So, back to the average day for Latios. No more racing or anything exciting. Or is there? You decide.

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Chapter 6: Frisbee

I'm asleep. That I know. Psychic types can lucid dream (A/N: Lucid dreaming is defined as the state of being asleep and dreaming, and aware of this) easily, and often without intending it, which is what has happened now. Hence I'm aware of the fact that I am sleeping. Right now, I'm victim to my own subconscious, myself. Apparently, its a healthy thing for Psychic and dark types to do. It keeps them in check with reality. Or at least, that's what... someone said. A box? A person. Cube. Cuboid. Parralellagram?

Language falls apart in this world. If I can call it a world? Even space. Its not the normal 4 dimensions. I can see and interact in so many realities at once, but none of them are real. Not world, not world at all. Existence. None of it makes sense, my mind says, but my minds the one in control here, and he's not listening to himself, me. Things flit past one version of me. Words. Not sounds, not pictures, not smells or a sense of any kind. The words are just there. I can't understand them, but I know what they mean. They are saying what I'm thinking. Conditional if, reference this, objectional sleeping, reference again, then verb resting, pointing me in total. I dont know how long that takes. Minutes, Mileniums, I can't tell.
Then, after a length if something that definitely isn't time, something happens. All the faux-colors in all the unreal worlds start to fracture, split up, and fly right at me. The shift shards color, me intermittent collide.

Suddenly, Darkness.

I can hear breathing. It matches how I'm breathing. In... Out... In... Out... So I must be hearing my own breathing. That's a relief. Dreaming dragons don't hear their own breathing. Far off, I hear water splashing. I must be in the garden, and the sound of water must be the pond. For some reason, I sense aura close to me. Very close. It must be Latias. I fell asleep and Latias is using me as a pillow. Yeah. Except, Latias' aura isn't like this one. and her breathing is very close. And very shallow. And it smells like cheese and onion flavor crisps. Something is really wrong with the whole set up, so I open my eyes.

"HI LATIOS! What happened to your nose?" Shouts the most irritable voice in the world, which is no more than 10cm from my face.

I have trouble focusing, I wasn't expecting something so close. Eventually, I see it. And I hate it so much, I lower my head so my snout isn't in the way, and headbutt it with my entire might.

Jay reels back, clutching his forehead and cursing.

"LATIOS! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" With that, Bianca (who must have been at the side of Jay) slaps my snout. I must have really gone too far headbutting Jay, because she knows how much it hurts. It's a very direct and very harsh method of disciplining us and she copied it from when people house train poochyanas. "Jay only wanted to play with you and you decide to be violent!" she shrieks. I dont need this, having just woken up and all. I try to explain myself looking up at her, my body still on the ground, snout in all sorts of stinging and burning types of pain. Its the picture of submission "It's instinct. He startled me! He could have woken me a better way. YOU could have woken me." But of course, I'm speaking in Lati, and she doesn't understand me. Bianca stares blankly. "Latios. I dont understand what your saying, but what I will say is Dont Do It Again! And we'll close the matter there".

Unfortunately, Jay's too much of an idiot to realise I have a memory longer than 10 seconds, and he gets up and starts talking to me like we're best friends and I've not just attacked him out of pure hatred. "Latios!" - Why does he feel the need to say my name before everything? I don't see any other 2 meter long psychic dragons lying in the middle of the garden - "Why don't you come and play with me and Bianca?". It doesn't sound like a request.

I unfold my claws from my side. Its obvious I'm not going to get ANY sleep now. I briefly wonder how Latias has managed to escape this torture.

With both of the couple now looking at me and hoping for me to tag along, I float up rapidly to head height, staying horizontal and moving my wing tips back but keeping them in a v shape vertically. I straighten my neck though, and lower my head. It looks like I'm almost ready to accelerate to Mach 1. Idiot has the sense to move a few steps back, looking up at me, looking slightly worried. At least I still look threatening. "Stop glaring Latios, You look intimidating." Is Bianca's response. I force a smile. "Better".

