(A/N: I forgot to say this earlier, but I only own the PC (Pokemon Council) but not Pokemon. I own Marill, Pikabubbles, Chikoreta, (spelled wrong on purpose) and Bellossom. And the rest of the Council members. It's usually three pages on Word, so if that's referred to, you know what I mean now. I usually have different fonts and colors, but it doesn't show up on Fanfiction. Oh well. But usually this font is Bradley Hand and Marill's is Forte. Continuing...)

Pikachububbles Ikachu Pichu

Yesterday, Combi left. Marill and I were sad. Wait! I know you are already asking questions. (Although I think Marill already answered most of them for me.) Such as questions with who, what, when, where, why, and how in them. But just in case you didn't feel like reading Marill's story, I'll tell you. If you know it, just skim on down a couple lines. I won't be offended.

Mariel Azurill Arill, or Marill, is my best friend. She is an orphan, while I am not. My dad happens to be the leader of the Pokémon Council. The Pokémon Council consists of 26 people of all ages. We try to solve problems. My dad, Raichu Pikachu Pichu, is famous. So happens he likes the name Fatty Fatty Bom Bom. I am already married, which I think Marill didn't notice, so LISTEN UP, EVEN IF YOU ALREADY READ MARILL'S ENTRY. I am married to a Pikachu. Pikaka, or, as all call him, Fatty Fatty Chu Chu. Okay, that's enough. If you want to know more, back track first. If you don't get something, sorry dude, can't help. Fatty Fatty Bom Bom was having a little trouble with filing stuff away. So the Quiet Girls WAIT! I haven't told you about us Quiet Girls. We are a separate organization from the Pokémon Council, but we are part of the Pokémon Council. There are four of us. We are Mariel Azurill Arill, Pikachububbles Ikachu Pichu, (Me! I like to be called Pikabubbles, though) Chikoreta Chiko Ikoreta, and Bellossom Allossom Ollossom. The four of us are best buds and we just like doing things on our own. I'm proud to say the Quiet Girls idea was mine. I take after my father. Or, as my friends say. Anyway, the Quiet Girls had a big job to do. We were setting up files. We were all a little cranky because FFCC had woken up this morning hollering, "TODAY IS SATURDAY! NO SCHOOL TODAY! LET'S HAVE FUN!!" He was so loud, every one heard him. Well, except Big Fatty, still fast asleep. So after we were done, it was sit around time. That was before we realized it was Saturday, and it was time to go to our old house's attic to discuss our own private Keep Away from Ratty thoughts. We all bounded up to the pink door, unlocked it, and bounded some more. When we all finally reached our spidery spot, we sat, panting and out of breath. We were planning our next party. (Don't get it? You know what I said. GO BACK TO MARILL'S ENTRY) If you do, great. We had to think of things sweet Meggie, Chikoreta's dad, could still do in his wheelchair. It wasn't easy at first, but then we finally got out board games that Meggie could DEFINETLY play. Not too hard, either, to make sure his condition won't be harmed, since he hasn't been feeling well lately. We didn't have a party last week since Combi left and all. Meggie is a great person to talk to. Orphans in the Council, like Bellossom and Marill have my father for a guardian. After that, we went out, and Todidile was standing outside! Boy Council members aren't supposed to go into the Girls house, like Girls don't go into the Boys' house, so we were surprised when Todidile said, "There you are! Where have you been? I was about to go into the Girls' house to look for you!" "Todidile!" we all shouted. Todidile announced that it was checkup time. Todidile is a great doctor (He's good enough to be the official Pokémon Council Doctor) so he was done quickly. Fatty Fatty Bom Bom knew we ran off to the attic a lot so that we could plan our parties. (Which we usually call Quiet Girls Pokémon Party). Fatty Fatty Bom Bom wasn't worried because he knew that we were always going to that attic to talk about our day and about our party plans. Meggie gets worried, since he doesn't know. On our way back, I glanced at Poke Elementary Home School. All of the kids in the Council are fifth graders and we will graduate this year! The Council can be confusing. But it's a great place to be, with a lot of great people to be around!