Alakazam Academy: Chapter 4
AN: We have plot again!! XD ...anyway, I hope to include a few more OC's from other houses for this chapter, plus a few of my own characters ^^ They'll mostly be teachers for various subjects, and please can you tell me what you think of the subjects which I have made for the school :) Merci!!
"This is the main hall, where you will have meals and also assemblies. Sometimes you will have classes here as well." Professor McParr said, coming to a large corridor with two sets of double doors opposite each other. She took out a Pokeball and released a cream coloured feline with a red gem set in its forehead.
"Tell Ysabella we are waiting," the professor said, and the Persian nodded and stalked through the smaller set of doors, letting us hear loud talking and the clink of cutlery before the doors swung shut again. Professor McParr put the Pokeball back in her pocket and gave us all a smile. Kylie and Skittles started a conversation about how there isn't enough sugar in sugar, and Corina started to absentmindedly stroke Kenta's head.
"Myaa..." the Persian poked his head around one of the doors and meowed before being returned to his Pokeball.
"Thank you, Romulus. Follow me, students." Professor McParr said crisply, walking through the double doors and into a giant hall, where four LONG tables sat in rows. I recognised some other Year 1s on a table with a black and pink striped banner above them, so I guessed that the tables were arranged in house order.
"Over here," Professor McParr said, striding to the Starr table. It was in between the wall and the Sugamor table, and had a banner above it with a green background and five orange stars.
"These are the first years, are they?" a very short, well-built boy stood up and grinned up at the professor and us in turn. He must have only been five foot.
"Yes, Michael. Can you take them from now?" 'Michael' nodded and the professor thankfully walked to the head of our table, where she sat and started to attack a plate of cheesy chips.
The boy rubbed his hands together and grinned again, the grin nearly splitting his freckled face in half and making his ears waggle under his messy blonde hair. Kylie giggled.
"Well, I'm Michael Doppelganger, and I'm the head boy for Starr House. So, I get to give you your timetables and tell you about some stuff here. Sapphire, could you give these out?" the tiny head boy handed the timetables to a Grumpig (who was the same height as him) who psychically put them in our hands. I noticed that the Grumpig had blue pearls instead of pink, and it caught me looking and grinned just like its trainer.
"Now eat your dinner; McParr'll make her Persian claw me to death if you look even slightly starved!"
"Yay! Death!" Kylie cried, bouncing with joy as me, Raul and Corina sweatdropped. Michael's grin became slightly confused and he sat back down to his plate of salad, motioning for us to do the same.
"Why does she seem happy about death?" I heard Sapphire ask Michael telepathically, and he shrugged. Kylie just started piling sugar onto her noodles, not bothered about or not noticing the snooty stares given to her by eating Sugamorians.
"Iiinx," mewed Mali, giving a hungry glance at a plate of tuna. I rolled my eyes and ruffled the fur on her head.
"Oh, go on then," I said, piling tuna onto my plate and watching the Shinx eat ravenously. Corina looked up from her plate of ravioli.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" she asked, surprised when I shrugged.
"I might have some chicken or something later. I don't eat much," I said dismissively, pouring some Sitrus juice into a glass and draining it. Mali mewled pitifully from the now empty plate.
"Mmm, fishy!" Kylie squealed, grabbing a plate of sardines and piling them onto her own plate before attacking them. Skittles burped and lay on the table next to a plate of spinach, bloated. Kenta levitated a Tamato berry to himself, before swearing telepathically when he dropped it on the floor.
I sighed and unfolded my timetable, curious about what subjects I would learn. My eyes widened when I saw that the timetable planned the whole day.
Timetable Plan:
7:30am Breakfast: Main Hall
9:30am First Lesson: (room)
10:20am Second Lesson: (room)
11:10am Break
11:30am Third Lesson: (room)
12:20pm Fourth Lesson: (room)
1:10pm Lunch: Main Hall
2:00pm Fifth Lesson: (room)
2:50pm Sixth Lesson: (room)
3:40pm End of Lessons
6:00pm Winter Curfew: Indoors
6:30pm Dinner: Main Hall
8:30pm Curfew: Common Rooms/Dormitories
Subjects:
Battling
Berryology
Biology
Cooking Class
Genetics and Breeding
Pokemon Control
Type Advantages and Moves
Trust and Relationships
Training Techniques
"Breakfast's open really early, isn't it?" Raul sniffed, surveying the timetable with disdain. Corina rolled her eyes.
"We don't have to get up that early, pillock. It's just in case any weird people are used to getting up that early then they don't have to wait for hours for breakfast," she said, ruffling Kenta's hair. The Kirlia smoothed it down quickly as Corina received evils from a brown haired girl lower down the table.
I snorted into my Sitrus juice and Mali gave me a bemused look.
