Ok, enjoy! This was originally part of a longer chapter, but I decided to split the chapter. So to find out how the battle resolves... well, you'll just have to wait. And review. :)
Green rooted through her bag, quickly examining each item before she threw it behind her. Blue stood against the wall, skeptically watching Green. Red sat in a chair, looking just a bit nervous about the disguise Green would come up with for him.
"Well," Blue said, "at least now we know what you're using three of your six bags for."
Green ignored him. She was on her third bag of luggage, the third bag so far that was full of clothing. But it wasn't Green's own clothing - it was costumes, for every age and gender.
Green smiled and held something up. "Here we go," she said gleefully, "I found it!"
Blue glanced at it and smirked, but Red just sat there, horrified. The piece that Green was holding up was a stuffy suit that might have looked good on a very old man.
"I have to wear that?" Red asked.
"Yup," said Green, eying the piece, "it sort of reminds me of that one pokemon fan club chairman..." she trailed off, then looked up at Red. Red did not look happy.
"That guy was really weird," he said uncomfortably.
"Of course! I'm basing your 'character' off him!"
"What are you talking about?" Blue asked.
"It's like this... Red is going to pretend to be someone totally different! He has to, or Lorelei wil recognize him.
We can gather that the Elite Four was watching him for a long time before they offered him a place in their ranks, so they know Red pretty well.
Plus, we worked closely with Lorelei on the Servii Islands. So Red has to act like the Pokemon fan club chairman! But more egotistical... remember, we have to lure her out with your claims that you're the bst pokemon trainer!"
Red only nodded unhappily.
"Do you have a strategy for your battle all planned out?"
Red brightened up and nodded.
"BAD RED!" Green shouted, "Lorelei will know your battle style better than almost anyone. So to make sure she won't recognize you, you'll be using my and Bleu's pokemon!"
Blue's head suddenly snapped up. "What did you say? You can't -"
Green clamped a hand over his mouth. "I can and I will! You'll challenge Lorelei to a three-on-three, Red... so Blue, cough up two of your pokemon!"
Blue glared at her, but Green just smiled. Finally, he reached to his belt and carefully chose two pokeballs.
Green whipped out a pokeball of her own, and handed the three to Red. "Here you go!"
Red sadly took them.
Green's voice suddenly became serious. "Don't get tempted to use your own, she warned, "the point is to distract Lorelei while Bleu and I search her room... not to win! We don't want her to know that we know who she is..."
Red left to change into his costume. Blue sidled out from against the wall.
"What do you expect to gain from this? I want to know what Lorelei is doing as badly as you do, but why go to these lengths?"
Green did not respond immediately. "I want to know what's going on here. I think that we might be in real danger, and I have a feeling that this will help us to figure things out. You want to know why I brought so many bags?"
Blue didn't say anything. He just looked at her, waiting for her to answer her own question.
"I knew something strange was going on even sooner than you did. You don't think I'd pack for the average vacation by bring disguises?"
"Not unless you were insane," Blue grinned, "which is arguable."
Green never answered him, as Red re-entered the room. "Red," she said teasingly, but with a smile,"don't you look handsome!"
Red blushed and sullenly looked down at the ground. "I look like an old man," he complained.
Green examined him. "You're supposed to," she pointed out. Suddenly, she grabbed a can of something fromt he suitcase and sprayed it on Red.
"What the...?" but before he could finish, the deed was done. Green turned him to the mirror.
"Tah-dah!" she exclaimed. Red gaped at his reflection. Green had used some kind of temporary spray-on dye, and his hair was now completely gray. In the background, Blue was chuckling. Green slapped a bush, gray stick-on mustache on Red's face.
Red looked angrily at the ground. "I can't believe you got me to do this," he moaned.
Green merely smiled brightly. "One more thing..."
Red winced and braced himself for another crazy accessory, but Green only handed him a little earpiece and clipped something onto his shirt's strached white collar.
