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Talia arrived at their destination with Andrew in tow. A large open field with different sized rock formations and single ones all over the place, from knee high to as big as a bus. She was puzzled by why it had to be exactly this kind of environment for their training.

"So Andrew, why the hell did you drag me all the wa-"

"Hey Talia! Think fast." He interrupted her and she began to turn arround.

"Huh?"

*WHACK*

She was greeted by a fist sized stone right across her face, she stumbled backwards, landing on her butt.

Checking her face for any blood she felt it begin to boil.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, man?! First the slap and now this! If this will turn out to be an abusive relationship, I'm outa here before you can recover from the kick to your nuts."

"Calm your tits, the slap was mere payback for ... a lot of things, actually. And the look on your face made up for all of it. As for the stone, this was part of the training."

"Part of the training?! I'm sorry, I guess I missed the memo stating that my training consits of stoning me like I said 'Jehova' a few times too often. How the hell is that supposed to help me, anyway?"

"It was just a test to your reflexes ... aaaand you failed."

Talia took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down.

"Okay Mr. Miyagi, before we continue this, I need a few more informations. Who or what will we take on?"

Andrew whipped out his phone an fumbled with it for a while.

"The gym leaders name is Roxanne, she specializes in Rock type pokemon, that's why we're here. And in our case, she'll probably send her Nosepass after us."

"How are you so sure?"

"If I understand this right, gym leaders choose their pokemon according to the number of pokemon and badges the challenger has. She won't use the same team as she would on a trainer with six pokemon and seven badges, you know what I mean?"

Talia nodded "So I have to beat a single Rock pokemon, that's it? In case you forgot, I took on four Dark types earlier this week."

"If you refer to the event I think you're referig to, I call bullshit. Don't forget that neither me, nor my flashlight will be there to help you. All I can do is give you commands and warn you if something is sneaking up on you, that's it. And I believe you pronounced 'ran away from' wrong."

"I still don't see a problem with it. I mean come on, one sing-"

*WHACK*

Another stone hit her face.

Talia stayed calm, at least on the outside. She walked towards the stone on the ground, picked it up, held it in front or her and glanced at Andrew with threatening eyes.

"I swear to god Andrew, do that one more time and I will insert that thing into you the worst way imaginable."

Kinda used to her threats by now, he took it in stride.

"Okay, I get it. No more stones to your face. I just have one, very important question. Do you know Magical Leaf?"

She let go of the stone and held her right, open palm infront of her. "You mean this?" She created a small light in it and five glowing leaves materialized within.

"Yes that's exactly what I mean, think you can make it bigger and shoot it ... uhm," He looked around for a target until he spotted a rather sturdy looking rock, tall as himself and wide as a small car. "Over there?"

"Hmm."

Talia moved her left hand next to the right and repositioned them like she was holding something with both hands. The light between them grew bigger, more leaves appeared. She aimed them at the rock and shot them like she was told. The leaves hit their target like a shotgun blast. A few of them were sticking out on its surface, the majority buried themselves inside the rock and three even managed to punch holes through the whole thing. Andrew stepped foward and analyzed the damage. He had a few ideas how to work on that attack and took a notepad and pen from his backpack, he scribbled down a few notes and turned to her.

"You can't imagine how glad I am you know that, that's our trump card. But moving on, what is the attack you're normally fighting with? You know, when you have to defend yourself, what's your go to move?"

Talia smiled at him, snapped her fingers and ... nothing happened. Andrew was about to ask what she was up to as she turned to the already damaged rock holding her arm out. The target in front of her was blown to bits by two Psychic attacks, one by her and one by an unknown source from its right.

Andrew looked in awe at her display of power and timing.

"What was that?"

"That Andrew, was 'Laser Cannon Death Sentence'."

"Laser cannon what now? Pretty sure that's not an actual attack."

"Basically, it was Psybeam combined with Future Sight. I like my name better, though.

"You know what? Fine, it kicks ass so I don't care about the name. So now, I've seen you use Flash before but do you know any other defensive moves?"

She had a look on her face that wanted to ask if his parents were related.

"You do know I'm a 20 year old Gardevoir and not a newly hatched Ralts, right?"

Andrew realized this was a dumb question and quickly thought of a cover up.

"Really? With you I have a hard time telling the difference, sometimes."

She didn't even bother with his retort, instead she created multiple clones of herself. They circled Andrew and began to move around him. Once the Talias came to a stop they stuck out their tounges and flipped him off.

He looked around and eyed the Gardevoirs for a moment, he turned to one of them and mirrored her gesture.

"Nice Double Team, but it needs work."

The Gardevoirs faces fell and all of them, except the one in front of him vanished.

"How the hell did you manage to see through it? Back at the clan my Double Team was considered to be one of the best."

Andrew walked up to her and cupped her face in both of his hands.

