Darryl: (sighs) looks like this fic is ending…
Christie: WHAT?!!!
May: Does that mean I won't see you again? (hugs Darryl)
Me: Don't be so sad…
May: (cries fountains)
Me: There'll be a sequel!
May, Darryl, Christie: There will?!
Me: YUP! And... it'll take place at someone's house!
All three of them: (blinks) Who's?
Me: Not telling! You'll have to see for yourself!
Chapter Eleven: The Parting
(This is the most I ever jumped in time before, but here it is. The present time is after the Grand Festival. If anyone was hoping to see a pokemon battle, sorry.)
"So you two are leaving?" asked Christie.
"Yup." said Darryl. "I promised my mother to be at the party in my hometown. Drew left yesterday. He said he was busy."
"Speaking of hometown, I think I'll go home to Petalburg for a while." May decided.
"Can I go visit? It has been a long time since I visited."
"Sure, Christie. Mum would love to see you again."
"So, I guess its bye for now." Darryl took out two flowers and handed them one each. "My trademark white rose." she winked at Christie. "Just like old times."
Christie giggled. "Darryl would always give white roses to friends." she explained to May.
"And by the way, Drew told me to give you this." Darryl twirled the red rose between her fingers. She handed it to May. "Red roses stand for love, don't they?" she winked mischievously, then ran off before a blushing May could say anything.
Christie had a huge grin on her face, and was trying hard to stop her giggles. "That Darryl has always been like that."
So that's it, folks! This fic is finally completed! Go read the sequel!