Disclaimer Thinga Ma Bob: Ugh, I DON'T OWN POKEMON! PLEASE, GET THAT INTO YOUR HEADS! ME NO OWN POKKEHMON! OKAY? LIVE WITH IT!!!
I've calmed down xP
Author's Note: Good God, this is 40 pages long on Microsoft Word! It may take you a few days to read xP Remember, this is a total one-shot, so I have no idea how I'm gonna end it! Perhaps I shall kill somone... Bahah. -Harley Pops Into Mind- Nah, he's too important. Anyhoo, for those who think Drew is a bit mad in the head with Steve, he's not. I just thought Steve would add a bit of colour into this fanfic, that's all!
May stepped onto the stage confidently.
"Squirtle, take the stage!" she yelled happily, and threw her pokeball. The audience burst out laughing.
"What's wrong?" asked May, peering around the crowd. Squirtle looked up at May, and started to laugh.
"Squirtle Squirt!" it laughed, pointing at May. May looked down. She was naked.
"Squirtle!" (How embarassing!)
May covered herself up quickly, and ran off the stage, her face redder than a tomato.
Standing in the empty side-room was Harley, with May's clothes.
"Looking for these?" he sneered, holding up May's clothes. May tried to grab them, but Harley held them up even higher. He laughed, and started to shred them up into pieces. Max, May's brother, walked into the room.
"May?" laughed Max, pointing at May. He laughed and laughed until his sides ached. May's eyes welled up with tears, and she ran out of the contest arena, sobbing. A crowd of people were chasing her as she ran into the distance...
"May, May!"
Someone grabbed May's arm.
"Leave me alone!" cried May, struggling.
"May, get up!"
May woke up with a start, breathing heavily. It was still night. For one horrifying moment, she thought she had wet herself, but it was just night sweat.
"May, are you ok?"
Sitting next to May on the bed was Drew, looking at her worriedly.
"May, what's wrong?"
May burst into tears.
"It was awful!" she cried, flinging herself into Drew's arms. Drew held her awkwardly for a minute, but then started to stroke her hair.
"Max... laughing... contests... crying... scared..." cried May, sobbing into Drew's chest.
"It's okay..." soothed Drew. After long moments of crying loudly, May eventually calmed down.
"Sorry for that..." she mumbled, wiping away her tears.
"S'okay," said Drew truthfully. He flicked his hair. "All this stress of the contest must've been getting to you. Maybe it'd be better for you to go back to your own bed now..."
May suddenly clung to Drew's arm fearfully.
"I don't want to..." she whispered, looking up at Drew with her big, sapphire eyes.
"Oh, okay..." sighed Drew, allowing May to slip back between the sheets. "No more nightmares, ok?"
May laughed feebly. "I'll try!"
May snuggled into Drew's arm, and fell asleep in a matter of minutes. Drew stared up to the ceiling, thinking hard.
'Contest tomorrow...' he thought, sighing. He looked down at May, who was now sleeping peacefully instead of thrashing about.
'What if you're against her?' asked Steve.
'I'll battle her normally.'
'Will you? Seeing as you like her now...'
'God, am I turning into a schizophrenic?' (A/N: I have no idea if I spelt that right!)
'Nah, I'm just your conscience!'
'You are? I thought you were my inner-mind!'
'No, Billy's your inner-mind.'
'Schizophrenia...'
'No, this happens to people when they fall in love!' said Steve firmly.
'Love!? This is a harmless crush!'
'Eh, I love it when you admit it that you like her...'
'But I don't love her, though!'
'You can never be too young, you know...'
'I'm concentrating on contests now, not romance. Ok?'
'Fine then, Mr Dull.'
Steve poofed off somewhere. Drew sighed again, and turned over in his bed. His face was now deep in May's hair. He loved the smell of May's hair; honeycomb. He twirled her hair around her finger. He twirled it slower and slower, until, he fell asleep.
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Outside Ally's house was a Meowth, peering up to Drew and May's bedroom window.
"I wonder if dat twerp is in dere..." he wondered to himself. A young woman with long, pink-purple-red hair came walking towards
"Where's James?" questioned Meowth the minute he noticed the woman.
"Urgh," moaned Jessie, flopping down beside Meowth. "He was acting all weird, so I left him somewhere in the field with his over-affectionate Cacnea."
"I noticed dat too. What's wrong with him, anyways?"
Jessie grunted. "I don't know."
There was a moment of silence.
Meowth pointed up to the windows.
"I tink dere's a twerp in dis house!" he announced.
"Really?" asked Jessie, surprised. "I thought they were in Sinnoh!"
"Nah" said Meowth, shaking his head. "Dat really short twerp in da glasses and de twerp you battle against in contests stayed at home. I guess dat de May girl went to de Johto."
"But how did we end up in the Johto?!" asked Jessie, pounding the grass with her fists. "We're supposed to be catching that Pikachu!"
"Relax!" soothed Meowth. "Dose twerps are still on deir way to Sinnoh! We can catch up with dem in our balloon!"
Jessie groaned. "I saw a Slowpoke going faster than us the other day!"
"Ah!" said Meowth, standing up triumphantly. "I bought a rocket booster, so dat we can catch up with dem easily!"
