The moment I wake up, I know it's going to be a long day. Why is that? I woke up to Celebi bawling in my chest and begging me not to die. I stroke her head soothingly as I assure her that I'm made of tougher stuff than to just die on my first mission. At first, she just cries harder at my attempts to comfort her, but eventually her sobs lessen. Even though it couldn't have been too long, I felt sort of drained after calming her down. To be honest, comforting people is pretty new to me; Luca was always the one who made me feel better, not the other way around.

Finally, Celebi looks up at me, "I'm sorry. I...sometimes I get scared when my friends go out on missions."

"Don't apologize for being afraid," I say using the same words that Luca always would. "It just shows that you are a normal living being, and that's not a bad thing."

Celebi grins at me, "That's really nice. It's, kind of deep, I guess."

"My brother always told me that when I would wake up cry in his arms and apologize. Eventually, I just learned not to apologize," I tell her.

We sit quietly for a moment before my stomach growls. Celebi and I look at each other and laugh. We swipe some fruit from a nearby tree, so we could have a little breakfast to keep us going for a while.

A solemn air hangs around us as we eat, and I can't help but wonder how to make it go away. Celebi isn't a solemn pokemon from what I've seen of her so far. Even when she was talking about going up against Dialga, the Dialga, she was giggling and smiling like it was no big deal. I've lived in near silence for a majority of my life, yet not hearing a peep from Celebi sets me on edge. Could I really have changed so much? I haven't been separated from Luca for too long by any standards...

I shake my head to dispel the somewhat depressing thoughts and turn to Celebi, "Hey Celebi, I've been wondering about something."

"Hm?"

Instead of asking what has her down like I wanted to, I ask, "Do you have any embarrassing stories about Grovyle?"

A mischievous smile told me I had made the right decision about what to ask her, "Well, back when Grovyle couldn't even fight on his own..."

Celebi and I laughed at all of the blackmail she dredged up on Grovyle, but in the back of my mind, I was getting a bit worried. Celebi was really worried before about Grovyle and me leaving, and I'm assuming that's why she was so quiet before. The way she acted, it seemed like there was no chance of our survival. Vera would never send us on a suicide mission though! She...she wouldn't, right?

After breakfast, Celebi and I go over to see if Grovyle is up yet. As it turns out, he's been checking, double checking, and triple checking his supplies. I see him reach for the bag that I packed.

"Hold it right there, pokemon!" I command.

"What's your problem now, human?" he sneers.

I point to my bag. "My bag. Don't touch it. I was careful in selecting all of my supplies, so you don't have any reason to go through it. Plus, I didn't go through your bag to see if I approved everything you packed!"

"Are you implying that your planning skills are better than mine?" he growls.

I stare at him in disbelief, "I'm not implying anything. I am being as blunt as I can possibly be. I don't want you acting like I can't prepare a simple bag for traveling when I've never stayed in one area longer than absolutely needed!"

"Oh, so now you're playing the pity card!"

"I'm just telling you how it is!"

"Yeah right. You humans are all the same."

"How the hell are we all the same?!"

"You are all pitiful, weak, self-pitying, undependable, selfish little-"

"Stop it you two!" Celebi finally cries out. "I can't stand hearing this! Yes, Aubrey. Grovyle should consult you before going through your bag, but you two should have packed your bags together! Grovyle, do you really think that Vera would trust Aubrey with this mission if she thought that she is half as bad as you make all humans out to be? No! Of course she wouldn't; Vera is not an idiot! You two are going to kill each other at this point! Grovyle, you were wondering why I have been worrying about this particular mission so much; well this is the reason! You two mess with each other and go at each others' throats at nearly every opportunity! That is going to hurt you guys in the long run. Just...please get along for this one mission...Don't make me beg; I just want you guys back safe and sound..."

Celebi looks at us with watery eyes, and I automatically slump my shoulders in defeat. There is something about that sad yet hopeful expression that just makes me give in to her request. A glance at Grovyle shows that he is made out of tougher stuff than I am, but a few more seconds under Celebi's heartbreaking gaze renders him as powerless as I am.

I sigh, "Okay, Celebi. You're...right. You are completely right. We have been awful to each other, and that is going to be detrimental to our mission. Truce, Grovyle?"

He eyes me warily before agreeing, "Yeah, truce. I guess...we should repack our bags together."

"...Yeah..."

For Celebi's sake, we grudgingly unpack our bags and change up what we decide to bring to the mission. Our bags don't really change much, but a satisfied Celebi was what Grovyle and I were aiming for. She seems content with the little progress Grovyle and I have made in being civil to each other.

Finally, with nothing left to do, Grovyle and I bid Celebi and Vera farewell. Celebi looks a lot more confident in us at this point, and she cheerfully wishes us a safe journey while Vera wishes us the best of luck.

Hopefully this will be smooth sailing…

Grovyle: Thanks for the chair. (sits on chair)

Me: Kate, would you like to do the honors?

Kate: (presses button and Grovyle gets electrocuted)

Grovyle:…I HATE you

Aubrey: Tell them, Sirius.

Me: Okay…I'm going to the beach for a week or so, so I won't be updating at all.

Kate: Boo! Hiss!

Me: Aubrey.

Aubrey: (drags Kate away)

Me: Anyway, thank you, my lovely reviewers! Please review so I have something to read when I get back:)