, at least got her mind off the technicality that got her on this trip.
The bus drove on, as random things passed in and out of her mind, each one being cut off as the bus hit another lump of rocks on the road and causing the girl to hop a little. 'If this continues, I might just get a heart attack.' Glancing back on chance more than anything, and looking out the back door window, she noticed something that stopped her in her tracks. Among the mounds of dirt, she noticed a small one was moving towards the bus at an alarming speed. She clutched the bus seat and tensed up in preparation of the collision, but none came... at first. Her expectations were that the mound would crash into the bus, not run by it and create another lump. This delayed collision caught her off guard, causing her grip to slip and making her fall over.
Sitting back up, confusion spread across her face as she thought about the small pile of dirt that had just ran up to the bus. She slipped quietly from her seat to one of the further back seats, by the back door. She carefully peared at the back window and at the extended pile of rocks that curved right at the end, the part which had hit the buses tire. Suddenly, a pair of ears poke out from within the rock, as well as the upper part of a head. In a second or two, it slipped back into the ground and began to charge at the bus once again. However, while the girl had braced for impact, the bus had slowed and had effectively taken all uplift with it.
Shouting barely found its way to the girls ears from across the bus, a conversation between the bus driver and a teacher:
"We have to go faster or we'll be late for the tour!"
"We can't. There's too may road bumps, if I go any faster we'll crash!"
"I'm sure you can go at least a little bit faster."
"If you want to risk crashing I can..."
The conversation continued on, but the rest was drowned out by the rumbling of the bus' engine. Looking back towards the road, the strange pair of ears she saw fill her thoughts. 'I-I'm not seeing things... right? A Pokémon was attacking this bus.'
An idea popped up in her mind and she quickly pulled out her phone. Opening up the camera app, she waited for any sign of movement. 'Now, where are you, little fella.' A flash of brown and grey dug from the ground. With a flash, a road bump, and a fumble with her phone, a picture registered. Quickly sitting back in her seat, a look of triumph spread across her face. However, turning back into her seat made her unaware as the creature charged past the bus again, and, after a few seconds, shook the bus enough to make her drop her phone.
"Ack, not again, I really don't want to break my phone..." She picked up her phone and put it in her pocket, not trusting herself to be able to hold onto it as the bus continues to hit the mounds of dirt. As the bus continued, all the teachers and students held onto something so they wouldn't fall and waited it out. The girl, however, just simply placed her left hand on the seat as she sat next to the window and stared out of it. Unfortunately for her, a bump of a slightly larger magnitude caused her hand to slip and her to tumble, and lay down on the seat. By simple chance, she was a of the bus from her spot. '6 students and 4 teachers they may have gone overboard with the teachers.' Strangely enough, after the last large bump, the bumps came to a sudden halt and the bus, after a few moments of careful driving, picked up in speed.
Unbeknowst to anyone in the bus though, the Bunnelby tunneled out from the ground, breathing heavily and scurried into the forest.
After a few moments of simply enjoying an undisturbed road (the sighing of students being audible to her), she remembered the picture and pulled out her phone. After checking for cracks, she opened it up and went to the picture gallery. The picture before her showed bunny ears of brown and blue colour with a pink inside. Opening up and searching on the internet (which will cause her to pay a little extra for her phone bill she grumbled to herself) she searched for a match. 'Bunnelby, the digging Pokémon. This Pokémon can dig long through the night without losing speed, commonly used for construction/destruction, a wild one can drag you deep underground, be mindful for one in public.'
Miriana scratched the side of her head. 'Okay, so a Pokémon was attacking a bus, this Bunnelby, but why? It doesn't say anything about it attacking moving vehicles. Usually any Pokémon prone to attacking vehicles has it explained...' She sighed before reclining against the window once again. 'It could have been make us crash, but considering the size of the mounds, that seems unlikely.' Miriana's mind wandered back to the conversation between the bus driver and teacher. 'Maybe to slow us down, no. Why would a Pokémon try and slow us down?' The bus came to a stop, and as the girl turned her head to look outside, a towering building came into view. "Huh? Already! I thought it would take longer..."
Students had already gotten out and stretched when she had gotten out of her thoughts. She grabbed the seat in front of her and pulled herself up before standing and following the other students. As the students walked out, a woman who was clearly agitated walked up to one of the teachers, whom showed the women a set of papers. They spoke, calming the agitated woman. Fortunately for them, they spoke quietly enough to not alarm the students, not that anyone paid attention to them.
All the students exited in an orderly fashion, conversing with one another, all except for the girl from before who was quietly in the back of the line, trying to ignore the verbal chaos around her.
"...Aright, so we can agree that we'll met up later..."
"...Come on let's dance, I haven't moved in 2 whole hours..."
"...I wonder what Pokémon they'll offer us, I hope I get the first pick, I want a fire type..."
"I wanted to bring my bag of poffins, but they were all like, "It'll disturb the Pokémon", talk about annoying..."
"I read up on the last headings in the newspapers, did you hear about the Cofagrigus crew?..."
"...WAHHHH! Please stop twirling me, I'm getting dizzy!"
While finally stepping off the bus, the girl noticed a student approach the head teacher, whom was holding a stack of papers. This conversation caught the girl's attention, likely cause she was rather close to them.
"Hey, Miss Lina, do you know when we'll be entering the building?"
"In just a little bit, we were delayed by about 10 minutes thanks to those bumps on the road... she was quite furious."
"Does it really matter that much, when I'm late to school by that much, we just continue as is..."
"They live by a very strict schedule, a minute could mean an hour to them."
"Oh, Ok."
The girl had stopped listening at that point, and walked away from Miss Lina and the student. Her mind being drawn back to the bumps on the road. 'Why was a Pokémon trying to slow us down?' She crossed her arms. 'Maybe a prank from a random trainer? No, that can't be it, the Bunnelby chased after us for a while, with no vehicles insight (not to mention they probably would have had to deal with the bumps themselves), so what gives, are we in danger?' She was simply baffled, no proper conclusion came to mind, not a conceivable conclusion anyways.
She sighed and came to a different kind of conclusion. 'if that was a random incident, than fine, but if we are actually in danger, it'd be up to me to- well not actually but still, it'd be up to me to protect everyone.' Smiling after that decision (even if it was more of a joke to herself than anything), she stretched her arms and back and looked up to the sky. 'It's nice and clear today, maybe I should go for a run when I get home... if I don't immediately pass out asleep.' Looking ahead of her, she noticed the group lining up and Miss Lina motioning her to join the group. As she took a step forward to line up too, she noticed just how much she really was in disarray.
Her uniform was a mess, all wrinkled and out of place, like she just woke up... well, she kind of did. 'I can't protect everyone looking like this.' She muttered jokingly. She took a moment and fixed her hair and dusted off her shirt and skirt. She tightened her shoes by pulling at the laces and tying them. Pulled up the socks to her knees and buttoned her shirt cuffs. Miss Lina just shook her head and smiled at the girls antics.
A loud booming noise was heard. The giant gates of steel had begun to open, and the group had already started moving into the building. Satisfied, she stood up tall and determined. However, before taking the first step forward, she looked at a small metallic tag on her shirt. It had gotten a little bit dusty so she wiped it with her thumb. The name 'Miriana' shined clear in the sun from the nametag. She smiled, before stepping forward to join the group.