Jessie narrowed her eyes curiously. "Where do you get all this money to buy these things?"
Meowth sweatdropped.
"I have no idea!" he admitted truthfully. "Blame de editors!"
They both sighed, and Jessie turned to look behind her.
"Where is James?" she asked, peering into the darkness. "I'm getting worried..."
This time it was Meowth who narrowed his eyes.
"Worried, huh?"
Jessie quickly turned around.
"No!" she said hastily. "Stop looking so suspicious, you fat head!"
She kicked Meowth's face (A/N: As always. Poor Meowth!).
As Meowth groaned in pain, Jessie stomped into the distance.
"Dere's something wrong with Jessie and James... I wonder what..." muttered Meowth to himself, rubbing his swollen head.
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May woke up with the sun shining through the windows into the room. She yawned and stretched, then suddenly sat up.
"The contest!" gasped May, jumping out of bed. "I'm late!"
She yanked on her bandana, and sprinted down the stairs. In the kitchen were Ally and Drew.
"Hey, sleepyhead!" greeted Ally, handing May a bowl of porridge. "We're leaving to go to the contest in five minutes!"
May spluttered on her breakfast.
"FIVE MINUTES?" she gasped. "I haven't even groomed my pokemon!"
May rushed upstairs, forgetting about her breakfast.
"Ah, she remembers everything..." said Drew sarcastically. Ally peered at him.
"I saw you two last night!" she giggled.
Drew blushed. "D-doing what?"
"Ohhh!" gushed Ally, giggling more. "You were in each other's arms... very cute!"
Drew flicked his hair. "You watch too much TV, Ally."
Ally folded her arms. "I know what I saw, Drew!"
"Yeah?" said Drew, a bit irritated. "May slept in my bed because her bed was dirty."
"Mmm..." said Ally thoughtfully, getting up from the table. "I'm off to the contest. Coming?"
Drew shook his head. "I think I'll wait for May."
Ally shrugged. "Okay."
She gathered her pokeballs, and left the house. May re-appeared in the kitchen with very high-polished pokeballs.
"Done!" she said happily. "My pokemon's coats are all nice and sleek!"
"Come on, we'd better leave. Ally's already left," said Drew, opening the back door.
May stashed her pokeballs in her bag, and left the room with Drew.
"It's gotten warmer, hasn't it?" commented May, smiling. The snow had long melted, and flowers were sprouting everywhere.
"Have you decided which pokemon you're going to use yet?" asked Drew, as they set off.
May's smile slid off her face.
"Well, no, I haven't..."
"What!?" said a shocked Drew. He looked seriously at May. "May, you have to choose now!"
"Well, I was thinking about using Blaziken in the appeals round..." mumbled May. Drew nodded.
"... and Tentacruel in the battle rounds!"
Drew almost fell over.
"That monster?" he gasped. May folded her arms.
"Tentie isn't a beast, you know!"
"Tentie?" sneered Drew.
"Well, Tentacruel is a long name, so I'm calling it Tentie!" said May firmly.
"That thing tried to kill me!" said Drew reproachfully.
"It was trying to hug you!" protested May.
"With poison tentacles?!" retorted Drew, gesturing wildly.
"Yeah, well..." mumbled May.
"Use that thing in the contest, and you'll never get past the first round!" sneered Drew, flicking his hair. May fumed.
"Fine! I've changed my mind!" she said through gritted teeth.
"Good," retorted Drew.
"I'll use it in the Appeals round instead!"
Drew sighed.
"May, I'm trying to help you. You won't get past with Tentacruel!"
But May wouldn't change her mind.
"You'll see, Drew!" she said confidently as they entered Cherrygrove.
Drew glanced around.
"Where's the arena?" he asked questiongly. A teenage girl ran up to Drew, giggling madly.
"Are you Drew?" she giggled. Drew looked a bit shocked.
"Err, yes," he replied, still surprised.
"Will you sign this for me, please?" giggled the girl, holding up a picture of Drew.
"Uh, sure!" said a dazed Drew. He quickly signed the photo, and the giggly girl scurried away.
"Oho!" said a fruity voice from the shadows. "Signing autographs, are we now, Drewie?"
Harley emerged from the shadows, smirking.
"Oh, it you," snarled May. "What are you going to do today, strangle me so that I can't compete?"
Harley laughed coldly. "That isn't a bad idea, girl! No, I have another plan."
He grabbed May's arm and started to drag her away. There was a mad glint in Harley's eyes, one that neither Drew or May had ever seen before. May tried to struggle, but Harley wouldn't let go.
"Hey!" yelled Drew angrily. He jumped between Harley and May, so that Harley let go of May.
"Oh, trying to save your little girlfriend, hmm, Drewsie?" sneered Harley.
"Don't you dare hurt May," snarled Drew. Harley stood up straight.
"Wait, don't tell me!" he gushed. "You two are dating!?"
Drew flicked his hair. "That isn't your business."
"Oh, is isn't it? You puny twerp..." growled Harley, rolling up his sleeves.
"There he is!" called a male voice from behind Drew and May. Turning around, Drew saw a tall man with a white beard running up at them. He was wearing a white sailor's cap and a blue jacket.
