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Ch 3: Rude Awakenings
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They had been walking through Route 102 for only five minutes before the
trainers were stopped once again. This time it was by a young kid, no older
than 7 or 8, who was looking for a battle. The two agreed and let the kid
choose whom he wanted to battle. Of course his 7-year-old brain made him choose
to battle May, she was a girl after all. How hard could it be? Girls are weak!
Well, 30 seconds into the battle the kid learned that it could be very hard. It
had only taken a Peck and a Scratch to show his Zigzagoon the wonderful world
of dirt. The kid paid up and with a hung head dragged his feet back to Oldale.
"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT YOU LITTLE PUNK! THAT'LL MAKE YA THINK TWICE BEFORE SAYING GIRLS ARE WEAK!"
Five minutes later a girl showed up looking for a battle. This time Brendan was chosen to battle. After all, girls are egotistical and think they're better than the male side of the human race at just about everything.
"DAMN STRAIGHT! Oh, sorry B-chan, but I just gotta agree with her on this one."
Brendan muttered something like, "Arrogant whelps." But he gladly accepted and did the only thing he seemed good at—besides his amazing observation skills—and that was the battle. Like May he also beat this girl's sorry butt to the ground.
"HELL YEAH! WHO'S THE WEAKLING OF THE HUMAN RACE NOW YA LITTLE PUNK?! THAT'LL MAKE YA THINK TWICE BEFORE SAYING GUYS ARE WEAK!"
She paid up and left, saying something like, 'I'll keep training and one day I'll do the same thing you did to me!' But it seemed that after she got her ass handed to her she kind of started drinking. Before long she felt that jumpin' the cliff didn't seem too bad an idea. What a sore loser. It's a loss! GET OVER IT!
What a
moron.
But that's getting off course. Within about an hour they saw the lovely sight
of the Petalburg rooftops. They looked at each other, and without a word raced
off towards Petalburg City.
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"Come on Brendan!" May shouted. As fast as Brendan was, there was no
possible way to keep up with May, who had WAY too much energy. And he was
grumbling about this most of the time. May, on the other hand, was practically
bouncing off the trees. But that may have been because she was eager to meet
her dad. It had been about a month since the two had last talked.
BOOM! FLASHBACK!
"But dad, why do you have to go? Heck, why do we all have to go?"
"May we've been through this and you know perfectly well why we have to
go." May stayed silent for a while.
"D'you think I could stay here with one of my friends?"
"No."
"But I don't wanna go!"
"I don't care! Believe me if I could be Goldenrod's gym leader instead of
Whitney I'd sure as hell stay here!" May shut up pretty quick. She thought
for a few seconds.
"Could I—"
"No." May slouched and started to walk away. However, an idea came to
Norman's mind and he smiled.
"May." May turned around to look at her father. "How about we
make a deal?" This got May's full attention.
"What kind of . . . deal?"
End Flash thingy
"Well? What was the deal?" Brendan asked. He had caught up to May at
last and she had told him about the last time the father and daughter had met.
"Well?
"Hold on ok? Sheesh, don't get your pretty pink panties in a twist."
Brendan glared at her. May didn't see this so she continued.
"Well, the deal was that if I stopped complaining then when we moved to
Littleroot I could, after I got settled in, travel up to Petalburg. Then when I
got there my dad would let me pick out any of his Pokémon, keep it as my own,
and start my journey. I had been planning to go to Petalburg about a week from
now, but after getting Torchic," Torchic jumped into its trainer's arms,
"and after getting stuck with you," this earned another glare,
"I had already officially become a trainer."
Before they knew it they were standing in front of the Petalburg Pokémon
Center. They looked at each other, shrugged, and went inside to rest and eat.
It was 8:30 by the time they arrived.
After they finished eating and playing with their Pokémon, May and Brendan went
up to the local Nurse.
"Excuse me," May said. Nurse Joy looked up from her stack of papers
and saw 2 pairs of eyes looking at her. "I just wanted to ask if you know
where the gym leader Norman lives."
"And who might you be?"
"I'm his daughter." This gave the nurse quite a surprise. She and
Norman had become pretty good friends, and she knew that Norman was expecting
her about a week from now, not today. So she gave them the directions to Norman's
house. The two gave their thanks and headed off to find May's father.
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"Remind me to buy an umbrella," May muttered as she rang the doorbell.
"Okay, remember to buy an umbrella."
"Whatever."
They waited about 2 minutes, then tried again. When no one answered they began
to walk back to the Pokémon Center. But just when they were about to take a
step back into the rain they heard a door open.
"May!" She turned around to see her father, in all his pajama glory,
smiling ear to ear at the sight of his drenched daughter. She ran to him and
they embraced each other while Brendan just watched. ((CUE THE SAPPY MUSIC!))
