Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the characters...oh ya! i don't own Beauty and the Beast either Misty- 19 Duplica- 19 Daisy- 24 Violet- 22 Lily- 21 Brock- 21 Reggie- 24 Paul- 17 Rudy- 20 "talking" 'thinking' Chapter 1 - Not Like the Others The day was like any other day, the sun had just come up giving the sky hints of orange against its bluish tones. Birds were chirping and flying about. A little house sat on a small hill, a single tree just a few feet away and a water wheel on the other side, where a small stream ran, that attached to the house. This is where four sisters lived, the Waterflower sisters, or rather the Sensational Sisters as they were better known as. The eldest had long blond hair and was very beautiful, she was known as Daisy. The second eldest had long violet hair and was also beautiful, her name was Violet. The third eldest sister was known as Lily and she had long pink hair and like her other two sisters, beautiful. Then there came the youngest of the four sisters, her name was Misty. Misty was considered to be more boyish than her elder sisters and refused to primp like they did every day. So Misty kept her long, orange hair back in a loose blue ribbon and kept to books and the outdoors rather than a mirror and boutiques like her sisters. For this reason Misty was known more for her brains, rather than her beauty, and her stubborn personality. Yes, her and her sisters lived alone, no parents to speak of. Misty didn't even remember her childhood. Her sisters said she had apparently struck her head while playing out in the woods and when she finally awoke, she had no recollection of her past, aside from who she was and her sisters. From what Misty was told her parents were very loving and kind and cared for their children dearly but they had somehow "vanished". Misty tried so very hard to remember her life from before, but each time she tried her head would hurt so badly she became quite ill. Her sisters told her not to force the memories to return and that in time all would become clear once more. So Misty did as she was told in order to not worry her sisters further and went about her life as normally as she could. And it is here that the story truly begins. "I'm going!" Misty shouted as she made her way out of her little house. She had her hair tied loose as usual as she wore a light blue dress, nothing special of course; it was just the plain old everyday dress. Misty had the long sleeves of the dress rolled up to her elbows, which was not quite a normal thing for a girl to do, but she kept the "girly" look of her dress being off the shoulders revealing a little skin a couple inches below the collar bone. A simple blue necklace in the shape of a drop of water lay ever so gently around Misty's neck, her sisters had one just the same, but Misty would always be found wearing it no matter what the occasion. "Like be back soon Baby Sister!" Lily shouted from the door frame. "And like be safe too!" Daisy waved at her youngest sister as she went towards the town for her daily errands. Soon enough the door was shut as Misty continued her walk towards the town. However she stopped suddenly when she came to the bridge that went across a stream. 'Come on now Misty, what's there to be afraid of? It's just water, and there's a bridge that you know is sturdy because you've crossed it many times before. Come on, you can do it!' Misty encouraged herself as she took a deep breath and crossed the bridge releasing her breath once she made it across. "Did it." Misty smiled to herself as she began again towards the town once more. Misty never knew why she was afraid of the water. Sure she could handle the small stream of water by her house, and when taking a bath, but when meeting with anything larger than the small stream that she knew she would get really nervous. Misty couldn't even bring herself to go to the piers where they sold the fresh fish because of how close she would be to the ocean. "Now let's see, Daisy wanted me to get some fruit, and Violet and Lily both wanted something from the bakery." Misty began counting her fingers going over the things in her head that she needed to get. She went to the market first looking for anything that looked good. 'The watermelons seem to be quite good this season. Maybe some apples too.' Misty began looking over the fruit to make sure they were the best she could get. Choosing just one of the smaller looking watermelons that would be easy to carry and six apples that she put in a wicker basket, Misty set off to the bakery for some fresh bread. "Good day Misty. It's such a pleasure to see you this morning." The baker smiled as Misty came in with her basket of apples in one hand and a sack that contained the watermelon in the other. "Good morning Reggie, it's nice to see you this morning too." Misty smiled back "So is there anything special I can get for you this morning? Or is it the usual?" "The usual please." "Are you sure, we got some fresh apple turnovers in the back that just came out from the oven." Reggie said hoping for Misty to take something different today rather than her usual loaf of bread and a couple of muffins. "No, I'm afraid not this time. Maybe tomorrow? They do smell quite delicious." Misty smiled apologetically as Reggie handed her the usual. "Well that would be great! And maybe Paul here can take over for a while so I can join you for a break." "Not a chance, I got my own work to do and I rather not do yours." Paul said as he came out from the kitchen and set the turnovers in a fancy display. "Relax little brother; I can do my own work too." Reggie chuckled as he ruffled Paul's hair. "Feh. Good morning Misty." Paul swatted