"That's the guy who damaged our ship!" yelled the man.
"Whah?" gasped Harley in a fake way. "Me?"
"Yeah, you!" grunted the sailor. "We saw you on CCTV cameras! You were forcing your Cacturne to damage a fence, causing a young girl and boy fall in!"
Drew decided not to say that the young girl and boy were actually him and May.
"And that's why you're under arrest, buddy!" growled the sailor. An Officer Jenny handcuffed Harley.
"What? But I'm in a contest!" wailed Harley as Officer Jenny dragged him away.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that!" said Jenny. "You're automatically disqualified!"
"But what about my pokemon?" said Harley desperately, struggling to get away.
"We're taking away your Trainer License, and your pokemon. You were abusing your Trainer Rights," said Jenny triumphantly.
"But I'd never mistreat my darlings!" protested Harley.
"Oh! That's where you're wrong!" called the sailor. "A fellow sailor overheard you forcing your Cacture to obey you! And if it didn't, you said you wouldn't feed it for a month!"
"This isn't FAIR!" screamed Harley, as Officer Jenny dragged him out of view.
Drew turned to May. She was sitting on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Are you okay?" asked Drew, as he helped her up. May was still trembling.
"I never knew Harley would be that desperate to win..." she whispered.
"Hopefully he'll be locked up now," said Drew in a reassuring voice. May smiled feebly at him.
"Thanks for saving me, Drew," she said softly. Drew shrugged.
"It was nothing..." he said, blushing lightly.
May sat down on a bench behind them. Drew sat down closely next to her. Once again, May rested her head on Drew's arm. The crowd that had been watching Harley's arrest had long disappeared, leaving Drew and May on their own.
"It was really brave of you, Drew," said May quietly. She looked up at Drew, and saw, once again, they were very close to each other. May blushed lightly, and turned away.
'Damnit!' thought Drew.
'Disappointed, are we?' sneered Steve, but Drew ignored him.
"Omigosh, it's DREW!" yelled a squealing voice from behind Drew. Turning quickly to the source of the squeal, he saw a gang of teenage girls running to him.
"Get him!" yelled the giggly girl from before. The girls ran towards Drew, their lips outstretched.
"Ahh!" yelled Drew, and he quickly got up, grabbing May at the same time.
"Huh-?" said May, before being dragged off by Drew. Frantically, they both ran as fast as possible from the giggly teenage girl. Drew quickly pressed May onto a wall in an alley. The herd of girls zoomed past them and out of sight.
"Whew..." panted Drew, looking up. And, yet again, his face was very close to May's. May turned her face away.
'For Pete's SAKE!' grunted Steve.
"No..." muttered May softly, shaking her head.
Drew understood what she meant.
"Doesn't feel right in a filthy alley filled with garbage, does it?" he said quietly, smiling softly. May laughed feebly.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said coyly. She slid out of the alley, with Drew following closely behind her.
"If those whack girls come again..." said May, turning to Drew, "I'm sure Tentacruel would be happy to meet them."
Drew laughed as they entered the Contest Arena. They approached the front desk, where a pretty young woman in a red and blue uniform smiled up to them. A name-tag on her chest said that her name was Miranda.
"Hello!" she greeted, nodding. "Are you here to enter the contest?"
"I sure am!" said May eagerly.
"May I see your Contest Pass?"
May dug into her bag, and pulled out a small credit card-like object.
"Here it is!" she said happily, handing it to the woman.
"Oh..." sighed Miranda. "This is a Kanto Pass. I'm afraid you can't enter with it."
"Is it possible to get a Johto Pass?" asked May quickly. The young woman shook her head sadly.
"I'm afraid you are too late. I just gave the last one to a young girl with brown hair," she said, looking a bit guilty.
"Ally!" muttered Drew from the shadows. Miranda looked up.
"Are you entering the contest, too?" she asked, as Drew emerged from the darkness.
"Yes. But apparently, you don't have enough Passes for May and I," said Drew darkly. He flicked his hair. "I guess we'll have to leave..."
"Wait! If I write down your names, maybe I'll get special permission from the judges to let you enter," said Miranda, smiling kindly.
"That would be great!" said May happily. "I'm May, and this is Drew."
Miranda dropped her biro.
"D-Drew? The co-ordinator?" she gushed. She produced a photo of Drew from her pocket. "Can I please have your autograph?!"
Drew sighed, and reluctantly signed it. He leaned on the table.
"So, are we allowed to enter?"
Miranda sweatdropped. "Oh, yeah! I forgot! Just wait one moment!"
She rushed through a side-door, leaving Drew and May alone in the welcome hall.
"Well, I hope we get in!" said May hopefully, looking up at Drew. Drew swiftly flicked his hair with his fingers.
"Why do always do that?" questioned May curiously, peering into Drew's face.
"Do what?" asked Drew, an innocent look on his face.
"You know!" teased May, giggling. "That flicky thing!"
Drew flicked his hair again absent-mindedly.
"Yeah, that!" pointed out May, grinning.
"Oh, this?" teased Drew, flicking his hair over-enthusiastically.
Happily tottering across the hall was the Shuckle that May tripped over, a few days before.
"Shuck Shuckle!" (Okay, so maybe barnyard walks aren't for me! But nothing bad can happen in a contest!)
