Attention: this chapter has had minor details edited.
Hi :D Ugh, school starts soon for me :c If your in the states... I sympathize with you.
Anyway, this will be more of a died down chapter, after last weeks. I don't like too much drama at once :P
Lindy's POV
I let out a long sigh and plopped down on the ground, sitting criss-cross. After I stormed off, I ended up going the wrong way. By the time it started getting dim I was only half way out of Viridian Forest. It had been a long day.
I had caught a Weedle, Kakuna. I released them after I got my pokédex to confirm the capture. Since I already had a Beedrill, a Weedle and Kakuna wouldn't be of much use to me. I could almost guarantee gramps wouldn't need them for any studies since they were very common.
On a very lucky note a Pikachu. Pikachu are extremely rare in the Viridian Forest, so when I spotted it, I refused stop until I had caught it. I was sure happy that I released the Weedle and Kakuna or my new Pikachu would of been transferred over to gramps. It was a female Pikachu. It was a great catch because of its strength for being a wild Pokémon, showing that it had some battle experience, would be good for me since I'm just a starter.
I let them all out. I was too frustrated that I hadn't eaten lunch or supper, so I knew my Pokémon we're even more hungry from all the work we did today.
Once they were out, they stood ready for a battle. "No no... No more battles." I said. They all relaxed and plopped down.
"Listen," I started. "I'm sorry you guys. It wasn't fair of me to make you battle because I was angry."
"Bulbaaa," Bulbasaur said, shaking his head. He walked over to me and nudged me affectionately on my left. The others came over also. Rattata and Pikachu climbed into my lap, Pidgey perched on my shoulder, Metapod hoped over to my right side, and Beedrill sat in front of me. It was like a nice giant group hug.
I was very proud of my Pokémon, we did a lot of work this evening. While I was trying to get back on the main path to get out of the forest, I ran into a lot of wild Pokémon and two trainers. I vented by having Pokémon battles, so my Pokémon we're really tried.
"How about something to eat?" I asked them, figuring it was around six or seven
"Suar!", "Ratta!", "Pidgey!", "Metapod!", "Drill!", "Pikachu!" they all shouted, wanting food badly.
"Okay okay," I laughed, placing Rattata and Pikachu on the ground so I could get up. I opened my bag, took out three bowels and poured food into them. "Sorry, I didn't think I'd get so many Pokémon. You guys just have to share the bowls though, so don't worry. If you want more I'll pour some more in."
They made sounds and grunts of understanding as they began to devour the food. Bulbasaur and Pikachu shared the red bowl, Rattata and Pidgey shared the blue bowl, and Metapod and Beedrill shared the purple bowl.
I took out the hash browns from breakfast. I didn't care if they were cold. At this point, I just wanted food. Good thing I ordered a large. If I run out of Pokémon food I can just share mine.
My thoughts drifted to Gary as I munched on the hash browns. I wonder if he has enough to eat... Graw! What do I care! It's his own damn fault for being such a jerk! I hope he goes hungry!
Metapod and Beedrill didn't need a refill since they didn't do much, but everyone else sure did.
After we all finished eating I took my sleeping bag out, Rattata and Pikachu helped set it up. "Hehe, thanks you two."
"Ratta." "Pikaaa." they said. I wasn't sure, but I think they said it was no problem. I sat down and pulled out my pokédex. I never checked if my Pokémon had gotten any new moves.
Pidgey learned Gust, Rattata learned Quick Attack. Well thats kind of disappointing.
"I better go look for some fire wood... Bulbasaur, Beedrill, can you two help?" I asked them. Bulbasaur's vines would help carry the wood, and Beedrill could reach high places.
"Bulba saur saur." "Drillll." they said in agreement.
"Thanks you two," I said smiling. "Rattata, Pidgey, Pikachu? Could you guys gather some that are around the camp?"
They all nodded. "Great, don't go too far though ok? I need you guys to keep an eye on my stuff. Metapod, you... Uh. You just stay there." I said laughing.
"Okay, we won't be too long since it's getting dark. We should be back in fifteen minutes," I told them all as Bulbasaur, Beedrill and I headed deeper into the forest.
Beedrill flew a few feet higher than me, looking for weak looking branches. Bulbasaur and I picked up twigs and small fallen branches on the forest floor.
"Beeee!" Beedrill buzzed, trying to get my attention.
"Mmh?" I said, turning back to my Poison Bee Pokémon to see it holding a giant branch. "Whoa! That's great Beedrill! That should be enough to a while."
"Drilllll!" she buzzed proudly.
"Let's keep looking for five more minutes though, can never be too safe," I said as I continued looking.
Bulbasaur and I picked up a fair amount of branches and Beedrill got us one more nice big branch. Beedrill and I traded loads though, I was afraid it might be too much for her to carry.
"Phew," I said, dropping our loads on the ground. "Okay guuuys! We're back!"
After a moment Pikachu, Pidgey and Rattata came back with some sticks in their mouths.