Bianca leads the way to chequed red and white blanket spread on the ground in a clearing. On it is a basket, with various foodstuffs spilling out the top. I smell the sugary twang of some sort of jam and the salty smell of some sort of fish, plus the smell of some kind of cheese? Each corner of the square of cloth is pinned down with a rock, but other than that the blanket is bare and just about big enough to accommodate 2 people lying down. Which means I'll be laid on the grass. A caterpie is working its way towards the basket. "Latios, deal with that caterpie?" Bianca says, halting when she gets within sight of it. She doesn't like bug types. I decide to put on a show, perhaps it'll put Jay in his place.

I fly over to the caterpie, folding my 'arms' in in the process. I once I get there, I tilt my body forwards almost entirely, face facing the ground. Blood rushes to my head and I feel dizzy, but it will be worth the reaction from the caterpie. I wait a bit until the caterpie gets to just under my snout. Its so busy following the smell on its quest for food that it hasn't even noticed me. I click my tongue - I think the human equivalent is coughing - prompting the caterpies attention. It looks up, its large head and big bug eyes taking in my vast bulk, power and legendry status all in one go. It starts shaking quite a lot. I lean further, raise one 'eyebrow' and say "No" in the softest Lati voice I can muster.

The caterpie practically does a flip, before motoring all of its tiny legs as fast as possible in an effort to get out of the situation as quickly as possible. I smile, briefly enjoying my power. Then I feel sad for the poor thing. It probably just wanted food in the exact same way that I retreated to my bush when I was hungry. I hope the poor guy finds some other food elsewhere. I hope he doesn't have a family to feed, because then...

"AH HAHAHAH!" Jay bursts out laughing. "Did you see the way that bug tore outta there! Oh my ARCEUS that was funny!" While he's doing that, he walks over to me, laughing the entire time. "I tell ya Latios," With this, he pats my mid-section. This I hate more than him waking me up. The only people who are allowed to touch me are Bianca and Lorenzo. And certain other pokemon, but they aren't people. Jay isn't my owner, he isn't even my career. I growl intently, barring my teeth. Its a low grumbling sound that comes from my body, not my throat like the rest of my vocalisations. Its so unlike my normal noise that Jay withdraws his hand and stops what he was saying.

Now perhaps I'm being a bit to instinctive and old fashioned with the whole Only People I Say Can Touch Me thing. After all, Latias loves her feathers so much that she practically shoves them onto every surface capable of touch just to hear it say how nice her coat is. But on the other hand, it's MY coat, and I just don't want morons like him touching it.

That said, Bianca yet again cautions me. "Latios" she says, emphasising the 'lat' and 'i', elongating the 'o' and 's'. "Calm down. He's not going to hurt you." I realise that in my anger I've unwittingly started doing all the physical cues I do when I'm threatening something (like an arrogant tourist machamp). My feathers are extended outwards slightly - making me look bigger -, My wings are completely level, angled really far back, my ears are arched back too and my tail feathers are rigid, not their normal wavey. I'm also floating with my lowest bit at head height. I must look very intimidating...

I calm myself down for Bianca's sake, and bring myself to normal altitude, hovering at 45° with my head at human head height. She wants to enjoy this, she's clearly made the effort to prepare the food and blanket, and I'm not going to be the one who ruins it.

After a slightly awkward silent moment, Bianca walks over to the blanket and sits down. She's arranged her legs so that they angle towards her back, her hands are behind her, on the ground supporting her. Jay also saunters over, sitting next to her, stretching his legs all the way out, putting his arm around Bianca's shoulder, before giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you babe, this is perfect. Its just you, me, a legendery, and this wonderful food". Bleagh. I'm capable of throwing up, the ambience right now is so sweet. How Bianca isn't cringing right now, I dont know. "Geeze!" Bianca exclaims. "Is all you lads ever think about food?". I'm almost about to nod, but Jay interrupts. "Well, yeah. Other than when I'm thinking about you."