May laughed at Drew childish antic.
"No, it's more like this!" she grinned, pushing Drew's fringe aside roughly. May must've pushed a bit too hard, because Drew staggered backwards and toppled over the unsuspecting Shuckle, pulling May down with him.
"... Shuck Shuck!" (... See ya!)
The Shuckle quickly sped out of the room, leaving Drew and May in a heap on the floor.
May looked up at Drew. Shuckle had squirted some Juice at Drew, so his hair was sticking to his face, and bushy on the top.
"You look like a mop!" laughed May, rolling on the floor. Drew quickly shaped his hair back into shape.
"Yeah?" he teased, poking May. May laughed even more.
"Ahem!" said a voice from the side-door. Drew and May quickly sat up. Miranda was standing in the doorway, peering down at the two juice-covered youngsters.
"What were you doing down there?" she asked curiously. May stood up, brushing herself down.
"We were... err..." she stuttered, blushing.
"Long story," finished Drew, who had gotten up from the now-sticky floor. He flicked his hair, which was still a bit damp. "Are we allowed in the contest?"
Miranda smiled happily. "Yes!"
May squealed delightedly.
"I'd hurry now, the contest is starting soon!" warned Miranda, but May had already sped off through the side-door.
"Eager," explained Drew desperately to Miranda's confused expression. "Well, thanks."
Drew jogged after May into the side-room. The room was full of co-ordinators.
A girl with long, violet pleated hair was desperately trying to train her Dratini.
"Dratini, listen to me!" she pleaded. The Dratini, though, was happily embracing itself around an Arbok.
"Arbok, stop making kissy faces!" commanded a boy with floppy brown hair. He looked up at Drew.
"Love!" he sighed, smiling feebly at Drew. Drew nodded back, and continued to peer around the room.
A girl with very long dark red hair was grooming her Slowking gently.
"Are you looking forward?" she asked her Slowking eagerly while polishing it's shell-hat.
"Slow King!" said the Slowking, nodding happily. The girl laughed. She looked up at Drew, who was staring at her in disbelief.
"Drew!" she gasped, getting up and dropping the cloth she was using to polish Slowking.
"Hey, Soledad," said Drew quietly, flicking his hair. He looked up her. "I see your Slowbro has evolved into a Slowking."
Solded nodded. "I know, I'm really proud."
Drew looked away. "Well, I'll see you in the contest."
He walked away, his hands in his pockets. Drew hadn't quite forgiven Soledad for telling May in the Kanto Grand Festival that he had gotten feelings for her.
'Well, she was right...' mumbled Steve.
'Small feelings. Feelings smaller than your IQ,' insisted Drew.
"Hey, you just dissed yourself!' teased Steve.
'Ugh, shut up.'
He shrugged Steve away, and continued to search for May.
"Typhlosion! Get back here!" Drew heard someone yell. A Typhlosion rushed past Drew, fear in its eyes.
"Typhlosion!!" yelled the voice again, from behind Drew. Turning around, Drew saw a boy around his age, maybe a bit older. His floppy black hair covered half his dark eyes. His skin was oddly pale and ghostly. His white t-shirt and black, casual waistcoat were scorched by the flames his Typhlosion was producing. The hem of his long, black combats were trailing on the floor, worn away from being trodden on so often. The boy stared straight into Drew's eyes for a moment.
"What are you looking at?" he asked furiously. Sighing in an irritated way, the boy ran off after his Typhlosion, his feet pounding the floor as he ran.
"What's his problem?" wondered Drew to himself quietly, turning around. He banged straight into May.
"Hey!" greeted May. "Where were you?"
Drew got up from the floor, which he had toppled onto after the impact.
"Did you see that boy and his Typhlosion?" questioned Drew, as he and May went back to the corner in which May had left her Blaziken and Tentacruel.
"Yeah! He called Tentie ugly!" growled May angrily.
"No kidding!" said Drew sarcastically. May pushed him lightly on the shoulder.
"I like you better when you're nice!"
'She said that she likes you!' said Steve happily.
'Yeah, well, only in a friend-like way and when I'm nice.'
'Be nicer then!'
'...'
Drew shrugged. May had started to polish one of the big, red glowing orbs on Tentie's head.
"How about we have a quick little practice?" asked May to her Tentie. Tentie nodded eagerly.
"Tenta!"
"Tentie, use Supersonic!" commanded May, grinning. Tentie started to glow an eerie blue.
"That's not Supersonic..." muttered Drew, stepping warily away from Tentie.
A second later, Drew was thrown across the room.
"What was that?!" he demanded, getting up from a pile of PokeBlocks. May shrugged.
"I have no idea!" she admitted truthfully. She turned back to Tentie.
"What did you just do now?" asked May curiously. Tentie looked confused.
"To me," said Drew, standing beside May, "It looked like Psychic."
"Psychic?" gasped May, staring at Drew. "Really?"
Drew nodded. "That's what the Tauros did to me."
May grinned as she hugged Tentie.
"Tentie, you learned Psychic!"
"Tenta Tenta!" (Yay me!)
Tentie happily hugged May back with its tentacles.
"Tenta!"
