Hi everyone, this week's chapter. A little short I know, and I apologize. Have a good reading!
Chapter 11 : The day I became famous.
"Nobody moves!"
The teacher finished drawing myself, trying to reproduce the small pokemon he was facing with the most precision he could. Slowly, I could see the draw forming a shadow, and then something quite identifiable. I was quite surprised to see that humans enjoyed drawing pokemons.
I looked rapidly at Cathy who was cleaning the room. A 'punishment' announced by her history teacher with a thin smile. Nobody had to ignore the rules, but Cathy was more caring about myself than removing the dirty things with the blade. And it was better for us, to think that Cathy was at her stuck hours, as they say onto the school, than wandering freely.
"Finally!" Said the adult, before putting out some Poffins and giving them to me. "I've finished."
I bent to the paper and saw myself, well drawn. With every details.
"Nice drawing Sir! It seems that you've down this all your life!"
"You're really thinking what you've said, miss?" Asked the concerned.
"Yeah! You draw without hesitations."
The teacher stayed silent some seconds, before replying back to Cathy:
"Well, you're not wrong at that point."
"Did you do something else, before becoming a history teacher?"
"Sure! I made some interesting researches, that I had to stop because of some technical problems."
The bell rang.
"Huh? Already so late? Go before your parents wonder about yourself. And thanks too, Giratina."
Pff, you're welcome… And you have drawn me in such a good way, so...
I went on the girl's shoulder, and we went out of the school. We were arrested by some excited girls.
"Slow down a bit, girls", said Cathy while clenching her fists. "We're quite busy now."
"Can we take some pictures with Giratina? It's so cute!"
Cathy and I stared at each other, before she answered:
"Ok, don't be long."
Well… So, I'm cute? It seems that being small helps to change people's judgment.
The girls -five in fact- shrieked of happiness, and took me to take a lot of pictures. I though of being attacked before reminding myself that only pokemons could learn and use Flash.
It would have take some more times, if Cathy didn't persuaded the group to let me go, by using her karate.
"Bring it back! We want to see it again!" Said a ginger haired-girl, before saying another time 'thank you' to Cathy.
"Look! We're late! That can't be! We'll ask you to sign, some days!" Spat Cathy, before starting to run. "Good thing that the trainings of karate restart tomorrow evening..."
Once we arrived at the entrance door, Blondie was waiting for us, worried because she didn't saw us coming back.
"Sorry mom. Giratina attracted all the girls of the school. It was hard to bring it back in one piece… They all wanted to take a picture with it…"
"They are steeling my job", laughed Hector, as he was setting the table.
"They announced it would rain tomorrow. I prepared your impermeable," said Leila.
"Thanks mom. Happy meal everyone!"
The dinner was quite in a good mood, Cathy explained my 'adventures' in a hard tone, but she was so busied of remembering the scene that she almost laughed at it, and her parents joined her.
"You should have tell us before. Giratina will have some problem, won't it?" Asked Hector.
"Not at all. The teacher wanted to draw it. He was quite happy to see it."
"You'll have to go to the Pokemon Centers tomorrow", informed Leila. "The nurse wanted to see it within three weeks, and tomorrow is Saturday!"
Three weeks have already passed? That was short!
"Okay, I'll go after the training. It was put on morning because the karate teacher can't train on evening."
"So, everybody goes to bed!" Commanded her father.
Cathy cleaned the table, and I went into her bedroom, using happily my wings. I went in the box and replaced the Pijako puppet as every evening. The young girl arrived after that.
"Thanks about the other day, these two were really stupid. They always disturbed me and if I wasn't ban to practice karate in common life, I would have exploded them!"
I made her understand that I was quite happy to have done this, and Cathy gave me one of her rare smiles before taking her book. She was reading it for some days now and I wondered what was its subject, since she looked rather interested in. unfortunately, the only times I tried to watch it, she closed it rapidly and spat that I didn't have to look at it. I deduced that this evening wouldn't be different.
I layed myself on the box and waited patiently for her to shut down the light.