his brother's hand away and gave Misty an acknowledging nod. "Morning Paul." Misty chuckled as Paul made his way back to the kitchen. "Well I'll see you tomorrow then!" "Right, and don't forget the turnovers." Misty waved goodbye as she left the bakery. "Don't worry I won't. And they'll be fresh ones too!" Reggie waved back as Misty was soon out the door. "Well, I got the fruit and bread all that's left is the book shop." Misty brightened up when she thought of going to the shop and finding a book that was filled with adventure or mystery or romance or even all three! "Good morning!" Misty happily said as she entered the shop and saw the shop keeper Brock. "Misty! Good morning! I can't believe you're back again. You finished this book so quickly compared to the others." Brock came off a ladder that leaned against one of the many book shelves. "Well I just couldn't put it down. The mystery of it all was so thrilling I wanted to hurry up and find out what happened at the end." Misty squealed as she thought of the book she was now returning. "I can tell you liked it. So are you looking for another book?" Brock walked to another shelf to put the book back in its rightful place as Misty followed close behind. "You bet I liked it. And yes, I would love another book! Is there another you recommend? That last one was just perfect." "Brock you're the best!" Misty said as she wrapped her arms around Brock's neck and hugged him with glee. "Haha, your welcome." Brock chuckled as he hugged Misty back. Misty took the book Brock had given her once out of the hug and grabbed her things as she made her way out and saying goodbye to her friend. It had been five years that Misty and her sisters had lived in that town…or at least five that she could remember. Reggie, the baker, was very kind and always knew what he was talking about when it came to pastries. After all, his family had own the shop for at least three generations. His brother Paul was kind in his own way, but it was hard to tell in the beginning whether or not he was just mean or had a quiet personality. Of course the wondering was put to rest when Misty discovered that Paul liked the flower shop girl, Dawn. Reggie, though, was easier to be around. He always had a kind smile and treated Misty like a little sister. But Misty found it hilarious whenever he became nervous around her sister Daisy, stuttering and blushing while talking to her. Brock was probably her closest guy friend. He was smart, kind, and always knew how to brighten her day…with a good book! One time she brought Daisy over to the shop and was happy that her sister took an interest in her little oasis, even if it was mainly due to Brock. 'She just loves tormenting that love sick boy'. Out of all the years that Misty had known Brock, he was never one to be able to get a person of the opposite sex. Sure Brock would get little hearts in his eyes whenever a beautiful woman caught his eyes, but he didn't necessarily receive the same affection in return. The same had happen with Daisy, however Daisy just thought of Brock as a little brother like Misty. So Brock's attempts were obviously to no reward, aside from Daisy and Misty's amusement at his determined personality. Misty began reading her new book as she walked back to her little house and never noticed, or in this case ignored, all the glances she was receiving. "That girl is sure an odd one. Reading books, she should be worrying more over her appearance." "Well maybe she's decided to become a scholar. After all, her sisters are the more beautiful ones." "Did you see her the other day? Chopping wood and climbing trees! I swear my heart almost gave way." "I did! That girl, she was practically covered in dirt and her hair was filled with twigs and leaves." "She should know better, standing out like that. It isn't becoming of a young lady to try to get attention like she does." "But of course! No man would marry a woman who always has her head in the clouds and her nose in a book." "Not to mention dirt in the nails." 'And no one likes a gossip. They should learn to mind their own business.' Misty thought annoyed. This always happened when she went to town which made the trip more tiresome than it needed to be. Misty knew that she wasn't as beautiful as her sisters, but there was no need for others to gossip about it, and there was no need for them to bring in marriage. "Misty! I'm talking to you!" Came a voice that Misty knew all too well. "Duplica, sorry. I must have not heard you." "Well that was obvious." Duplica huffed as she took Misty's sack that had the watermelon in it. "So was there something you wanted to tell me, or are you going to continue your shouts?" "Excuse me but I wasn't the one staring angrily at a book." "I was?" "You were. Anyhow, I figured you needed some help with your things. Seeing how you had a lot to carry." "Thanks, you're such a good friend Duplica." Misty smiled "Well of course I am." Duplica smiled back as her and Misty started talking about random subjects. "So you haven't run into Rudy yet have you?" Duplica asked with a quirk of a brow. "No, thankfully I haven't. He's sweet and all, but I just don't feel anything for him aside from a friend." "Poor boy, he just doesn't know when to quit does he." Duplica sighed as she thought of the boy in question. Rudy was one of the most handsome young, and eligible, men in the town, one that seemed to have a liking for Misty's elusive affections. But did that stop him from trying to win her heart? "Miss Misty, you're looking very beautiful this morning." 