Tentacruel reached out for Drew with one of it's tentacles, and pulled him into a tight hug as well.
"Get off me!" came Drew's muffled voice.
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"So, are you all ready?" said a woman cheerfully. Her light brown hair was bobbing around at her shoulders, and a white headband was trying to keep her wildly curly hair in place. She wore a lilac blouse with a tight black tank top over it, and tight black jeans. Standing beside her was a beautiful Glaceon, which was one of the newly-discovered Eeveeloutions.
"It's so pretty!" said May breathlessly, gazing at the Glaceon. Drew nodded at the woman.
"I'm Gillian, the Johto referee!" she explained to many bewildered faces. "For some reason, people keep mixing me up with my younger sisters, Vivian and Lilian. I mean, how? We wear totally different things, and out personalities so not alike!"
May laughed.
"I thought that Lilian was Vivian in my first Kanto contest!" she said. Gillian turned to look at her.
"Hmm..." she said thoughtfully. "I know where I've seen you before! The Kanto Grand Festival!"
May blushed.
"You were in the Grand Festival?" asked a surprised voice.
"She was in the Hoenn one too!" came another.
"She was in the Top 8, I saw her on TV!"
"She was in the Kanto Top 4!"
"Wow!" breathed many voices. May blushed.
"I can't believe so many people saw me..."
Drew flicked his hair.
"You're almost as popular as me!" he smirked. Soledad walked up to them.
"IT'S SOLEDAD!" screeched a voice.
"SHE WON THE FESTIVAL!"
"LET'S GET HER AUTOGRAPH!"
Soledad was chased out of the room by many fans. Drew and May sweatdropped.
"I'm actually hoping that I won't win the Johto Grand Festival..." muttered May.
"Who said you'll even get to it?" sneered Drew. May stomped off in a huff.
'NICE, NOT MEAN!' yelled Steve from Drew's mind.
'Shut up.'
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"Please, give a warm welcome to our first contestant, Natasha, from New Bark Town!" echoed Gillian's voice around the stadium.
The audience stared expectantly at the stage, but no one appeared.
"Natasha!" called Gillian again, peering around the stage. A small chubby man ran onto the stage, and whispered something into Gillian's face. Gillian nodded, and the chubby man rushed off again.
"Well, it seems that Natasha and another contestant, Nigel, cannot compete, because their pokemon are currently being over-affectionate with each other."
The audience broke into laughter. Gillian giggled with them.
"Anyway, first up is Jay, from Goldenrod!"
A boy with ghostly pale skin walked onto the stage, his face as moody as ever. His black hair was strewn over his eyes, but he had managed to wash t-shirt and waistcoat.
"Scyther, it's time to show your stuff!" yelled Jay, throwing a pokeball. A huge Scyther, taller than Jay, appeared after a sparkling entrance.
"Wow, it's a Shiny Pokemon!" announced Gillian from the sidelines. "This is a rare sight, people!"
Drew, who had been watching Jay from the TV in the side-room, shuddered as he thought about his recent encounter with a Scyther.
Jay clicked his hands, and Scyther immediately stuck out its blades.
"Scyther, use Rapid Spin!" he commanded. Scyther started to spin quickly, his blade-like arms still sticking out. Soon, a beautiful whistling sound was heard.
"How amazing!" commented Gillian. "Scyther is combining Rapid Spin and its blades to create a mystical noise!"
"Jay and his Scyther are obviously close to each other, or otherwise they wouldn't have been able to communicate with each other with the mere click of a fingers," said Mr Contesta from the judging panel.
"Remarkable!" said Mr Sukizo, smiling happily.
"The bond between them is just breathtaking!" said Nurse Joy.
"Scyther, use Hyper Beam!" commanded Jay over the whistling noise. Scyther, still spinning, obediently obeyed. It shot out an orange glow from its mouth, and it's blades cut it up into tiny pieces. The stage was covered by orange sparkles.
"How beautiful!" said Gillian, jumping up and down. Jay bowed, and returned his magnificent Scyther, and walked off the stage.
"It'll be hard to beat that!" exclaimed Gillian, who had now bounced back onto the stage. "Next up is Soledad, from Pewter City!"
Soledad walked onto the stage, smiling at the audience. Her long hair was cascading down her back, sweeping gently as she walked.
"Slowking, it's time to shine!" she said confidently, releasing her Slowking from its pokeball.
"Wow, folks! It's a Slowking!" gasped Gillian. "This is also a rare sight!"
The audience clapped and cheered. Soledad nodded.
"Slowking, use Psychic on yourself!" she commanded. Slowking nodded, and slowly floated up to the air gracefully.
"Now use Blizzard, and control the snow with your Psychic!" ordered Soledad, and Slowking obeyed. The snow whirled around Slowking, creating different shapes.
"Wow! Slowking is using Psychic to control Blizzard, and is creating different images with the snow! How creative!" commented Gillian. Slowpoke slowly lowered itself.
"Now use Hydro Pump on the snow!"
Slowking used Hydto Pump, and the snow evaporated. The audience cheered as rain fell down on them.
"It is interesting how Soledad and Slowking controlled the snow and created different shapes with it! Very imaginitive!" said Mr Contesta.
"How remarkable!"