Now is it me? Or has the stench of cheese here gone from mild cheddar to mouldy stilton (That's Lorenzo's favorite, apparently. It smells like feet to me. Or is that feta?)

Bianca gushes. "Oh Jay, cut that out. Look at Latios. You've woken him to come and play and instead he's floated here awkwardly". Its true. I'm still floating here, looking down at the 'lovely couple', feeling a bit stupid. I think Bianca would call it "being a third wheel", though I don't understand what that means...

"I know what you want" Jay grins, looking at me. With this, he produces a multicolored round disk-shaped object from behind his back. Quite where he kept it I've no idea. But it ruins the moment. "Oh, the frisbee!" Bianca perks up. "He'll love that!".

I do not love the 'frisbee'. I do not even like the 'frisbee'. It gives the impression that I'm a mindless pet, who has an attachment to catching whatever is thrown in front of it. However, since whenever we play with it Bianca ends up leaning over laughing or at the very least proud of me, it's not that bad. It also occurs to me that I've never actually told them what I feel about the frisbee, so their totally entitled to think I enjoy it. In some ways, I suppose I do. Not only am I making Bianca happy - in turn making me happy - but I have to admit, flying through the air trying to pursue something that someone thinks I can't get is kinda-fun. And its also shows Jay who's stronger, as he's the one who throws it.

So for now, I'll enjoy this. I rear up, copying the way Latias cheers when she's happy, making a shrill noise that wobbles slightly. While I'm doing that, I rotate to float vertically, wings out, smiling with my head looking at Bianca. "Yeah!" Bianca cheers, standing up. "Now come over here!" she says as she pats her knees twice rapidly, presumably to attract my attention (which is pointless. I'm looking right at her). We've done this a few times, so I know what she wants me to do. I hover over to her side. I then rotate round so I'm facing the same way as her, before rotating so my entire body is horizontal in relation to the ground. I pull my ears back and make my neck straight with my head ducking in the process, ready to accelerate quickly. I keep my wings in the V shape though, pointing towards the sky and keeping out of Bianca's way. She steps forward, grabbing the skin on the back of the middle of my neck. This isn't as painful as it sounds - in fact, it isn't painful at all - because like most pokemon, there are very few nerves and very tough skin in that particular area. Something about mothers carrying them in their mouths, though I dont even remember my parents.

Next, Jay arrogantly jumps to his feet, folding his legs underneath himself before propelling himself upwards and locking his knees. This is the most inefficient way to stand up in my opinion, but who am I to tell him how to do things? He walks over to the opposite side of the blanket. Bianca is stood between me and Jay, on the edge of the blanket, holding on to me with her right hand, whilst Jay is about two meters away, poised ready to throw the frisbee. "Ready?" Bianca says to both of us. "SURE AM!" Jay shouts, while I give a small yip that passes for yes. "PULL!" Bianca shouts, and Jay starts to rotate round, spinning on through balls of his feet. He rotates once, twice, then the frisbee is released from his catch is, I'm not allowed to go after it just yet, hence Bianca holding on to me. I stay still, tracking the frisbee with my eyes. Bianca counts down. "3... 2... 1..." And on 'zero' She releases her hand and ducks. Of course, I could set off wether she was holding me or not, but she could hurt her hand if I did, so I have to obay their 3 second rule. This, however, is irrelevant, as the moment she lets go I'm off.

My goal is simply to fetch and return the frisbee before it hits the ground. The wait at the start was added to give the frisbee a chance of getting there. I can get it this time, no doubt. But every time I do get it, they add a second to the wait time - taking one second if I fail - so the game gets closer and closer as it progresses.

The frisbee doesn't have a hope in this round though. I'm off like one of team rocket's heat-seaking missiles, except they take a while to accelerate. I'd say like a bullet, but they can't hone in on a target like I am doing now.

