Me: I'm definitely not the creator of this but I hope to be a large part of its rise to glory. I'm starting small with this though. It will be my first fanfic.
Tepig: I thought you said that would be the other one.
Me: I was going to do another one first but a one shot like this will be a lot easier to make. Plus I need to get one story out of my head now. The characters in my latest idea don't have a name or face yet.
Shuckle: That does tend to happen when you store seventy three ideas in your head.
Me: Anyways enjoy the one shot of Fennekin x Frogadier. Let us begin with a poem I create off the top of my head. Hopefully Michael Jackson's music makes the process either.
Tepig: He isn't kidding about the top of the head part or the Michael part.
Shuckle: Definitely not the Michael Jackson part. By the way this guy doesn't own Pokémon otherwise he'd put this in the anime.
For Want of Proof.
Love blooms, at first, on just one side
And when the interest peaks the other will rise.
But if one side takes long and the other just waits,
The love eventually dissipates.
How long you wait is up to you.
But remember this when times are blue,
Love can always, always be true.
"We rejoin our heroes on another beautiful day in the Kalos region."
"Out of the chair old man this is an important day and I can't have your crappy record messing things up."
"What record are you talking about?"
"I could count the number of successful relationships you've narrated on my right hand. The failed ones however reach far enough to tire out a Poliwrath."
"I'm not leaving the room."
"That's why I brought duct tape."
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One brief struggle later . . .
"Now that that's over. As our heroes travel down Route 12 they encounter an old friend; at least a friend to most."
"Hey, is that Premier?" Ash asked with his usual excited voice.
"Yeah I think it is. Hey Premier!" Serena greeted cheerfully.
A conversation was soon struck up. It included the typical: good to see you after so longs, and nice to see you agains. Things were generally the same for the Pokémon.
"Hey there Sylveon. It's been a while hasn't it?" Fletchinder asked.
"Yes, it certainly has." Sylveon responded. Everyone seemed the same. Froakie had evolved into Frogadier; he still wanted to ignore her though. That was the only real problem with using Attract.
Fennekin was a bit odd though. She was friendly enough when they first met but now there was an odd look to her.
All of a sudden though she darted up to her and announced. "I challenge you to a battle!"
Everyone was shocked. Frogadier even looked in Sylveon's general direction. (though he was focusing on Fennekin)
"All right then." Sylveon said after a moment still keeping that dignified voice. She was surprised by the offer though. Fennekin had never struck her as the battling type.
Sylveon wasn't alone in surprise. None of the others thought Fennekin was much of a battler either. Pikachu was shocked for a second too but then he remembered what she told him a few months earlier.
This won't be over as quickly as the others think. He thought.
Dedenne decided to ask the obvious question. "How are we going to tell your trainers?"
"I'll see what I can do." Pikachu said. He walked up to the trainer and caught their attention.
All eyes turned to him as Ash asked. "What is it Pikachu?"
Pikachu was hoping his arm signals would make up for the language barrier. First gesturing towards Fennekin and Sylveon, and then putting his fists together to signal a battle. Along the way he explained the situation.
All they seemed to get out of it though was pika pi.
"I think I'll just use my ribbon language." Sylveon offered.
"Why did you just let me go through that explanation?" Pikachu asked more than a little annoyed.
"It was amusing." Sylveon replied simply. Soon she had caught her trainer's attention and, after a short series of ribbon movements had explained the situation to Premier.
"Is anything wrong Premier?" Serena asked.
"Not really. But your Fennekin wants to have a battle with Sylveon."
"What! Is that true Fennekin?"
"Fenn." Fennekin confirmed with a nod.
"Wow, usually Ash is the one jumping into battles." Bonnie said.
Clemont was surprised for a second too. He figured it out soon enough though. He'd been around long enough to read the signs.
"As long as it's fine with you." Serena said, though a bit uncertainly. She was still surprised after all. She'd never seen her Fennekin battle unless it was told to or if she needed to.
"It's alright by me. We haven't battled for a while." Premier responded.
"I'll be the battle judge." Clemont offered.
The others were perfectly fine with that. He was probably the least biased one there; though the battle judges never seemed to do much actually.
"I hope Fennekin knows what she's getting into." Dedenne said worriedly.
"They're both specially inclined plus Fennekin resists fairy type attacks. " Pikachu said quickly, hoping Fennekin hadn't heard Dedenne.
"So it won't be a one hit win but Fennekin doesn't have all that much actual battle experience does she? It's not like her to actually challenge someone to a battle either is it? What do you think her chances are?" Dedenne questioned rapidly.
