Starsea: Hi you guys! We're going to continue on, but first . . .

*Snaps fingers*

Starsea: Tada! The intro is now in bold!

Storm: I liked it better before . . .

Sunny: Either way is fine with me.

Starsea: Anyways, let's go on with this!

Sage: Our first review comes from Species Unknown. Firstly, you are right about the psychic thing. Secondly . . .

Starsea: Next is Mr.001! I actually don't know if the Writer's Room is bigger on the outside, as none of us have actually been outside of it.

Storm: Next is Gunre The Swedish Spartan! Thank you for the compliment, we all tried our best to get Sunny to write that one. And yes, Sage is a psychic type.

Starsea: Myuki Frostleaf! Aww! You have no idea how much that means to me! Thank you so very much!

Sunny: And, how does it feel like . . .? Um . . . it makes me feel really small. It's really weird for my ears to be like a rabbit's. And don't get me started on the tail! That thing won't stop moving no matter how much I try!

Starsea: Next off is Garner4444! Sunny, here's another question for you.

Sunny: Oh boy . . . So back when we were first coming into existence, Starsea had a little trouble coming up with a name for me. And then she thought of what a shiny Eevee looked like. She thought that since it is bright and shiny, that I should have a bright and shiny name, too. So she decided on Sunny.

Sage: Me next! Let's see . . . I can answer this one! You see -

Storm: Boring! Let's see mine . . . No. No it is not.

Sage: Storm! Hmm . . . so you see, Garner, light travels in waves. Red light travels in long, wavy waves, and blue light travels in short, quick waves.

Sunny: I agree. This is boring. *Thinks* Starsea! How did you open the door when Bilbo came?!

Starsea: U-Um . . . I don't know what you're talking about!

Sage: And it travels straight except for when something gets in the way! So -

Storm: That's right! You have a key, don't you?! Where is it?!

Sage: - the molecules in the atmosphere get in the way, and the blue light gets scattered by those molecules because it travels in those short waves.

Starsea: Crap. I don't have one!

Sunny: LIAR! We want out of this place!

Sage: When you're further away from the ground, the light reaching us has passed through a lot more air and molecules, which is why blue light looks more "blue" to us, but people higher up will see more white or light blue.

Starsea: Leave me alone!

Storm: I choose you! Sunny! Use Tackle!

Sunny: Okay, now that's a bit much . . .

Starsea: AAAHHHH!

Sage: And that's why the sky looks blue to us! *Looks over at the other three* I missed something, didn't I . . . *Sighs* Starsea does not own Pokemon. She does own Sunny, however. She was helped to create Storm and I, who are based off of two of her friends. She also owns the concept.

Chapter Ten: Sunny

I sighed and crossed my arms behind my head. I was getting really, really bored. I turned my body and sat up from my bed.

There was literally nothing that I thought would be interesting for me to do at that moment in time. I stood up and stretched out my body. I hadn't realized how long I'd been just lying down on my bed.

I looked down at my watch. It said that it was about 6:00. The sun was starting to sink down into its bed, and I wanted to do something before I fell asleep.

I walked out of my room and downstairs into my kitchen. I wasn't hungry, so I moved on to my living room. I really didn't want to watch TV or play video games at that time, so I sat down on my couch, arms folded in boredom.

I sat there for a few seconds before groaning. "This is dumb," I said, standing up.

I shook my head and looked out into my backyard through the window. My hand automatically touched the watch, and I shivered with its cold touch. Something felt a little bit off. I didn't know exactly what it was, but I could tell.

I coughed and squinted. I could smell smoke, but it was really faint. I frowned and got up. Where was that coming from? I wondered if my house was on fire, and I started to panic. I ran to see if my oven had started smoking. When I found that it was not on, I checked my dryer, and a couple other places.

Nothing was smoking, burning, or overheating. Closed my eyes in an attempt to figure it out. The scent became a little stronger, and I could feel myself walking towards its origin, out of my door.