About a minute later Norman realized that both trainers were soaked. Mainly
because he himself was now soaked from hugging his daughter. He pushed them
inside, where they then proceeded to make a lake in the house. Norman told them
to get to the bathroom. They did as told and rushed off upstairs to squeeze the
water out. Unfortunately there was only one bathroom.
"Aw hell," May said. Brendan looked at her with an amused look.
"What?"
"There's only one bathroom." Brendan smirked.
"So?"
WHAM!
"What the hell was that for?!" Brendan shouted as he brought a hand
to his cheek. He'd most likely have a red palm print on his cheek in a few
scant minutes.
"You know darn well what that was for!" With that said May shoved him
out the door and slammed it in his face. Brendan was still drenched and water
could be seen splashing onto the floor as if he were melting. He rubbed his
cheek.
"Ouch."
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May had finally gotten out of the shower and Brendan went in. She went in her
dad's room and found two pairs of clothes on his bed. She changed into the
sweat pants and T-shirt that her father had laid out for her, then took the
towel off her head and started to brush her hair. 5 minutes later she heard the
shower turn off. Deciding to leave her hair loose, which reached a few inches
past her shoulders, she walked downstairs to try and find a light snack. There
was nothing of interest to her so she left the kitchen and headed to the living
room, where she plopped down on the couch.
5 minutes later both Brendan and Norman entered the room, Brendan from the
shower and Norman from the laundry room. May sat up as they walked over. Norman
sat down in his Lazy-Boy chair, and since there were no other seats available
Brendan parked his skinny white butt next to May. May inched her way to the
other side of the love seat. This in turn earned a grin from Norman.
"Well May. I see you're here a bit early," Norman said. May smiled.
"But of course there's nothing wrong with that." Norman turned to
Brendan.
"Hello Brendan. Nice to meet you again."
"Same to you." Norman turned his attention back to May.
"Couldn't wait huh?" he asked May. May then went into the entire
story up to date, how she saved the professor, how she came to be the owner of
Torchic, how she got her butt handed to her by Brendan, about the guy who
thought he had rare foot prints, and of their race to Petalburg.
"Well, that's an interesting story," Norman said. "But it's late
now, you two should get to bed. Unfortunately there's only one bedroom, so you
two will have to sleep down here." The trainers nodded and Norman went up
to his room, brought out some blankets and pillows, and went back up to sleep.
They stared at the sleeping devices.
"So
. . . " Brendan said.
"Don't get any ideas. If I wake up and find you within a 10 foot radius of
me, I'll make it so that your hair will be the only thing you own that's
white." Brendan's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. Well maybe
not that big, but pretty darn big.
"Would never think of it."
"Good.'' The two laid out the sleeping bags and lay down. Then May
remembered something.
"Hey Brendan?" He turned his head to her.
"Yeah?"
"Could you get our Pokémon out?"
"Um, sure . . . I guess." So he got up, walked over to their bags,
pulled out the occupied Pokéballs, and released the Pokémon within them. They
both let out a yawn. Brendan walked back to his blanket and lay back down. The
Pokémon followed and cuddled up with their trainers.
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"AAAAHHHH!! BRENDAN YOU PERV! GET AWAY FROM ME!"
You're ummm . . . you're a good guesser.
May took a pillow, then proceeded to slam the thing on Brendan's face.
WHAM "AAAHHH!" WHAM "What the--" WHAM "Will you cut that out?!" WHAM
"Get away Get away GET AWAY!!" she shouted. They both backed away from each other, May did so because the thought of Brendan right next to her . . . she'd rather stick a sharp needle in her eye. She tucked her knees as close to her body as possible. Brendan backed away to get as far from the crazy girl with the pillow as possible.
"Brendan. Too close. AAHHH!"
"Ok now you're just bein' over dramatic," Brendan said while doing the -.- face. He got a face full of pillow as his reply. Cyndaquil and Torchic had woken up after the first scream, and were now enjoying the spectacle in front of them.
"I guess you're right," May said as she stood up. "But remember what I said last night?" She smiled, but this wasn't a friendly smile, this was an I'm-gonna-do-something-very-bad-to-you-now kind of smile.
"What are you—, oh HELL NO!!" Brendan sprinted for the door, but came face to face with the smirking mad woman. "AAAHH! MR. NORMAN HELP! MAY'S TRYIN' TA FIX ME!" he shouted as he ran around the house with cackling May just a few arm lengths behind. Suddenly he tripped and went head first into a closet. May closed it and leaned back against it. She looked at the Pokemon who were staring back bug-eyed.
"Well. That was fun."
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I remember saying once that this chapter was close to a piece of crap. Now that
I think about it, this was one of my favorite chapters. Actually never mind; I
didn't like it much.
That's . . . that's interesting . . .
Well, I must go now. I have a date with my bed. REVIEW PLEAZ!
