A/N: Finally, the first episode begins! Thank you to all who reviewed me!
secret admirer: Yeah, it happens. Sorry 'bout that.
god'schild777: Thanks for the review, and thanks for the verse. I think you'll find I put it to good use.
pidgebot: You thought "Willow Willow" was funny? (evil laughter)
ohiowriter: I'll do my best. This one may be a little less funny. The real fun will begin when Willow gets her... you'll see.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. Emperor Pspenguin the psychotic penguin owns everything and will someday take over world with his army of Pspanda.
PS: I got the "Clefairy" idea from pidgebot. Check her story if you want to know!
Episode 1
Willow stepped out of the line and looked around the lunchroom. She had grown to be tall and slender, her hair was brown like her mothers and straight like her fathers. She currently had it put up in a ponytail that stopped about the middle of her shoulders. She wore a pair of faded jeans and a green Aerodactyl and Mitch t-shirt with a Chimchar on it. She also wore a black sting on which hung a fair sized washer. This she kept tucked inside her shirt. She appeared confused as she stared at a table where sat three guys and two girls. They wore mostly black with a bit of leather thrown in here or there. The tallest of the guys was tuning an electric guitar and one of the girls was writing something down. Probably lyrics.
"Hey, Dot Com!"
Willow turned to see her friends Candy and Andrew waving her to another table. She smiled and walked over to them.
"Tell me you didn't ask for seconds," Candy said as Willow sat down. She had china blue eyes and long red hair that she nearly always wore in braids. She wore a black t-shirt featuring the group Poison Sting, and a pair of Marowak Skull earrings, the only credits to the adorable girl's true nature.
Willow looked down at her tray and groaned when she noticed, with dismay, that along with her Watmel berries and chocolate pudding, the lunch lady had, once again, given her a second helping of meat. Today's special was fried Whoknowswhat? smothered with Whatsitmadeof? gravy. At least, that's what Willow and her friends called it.
"Sometimes I wish The Munchlax didn't like me so much," Willow complained. The Munchlax was Franny, their very excitable cafeteria lady.
"Is that moving?" asked Andrew. He was a tall blonde with steel-grey eyes. He wore a red t-shirt that said, "Go Long Farfetch'd High," and naturally featured a Farfectch'd, their school mascot.
"Eww!" squealed Candy, jumping up on her chair. Realizing Andrew was only kidding she began to smack him in the back of the head.
"Oww!"
"That was gross Ritalin," she screeched, still hitting the poor blonde, "Whose bright idea was it to induct you anyway?!"
"Yours," said Willow, "and speaking of which, why are The Loudreds sitting at the Nicknamer's table?"
"Basher wanted to switch," explained Andrew as he fended Candy off with a chair.
The Loudreds were a band made up of the kids at the table Willow had been watching earlier. There was Vance, the guitarist, whom Willow and friends called "Strings", Kyle, the drummer, a.k.a "Basher", Emily on keyboard or "Chords", Nina, the vocalist and lyricist or "Lyrics", and finally there was Ryan on sound, a.k.a "Stereo". They were one of the few "cliques" at their school that excepted Willow and her friends.
"Okay, whatever," said Willow, "this is the new official Nicknamer's table until otherwise stated. Let's begin the meeting. Hershey, take the minutes."
Candy continued to beat up Andrew.
"HERSHEY!"
"Huh?" Candy said pausing mid swing.
"Focus!"
Candy let go of Andrew, who dropped unceremoniously to the floor. Then she took out a notebook and wrote the date down on the first blank page.
"I now call to order this meeting of The Nicknamers club," said Willow.
The Nicknamers Club was something Candy and Willow had started in middle school when all of their friends had left them to go on Pokemon journeys. After that they found they had three things in common, faith in Jesus Christ, a love for Pokemon, and unfortunate names. Candy's full name was Candy Snickers Barr. She and Willow decided to give each other nicknames in an effort to have the "first laugh". Willow nicknamed Candy "Hershey" and Candy nicknamed Willow "Dot Com". They found nicknaming things to be so much fun that they decided to form a club whose sole purpose was nicknaming things. Thus the Nicknamers club was born. Its only members had been Candy and Willow until high school where they met Andrew who had attended a different middle school. His full name was Andrew David Derikson. Upon discovering this, and realizing this made his initials A.D.D, Candy insisted he be inducted into the club. Once inducted, they nicknamed him Ritalin.