Either way, Bianca ducked when she let go of me, but I kept my wings raised anyway as she wouldn't have been able to duck fast enough to avoid them completely if they were down. The moment I'm clear of her though, I lower my wings so they are flat, and streamline my tail feathers. Due to my cautious set-up while I was setting off, my aerodynamic efficiency was not that good and setting off was difficult, as I had to forcefully displace a literal tonne of air. This also has the side effect of making the blanket fly backwards, despite its rock weights. Only Bianca keeps it pinned down.

"WOAH!" Jay shouts after my take-off, though I'm now too busy concentrating on the target to pass a remark. The frisbee is now approaching rapidly in my vision, but its at an angle to how I am. To be able to catch it (I have to use my mouth to grab it, the acceleration is too rapid to have my arms folded out) I'll have to go at a right angle to my current course, then tilt a bit to avoid trying to grab it length ways.

First, I rotate myself round so I'm now flying sideways, before angling my wings slightly backwards, immediately making me swoop right. Once I get to 90° from where I was before, I quickly do the reverse and angle my wings forwards, though less. This makes me do the wider arc that brings me in line with the frisbee. Next, I psychicly tilt myself a bit. My mouth is now lined perfectly up with the spinning disk, which in under a tenth of a second is clenched tightly between my teeth. Then, just for show, I barrel roll upwards before corkscrewing down, the rapid spiral finishing abruptly at Bianca and Jay's awed bodies. The wind from my abrupt stop rushes past them. Even though this is about the 8th time we've played, their still suprised.

I lean my neck down to Bianca, frisbee in my mouth. "Very good Latios!" Bianca says. Its a tad patronizing, so I resist her next move, which is to try and get the disk from my mouth. First she just tries to take it, grabbing it with her hand, expecting me to let go, which I dont. Then she tugs on it, the result being the same as if she was tugging on a beached wailord. Then she sighs affectionaty . "Oh right, come here!" I lean lower, and with that I get the scratch behind the ear that I wanted. I release the disk and it drops to the ground, plus a new set of bite marks. The thing looks chewed up enough already from the past games.

Then idiot chimes up again. "Very good Latios but next time let go of the disk when we say?". Ugh. I'm the one entertaining them, I think I deserve my ear-scratch reward. "Bianca! Ready for round two?" he asks. "Come on Latios!" Bianca says, grabbing my scruff (That the name of the back middle part of my neck) and pulling me round to the start position. I float passively, allowing Bianca to essentially drag me through the air to where she wants me to be, which is exactly where I was when we started the last round. She passes the frisbee to Jay, who gets ready to throw again. I get ready to fly again. Then the whole process is repeated: "PULL!" Bianca shouts, Jay throws the disk, and Bianca starts counting. "4...3...2...1..." and I'm released.

This time, he's thrown it a tad harder. While it HAS gone further, its also a lot straighter. So no fancy turning or rotation this time. For the simple fact that I'm bored, I fly slightly over it, then dip my head and snatch it from the air, before rocking my head back and flying upwards at the same time. I continue high up, to about 1000ft, before arcing backwards and heading towards the blown-back blanket on the ground, where I can see Jay and Lorenzo both looking up at me, shielding their eyes from the afternoon sun. I accelerate downwards quickly, Rolling around and around in the air until I'm at the tree level, where I do a flip so my face is now skyward, then drift downwards towards Bianca and Jay. As I'm drifting downwards, I realize I'm hungry, and eye the basket with the food in it. I can still smell the various delectables inside.

I go horizontal again and fly in a circle around them, hovering over the basket. I lie down on the grass, completely straight, with my wings at a right angle to my body and my head pointing at the basket. The frisbee is covering the top, making my intention clear.