'Speak of the devil.' Thought both Misty and Duplica "Mr. Trovita, good morning to you too." Misty politely smiled back "What seems to be going on this fine day? I would think someone such as yourself, would be taking her time and enjoying this beautiful day rather than running errands and confining oneself to the indoors." Rudy replied smiling. Rudy Trovita, a man that any woman would love to have ogling over them, but not Misty. Mahri was his adorable little sister, and apparently loved visiting Misty and looked to her as a big sister. This didn't help the fact that Rudy was chasing after her, sure she loved Mahri as her own little sister, but she didn't like Rudy's continuous flirting when she had already declined his previous advancements. 'I assume rejection is not in his vocabulary.' Misty sighed to herself knowing full well that Rudy also did not like the fact that she preferred books and the outdoors over other things a woman of her age would, or should, otherwise be doing. "We were just heading back actually." Duplica chimed in, making her presence known. "Miss Imite, so sorry, I do apologize for not noticing sooner. May I help with the sack?" Rudy apologetically smiled as he held out his hand to take the sack that Duplica had taken from Misty earlier on. "It's alright Mr. Trovita, I can manage myself thank you." Duplica quipped as she returned her focus to the road. Duplica Imite was Misty's only friend, who was actually a girl, in the entire town. They could both easily relate, being both on the boyish side and independent where other woman rather be dote upon. "Well we rather not take up the rest of your time Mr. Trovita, but we must be off. I can't keep my sisters waiting, excuse us." Misty kindly smiled hoping that Rudy would leave her and Duplica before Duplica decided to play a trick on him, for she was also known for playing tricks, much like young boys were. "Oh it's quite alright, I like the company! Are you sure you do not require any assistance? I'd be more than happy to help." Rudy tried in his last attempts to stay with Misty a little longer. "It's fine Mr. Trovita, we'll manage fair. Thank you and good day." Misty smiled as she and Duplica made their way out from the town and towards Misty's home. Finally arriving home, and after having another encouragement to go over the bridge, Mist and Duplica placed their things on a small table in the kitchen. All was quite, aside from the rummaging that Misty and Duplica were making, and then the usual hustle and bustle set in. "Like finally, you were gone for hours!" Lily exclaimed as she took the loaf of bread and started to slice it. "Misty, like what took you so long? There obviously wasn't like that much we asked for." Violet came in as she took a muffin and began cutting it into bit size pieces to eat. "Well it looks like you stopped by someplace else too, right Baby Sister." Daisy winked. "I wasn't gone for that long, and yes, I did stop by the book shop on my way back." Misty huffed as she made her way to the sitting room with her new book. "Like Duplica you don't have to do that." Daisy started as she saw Duplica cutting up the watermelon. "Daisy, it's alright. I do this sort of thing for my Papa all the time. Trust me; you wouldn't want him handling a knife with those shaky hands of his." Duplica chuckled as Daisy took a piece of the fruit that had just been cut. Soon everyone was in the sitting room with Misty. Lily was eating her sliced bread with jam as she sat in a chair that was covered in pink flowers and woodwork that showed vines going up the sides of the legs and arms of the chair. Violet sat in an identical chair at the other end of a table that shared the same vines as Lily's chair. She sat doing needle work of a purple iris, a look of concentration adorning her face. On the couch that was placed in front of the table and had the perfect view of the fireplace sat Daisy and Duplica. Daisy was sipping tea while she talked to Violet and Lily about upcoming events and other news of the town. Duplica on the other hand was playing with a deck of cards, twirling them about in her hands and shuffling them every so often. In front of the fireplace and on the other side of the table sat Misty on the floor reading her book, flipping through the pages quite quickly that she appeared to be more than halfway done. "So like there's this festival coming up in the town on the other side of the forest. It's said that this particular festival is where the so called Eevee Brothers first started out before their horse breeding business grew. Also that's like where Lorelei Sevii is said to be." Daisy clapped happily after she set down her cup of tea. "Like are you serious Daisy? Ms. Lorelei, that famous author?" Lily asked taking a bite of her bread. "Why is she at a festival, shouldn't she be at some university talking about some scholarly nonsense." Violet came in as she kept her eyes focused on her needle work. "Oh! I heard about that. It's supposed to be a demonstration for women in particular, something that involves clothes or what not." Lily smiled happily as she took another bite. "What about those Eevee Brothers? Why are they called that anyway?" Duplica asked after sitting quietly for so long. "I think it's supposed to be like some nickname they received while working at the festival. Something about different kinds of foxes, I don't like know for certain. Still I hear they're rather cute." Daisy giggled to herself. "Daisy, you think almost every boy is cute." Misty finally joined the conversation; after all they were talking about the person who she looked up to most. Lorelei Sevii was a woman that had become famous for being a scholar, giving lectures throughout the region on subjects from history to English. She had even written a few books and was now traveling to kingdoms