Sorry this chapter took so long. I had writer's block, then my computer wouldn't work, then I went to a Pokemon tournament (I failed miserably :(, I am a shame to pokemon! ) then I got some more writer's block, and finally came to here.
It's question and answer time!
Q:How did you come up with such a long and unique name?
A: I simply took the name Navi (from Legend of Zelda) and changed it up.
Q:will Navitsula learn Pokemon moves that a human will be able to perform?
A:Well, she can technically use fly, but maybe. It'll be my little secret. Mwahahahahahaha! *cough cough cough* (continuing)
"Get out you stupid street Raticate! I told you a million times that there are no jobs for you here!" the manager of the post office yelled at Navitsula.
"But, I can fly," Navitsula said while sprouting her wings, "and I won't be bothered by Poochyenas!"
"Ah! Freak!" the manager screamed while slamming the door in Navitsula's face.
"Well, that's the twenty-fourth job I got declined from. Note to self: don't show my wings to managers." Navitsula thought aloud. "Well, I better start looking for another job."
Navitsula started leisurely walking down the street. She didn't want a job that would bore her, or where people would annoy her and she would punch them out (when she was mutated, she also got extra strength). While she was browsing the passing stores, she noticed a poster taped to a restaurant door. "Wanted," Navitsula read aloud, "Sixteen year old experiment PH-139, 'Navitsula', Has escaped from laboratory nine. Anyone with leads to where experiment PH-139 is hidden, please call 190-3452. Description: a five foot one inch tall brunet with piercing green eyes and retractable Crobat wings. Reward:...50,000 Pokedollars! But I thought that stupid Jefferson hated me! Well, if he sends out his "vicious posters" to retrieve me back, he's going to have to try a lot harder. Now back to job hunting!"
Just in case, she tore off the poster, flew on top of the building, and threw it down a chimney. "There, now I don't have to worry about getting found," Navitsula said. She flew down when she was sure that no one was looking, and continued to study the buildings for job notices.
After walking another half block, she noticed an employees wanted sign in the window of Silver Fin's Bakery. Navitsula opened the door, unleashing a dong and aromatic smells of pastries, poffins, fresh baked bread, and other tasty treats made from hand-picked berries. Navitsula walked up to the counter where a boy who was about seventeen was standing. He had sleek blond hair, sparkling blue eyes, and was wearing a blue apron, a white shirt, and small wooden Smeargle attached to a leather strap hanging around his neck.
"Hi, what can I do for you?" The boy asked.
"Well," Navitsula said, "I saw the employees wanted sign in the window, so I came for a job."
"Okay, I'll go get the interview sheet, so why don't you sit at one of the tables. Oh, and by the way, my name's Jack." Jack replied.
While Jack went of to fetch the papers, Navitsula sat down at the table closest to the window. She knew she needed to impress him and act natural to get the job, but she also knew that would be kind of impossible being a mutant freak and all. Her best bet was to tell nothing about her past, her name, her family, being a mutant, and any other disturbing things. She would have to make up the missing pieces of her life that she couldn't tell.
"Okay, I got 'em," Jack said while sitting down. "Question one: what is your name?"
"N...Crystal!" Navitsula stuttered.
"Last name."
"Stul...tin?"
"...Sure? Okay, what are the jobs of your parents?"
"Uh, my mom is...dead, and, uh, my dad...works in...lab nine."
"Oh. So have you every committed any felines?"
"Uh... maybe."
"...Um...have you ever had a job before?"
"No."
"Okay, that completes the verbal assessment, so let's see your kitchen skills. Come on, the kitchen's this way," Jack said. He got up and walked behind the counter and opened two twin doors for Navitsula to walk through. The smells were even stronger there, but it seemed pretty empty. The only other workers there was a girl with blonde hair wearing a bronze Charmander necklace, a flame patterned t-shirt, and a lighting design for her skirt, and another girl with brown hair wearing a silver coin necklace with all the Pokemon types engraved on it, jeans, and a shirt that had a paint splatter design. "That one is Ichigo, and the other one is Celeste." He said while pointing at the first one, then the second."Ichigo, Celeste, This is Crystal, she's applying for a job. Now we'll test you a few things we make here, and if you pass at least one, you got a fifty/fifty chance. Now if you pass two tests, you have a 75 percent chance. And if, and only if, you pass all the tests, you have your self a 99 percent chance for the job. Okay, so, now we'll test you. you're gonna start at Ichigo at cookies, then Celeste at poffins, and finally you'll come to me at pretzels. Okay we're ready when you are."
"Yay! Time to make some cookies!" Ichigo said enthusiastically. "First we're gonna cut out the cookie shapes and bake 'em. first use the cookie cutters to- oh! You're all ready done! now we'll frost these cookies that I baked up earlier to day. Go ahead and pick one to frost. I got flowers, and Buneries, and eggs, and Pikachus, and Crobats, and-"
"Crobat. Definitely a Crobat cookie." Navitsula said as she grabbed a cookie to frost. She knew how terrible she was at this artsy stuff, but she needed to get this job.
"Ooooooh! Did your Crobat hit a tree?" Ichigo asked.
"..." Navitsula didn't even feel the need to answer.
"Okay! Now you can go to Celeste at poffins."
Navitsula walked away from the cookie station feeling kind of awkward. She had never remembered anyone being happy in her life. She live so long in a confinement chamber that most of her memory had faded.
Navitsula walked over to the U-shaped counter where Celeste was standing with a clump of dough, four strips of clean rags, and flower.
"Oh, hey Crystal. So now I'm gonna show you how to make poffins. First, you take you two strips of rags, and cover them in flower. Next, you lay one strip on the table, take a handful of dough, and lay it on the strip. Now you lay the other strip on top and spin it." Celeste instructed. "Now that we've spun our poffins for about a minute, they should have taken shape by now. Take away the rags and now you frost it. Here's some frosting. Now put these sprinkles on it...and...voila! You have a perfect poffin. Now that this is done, go on and make pretzels with Jack."
As Navitsula left Celeste, she seemed to feel her gaze burning into her back.
"Good, you're all ready done with the other two assessments. Now to the pretzels. First you take the two ends and-" Jack began.
"I all ready know what to do. My mom showed me when I was younger." Navitsula said as she finished a perfect pretzel.
"Oh really. then you'll be a crack shot at this job. I'd give it to you right now, but I have to check with-" Jack started
"Celeste, Jack, Ichigo, I'm back!" someone shouted from the door to the kitchen.
"Yay! Benny's back!" Ichigo screeched excitedly.
"Uh... who's that?" Navitsula asked in a confused tone.
"Oh him? That's Benny, our boss. Yo! Benny! come over here and meet Crystal!" Jack called.
"Oh, nice to meet you. Now may I ask what are you doing in my kitchen?" Benny asked in an angry tone.
"Simmer down Benny," Jack soothed. "She's just here for a job."
"And while we're on that subject," Celeste said while walking towards the group,"why don't we all talk about Crystal's performances in private, shall we?"
"Good idea. So Crystal, could you be a dear and wait out side?" Benny said calmly this time.
"Sure," Navitsula said.
When Celeste was sure Navitsula couldn't hear, she spoke."Benny, she's one of us."
Few! that's the longest chapter I've ever wrote! Cyber pies to all that review (received Legend of Zelda Style!)!