"So you want lunch, Latios?" Bianca says. I nod and coo a bit. I also fold out my arms and lay them face down (blue bit up) on the grass, towards the basket. She makes that "Awww cute" sound. I glance at Jay, who doesn't look exactly thrilled. Is it because his girlfriend is giving me more attention? "How about one more round?" He asks, walking over to me, looking down at my face. I shake my head, the frisbee still in my mouth. "Come ON Latios!" The persistent so-and-so nags, at the same time grabbing hold of the frisbee, and then starts tugging it. Its his human power and grip versus my Dragon body, psychic power, vice like teeth grip and heavier weight. I growl a bit. Unsurprisingly, he gets nowhere. "Right then!" he strops. "Lunch it is!".

Bianca starts teasing him. She leans across and rubs his hair, putting on the voice she has when she's talking to a simpleton like a baby or a small pokemon: "Awwww! did ickle Jay get beaten by the bwig bawd dwagon?". Jay starts to sulk even more, making Bianca grin even more. He decides to make the diplomatic decision to prepare the blanket again, after it being blown back twice.

Meanwhile, Bianca has retrieved the frisbee from my mouth, setting it aside on the ground, enabling her access to the basket. She lifts the top on the basket. I peep over the edge, getting only a glance before she covers my eyes and pushes my head back. Because its Bianca, I dont resist like I did with Jay, just let her move my head back. "Oi! Stop shoving your nose in!" she says. I keep my head to where she pushed it too, watching as she picks up each item and places it on the blanket. A cheese. Some pre-sliced bread. A Jar of jam. Tub of butter, with a knife on top. Some chocolate spread. Fancy meat, A plate of pink fish. Two plates and a bowl. A plastic box with some pokeblocks on it.

Jay is sat on the blanket, and sets out the plates & bowl so that we're sat in a triangle. Interestingly, he's put my bowl on the blanket. So at least he's expecting me to join them, even if I am still partially on the grass. I float down to my bowl, doing the same pose that I did with the basket. I dont like the fact I've got the bowl and not a plate, but the plates she's got look like the fancy occasional ones. They're very expensive, so I dont blame her for getting me the bowl instead, I might break it. Bianca sees me waiting and sighs. "I'll do your food first eh Latios?". With that, she unceremoniously pours the tub of pokeblocks into the bowl, a few spilling over. I prefer human food to pokeblocks, and let the disappointment show on my face, which she picks up on. "Once you finish those, you an have some of our food". Even though I understand why she's doing this - Pokeblocks contain the amount of calories and other things I need, which human food wouldn't provide - it still irritates me.

While the two humans sit on the blanket and grab their various foodstuffs, I eat all the pokeblocks that spilled over. Their all sorts of candy-colored shapes. Each color defines the type its best for. So for me, a psychic dragon type, there are more purple - psychic - and navy - dragon - Because they contain the kinds of stuff I need. In addition, some other types are there as well. The red ones - fire - are there because one of my abilities is to breathe fire, and there's also creamy colored ones - normal - in there because I can do normal attacks. There's more of the above types than any other, but the mix also includes some aqua and green colored blocks, for water and grass respectively just to give it some variation. They all have different textures too, though this is random and not defined by the blocks color. Right now, for example, I'm chewing through a chewey psychic block, but there's another one just in front of me that looks like a jelly.

Pokeblocks taste OK to me. Not bad or good, just, OK. They might taste different to humans though, because Pokemon have more tastebuds, with different taste associations. It occurs to me that I have a human I can test it on now. Not Bianca, obviously. Jay. Right now he's biting into a jam & butter sandwich. Time to play the cute angle...

I levitate, attracting both humans's attention, before taking one of my claws and grabbing a crumbly (Its reminds be of the biscuits that Lorenzo gives out sometimes), cream colored pokeblock, which is just the right size for my claws to pick up. By now, both Jay and Bianca are looking at me, waiting for what I'm going to do. Bianca is chewing a sandwich, Jay's just holding the plate with his on, a bite taken out of it. I rotate round to face Jay and hold out my 'palm', the pokeblock resting in the middle. He looks at the block, then back at me.