"Great job you guys," I praised as they dropped them in the pile. "Bulbasaur, can you stack those into a pile for me?"
"Saur saur," he said, sending out his vines.
"Great thanks, Bulbasaur," I said, as I took a few sticks and got them ready for the fire. "Beedrill, use Furry Attack on those large branches to cut them up for me please."
"Bee drill driiiill," she said attacking and breaking the larger branches for me.
"Thanks Beedrill," I said with appreciation, take two of cut up branch pieces and placing them down. "Hey Pikachu, can you use Thunder Shock for me to start the fire?"
"Pika," she said with a sigh, giving the firewood a small shock to get it lit.
"Thanks Pikachu," I said as I plopped down on my sleeping bag. "Aaah.. What a long day."
My Pokémon came over to me and gathered around. I found my thoughts wandering towards Gary again. I wonder if he found a good place to camp out for the night. Or maybe he already made it out of the forest... Yeah he probably did. I hope he gets popped on by a Pidgey in his sleep. Right in his ridiculous hair.
"Mmh, Bulbasaur pass me my backpack please," I requested.
"Bulba," he said, passing me my bag with his vines.
"Thank you, Bulbasaur," I said rubbing his head. I opened my bag and took out the container with the fruit salad. "Do you guys want something sweet?"
"Bulba.", "Ratta." "Pidgey." "Metapod." "Bee." "Pika." they said smiling.
"Alright," I giggled. I opened the container and picked out some pieces of pineapple, strawberry, watermelon and some grapes. "Here you guys go, be sure to share, I have lots more."
They gobbled up the fruit and smiled with delight. "Glad you guys like it," I giggled, putting the fruit away in my bag, they deserved it after all of the work they did today. I threw another piece of firewood on top of the fire.
"Mmmhhh," I yawned. I looked up at the sky. "It's pretty dark, I'd say it's around eight or nine. Seems like a nice night. Do you guys wanna sleep out here or in your pokéballs?"
"Ratta ta tat," "Beeeedrill," "Bulba bulbasaur," "Pi Pidgey," "Metapod," "Pikaaaa."
"Hahaha, I'm gonna take that as a yes for sleeping out here," I said smiling. "Alrighty lets all get comfy then!"
I took my PJs out of my backpack. "Mmh... Guys!" I called, getting my Pokémon's attention.
"Bulba?" my starter asked me.
"I'm going to change into my PJs sooo... Do me a favour and make sure no one is around," I request. They all got up and nodded, surrounding the camp making sure no one was around. After they made sure the coast was clear they gave me a thumbs up. (Well, two paws, one feather, one needle, and one Bulbasaur finger... Thing.) I kicked my boots on and stepped onto my sleeping bag so my socks wouldn't get dirty. As I quickly got out of my sweatpants, I heard Pikachu growl.
"Pika!" the Electric Mouse shouted, sending out a Thunder Shock.
"What? Who's there?" I gasped, holding my sweat pants up to cover my panties. Bulbasaur ran over to where Pikachu was.
"Bulba?! ... Bulba saur..." he sighed. He picked up a now burnt branch that had fallen.
"Pikaa..." Pikachu said, embarrassed at her mistake.
"Hahahaha! Thats fine Pikachu, thank you for taking this seriously though," I told her giggling. I took off my hoodie, and slipped into my PJs. "Thanks guys! You're the best!"
They all came back over. "Beedrill can you drop these in my bag please?" I asked her, holding out clothes.
"Beee," she said, taking my pants and socks and dropping them in my bag.
"Okay, now we need to figure out where everyone is sleeping. That way if you guys need to, you can use my hoodie as a blanket," I explained. "Okay guys get comfy!"
Bulbasaur came right over next to me snuggling into some of my sleeping bag, Pidgey and Beedrill flew up into a tree, Rattata scurried into my sleeping bag, Pikachu and Metapod came over across from me. "Okay, you two can share my hoodie okay?" I said to Pikachu and Metapod, setting my sweater down.
"Metapod," Metapod nodded (well as much as a nod as a Metapod can give) then shimmed into my sweater as if he was actually wearing it.
"Pikaaa," yawned the Electric Mouse Pokémon, climbing onto the sweater and using one of the sleeves as a blanket.
I lay down in my sleeping bag and hugged Bulbasaur close as Rattata crawled onto my chest. "Alright guys, goodnight," I said shutting my eyes. I wonder if Gary is sleeping right now...Gah. I shouldn't think of him. I tore my thoughts from him and focused on song lyrics as I dozed off to sleep.
"Hey look."
"There she is."
"Just what does she think she's doing here?"
"How did she even get in?
"Was she invited?"
"Of course not. Who would invite her to anything?"
I could hear was their whispers and sneers. I could feel their eyes on me, glaring at me. I could see the hate and disgust on their faces. I don't understand... Why are they so cruel? I diverted my gaze from them and kept my head down.
I slipped out into the hallway and let out a shaky breath. Why? Why did I come here? I ran down the hallway, trying to get away from everyone at the party. I accidentally ran into one of the adult guests.