to give lectures to those who could not come to her. Also, Ms. Sevii was said to be dabbling in the art of fashion, which had brought attention to her sisters. "Any who, I was thinking we could go to the festival and see what it's all about. Who knows? Maybe next year we could like be there showing our products and ideas." Daisy ignored Misty's comment as she talked to her other two sisters again. "Oh! We could put on a performance! We haven't done a play in soooo long Daisy. I've been becoming like quite depressed over it." Lily pleaded as she looked at her elder sister. "Lily is right. We haven't performed in like so long! We should go to the festival and like find out if we could join, even if for a moment." Violet looked to Daisy as well hoping that her sister would say what she and Lily wanted to hear most. "Well I don't see the harm in it. But like what should we do about Misty?" Daisy looked at her littlest sister as if she somehow knew what to do. "Daisy, you know I rather not go to the festival." "Yes I know, but what about Ms. Lorelei? Don't you like want to go and see her?" "Although I would love to on any other occasion, but since she is not giving one of her regular lectures or demonstrations I feel it would be better if I stayed home instead of being a bother to the rest of you." Misty stated hoping that the answer would suffice enough for Daisy's wondering. "Oh, but Baby Sister, we just can't like leave you here by yourself. What if something were to like happen to you? I would feel most troubled if anything were to like happen." Daisy fought back; after all it was the eldest sister's job to make sure that her baby sister was safe, that's what Daisy thought at least. "Daisy I could stay with Misty, I know Papa wouldn't mind." Duplica knew that Daisy rather not leave Misty by herself but if she offered to stay with her, Misty was sure to get her way. "Well that would like be a bit more comforting." Daisy mumbled as she considered Duplica's proposal. "Alright, like how about this, Duplica can stay but I like want Brock to come and make sure that you girls are doing okay." "That's fine Daisy, I don't mind. So when do you all plan to leave?" Misty closed her book and got up from her spot on the floor as she put her book on one of the shelves on the wall of the room. "Tomorrow." Daisy sipped her tea as Lily and Violet squealed with excitement. "Tomorrow? Daisy do you mean to tell me you had this planned all along. I mean tomorrow? And you just told me today!" Misty was frustrated, her sisters tended to do this type of thing and she was never happy about it. Misty's elder sisters always left without much notice and always left her behind. This was no different even with her consent. "Like calm down Misty." Violet and Lily said in unison as Daisy set down her tea on the table. "Misty like we would be leaving tomorrow either way, just because I told you a little later doesn't mean you have to make a big deal out of it." Daisy reasoned. "Well Baby Sister, like it or not we are like going. End of discussion." Daisy got up from the couch as she made her way over to the stairs that led to the bedrooms. "Come along girls, we must like start our packing if we want to be able to leave at an opportune hour." Violet and Lily set down their things on the table and followed Daisy up the stairs to their room. As soon as they were out of site Misty made her way to the couch to sit by Duplica who had resumed playing with her cards. "Well it looks like you lost that battle Misty." Duplica chuckled as Misty sighed and began to rub her temples with her hands. "This happens all the time yet they still don't understand what I'm telling them do they?" "I think it's less about not understanding as it is not caring." Duplica put her cards on the table as she got up and made her way to the front door. "Well I better go now and get my things prepared. I'll be back before the end of the day so try not to get too frustrated while I'm gone." Duplica smiled as she opened the door and started to head out. "Alright then, I will see you later on in the evening. But I make no promise to that last statement!" Misty called out after her friend as she soon closed the door. 'This is going to be a long day.' Misty sighed as she made her way to the back of the house where a back door was and headed out. 'Well' Misty thought, 'spending some time chopping the wood will surely help with my frustration.'
"I knew you would like it, you like just about anything as long as it doesn't have horror or a sad ending in it. I mean you've been coming to my shop for a couple of years now, so I hope that I know what you like to read. Here I recommend this one next. It's quite the book. A charming prince, an adventures girl, and a mystery that needs to be solved; you'll love it." Brock winked as he handed Misty her new book.
"Well I hear that she decided to take a break from those lectures she's been so famous to give and went out on a tour for some sort of demonstration." Daisy argued back taking a sip of her tea.
"Of course it does Daisy; you can't just think that whenever you plan to go on a trip."
Author's Note: Hey ya'll! so whatcha think? ^_^ it took me awhile but i got this one done. don't worry there's more to come...slowly but surely...in the mean time i hope you enjoy it. Oh! and i haven't forgotten about Misty's attitude/personality, her fiery temper will make its self clearly known in later chapters, along with some other things that will come eventually ;) anyway, please tell me what ya think, i love to hear from ya'll...well i gotta work on a different chapter, it's taking awhile cuz i gotta work out all the kinks so until next time!
- Calico ;-P