"A teensy-tiny walkie-talkie," she explained, winking and indicating with her fingers how small it was. "You talk quietly into the one at your collar, and you can listen to me reply through the earpiece."
She held up an average-sized walkie talkie. "Since no one will be watching me, I'll take this normal-sized one and communicate with you as Blue and I go through Lorlei's room! Yours is super-sensitive to sound, so I should catch details of the battle pretty clearly. Of course, tonight you're only setting the stage for tomorrow, but you still might need some help!"
Red groaned. "Let's get htis over with."
The night was a long one for Red. All through dinner, Red tried to keep his identity secret as he fooled Lorelei's - or Andrea, asthey seemed to know her by-group (Lorelei wasn't there. Just as Green had predicted, she was scared away when they recognized her.) into thinking he was the batty egotistical Mr. Koopalopolis. He wondered why in the world Green chose that name, of all names...
Green and Blue, meanwhile, sat in a small, shadowy corner table. They both ate dinner, but more often they were bossing Red around. And at one point they were trying to explain to a curious Yellow why Red wasn't there, and what they were doing with the walkie-talkie. It didn't take much effort to convince the gullible Yellow that Red was sick in bed (although it was much harder to convince her that he was too sick to see visitors) and that the walkie-talkie was an attempt at contacting Clef's sister, who lived on the moon. They were actually quite surprised she fell for that one.
"Ready for round two?" Blue asked Red.
"Absolutely not," Red said, as Green sprayed the dye onto his hair.
Bleu turned to Green. "You better hope Lorelei is here this morning," he warned, "or Red will probably be ready to kill you for needlessly putting him into this costume."
Green, suprisingly, bit her lip. "I can't be sure," she replied, as she put the cap back onto the spray, "but I only hope Lorelei will show."
Once Red's costume was done, the three furtively sneaked out of her room. Then they parted, going seperate ways.
In the dining room, Red gritted his teeth as he scanned the room. Lorelei was not present.
"She's not here," he said, lips unmoving, into the walkie-talkie.
"She's coming out of her room right now!" Green and Blue, meanwhile, were just around the corner from Lorelei's room, watching her. She seemed angry.
A minute later: "Here she is!" Red quietly explained, as Lorlei entered the room. Suddenly, his usual confidence came back to him as Lorelei looked him in the eye and walked toward him.
"Are you Mr. Koopalopolis?" Lorelei inquired politely. Her face was flushed with irritation.
Red lowered his voice about an octave. "Yes, that's me. Why do you ask?"
Lorelei broke out into a toothy, almost evil, grin. "You claim to be the best pokemon trainer. I must say, this wounds my pride... I am a very strong trainer myself, and even I was defeated. By a mere girl. And later, I traveled with some very strong trainers, the girl included. And I'm sure that any of them, any one of them, could pulverize you at any time."
Red almost grinned.
Blue, feeling quite flattered himself, looked at his companion. Green was smiling with memories of her victory. He nudged her, and mouthed the words, "Look around." Green nodded, snapping out of her daydream, and shut the door behind her - locking it so that they wouldn't be interrupted.
"Well," boasted Red, "I don't believe any silly girl could beat me!" Green laughed to herself. Mr. Koopalopolis was almost too much like Red. He acted almost the same way when they'd first met. Thankfully, Green told herself, the Elite Four hadn't been tracking his movements that early on.
Lorleei stared at him coldy, ice queen that she was. "Enough talk. Let's battle."
Red was a bit surprised. "Here? Now? In the dining room?" He barely remembered his 'Mr. Koopalopolis voice'.
Lorlelei nodded slowly and cocked her head to the side. "Yes."
Red nodded back, a light coming into his eyes. "Fine. Do your worst! Three-on-three!"
Lorelei merely nodded again.
The battle had begun.
a/n: So, what do you think? There'll be some shipping (just a teensy-tiny hint of it!) and the battle, of course. :)