Every few feet, I stopped and smelled the air to keep ahold of its smell. After a few minutes, I frowned and realized that I was standing on a root. I opened my eyes and found myself on the edge of the forest.

The scent was much stronger there. I couldn't believe that I'd made it this far with my eyes closed. And then I realized that I'd been able to smell smoke from my house.

I furrowed my brow and stepped deeper inside, further into the web of broken branches and overgrown grass.

I sneezed and rubbed my eyes. The smoke became stronger the further I walked.

After only a few more moments, I could see the tiny ember of a flame. My eyes opened wide as I realized that it could set the whole forest on fire if it wasn't contained soon enough.

"Crap!" I yelled, running towards it. It wasn't all that big, but it was making a little bit of smoke. I coughed and covered my face as I stomped it out.

"What the heck?!" I yelled to no one, surprised by the tiny fire. A more accurate statement would be that I was surprised by how small it was.

I heard a little bit of movement several feet away. I flinched.

"Hello?" I called out, getting ready to defend myself. "Is someone there?"

I heard a little bit of a whimper and turned towards its source. I listened closely to whatever it was.

My focus broke for a moment when the wind started to blow, and I could hear the thing come charging towards me.

I turned in time to see what appeared to be an orange colored dog getting ready to bite me. I froze in terror as it bit down on my arm, its mouth covered in flame.

I winced and shook it off of my body and gingerly touched the scorched bite.

"Wh-What?" I whispered, looking at the creature. It looked terrified by its surroundings. I was right. It was basically an orange and cream dog. I wondered if it was a Pokemon, just like I was before.

While I was staring at it, it charged at me once more. Reflexes allowed me to jump over it, but they did not let me prepare myself for it to come from behind.

I fell to the ground as it tackled my legs. When it looked at me again, I could see some kind of pain in its eyes, and they seemed to be wondering if I had done something to it.

I could feel a growl start in my throat. I stood up and glared at the dog, unaware of what exactly I was doing.

"Stop!" I screamed in my mind, realizing that this was like before. I closed my eyes and tensed up. I didn't want to change, but it felt like I couldn't do anything. My mind was set on the back burner as my body took over.

I went onto all fours and prepared myself. The dog dashed towards me, and I felt myself evade it by just a hair. A subconscious part of my mind realized that my body wasn't designed to be on my hands and feet, and I could see my hands begin to glow a pale white color.

I felt tears in my eyes as a part of my conscious mind told me to stop and take control, but it was too late.

The light glow had turned to a bright shine, and my body began to shrink down to the size of an Eevee. My ears took shape, and my spine lengthened to form a bushy, silver tipped tail.

My clothes seemed to melt into my body, except for my watch, which shrunk down to my size.

I closed my eyes tightly, unwilling to look at myself. I still growled against my will. The tears fell to the ground, and I could hear them splash against the dirt.

I could hear the weird dog back away, and then take off running. My body sunk to the ground, exhausted. I wouldn't have been able to fight if I wanted to.

I buried my face in my paws, and began to cry. I was so scared by what I'd just done. I could almost feel my mind begin to slip and be replaced by the Eevee's.

"VEEEEEEEEE!" I cried out, even though no one would be able to understand what I'd just said. My ears flattened against my head, and each noise around me caused me to flinch.

"Why does this keep happening?" I asked myself, shivering. I exhaled and stood up.

"Okay. So I need to change back. How can I do this?" I tensed up every muscle in my body and gritted my teeth.

"Come on, come on!" I tried to think of my human form, and I thought of how badly I wanted to return to it. Even though I tried very hard, I found that I still couldn't change back. I stopped and breathed deeply to calm myself down. I remembered that Sage and Storm both had stamina problems when they used their powers, so I figured that maybe I was having the same thing happen to me.

As I calmed myself down, I could feel my mind returning to me. That gave me a sense of relief, and that allowed me to think straight. I knew that I needed to get help. I couldn't just stay like that for long, especially because my parents would come the next day.

My parents . . . were coming home . . .

Crap! What if I wouldn't be able to change back by tomorrow? The moment I thought of that, I started to run, and found that it was, once again, surprisingly easy.