"You ask too many questions." Pikachu told the energetic Pokémon. She acted immature sometimes even though she was about his age. She was usually fun to be around though.
"Alright," Clemont said after everybody was in position. "Let the battle between Serena's Fennekin and Premier's Sylveon begin."
"Fennekin use Em-." Serena began.
She was cut short though when Fennekin shot a small ball of fire at Sylveon.
Premier was quick to react though. "Fairy Wind!"
Sylveon created a small wind using her ribbons and was able to stop the Ember attack with it just before it hit her. The ensuing explosion wasn't too large and dissipated rather quickly. Damage had been done but it was only a small amount.
Looks like someone came to play. Sylveon thought to herself.
"Use Moon Blast." Premier commanded.
"Get ready to dodge." Serena told Fennekin as Sylveon began to charge a ball of white light in her mouth.
Good idea. Fennekin thought. There's no way Ember could stop that, but I doubt she has a counter attack planned out. I need to respond quickly; just like him.
There wasn't much time to start it up but with what she had she shrouded herself in fire. Then as Sylveon released the attack she jumped to the side. She had to jump slightly behind her original position to make the plan work though. Almost immediately after landing she went right behind her position surprising everyone, including Sylveon.
After the explosion had begun she ran right through it. She was taking advantage of the low air pressure in the center to help make her go faster. It was going to be hard for Sylveon to dodge.
What the-! Sylveon thought. The flames weren't a defensive measure then.
There was no way she could dodge it but luckily she could soften it with her ribbons. She held them out in front of her and took the Flame Charge.
The ribbons didn't last long though and quickly fell back to allow the attack. Shortly afterward Fennekin retreated.
"Wow is that really Fennekin? She's doing a great job!" Bonnie exclaimed.
"Yeah, but Sylveon's pretty smart too though. Those ribbons are great at softening impacts. Physical attacks won't do much if those are in the way."
"She's not getting orders for those attacks though." Bonnie continued a bit worried.
"It's perfectly legal," Ash said. "But it's usually best to have a second opinion."
They weren't the only ones who were surprised that Fennekin was doing so well.
Did she plan this out? Thought Froakie. And if she did, then why? She can't have anything against Sylveon. I just hope she doesn't rely on a plan.
Alright, she wants surprise. I'll just have to give it to her. Sylveon thought.
Before Premier could issue a command Sylveon had charged Fennekin in a Tackle.
"Counter with Flame Char-." Serena ordered Fennekin who was able to predict the command again.
Fennekin quickly cloaked herself in flame again and charged forward as well. She was surprised though. Sylveon was usually a special attacker. Normally she would keep her distance. It wasn't a bad situation for Fennekin though. Sylveon was going to come off worse than she was.
Looks like someone forgot the ribbons. Sylveon thought.
Moments before impact she used those ribbons to catch onto a rock. It made her turn quickly to the side and out of Fennekin's path. Another ribbon was used to trip her up.
Needless to say Fennekin was surprised. She had also lost her covering of flames. She quickly got up though and turned around. The next thing she saw was a Fairy Wind she couldn't avoid.
It hit her with full power. The type advantage made the damage minimal though. Her recovery time was small and she quickly fired off an Ember.
Ember would have been a nice way to needle her down but Sylveon hadn't opened her mouth since she started the tackle.
At the same time Fennekin used Ember she had let loose a fully charged Moon Blast. And this time there would be no dodging.
Nobody liked taking a Moon Blast. Even if they have a type advantage it still hurts. Fennekin had never taken a powerful hit before and the worst one is always the first.
She was thrown back a few feet and when she got up her legs were shaking. Sylveon used the opportunity to get a free tackle in.
Now she didn't know if she could get up.
I have to get up. She thought fiercely. He would keep going till the very end. I have to get up. I can't lose this. I can't lose him.
Sylveon was letting her try to get up. She knew when a battle was won.
Frogadier was surprised, not by what happened he had seen that coming, but by the fact that Fennekin was still trying to stand. He'd never seen her, or anyone else, look so determined.
And she was looking at him. Her eyes were shut from the concentration but she was clearly looking right at him. Did that mean . . .? No! She didn't think of him that highly.
Her strength was failing, she could feel it. She could barely keep standing. There was no way Fennekin could keep going but she had to. She couldn't lose him. Not after so long.
She didn't know why she did it and she never figured out why, but she did.
She opened her eyes.
Directly in front of her, clearly seen and in her direct line of sight, was Frogadier. She had been too focused on her battle to see him before and she hadn't heard or smelled him at all. It seemed like she had just . . . known he was there.