"Your eyes..."

Her cheeks got warm. "W-What do you mean?"

"There is something in them, something unique, alive and untameable. Something that makes me stop and focus at them everytime I look at you."

"R-Really?"

He let go of her cheeks.

"Nope! But of the twenty something versions of yourself you've created, only one had your new clothes on yours truly bought, so it wasn't that hard to spot you. Like I said it needs work."

He streched himself and let out a long yawn.

"But you know what? I say we'll call it a day. We've spent a lot of time finding this place and we skipped dinner. Don't even get me started on the nerves I spent on our little shopping trip. So what do you say? Lunch on the way back to our room?"

He walked past Talia with a tap on her shoulder.

'Now we're even, you tease.'

She was ready to murder someone, the only reason she didn't murder him was the mention of lunch. She held herself back until she noticed something on the ground.

"Hey Andrew!"

"Huh?" He stopped and started to turn.

"Think fast..."

*WHACK*

'Now we're even.'


Andrew was still rubbing the bump on his head when they arrived at the shopping mile from earlier. He looked around for a place that sold the thing he desired. As soon as he found it, he sat Talia down a bench nearby and said.

"Wait here, I'll be back soon."

He was gone before she could even protest or ask any questions. A few minutes later he came back with two handfuls of, what appeared to be half a loaf of white bread and handed her one. He sat down on the bench next to her.

"Say hello to your new god when it comes to fast food." He stated and began to devour the thing.

She noticed there was a bunch of stuff inside of the bread and took a closer look. Thin, grilled slices of meat, fresh vegetables, two sauces, dices of white cheese and the smell of several spices greeted her. She took a bite out of it and experienced her first foodgasm. Talia let out a long moan while she chewed.

"Where were you all my live?"

"In Petalburg, tending bar."

"I wasn't talking to you, but thanks anyway for... what is that?"

"Döner kebab, it's fast, depending where you get it it's fresh and most of all it's delicious. The perfect food after a night at the bar, in front of and behind the counter alike."

Talia was halfway through with her meal when she paused.

"You have no idea how good you have it, you know?"

Andrew swallowed the bite of his kebab and turned his attention to her.

"What do you mean?"

"Just this," She pointed at hers. "Back at the clan organizing food was hard work. We would form teams for hunting for meat, gathering fruits and getting water almost everyday. These teams would take hours for their tasks. You were gone for five minutes and came back with that fucking magic."

"Hmm."

"And not only that, the safety in our room, the comfy bed, the shower, the clothes. No matter what you want, you just go somewhere, wait a few minutes and bam."

Andrew pondered on her words for a minute.

"I see where you are coming from, but don't think city life is easy as cake. True we can get almost anything we want within a few minutes to hours, depending on the object or service. But all of that costs money and earning that can be a pain in the ass. Human society is basically the same thing as your clan, just on a much bigger scale. And I'm only talking about 'normal' work, we're kind of a special case."

Talia raised her eyebrow. "Special case?"

"I mean we can live like royalty while we're in a city. We stay at combinations of a hotel and hospital for free, we work for a few days and get a shit ton of money out of it. The rest of the time we're on the road, though. We'll have to deal with constant changing in weather and environments, hostile pokemon and the supplies for such a living aren't cheap, either. Plus certain gyms might take longer than others. So there you have it, every lifestyle got their pros and cons, including ours."

Andrew went back to his kebab and ate the rest before it got cold. She did the same and addressed him one more time.

"Let me get this straight, as long as I kick ass at gym battles, we can keep this life standard up?"

He just nodded.

A new flame was kindled within her. "Fuckin' A!"

"I'm glad we're finally on the same page. I don't know about you..."

He sat up from the bench.

"But I'm stuffed, still tired and ready for bed, shall we?

"You just said the magic word with 'B'. Let's!"


Back at their room Talia stared at the large, but single bed in the room.

"Say Andrew, do you see anything wrong with this picture?"

Although he knew what she was talking about, he played dumb.

"Nope, do you?"

"I'm maybe not familiar with every detail of human society, but even I know you only share a bed with the one you call your mate here, too. Or was it wife ... girlfriend ... life mate ... fuck buddy ... I don't give a damn, just at a relationship level we have not."

"All of the above and I don't give a damn, either. I just know that we both need to get some rest and this bed is the only place we can get it. So get over yourself and don't pay any thought to the company." He said while changing into his sleeping attire which still consited of his boxer shorts and nothing else. He laid onto the bed and covered himself with the sheets.

Talia blushed at the sight and hesitated at first, but did the same.

"Just keep your hands to yourself and no blanket hogging, you hear?"

"As long as you can practice what you preach, we're cool. Good night Talia."

She snuggled into the warmth of the bed.

"Night."


Some might call this an eventful day, they call it Monday. Till next time.