Willow and Andrew found they had one more thing in common. Candy wanted to be a Pokemon Pharmacist. This meant she had to finish high school and go through Pharmacy school and so was unable to go on a Pokemon journey. Willow and Andrew on the other hand, hadn't gone on their journey because, quite frankly, their parents wouldn't let them. Both Andrew's Mom and Willow's Dad felt the two were not "mature" enough to go out on their own. Willow was beginning to get desperate, even going so far as to tell her father she'd let him pick her starter.
"Let Mr. I have to carry note cards to remember the names of all my Pokemon pick your starter?" Candy had said, "You are desperate!"
"All right," said Willow, "any upcoming church events to be aware of?"
"For once, no," said Andrew.
"Not at mine," said Candy.
"None for me either," said Willow, "Other events?"
"Rabid Lopunny concert next month!" exclaimed Andrew.
"As if you haven't been reminding us for the past week and a half," said Candy, smacking him in the back of the head again, "Nothing on my end."
"Well, my parents and I are celebrating my birthday this Friday," said Willow, "Mom says you guys can come over for cake and ice cream."
"Sweet!" said Candy.
"Ritalin, read the devotion please," said Willow.
Andrew opened his Bible and read.
"I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. Philippians 4:13"
Pondering this verse, they prayed and ended the meeting.
Andrew ended up eating most of Willows fried Whoknowswhat?.
--Poké--Poké--Poké--
"Happy Birthday!" said Candy as Willow opened her gift.
"Ooh! It's so cuute!" she squealed holding up a Spinda Poke Doll.
Andrew snickered.
"What's so funny?" demanded Candy.
"You two are so girly!" he exclaimed.
"Says Clefairy boy," Candy retorted.
Andrews face turned bright red. This was his deepest secret. He loved Clefairy more than anything in the world. After the teasing he'd gotten about it in Elementary school, he vowed never to tell another soul. Unfortunately, when he and Willow had gone on a camping trip with Candy's parents, they overheard him talking in his sleep and, after some friendly questioning (Candy threatened to beat him to a pulp if he didn't tell.) he revealed the secret. The girls promised not to tell a soul, but still teased him about it on occasion.
Willow set the Spinda Poke Doll on the table where the rest of her presents lay. Andrew had given her an album by "Fallen, but not Forgotten", and a hat featuring the same group, her mother had given her a travel bag and a black t-shirt, each with a Poke Ball on the front, (Willow thought this a rather cruel joke, all things considered.) and her grandparents had given her a card along with 5000 PokéYen. Usually her father gave her tickets to a Pokemon Contest (He seemed to think this made up for her not getting to be a trainer.) however, this year he had given her a mechanical pencil and a small notepad instead. Like the travel bag and t-shirt, the notepad had a Poke Ball on the front. This slightly irritated Willow, but she didn't show it.
"Well, I guess that's it," Willow said, seeing no more presents.
"Not quite," said her father, clearing his throat. He went to the closet and took out a pink box with green stripes. It was marked "From Mom and Dad".
"Your father and I have been discussing your desire to be a Pokemon trainer," said Willow's mom with a smile, "Your recent arguments have been very convincing, and your father and I have agreed that you should go."
"Oh Mommy!" Willow exclaimed, eyes shining.
"However," said her father, "there are a few conditions." He set the box down in front of Willow.
Willow grinned eagerly. She knew what it was, what it had to be. She lifted the lid and looked inside. She was right! It was a shiny new…
Willow's eyes widened when the realization hit her. It wasn't a Poke Ball, it was a Poke…
She fell backwards out of her chair. Andrew stepped forward and looked inside the box.
"What… is that?"
A/N:
Phyllis: It's a...
Pspenguin: (smacks Phyllis) You fool! Do not tell them!
Phyllis: (groveling) Sorry Master Pspenguin!
Pspenguin: You'd better be! (points to readers) Review this chapter, or feel my wrath!
PS: BTW, I am having trouble coming up with a name for this episode. I suppose it's a bit early, but if you could offer some suggestions...