Molly's Adventures In Wonderland
Molly H./Me S.
Chapter 2: Skitty
"Hello!" A Rattata greeted Molly. "How're you?"
The Rattata's head bobbed up and down in the water as Molly tried to respond through the water herself. "Awful! Just Awful! All I wanna do is see May and her pokemon!" She cried, swimming alongside the Rattata.
"Who's May?" He asked. He didn't give her time for an answer, though. "What kind of pokemon does she have?"
"She has a darling little Skitty! One of the cutest things I've ever seen!" Molly said dreamily.
Molly then glanced at the Rattata. It looked deeply offended and terrified. It then swam as fast as it could, away from her.
"Wait!" Molly cried, trying to catch up.
The water then started to disperse, and Molly was left standing on the shore of what seemed to be a large island. Different pokemon were scattered around her, all her height. There were many bird pokemon and Rattata, but the one she had upset was nowhere to be seen.
"Now I'm all wet!" Molly sighed, looking at her strange dress.
"I propose we hold a race to dry off!" A Staravia announced. He drew a large circle in the sand. "This is our race track!"
Nobody held objection. They all planted their feet on the track and ran.
After quite a few laps, Molly fell over in exaustion, happy she was dry. "Who's the winner?" She asked, curiously.
"I say we're all the winners! It's an eightteen way tie!" The Staravia announced. "You have prizes, yes?" He asked Molly.
"Wha-?" She looked confused as she thought over what he just said. She checked her pockets desprately for something, and came up with a bag of cookies. She handed one to each racer and, in the end, had none left for herself. Not that she really cared that much, though. It would make her grow thirty feet, for sure.
"You know," She said, "Running around like that reminds me of playing with my friend's older sister's Skitty!" She laughed.
Everyone gasped and ran for their lives. "Wait!" Molly had called after them, "What'd I do?" She stood up, her shoulders hunched, her spirits low. She trudged into the forest, where most the pokemon ran.
DREAMSHIPPING
It was Molly's mumbling that brought Max away from his speech. He looked up into the tree to see Molly fast asleep. Her face was angelic in the soft light of the lowering sun. She had a small frown plastered on her face, as if something had deeply upset her.
Max smiled and looked up at the sky. The sun was near ready to set. He got up and started to unpack some things for a campsite. His Ralts hopped off his shoulder and stood in front of him, placing his arms over his stomach dramaticly, obviously showing he was hungry.
Max smiled as he handed Ralts the tin of pokemon food. After releasing the rest of his own pokemon, he went through Molly's bag to release hers, being very careful not to wake her.
The camp was completely set up very shortly, but it would still be a while before it got dark. Max decided that he would let Molly sleep there for a while, though. Max was more of a busy body when it came to traveling, while Molly got tired very easily. So she usually needed the rest.
DREAMSHIPPING
The forest was thick and confusing for Molly. She always relied on Max's PokeNav for this kind of thing. It was surprising when she finally came to a small clearing.
There was a wooden sign to the left that read 'The Hatter' and a sign to the right saying 'The Tailor'. Molly walked twords the path to the right, looking down on her strange dress.
"I wouldn't go that way if I were you." A female child-like voice rang out.
Molly whipped her head all around in search of the voice. It was when she looked up she saw a Skitty sitting up in the tree between the signs. It had a wide grin plastered on its face and had its head propped up against its arms, lounging on the branch.
"Why not?" She asked, looking at her sternly.
"Because he's mad." The Skitty said simply.
"Okay then." Molly said, turning twords the path of 'The Hatter'.
"Well, he's mad, too." The Skitty announced, his grin getting a bit wider.
Molly huffed and stomped her foot. "But I don't wanna be with crazy people!" She cried.
"Then why are you here?" She asked Molly.
Molly sighed, "For that stupid Bunery in a waistcoat!"
The Skitty then asked, "Why?"
"Because I'm curious!" She exclaimed, "Is there anyone in this world that isn't crazy?"
The Skitty then snickered. "Nope." She replied, "We're all mad here." Her body slowly started dissapearing, leaving only the stretched out grin.
Molly huffed again and walked down the way to The Hatter.
"Mary-Ann what are you doing out here?" Molly heard a voice say. She stopped walking and turned around to see the Bunery hopping twords her. It was around the same height as her now.
"Who now?" She asked, extrememly confused.
The rabbit pokemon seemed to ignore the question. "Run home and get me a set of gloves and a fan for the Dutchess." He said, pointing to an unmarked path east of him. "Oh, won't she have a fit when I'm late. Executon for sure!" He then went back to addressing Molly, "Go on now!" He ushered.
"Why?" She asked, rather tired and sore.
The Bunery then wrinkled his nose. "Why, I've never had such a disobediant housemaid!" He exclaimed.
"But I'm not your housemaid!" Molly replied, frustrated. She looked down on the Bunery slightly, only to see he was shoving her in the direction of the path.
Molly let out her final huff for this chapter. "Fine!" She seethed as she hurried down the path.
Does Molly seem like a brat to anyone? I'm trying not to interpret her that way, but it seems to be coming out like that...
Reviews please!
Toodles~!