"Welcome everyone, welcome back to Alakazam Academy!" a chirpy female voice boomed right in my ears, as if someone was speaking right next to me, and I looked around wildly. Raul and Baz sniggered.
"Idiot, it's telepathy. Look at the podium!" I obeyed and followed the gaze of the other students, and saw, on a high podium the last thing I was expecting to see.
"Now, for those who don't know me, I am Ysabella Famandi. I trust you have had a safe journey here?" the Alakazam boomed again, and there was an answering cheer from the older students. Her bright eyes scanned the room and she chuckled telepathically.
"I see that the first years are, as usual, quite scared. I and the whole school can assure you, first years, that I am not dangerous. I could say I'm quite tame, myself," the upper years laughed and her eyes crinkled in a grin. I turned my white face to see Corina's equally pale one. Raul, however, had turned an interesting shade of purple and his thick blonde hair was standing straight on end.
But most strange of all was Kylie. She didn't appear fazed at all, and was staring at the Alakazam with something like admiration on her face.
"If you have read the timetables you have been given, you will see that breakfast starts with the early-Pidgey. I must stress that hardly anyone gets up then; it's mostly only myself and some of the sixth years who turn up that early. And if you first years are finished eating, then you should follow your Heads of Houses to the Small Hall. After that, I promise you can have some free time to get used to your common rooms and dormitories. Off you go, now!" Professor McParr promptly stood up, along with the other three Heads, and shepherded us out of the Hall. We were in front, and for some reason Corina appeared quite excited.
"My sister told me that this happens every year, and it's really good!" Mali yawned fishy breath in Corina's face and she turned away with a 'yuck!'.
"Now students, when you go in the small hall you may sit wherever you like, but do not talk when the teachers are. Otherwise you may miss a very rare opportunity." Professor McParr said, leading us down a corridor and through a golden door.
There were lots of benches in rows along the room, and at the end at large table with lots of baskets on it. Behind it sat a Kangaskhan which surveyed us sternly as we entered.
We all separated onto the benches with our friends, Kylie having an apparently intelligent conversation with Skittles about chocolate milkshakes.
"Hello and welcome to this year's egg distribution! I am the Deputy Head, Miss Goldberg, and I am going to explain what the egg distribution is." from the front came a crisp, barking voice and we looked up in surprise at the Kangaskhan. It rolled its eyes.
"Oh, come on. Your head mistress is an Alakazam, so why be surprised that the deputy is a giant kangaroo?" she said dryly, her mouth moving as she spoke. It seemed that she had learnt to talk naturally somehow. "Anyway, the egg distribution is where first year students can choose a Pokemon egg to look after; and the Pokemon that hatches from it will be yours to keep." excited murmurs started up, and Miss Goldberg snorted loudly to shut us up.
"The eggs are of varying rarity; you could just as easily get a Rattata egg as a Dratini. Now that that's over, all students with only one Pokemon please stand up." I stood up, feeling my cheeks burn red as I realised that only five other students were standing up too. I was surprised to see that Kylie was one of them. "Now come forward and choose an egg; you will have two minutes." I walked nervously to the front, watching an Ataro boy run forwards quickly and grab a promising-looking egg.
Two Sugamor students were surveying the eggs with critical eyes, before they each went for the same blue and white one. As they squabbled over it a Ruba girl pounced on a pink egg with a spiral on the front, and Mali hopped onto the table, sniffing the eggs.
"One minute left." Mali patted a purple and black one repeatedly as one of the Sugamor students glumly went away with a red and yellow egg instead of the coveted blue and white one. I picked up the purple and black egg and stared at it. It was beautiful; a myriad of black spots occasionally speckled with purple. It turned it over and saw a red slash across the back of it, part of the pattern, but it looked like someone had just made a neat cut right across the egg.
Mali jumped onto my shoulder and soon I was sitting back on the bench with the others, the egg on my knee. Kylie was still dithering at the front, looking at all the eggs.
"Excuse me, but you'll have to choose one now." the Kangaskhan said, and Kylie hurriedly scooped up a brown and cream one. She scuttled back to our bench and sat down next to Corina, Skittles right behind her, and stroked the egg absent-mindedly.
"What other Pokemon do you have?" I whispered to Raul. He puffed up his chest proudly.
"I have a Trapinch!" he crowed, showing me a Luxury Ball. I looked blankly at him.
Aren't they those little brown ant things that live in the desert?" I asked, and Raul rolled his eyes and slumped back in his chair, sulking.
"Never mind." he grumped.
AN: Sorry about the delay :( Please forgive me! Also, if you've read PWF you'll know that I can't update these stories as much as I'd like, so updates are going to have large gaps in between. If you didn't read PWF, then you'll know anyway from the above sentence ^^