"Awww! He wants to share his food with you!" Bianca cries. Jay reaches out his hand and takes it. "Th... Thank you?" He says unsurely. I stick my ground though, and continue to look at him. I've now successfully maneuvered the situation so that Jay has no option but to eat the block. "Well go on! Eat it!" Bianca encourages him. This is working EXACTLY as planned.

He glances one more time at me, before moving the block up to his mouth, holding it between his thumb and fore-finger, before taking a medium-sized bite from the corner, a few crumbs just falling onto his shirt. He continues to chew this small bite before swallowing hard. His face changes to look like he's trying to swallow his own mouth. "That's... That's rancid!" He manages to say, before coughing several times and spitting onto the grass. "Bianca babe, have you got a drink or something?" With that he starts coughing. Bianca dives into the basket, pulling out a popular-brand-sports drink with a squirty top. She passes it to a doubled over Jay, who snatches it and snaps the top off, before squiring half of it into his mouth. Bianca giggles. I have to keep up the pretence of the pokeblock being a good natured gift, so I look at the block - which was dropped on the ground in his haste to get a drink - and put the end of my snout right up to it. I then make a low, disappointed cooing noise.

"It's okay, Latios. Its not your fault Jay doesn't like it. Its the thought that counts" Bianca says, patting the middle of my right wing by way of consolation. I look up at Jay, who is glaring at me. Is it me, or is his eye twitching slightly? I fly back to my original spot next to my bowl. Content with the discontent i've caused, I start with my food. I dip my head into the bowl, chomping with my teeth at the same time. I end up with the chewed-up blocks in my mouth before I swallow. As I'm eating, the bowl is moving further and further forward, the blanket being pushed, So I keep having to shift myself forward in order to keep up with the plastic bowl.

I hear Bianca and Jay conversing. Until my now my eyes have been closed, but I open them and look at the person who's talking right now, which is Jay. I don't, however, stop eating though.

"So, what exactly happened to Latios' nose" he asks. I look left to Bianca, still eating my food. Bianca swallows her mouthful before answering, but when she does, she smiles. "Oh! Yeah. This morning, we tried to get Latios to make pancakes. He managed to make the batter alright after spilling half a bag of flour everywhere mind, but then he tried to start th hob to cook them. Only she switches the gas on but doesn't press the ignition? So he's like, confused or something, so he puts his face, like, really close up to it" she moves her palm close to her face to indicate a drastically emphasised distance ". So this silly bird " - she calls me a bird when she wants to annoy me. I'm a dragon really - "decides to light it with his claw or something, but while his face is still near it. So the flame goes all over him and burns the front of his snout!" Jay smiles. "Silly bird!" He says. If I wasn't eating, I'd swipe him. Its adorable when Bianca does it. When Jay does it he's just plain patronizing.

I look back to Bianca. She looks like Jay isn't quite amused as she expected. Suddenly she raises a hand. "I know!". That said, she jumps up and runs back in the direction of the house.

Leaving me alone with Jay. ^Fantastic^

The lucid dreaming bit at the start: If you've ever had a fever, you'll know an ounce of what its like. I've never lucid dreamed myself (don't have enough patience to try) but I did experience something like this in hospital, though weather it was in my dreams or not, I'm not sure. I was woken by a nurse with some throat medicine though, not an idiot with a frisbee. The whole situation is too confusing to bother trying to undertsand.

Dont worry, the existence of fish is explained in the next chapter.

Also, as of next Tuesday I'm doing some database programming work for a large-ish company that's paying me for the privilege (Not bad for a 16 year old) so updates won't be as recent as this will take a back seat. Wish me luck!

Also, what do you think to this chapter? If its bad I can't improve it unless I know what's bad about it, so tell me in a review. If I'm doing something right, again, let me know!