"Oh! I-I'm so sorry! Excuse me," I muttered, making my way past them. I scurried down the hall and fled up the staircase. No one should be up here, I should be safe. I opened the door to the guest bedroom that was practically mine.
I went over to the corner behind the wardrobe and curled up in the corner. I-I can't take it anymore... I cant take it! I began to cry. I sobbed harder and harder with each passing minute. It was too much bear. I didn't want to deal with it anymore.
"I just want to... disappear," I whispered, hiding my face in my hands. Then a dark shadow was cast over me, engulfing me.
"Then lets disappear together," he said. I looked up through my hands to see him standing over me, a kind and warming smile laced his features.
"W-what are you doing here?" I sniffed.
"I came looking for you of course," he said as if it was obvious. He took my hand and helped me up, leading me into the washroom.
"Such a pretty face shouldn't be stained with tears," he said, taking a cloth to my face and drying my tears.
"Thank you..." I murmured, looking at my feet.
He took a lock of hair. "Such beautiful lavender hair you have. It's so shiny and soft, you must take good care of it."
"I... I try to." I said shyly.
"There," he said, placing the cloth down and taking my hand. "Let's go back to the party."
"B-but," I protested as he pulled me out of the bathroom and down the hallway.
He stopped at the staircase and turned to me. "No buts," he said with a wink then continued to lead me down the staircase.
I felt my face heat up. I couldn't protest, all I could to was let him lead me back to the party room. Once we entered, the whispers and glares started again.
"What?!"
"Why is she with him?"
"It's not right!"
"She's so ugly!"
"How could he choose her?"
"What a freak! Just look at that hair."
I felt the tears sting my eyes. I clenched my fists. "I shouldn't of come. This was a mistake."
"Dont say that! Please don't!" he said, his green eyes full of hurt.
"I... I..." I couldn't find the words.
He smiled. "It's alright. You don't need to say a thing. I know."
"..." I looked away, embarrassed by my shyness.
"Would you allow me the honor of having this dance?" He asked me.
"Huh? M-me?" I asked puzzled.
"But of course," he said flashing me his brilliant smile. "Any man, who would pass on a dance with such a beautiful young lady as yourself, is a fool."
Any doubts I had were swayed by his words. "O-okay..."
"Why thank you M'lady," he said as he gently kissed my hand then led me to the dance floor.
It felt as if I was floating. Something about him soothed my soul. All the stares, gasps and remarks were drowned out by my heart beat. It was beating so loudly, I only hoped he couldn't hear it.
Then he turned to face me as the beautiful waltz started. He took my right hand, and placed his other on my hip. I nervously put my left hand onto his shoulder.
Then, we danced. I didn't have enough courage to look him in the eye. I focused on my feet, making sure I didn't step on his own.
We swaged and spin with a fairy tale like grace. The lights sparkled around us, other pairs dancing around us.
"Hey..." he said as he gingerly lifted my chin so I would look him in the eye, but I averted my gaze. "Lindy, why won't you look at me?"
I could hear the hurt in his voice. I instantly snapped my head to explain- but I couldn't. His green eyes had be mesmerized. "I-I..." the works wouldn't come out.
"What is it? Is something the matter Lindy?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
"N-no! Of course not!" I laughed nervously, looking away.
"Really?" he asked me, his tone changed, the gentleness had been replaced with a sadistic hostility. An unpleasant shiver made it's way down my spine. Something told me not to look into his eyes, but I did it anyway. And I regret it.
"W-what?!" I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand. I staggered backwards. His eyes had changed from a beautiful emerald green, to a hateful fire red.
"Because... your hairs on fire!" he yelled at me.
"Huh?" I looked to see, and he was right!
"Gaaahhh!" I screamed running to put it out. But all the other party guests stopped me. Their eyes red, and skin an unhealthy gray. They all reached out for me and chanted "Burn, burn, burn."
"NOOOO!" I bolted up, cold sweat covered my body and my hair stuck to my face.
"Bulba?!" Bulbasaur bolted up, ready to attack. All of my other Pokémon woke up and got ready for a fight.
I put my hand on my chest; I could feel my heart pounding as if it was trying to leap out of my chest and run away from all of my fears. I took a few deep breathes to calm down. "Sorry guys... Just a bad dream. I promise," I said to them, feeling guilty for waking them up.
"Bulba? Saur saur, bulbasaur?" Bulbasaur asked, rubbing his head against me.
"Yes I'm sure Bulbasaur. Thanks for being concerned though," I said with a small smile, rubbing his head.
"Ugh, what time is it?" I looked up at the sky, It was turning a pinky orange. It must still be early. Probably about six. I let out a long sigh.
"May as well get up..."
Oh no! Is that a child hood trauma I sense?! ;o
Ehehehe. I'm not evil I swear :3
Sorry for the late eveningish update, I was with a friend playing DBZ Raging Blast 2 (I'm officially in love with it :D )
xoxo