I quickly remembered the strange dog, and I knew that I would need to talk to Storm and Sage about that. I knew where Storm lived, so I figured I would see if I could somehow communicate with him first.

I saw concrete in only a few moments, and I stopped abruptly. My body ended up rolling a couple of feet, but I managed to regain my balance and get back up.

"Okay," I thought. "I need to work on that."

I peeked out from a bush to see that no one was coming, and darted across the road. After that, I ended up hiding behind a newspaper stand.

I checked once again, and after a person passed my hiding spot, I dashed down through an alley; the horrible smell of thrown out beer bottles and trash overtaking me. I gagged and made it through the other side.

This cycle continued on for a few more minutes, and I had a couple of close calls. The one that made me the most nervous was when I found that the tip of my tail was sticking out from behind a garbage bin.

"What's that?" I heard a young girl ask. I felt her hand touch the hairs on my tail, and I dashed away from there as fast as I could.

"Crap, crap!" I thought as I ran. The next thing I knew, I was crashing into a wall.

"Ow! That freaking hurt!" I yelled in my head. I got up and stumbled away, my head spinning. I sat down and made sure that no one was around. I reached up with a paw and rubbed the spot on my head that I hit.

"Jeez! Why does this kind of thing keep happening?" I asked myself, annoyed.

I got up and walked only a few more inches before realizing that I was right in front of the house that Storm had told me about. I looked at it for a few more moments, and realized that it looked . . . normal.

It looked like that kind of house that you would want to raise a child in. The lawn was green, it was sky blue, and it even had rose bushes lining the outside. It was not the kind of house that I expected Storm to live in.

I walked up to their metal fence. I got onto my hind legs and bit my tongue in concentration. I jumped up, and onto the top of the fence.

My balance up there wasn't so good, however, and I jumped down onto the other side before I fell down.

I looked up at his house. It looked gigantic, at least from my perspective. I squinted and tried to figure out which window his room would be through.

I walked around to the back of the house. The windows there didn't look too far off of the ground. I jumped up and tried to get ahold of one of the ledges, but fell down fast. I ended up landing on my head.

"Vee eevee!" I yelled. I'd tried to say something along the lines of, "Come on!" but I couldn't get it to come out like that.

I got back onto my feet and shook the dirt off of my fur. Before I could move, I heard a slamming sound coming from one of the rooms. I winced at the noise and turned towards where it came from.

"This makes no sense!" I heard. I grinned at the sound of Storm's voice, and ran towards the source of the noise.

I came up to a window. I was sure that Storm was on the other side. I backed away from it, and then ran up towards the house. I jumped up and tried to hook myself onto the ledge, but I still didn't quite make it.

"Vee!" I called out, hoping that Storm could hear. He obviously could not. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

I walked back over to the wall and got onto my hind legs. I brought my front legs up and started pawing at the wall in annoyance.

He couldn't have heard that either, so I tried jumping up again.

Miraculously, I managed to cling onto the ledge. I was going to fall down soon, but I tried to get a better grip on the ledge.

I grunted and brought my left paw up to the window and tapped it. I heard Storm move a little through the window. "Hmm?" he asked.

I was having a lot of trouble keeping my balance only using my right paw, and that showed when I fell back down to the ground.

I stood up and winced. "Why the hell does that keep happening?!" I yelled in my mind. I tapped my head a couple times. "Seriously! He'd better –"

At that moment, I felt someone grab me. My fur stood up on end. I didn't have a chance to run away, as I was being lifted off the ground.

I found myself growling. The feeling was a little unpleasant, and it scared me a lot. At that moment, I found myself face-to-face with Storm.

I stopped growling and blinked in surprise. My tail swished back and forth in annoyance, but I was really relieved.

Storm smirked. "So, what? Did you change your mind about your powers?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Ee –" I started, but quickly shut up when I remembered that he couldn't understand a word I was saying.

He laughed nervously. "We probably shouldn't hang out here, huh?" he asked, placing me on the windowsill. I had not noticed, but he'd opened the window after I'd fallen.

