I told you I'd post two at once! Here's the next one. Wait! Notes that you probably ought to know:
Poke-speech
"Regular speech"
'thoughts'
Chapter 5
Mishatu walked back to the Pokemon Center with Nurse Joy. The miniaturized Pokeball rested in a pocket located on the teen's backpack.
"Now, let's get you a trainer card and ID. Do you have money?" Nurse Joy asked. There was no reply. "Mishatu?" The woman turned around, looking for the girl.
Mishatu presently walked up, her dark hair outrageously large and poufy. She had a conspicuously innocent look on her face as flickers of cream fur could occasionally be seen through her hair.
Nurse Joy laughed. "You two are going to have too much fun."
Mishatu held out her hands, and Eevee jumped out of the pile of hair onto them. It clambered onto the girl's shoulders and wrapped itself around her neck.
"I have money. What's a trainer card for?" Mishatu inquired, absently petting Eevee on the head.
"It can hold gym badges, and tells quite a bit about you. Without a trainer card, you can't enter competitions." As Nurse Joy was talking, they reached the Pokemon Center and the nurse printed off a trainer card with an ID. "Keep this with you at all times."
"Gotcha!" Card in hand, Mishatu saluted the woman and walked out of the Pokemon Center. As she did so, she whispered to Eevee in its own language, Please put this in my backpack.
The Pokemon grasped the card gently in its teeth and gingerly placed it in a convenient card pocket. Once done, Eevee nuzzled Mishatu, causing the girl to giggle and several people to give them strange looks.
The pair walked out of the city and Eevee jumped down from its owner's shoulder. Eevee, Mishatu started in Pokespeech.
Wait, Eevee told her. Who are you? You speak what we speak, but you look human.
I can change into Pokemon. It's really weird and I don't understand why.
So why do you have me?" the brown Pokemon asked.
I can't protect myself. I need a friend.
But I'm a normal type. Why would you want me?
In case you forgot, you chose me. Don't worry, anyway. I don't like battling.
The Eevee widened its eyes. Oh please, please battle with me! I look small, but I'm really fierce. Please battle! The Pokemon pleaded.
Mishatu was taken aback at this. Most Pokemon hated battling. Of course, all of those Pokemon had been wild ones that Mishatu had talked with. Maybe owned ones were more into the battling.
Well, we can fly back to Oldale and start from there if you like, Mishatu suggested. Eevee nodded vigorously.
Making sure that no one was around, Mishatu took off her backpack and transformed into Pidgeotto. Eevee grabbed the bright pink backpack in its teeth and gently climbed onto Mishatu's back.
The pair flew for quite awhile until they saw the roof of Mishatu's cabin. The girl landed atop here and detransformed. She looked around and froze when she saw a dark-haired boy.
I knew it! You hated that, didn't you? Please review if you like this and tell me if you want longer chapters. I'm going nuts writing all this on paper, so I've already got most of the next chapter written. It's just taking forever to convince myself to type all of this up.