"Beautiful! The bond between them is so obvious!" gushed Nurse Joy.
"What a gorgeous ending!" said Gillian, her hair slightly damp from the water. "Next up is..."
The contest continued. A girl with a Beedrill accidentally stung Mr Sukizo ("AH! Not remarkable, not remarkable!"). A chubby young girl toddled onto the stage with an Aron, but was soon dragged off by her angry mother. Dozens of co-ordinators performed, some failing miserably. Ally's Spoink performed very cutely, but unfortunately fell over and smashed its orb while hopping around adorably.
"Next is Drew, from La Rousse!" called Gillian as Drew walked onto the stage, flicking his hair. Many girls screamed from the audience how much they adore Drew, but Drew simply nodded at them.
"HE'S SO HOT WHEN HE DOES THAT!" screeched a girl. Many girls screeched in agreement.
"Girls, calm down!" said Gillian, who was irritated.
"Flygon, I choose you!" yelled Drew, releasing Flygon from its pokeball.
"Fly Fly!"
"WHAT A GORGEOUS FLYGON!" screamed another girl.
"Flygon, use Whirlwind!" commanded Drew, ignoring the annoying girls.
Flygon produced a tornado from its wings.
"Remarkable!" gasped Sukizo.
"Flygon, use Dragonbreath on the Whirlwind!"
Flygon obeyed, and the tornado was soon bright blue and flaming.
"The use of Whirlwind and Dragonbreath is amazing!" said Gillian.
"Now use Steel Wing on the Whirlwind!" yelled Drew, his hair swishing. Many girls screamed in adoration.
"Fly... GON!"
Flygon magnificently slashed the tornado with its wings, causing them to light up in blue and produce tiny flames on the tip of each wing. The audience cheered.
"Remarkable!"
"This is a contest I'll never forget!"
"This is truly beautiful!"
Drew bowed (which caused many girls to faint), and returned his Flygon after stroking it.
"Thanks Flygon," he said quietly to the pokeball. "You rest now."
From the side-room, May was watching him on the television.
"That was... amazing," she said softly to herself.
"It was, wasn't it?" said Soledad from behind her. May nodded.
"He really has come along with his pokemon," said Soledad, turning to May. "I can't wait to see you out there!"
May smiled.
"Who are you using, anyway?" asked Soledad, peering curiously at May.
"Oh, I'm using my Tentacruel!" said May happily, patting Tentie's pokeball. Soledad seemed surprised.
"I didn't know you had a Tentacruel!" she said, smiling. "I hope you do your best!"
Back on the stage, Poppy McDonald and her Nidoking bowed, and walked away.
"Wasn't that amazing?" said Gillian to the audience. "Next up is May, from Petalburg!"
May gulped. It was her turn.
She nervously stepped onto the stage, but her nervousness soon melted away. Co-ordinating was something that she loved, and there was nothing to be afraid about it.
"Tentacruel, take the stage!" she called confidently. The audience gasped, but then started to cheer.
"Well, a Tentacruel isn't a common sight in a contest!" said Gillian over the noise. "Let's see what Tentacruel has in store for us!"
May grinned at her Tentacruel.
"Tentie, use Bubblebeam!" she said, and her Tentacruel started to produce bubbles.
"What a cute nickname!" gushed a young woman from the audience, and everyone agreed.
"Now use Psychic to control them!" said May, and Tentacruel started to force the bubbles to zoom around the air.
"Well, this is similar to Soledad's performance, but this seems to be much more interesting to watch!" commented Mr Contesta, and the panel nodded.
"Remarkable!"
Tentie lay one bubble in each person's lap, and one on their heads.
"How playful!" laughed Gillian as she popped the bubbles.
"Tentie, use Ice Beam, and then Supersonic straight afterward!" called May.
Tentie nodded, and obeyed. The bubbles froze in mid air, but the Supersonic quickly shattered them all. Small snowy specks were swirling around in the air.
"That was... MAGNIFICENT!" said Gillian in pure joy. "Such moves... such combinations... I think I need to lie down!"
"The combinations were amazingly unique. For a moment, I thought that this would be similar to Soledad's performance, but it was much different, even if they used the same tactics!" said Mr Contesta happily.
"It's hard to believe that May and Tentie have gotten such a strong bond after just meeting a week or so ago!" said Nurse Joy, smiling at May.
"This is the most amazing performance I've ever seen! I've been the head of the pokemon fan club for years and years, and I used to compete in contests in my younger days, but this... this was just spectacular! I can't believe that Tentacruel had the abilities to do this in its first contest! This pokemon deserves a medal, if you ask me!"
Everybody stared at Mr Sukizo in shock. No one had ever heard him say more than a few words at a time.
"You didn't say 'remarkable'!" gasped Gillian.
"Remarkable doesn't describe it!" replied the Chairman happily.
"Well, then, May!" said Gillian, turning to May. "You should feel rather proud of yourself!"
May blushed, and quickly left the stage after returning her Tentie.
"And that concludes the appeals round!" announced Gillian. "In 15 minutes time, we'll be announcing the lucky 8 that'll be in the next round!"
The audience broke into conversation, talking about the performances they'd just seen.
"Drew was so hot, wasn't he?" squealed a teenager to her friends. They all screamed in delight.