And he was looking at her with concern, a little surprise, and . . . something else that she couldn't place. When something couldn't be placed like this it often meant, perhaps . . . she had a chance.
It was with that thought that something happened. Fennekin felt a strange uplifting. A blue light encompassed her. She felt herself gaining energy and when it faded she was standing on two legs a twig in her tail. Fennekin had just evolved into Braixen.
Only three of the entire crowd noticed that she had continued to look at Frogadier throughout the process: Fennekin who knew what she was doing, Frogadier who was surprised like the rest but also felt an odd feeling from inside him; it was like his insides had swooped upward, and there was another but this one was not allowed to talk.
Fennekin, or more correctly now Braixen, was feeling much stronger now. She certainly wasn't at full health but she knew she could continue.
Sylveon was shocked. She had thought her victory was ensured. Now she didn't even know her opponents limitations or even how she could attack.
"Use Flame Charge!" Serena ordered. She wasn't much of a battler but she did know an opportunity when she saw it. Even if it was just to get a full order out.
Braixen was quick to respond charging the flames instantly and getting to Sylveon much more quickly than before. The speed wasn't necessary though since Sylveon was still frozen with shock.
As the shock wore off though she decided to end things quickly. She was getting rather worn out by this point.
Sylveon let off a Moon Blast after getting to her feet quickly.
Braixen saw the Moon Blast coming. There was no way for her to stop it with an attack. At least not when she was a Fennekin.
Her reactions were good and her theory was true. The newly learned Flamethrower collided with the Moon Blast and caused a good sized explosion in the center of the battlefield.
At this point everyone was expecting some sort of surprise and Flamethrower wasn't that odd. That didn't detract from it's use though.
Sylveon still wanted to end this quickly though. After figuring out just how much damage she had taken there wasn't much option otherwise. Flamethrower was going to hinder that but she always had a plan should her main move not be strong enough.
She began whirling her ribbons like a fan creating a Fairy Wind.
Braixen responded with another Flamethrower. Surely if it can stop a Moon Blast it can push past Fairy Wind. She thought.
Sylveon wasn't quite done yet though. She started charging a Moon Blast. Braixen couldn't see it due to how her flames fanned to the side slightly while pushing through the wind.
After a short charge the Moon Blast was released. It gained speed from the wind and collided once more with the Flamethrower. This time though there was no explosion. Instead the two attacks pushed against each other. Moon Blast held by the Fairy Wind, Flamethrower holding it's own.
After a few seconds it became clear that neither side was weakening. Sylveon was determined to keep it going. She couldn't take a Flamethrower. Braixen had figured out what was going on by now and she knew Sylveon wasn't backing down.
She could try to dodge and get a move in later but she didn't want to take a chance with the explosion radius. She thought of just waiting Sylveon out but then she remembered the stick in her tail.
Surely I could attack with it. She thought. It certainly isn't on there for style.
It was worth a shot. So she tried it. She kept Flamethrower running and simultaneously took the stick and pointed it at the center of the attacks. She didn't know exactly what should have happened and at first nothing did. Then an image flashed into her head. It was the image of what, or more correctly who, she was fighting for.
Suddenly a strange, pink, undulating ray shot out. It was a psychic type move; Psybeam. It wasn't the greatest move on it's own but it provided enough energy to send the Moon Blast, the Flamethrower, and even the Fairy Wind directly to Sylveon.
The combination of the four attacks was tremendous. Sylveon was sent back multiple feet just as Braixen had been before. This time though there would be no getting up.
"Sylveon is no longer able to fight. Braixen has won." Clemont said while thinking. And so has Frogadier.
Me: Well guys and girls that's the end of this chapter.
Shuckle: I thought you said this was a one shot. Since when does a one shot have two chapters?
Me: I felt like my two scenes were different enough to warrant separate chapters. Plus I got into this one too much.
Tepig: You thought of more shippings haven't you?
Me: That happens every time I focus on a story. You still only get one poem for story though. Please tell me if I'm good at writing poems or not. The teacher and my classmates said I'm good but the internet is one of the few places where I can find brutal honesty.
Tepig: It would also be appreciated if you reviewed the story. Review, comment, whatever people call it nowadays.
Shuckle: It's his first fanfic. He needs the help.
Me: I have no clue when the next chapter is coming. I have the main idea formulated but I'm not sure how long the details will stretch. For now I'm going to guess three to four weeks.
Shuckle: I like how you arranged your poem.
Tepig: What?
Shuckle: It looks a lot like the spade on cards when you center it on Microsoft Word.
Me: Provided you stop the lines at the right time.
Tepig: Bye!