"Be right back," he said, moving around his house. I looked down at his floor and jumped down.

I opened my eyes wide when I realized that his room was also pretty normal. It was a little messy, but other than that, it was just like any other room. He had a closet, a bed, a dresser, and a shelf which had a few books and video games.

His door opened and he walked through. He shut it quickly and took a wooden chair and propped it up against the handle.

"My brother tries to get in here a lot," he explained, rubbing the back of his head. I had no idea that Storm had a brother. I wondered if he was normal, or if he was a little weird like Storm.

"So . . . what happened?" Storm asked, looking me over. "I mean . . ."

"I know what you mean," I thought.

"Ee, vee ee . . ." I shook my head after trying to speak. Storm looked on awkwardly.

"Um . . ." he said. "Sorry, but I couldn't understand a word of that."

I bumped myself on the head. "Well no kidding," I thought.

"Um . . . how about we try this?" he suggested, taking a small laptop off of his bed. He opened it up and turned it towards me. "Go ahead and type what you want to say."

I walked over to him and frowned. I guess I hadn't really thought of the dog because my transformation kind of made me set that aside. Slowly, because my paws were bigger than the keys, I typed up something along the lines of, "I saw a Pokemon."

Storm blinked and looked down at me, then back over at the screen. "Are you sure?" he asked.

I thought about it for a moment. It was orange, and it had fire coming out of its mouth. I nodded.

"What did it look like?" he asked.

I gave him the description of the weird dog. I told him about the fact that it could use flame based attacks.

He thought for a second. "Let's see . . ." he said, taking the laptop back and doing a search. He typed in the description that I gave him, and he looked over the images that we were presented.

"Any of these?" Storm asked.

I squinted and tapped the screen on one that looked identical to the one I'd encountered.

"That one?" he asked. I nodded. He frowned. "Well that's impossible, right?"

I hit my face against Storm's leg. "Really?"

"Um . . ." he said awkwardly. "Well . . . okay, then . . ."

I lifted up my head and rolled my eyes at him.

"Is there anything else you wanted to say?" he asked, trying to avoid the moment.

I nodded. He went back to the previous screen, and I reached over to type more.

"My parents are coming tomorrow afternoon," I typed as quickly as I could with my new paws.

Storm looked at me again. ". . . Well . . . this just became a little stressful. Can you change back?"

I shook my head no, and started typing again. "I don't know how." I yawned and felt my eyes flutter.

"Um . . . you'll figure it out though," Storm said. He looked over at me. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. It wasn't even that late, and I was already tired. Storm put the laptop down on the floor and lifted me up. He held me in his arms like a pet.

"Are you tired?" he asked, scratching me behind my ears.

My eyes had shut themselves off completely by then. I nodded and felt myself purring a little.

"Why don't you go to sleep? I can drop you off at your house in the morning," he suggested.

I knew what my answer would have been, but I'd already fallen asleep before I could answer.

Starsea: How did you like that?

Storm: GIVE US THE KEY!

Starsea: No!

Sunny: Bad Starsea!

Sage: Okay, since they're not going to stop . . . I guess I'll just give out the emoticons this time.

Species Unknown, here is your emoticon! :-)

Mr.001, your emoticon! :-)

Gunre The Swedish Spartan, here's yours! :-)

Starsea: You have to wait to go out!

Storm: You're not my mom! Give it here!

Sage: *Shakes head* Miyuki Frostleaf, here is your smiley emoticon! :-)

And Garner4444, as you requested, your nervous emoticon! (・_・;)

Sunny: We want to see what's out there! *Reaches for the key*

Starsea: Grr . . . No!

Sage: Let's see . . . what else . . . Don't forget to review, it makes Starsea happy! You can ask which character responds to your review, and who will give you an emoticon! You may also request an emoticon, if you wish to do so.

Sunny: Pwease?

Storm: Please?

Starsea: No, and no.

Sage: Lastly, you may ask Starsea, or us, as the characters, questions! We'll see you in the next chapter!