"I'm going to marry him!" screeched one.
"I will!"
"No, I will!"
"No, me!"
"Me!"
"ME!"
"Shut up!" hissed one of the teens.
"Why should I?" snarled another.
"Drew's standing next to you!" said the first.
The second teen quickly turned around, but saw that no one was there. The group of girls giggled in delight as the other sulked.
Drew actually had overheard the conversation. He leaned on the side of the stage in the shadows, hiding himself from the hyperactive teens.
"Hey," said a soft voice from beside him. Turning, Drew saw May standing next to him.
"You were really good," she said quietly, trying not to let other people hear them, seeing that Drew was trying to hide from the squealing girls.
"Thanks," muttered Drew back. "You were great too."
May blushed, but Drew didn't notice in the darkness of the shadows.
"I hope we'll get into the next round..." she muttered to herself.
"You'll definitely," said Drew firmly. May laughed.
"You'll too," she said back.
"Omigosh, it's DREW!" screeched a female voice.
"Oh, no!!" said Drew in frustration. A huge gang of girls were running towards them. Drew quickly grabbed May (and didn't notice that it was her hand that he had grabbed), and ran to the nearest hiding place they could find.
Drew pushed May into a supply closet, and closed the door behind them.
"Whew..." he sighed in relief, as he sat down on an upturned box. May sat down next him, breathing rather heavily.
"Sorry..." she mumbled.
"About what?" asked Drew, bewildered.
"I said that I'd use my Tentacruel on them if they chased you again..."
"And?"
"I forgot to."
Drew laughed.
"Forgetful, as always," he smirked playfully. May leaned her head on his shoulder, a much different reaction than usual.
"Drew, I have something to tell you..." she said quietly, looking up at him with her big sapphire eyes.
"TYPHLOSION, NO!" yelled a voice from the arena. Drew sprang up.
"What was that?" he said quickly. He opened the door, and looked out of it.
An angry Typhlosion was standing on the stage, breathing fire at everything. The audience were running out screaming, all except for one person.
Jay was standing on the stage beside Typhlosion, trying to stop it.
"Typhlosion, DON'T!" he yelled, and threw his pokeball at him. But Typhlosion simply burned the pokeball with its firebreath. Jay had to back away from Typhlosion.
"Typhlosion's going crazy!" said Drew to May. May gasped.
"Drew, close the door!" she screamed. Typhlosion had just shot a fireball at them, narrowly missing Drew. Drew slammed the door shut, and locked it.
A loud voice over the intercom came.
"Will everyone evacuate the building. This is an emergency."
May gasped.
"Typhlosion's going to burn this place to the ground!"
Drew bit his lip, and turned to the door. It wouldn't open, even though Drew had opened the lock.
"The door's locked!" he said quietly, but fear was in his eyes. May got one of her pokeballs, and threw it. Blaziken appeared.
"Blaze!" (What's going on?)
"Blaziken, there's no time to explain," said May urgently. "Use Blaze Kick to knock down that door!"
Blaziken, of course, was confused, but did what it was told. Soon, the door had collapsed. May quickly returned Blaziken. The sight that Drew and May saw is something that would never leave their memory.
The whole arena was covered in flames, and the roof was collapsing. Typhlosion was being crushed by a fallen pillar, and was struggling to get away. The water pipes had burst, creating small ponds on the floor.
"We have to help Typhlosion!" said Drew urgently, dodging between the flames. He covered his face with his jacket, and May did the same with her bandana. Once they reached Typhlosion, they saw that it was in intense pain.
"May, get your Munchlax!" yelled Drew over the noise. May nodded, and Munchlax appeared.
"MUNCH!" (AH, FIRE!)
Munchlax started to walk around maniacally, crashing into fallen bricks.
"Munchlax, calm down!" shouted May, and Munchlax slowed down. "Move that pillar that's hurting Typhlosion!"
Munchlax nodded, and powered up its fist. It smashed through the pillar, freeing Typhlosion.
"Typh..." moaned Typhlosion, still in obvious pain. Drew ran towards it, and tried his best to soothe it.
"May, get out your Water Pokemon!" commanded Drew as the flames grew closer to them.
"Magikarp, Tentacruel, Squirtle, use all of your Water attacks on the fire!" she ordered, as the pokemon appeared from their pokeballs.
"Squirt!" (Okay!)
The Pokemon immediately got to work, even Magikarp. It helplessly used Splash, a totally useless attack.
"Squirtle!" (Get out of the way!)
But Magikarp continued to splash around happily in front of Squirtle. Squirtle lost its temper, and blasted it into the fire with a Water Gun.
"Magikarp!" screamed May into the blaze. And that's when a miracle happened.
A glow had appeared in the flames, growing larger and larger until it was about 20 feet. The glow faded away, revealing a magnificent Gyarados.
"How did that happen?!" asked Drew in surprise. Gyarados roared, and started to use Hydro Pump on the fire.
"Magikarp evolved into Gyarados?" said May quietly. She then grinned. "Gyarados! Yay!"
Gyarados roared again, and continued to spit out balls of water. Squirtle and Tentacruel, who had stopped putting out the flames to gaze at Gyarados, shook themselves, and carried on. Soon, the fire was gone.
