Tent, sleeping bag, pillow, clothes, pyjamas, extra pair of socks in case the others got wet, same goes for that shirt with the Mightyena printed on the front of it, underwear, binder…
Skye slowly continued to go down his somewhat large check list that he had written to check up that he had all of his camping essentials. Everything he was bringing was spread across his bedroom floor and most of it clustered around him. This was the second time he was doing this.
Two rolls of duct tape, a box of matches, canister for water, three tupperware tubs filled with freshly wrapped food for himself and Chu (oh yeah, he was coming too), a small electrical lantern, pack of wet wipes, the sneaky additions of that little heater and that stove his parents purchased when they went camping back when he was a kid…
When he crossed out the last of his list, he sat back and sighed to himself. There was so much stuff. Did he really need all of that? It was only going to be two days, not two months. And he was going to have someone with years of traveling experience with him.
He wouldn't be going on his trip in the first place if it wasn't for Ash practically begging him to try being a traveling trainer at least once since Skye had once dreamed of being one while he was a child, but due to a certain accident, he went down the path of a breeder instead.
It had took quite a while for Skye to agree to going on a trip, though Ash was adamant that Skye should come back to Sinnoh with him for the remaining part of his journey there, but Skye somehow managed to get him to compromise that they would go on a weekend long trip together, but they would stay within Route 27 and be back at the ranch by the Monday afternoon.
They had planned this trip for a while now and just last night, Ash had video - called from the Pokémon Centre in Sunyshore City and that he said that he should be at the ranch by the noon the next day.
And now, it was noon the next day, so Skye was expecting him within the hour. That's why Skye was going through all of his stuff again. He didn't want to go on this trip unprepared in any aspect.
He had two bags, which was far better than the four he had in his first revision. The largest one was his necessities like his clothing and food, while the other was far smaller, but just as important. It was health supplies for Chu just in case anything bad happened. You never knew if something like a Beedrill decides to show up and poison Chu or Pikachu, or any other of Ash's Pokémon, or even worse, one of them.
That…wouldn't be a good thing. It wouldn't be a good thing for any of them to be poisoned! Or paralyzed. Or burned…
Skye stumbled to his feet to go get yet another bottle of Burn Heal when he heard the faint sound of excited yelling coming from outside of his bedroom window. At first, Skye froze in place, one foot hovering over his empty canteen, when he heard more muffled yelling.
Placing his foot down between the space between a set of folded clothes and some socks, he turned around to face the window, but as he was half the room away and with his short stature, he couldn't see who was outside. He was on the first story, so that didn't help either.
Skye's mouth made a faint line when he attempted to listen for the voice again. With the second yell, he was sure he had recognized the voice that called. It wasn't his parents and his brother had left for Unova for research weeks ago, so it wasn't any of his family. It didn't sound like a Pokémon either.
Confused, Skye did his best to not trip over one of his things to get to the bedroom door. It was a little hard, especially with his clumsy feet, but he made it without incident. No face plants today!
Pushing back the blinds to his window, he turned his gaze downward to see a teenage boy nearly bouncing on his feet just at the front of the house's roofed patio, so that he was in sight.
At his feet stood two yellow blobs and one of them; a smaller, but rounder version of the other; had one paw raised towards Skye's bedroom window and now, towards him too.
Guess ah shouldnae hiv worried aboot 'im bein' late, Skye thought as he unlocked the latch to his window and gently swung it open.
That sound, or the moment had caught the newcomer's attention instantly.
"Hey, Skye!" The boy greeted, frantically waving his arms up at the breeder. "You ready to go?"
Awready? He wants tae leave awready? Calm doon, Ash. It's no like we hiv da whole weekend tae spend explorin'…
Skye opened the window wider and with an amused grin, he leaned against the window sill and stuck his head out to speak to his friend.
"Heh, no yet-! Just aboot though." He chuckled. "Just gimme a couple eh minutes 'n ah'll hiv everythin' packed!"
He glanced over his shoulder to look at all of his belongings that were still strewn about his room floor. That mess was going to take longer than a couple of minutes.
"Okay, great!" Ash cheered.
At that, Skye saw his bedroom door slowly creak open and the slightly disgruntled face of his mother poked in.
"Skye, yir fri-" she stopped herself as she saw her son leaning out the window. Taking a step into Skye's room, she gave the tidy mess Skye had made a look before speaking again.
"…yir checkin' again? Skye, come oon, ah just packed yir bags dis mornin'."
Skye bowed his head awkwardly, mumbling an apology to her as she carefully stepped over the stuff he had unpacked to join him at the window.
