Hey again, guys! This idea and the next chapter's idea involve the same theory: the HM move Fly. They were inspired by the comments and pic made by morganchan on Deviantart. The pic is here if you want to see it: http:// morganchan. deviantart. com/ art/ Pidgey-Express-47604805 (take out the spaces).
Yes, I will most likely stick with using Sharran and David until I get bored of them and make new trainers to use in my torturous drabbles. *evil smile* I hope you enjoy this and the next few chapters involving strange uses of HMs. Suggestions would be nice, too. Onto the story!
Chapter 2: Poor, Poor Starly
"Sharran, I'm tired of walking." David complained. "Why don't we fly the rest of the way to Canalave City?"
"I wish we could but I'm pretty sure none of my Pokemon can use Fly, David." Sharran grumbled.
"Don't you have a Flying-type Pokemon?" David asked.
"Yes, just my little Starly,"
"Oh, great!" David complained.
These two trainers were forced to walk through the bitter cold as they tried to travel to Canalave City from Snowpoint City. The snow was hitting them hard and numbness was setting in. And, to make things even worse, night was falling over the land of Sinnoh. Basically, Sharran and David were having a very bad day.
"Why not just try it?" David suggested.
"Fine, if it'll shut you up!" Sharran growled, picking up Starly's Poke Ball and the Fly HM.
"I'll shut up when we get to Canalave!" David barked back. "And get out of this freaking cold! Ugh…I can't feel my nose anymore, darn it!"
"Good for you," Sharran muttered.
The HM glowed and Starly chirped playfully. Her PokeDex pinged, prompting her to pick it up. "Congratulations! Your Starly learned the move Fly!" it reported.
"Holy...it actually can learn it." Sharran giggled. "David, we've got our ticket out of here!"
"Finally! What did I tell you?" David laughed. "Let's move it! This blizzard's getting worse!"
"Right! Starly, use Fly to Canalave City!" Sharran ordered.
The tiny bird grabbed the pair's sleeves in both claws, squawking an affirmative. Raising her wings, she flapped them and dispersed the snow flying all around them momentarily. Pumping her wings, Starly hauled the two Pokemon trainers off of the ground…
David sweat-dropped. "You're kidding…right? This is all the higher she can carry us?"
"Uh…" Sharran sweat-dropped, too.
They were hovering only three or four inches off of the ground and making little progress. But Starly refused to give up, flapping her wings as she headed toward the direction of Canalave City.
"This is gonna be one long flight," David said.
"Maybe we should've just walked." Sharran muttered.
Two hours later…
The elders and young children turned to watch in surprise as the tiny Starly came through carrying the two trainers by their sleeves. A few kids pointed and laughed, causing Sharran's shame to grow.
"My, what are you two doing?" Cynthia's grandmother asked.
"Going to Canalave City," David replied. "But I don't think we're gonna be there for quite a while."
"Why don't you switch flying Pokemon?" the elder asked.
"Starly won't let us go," David answered.
"Is something wrong with Sharran?"
"Nah! She's just ashamed," David chuckled.
Sharran continued to hang her head in shame. I'm so sorry, Starly. Please don't hate me. I didn't know, really. Sooooooorry!
One week later…
Starly finally dropped her load and fell into Sharran's lap, her tiny wings aching. They had made it into Canalave City at long last. One week of flying was all it took to get there. And who just-so-happened to be waiting for them? Canalave City Gym Leader Byron, of course.
"What took you two so long?" he asked.
"Starly was the only Flying-type Pokemon Sharran had on her, so we had to have her fly us here." David explained.
"On that little thing?" Byron pointed at the Starly. "You're kidding! I thought you had a Staraptor on you, David."
"I do?" David checked his Poke Balls and found his Staraptor. "Oh, I do!"
"What?!" Sharran glared at him while cradling her poor Starly in her arms.
"Uh…I guess I forgot thanks to the cold. Sorry?" David slowly started to back away.
"Byron, could you hold her for a second?" Sharran asked, holding her Starly out to him.
"Uh…sure?" Byron took the tiny bird.
Sharran cracked her knuckles. "You lousy, good-for-nothing LIAR!!" she screamed.
"WHAAAA!!" David ran away as fast as he could.
"I'LL KILL YOU FOR MAKING MY POOR STARLY SUFFER LIKE THAT, DAVID!!" She tore off after him instantly.
"I'M SORRY!!"
"NO, YOU'RE NOT!!"
"SOMEBODY HELP ME!!"
"DIE!!"
"WHAAAA!!"
Byron sighed and shook his head. "How lucky those two are to be so young." He laughed.
Roark tapped his father on the shoulder. "Uh, dad? I kinda…tore apart your gym during my training. Sorry?"
Byron growled, placing Starly on a nearby tree branch. "…ROARK!!"
"GAAAAH!!" Roark ran away as his father swung his shovel at his head. "I'M SORRY!!"
"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I'LL…!!"
"HELP!!"
Starly sighed and shook her head. "Ugh…humans are so weird. I'm glad I'm a Pokemon. Except for the fact that my wings feel like they'll fall off. I wonder why…?!"
The tiny bird, ignoring the pain in her wings, shot off like a rocket after David. "DAVID!!" Sharran and Starly both screamed.
As the sun began to set, we see the shadows of both Roark and David as they run for their lives from Sharran, Byron, and Starly. The Kricketune sing a joyous song as night falls, their background music being the screams of the two humans.
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Lol! I seem to have a fetish for making people chase each other at the end of these drabbles. Only this time, Byron and Roark join them! Lol!
Seriously, how can a tiny Starly (or Pidgey or Taillow) fly the trainer from town to town? They weigh less than ten pounds, for Arceus' sake! And the next chapter will only make things crazier. Some Pokemon can learn some pretty weird HM moves.
Felix, I will do your suggestion soon once I get this HM thing off my mind.
Once again, suggestions are welcome. I hope you enjoyed this. Please review!