"Thank you, guys!" said May gratefully to her pokemon. "Now, return for some rest!"
The pokemon disappeared in a red light. May looked up to grin at Drew, but Drew didn't return the smile. He was kneeling over Typhlosion, who was breathing very heavily.
"We need to get Typhlosion out of here," he muttered quietly. May nodded, and helped Drew hoist Typhlosion up. Typhlosion, of course, was much taller than them, and much heavier. May staggered under its weight, but determinedly dragged the Typhlosion with Drew through a side door.
The fresh air was so much cleaner compared to the smoky air that they had been breathing before. A huge gang of Nurse Joys, Happinys, Chanseys and Blisseys rushed towards them, hoisted Typhlosion on a stretcher, and ran off again. Drew collapsed onto the concrete ground, sweating. May flopped down between them.
"We did it..." she said weakly, smiling feebly at them. "We helped Typhlosion!"
"Saved," corrected Drew, sitting up. "C'mon, we better go and tell everyone what happened."
May got up, helping a very tired Drew up. A flash suddenly appeared in front of them, and Tentie appeared.
"Tentacruel!" said the happy pokemon, swishing its tentacles. May rushed at it and hugged it tightly.
"You were so great, Tentie!" she gushed. "In the contest and with the fire!"
Tentacruel nodded proudly.
"Tenta Tenta Tenta!"
May smiled, and so did Drew, flicking his hair.
"Tenta Tenta Tenta!"
"Okay, you can stop now..."
"Tenta Tenta TENTACRUEL!"
Tentacruel lit up a bright white.
"It's... evolving!" gasped Drew.
"But Tentacruels don't evolve!" protested May.
"Well, this one is!" replied Drew, gazing at the glowing pokemon. The glow faded, and revealed Tentacruel's new evolved form.
"Tentasha!"
The pokemon looked a bit like Gardevoir, but at its elbows, its arms split into a long black tentacle, while the other half was a normal arm. The red orbs that Tentacruel had were now at the end of the tentacles, glowing mysteriously. The pokemon had a very feminine body. Its silvery skin shone in the sunlight, and its long, blue hair was cascading down it's back. Blue armour was covering the pokemon's silver body, expect for its arms. But this wasn't all that surprised May.
"It's floating!" exclaimed Drew.
"Tentasha!" (A/N: You say Tentasha like this: Tent Ah Shah, not like the way you'd say Natasha. Okay? Right! On with the story!)
"How did Tentacruel evolve into something so... pretty?" gasped May. Tentasha lowered itself onto the ground, and ran towards Drew.
"Tent... Ah... SHA!" (Hug Hug Hug!)
Tentasha plopped itself on top of Drew, hugging him tightly. Drew, who was much shorter than Tentasha, collapsed onto a heap on the grass. May laughed.
"I guess Tentasha's still a bit over-affectionate with you, Drew!" she said cheerfully, helping Drew up. Drew brushed some dead grass off him.
"What just happened?" he asked, flicking his hair to get some leaves out.
"Tentasha just hugged you, Mr Observant!" said May, surprised at Drew's short-term memory.
"No, that's not what I meant!" flustered Drew. "What I meant was, why did Tentacruel evolve?"
May shrugged. "I don't know, but isn't it cool?!"
"No!" replied Drew instantly. "It weighs half a ton, and almost crushed me!"
May looked down sadly at her feet.
"I guess you know how Typhlosion felt when it was being crushed..." she murmured sadly. "I hope it's okay..."
Drew nodded. "I think it is."
May smiled feebly, and walked towards Drew.
"I guess we should find the rest," she said, and started to walk away. Drew followed her, making sure that he was as far away from Tentasha as possible.
"There they are!" yelled a voice once Drew, May and Tentasha went around the corner.
"Drew! May!" shouted Gillian, running towards them. She hugged them both tightly (to Drew's dismay, because he had had enough tight hugs to last an entire lifetime). "Are you okay?"
Drew nodded. "Yeah, we are. It's Typhlosion that I'm worried about."
"Me too..." said May sadly, looking down at her feet. Tentasha patted her back sympathetically.
"What is that?" gasped Gillian, staring up at Tentasha.
"It's... gorgeous!" breathed one of Drew's female fans, and everyone nodded in agreement. Mr Contesta looked seriously at May.
"May, is this your pokemon?" he asked sternly. May nodded slowly, scared that she might get in trouble for some reason.
"What is it?" asked Mr Contesta, staring up at the beautiful pokemon. May smiled weakly.
"I think it's Tentasha. It evolved from my Tentacruel, just after when we came out of the burning arena," she said, stroking one of Tentasha's arms.
Mr Sukizo gasped.
"Remarkable!" he breathed. "Tentacruel doesn't have another evolving stage!"
May nodded proudly.
"I guess mine is special!" she laughed. Drew looked seriously at her.
"You do know that this is a very serious discovery, don't you?" he said, smirking slightly. "I think Professor Birch would like to hear about this."
May opened her mouth slightly to reply, but opened it even more when she saw it. Drew noticed her eyes grow wide with shock, and turned around quickly. What met his eyes is a sight he'd never forget.
The Pokemon Centre was up in flames.