When she stood beside her son, she frowned at the giddy teenager at the front door and she raised her voice to him.
"Excuse me, but it's rude tae disturb da peace!" She shouted, making Skye flinch at the volume she used. It looked like Ash did the same from his view point.
"Don't yae realize just how many babies yae could be upsettin'? Dis is a breedin' ranch, ya know!"
One of Ash's arms went behind his head and nervously laughed as he scratched the nape of his neck. "S-sorry, Mrs. Hunter! Won't happen again!" His voice had become more of a loud raspy whisper than anything. Skye saw Pikachu put a paw to his forehead.
Skye's mother's stiff shoulders sagged and she sighed loudly. "Come oon in den. Ah've made lunch."
Ash had quietened down quite a bit by the time he was given a plate of freshly prepared ham and cheese sandwiches by Skye's mother when he sat down at the Hunter dinner table. He gave Mrs. Hunter a polite 'thank you' as she looked at him.
The Murkrow haired boy gulped at the sight of the sandwiches and his stomach made a loud grumbling sound. He grinned a little. "Aha, guess I was more hungry than I thought…"
"Yae ate oon da way here, right?" Skye asked, raising an eyebrow as he prepared food for a very staved looking Chu, who was clawing desperately at his trouser leg. "Ya know, oon da plane?"
"Of course I did!" Ash snorted as he took off his gloves and took one of the sandwiches he had been offered. "The food on the plane…wasn't great," he grimaced. "we couldn't eat that much of it, it was that bad. Wasn't it, Pikachu?"
Pikachu, who had hopped onto the table to sit beside his trainer, nodded and pulled a disgusted expression and the fur along the back of his neck rose slightly.
Ash either shared his food wae Pikachu 'r da food fur Pokémon wis just as bad… Skye didn't know which one to pick. Heck, it might have been both options for all he knew. He would have probably done the same.
Then again, Chu would have eaten it all without a care of how it tasted. As long as it was food, he'd eat it without thinking.
Skye rolled his green eyes and seeing that the bowls he had been filling were full tot to the brim, he picked them both up and walked to the table. He set one of the bowls in front of Pikachu and when Chu scrambled frantically onto the table, he set the other bowl in front of him.
Pikachu smiled, clasping his paws together and chirped at Skye before taking a piece of food and started to eat. Chu had already buried his muzzle in his food by the time Skye sat himself down on the other side of the polished table.
"Ah'm sure ah could make better food dan wit dey serve oon planes." Skye said with a huff while his mother handed him his own lunch of two sausage – filled rolls. "'N yae know how bad ma cookin' is." He gave a small thanks to his mother and took a hearty bite of his lunch.
Ash laughed. "I think you would-!" He smiled at Pikachu when the electric mouse cooed happily as he eat his lunch. Seeing that his Pokémon was happy with his meal, the trainer turned his attention back to Skye.
"…you do great with Pokémon food though."
Skye just shrugged as he chewed. He knew he did okay, but he never thought he did great. The brunet nodded at Ash's hand with the sandwich in it.
If yae don't start eatin' dat soon, Mum's gonna end up glarin' it yae even mare, mister…
Ash had began to pout at Skye's casual dismissal to his praise, but he eyed his sandwich and his stomach groaned again. Skye nearly choked on his second bite of his lunch when he bared witness to Ash wolf down the sandwich as if it was nothing. Well, that was unexpected. And sort of scary.
Okay, Skye thought he had seen everything when it came to eating. Ash had proved him wrong there.
It's just…gone.
"Mmh! That tastes really good!" Ash beamed, turning his head to look into the neighbouring room that was the kitchen, directing his praise to the woman inside. "This tastes way better than those stupid riceballs we had on the way here!
Skye's mother was still in the kitchen, waiting on something that was sizzling in a pan on the stove. She looked as if her soul just jumped out of her and her mouth had opened, which she shut as soon as she had been spoken to.
"Umm, thank you, Ash…" Mrs. Hunter said slowly. "It's nothin' really."
Just as shocked as me den. Skye commented to himself as he slowly went through his filled roll.
Wit ir even in those sandwiches? Ash is actin' as if dey're da Combee's knees. While Skye finished off the rest of his first roll, he narrowed his eyes to get a better look at what his mother had served his friend.
Just looks like a buttered ham 'n cheese sandwich tae me. Ah cin see tomato in der, but nothin' else…wiz dat breakfast oon da plane really dat bad? Never eat airline ricebaws den.