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- Spotlight -
February 28th, 2022. Late Morning. Nimbasa City, Unova.
Lopunny stood still as Dawn completed the final fitting on her dress in their hotel room. She let out a breath as she pulled the thread through the fabric, checking the fit of the waistline. Piplup and Pachirisu sat loyally by her side, Piplup holding her sewing kit while Pachirisu held a pincushion.
Wiping the back of her hand against her forehead, Dawn nodded in satisfaction as she looked Lopunny over. "That should do it."
Tilting her head downward to look at herself, Lopunny let out a noise from her throat as she spun in a circle, the bottom of her dress twirling with her as she did so. Dawn smiled, a feeling of excitement bubbling inside of her when she looked at Lopunny in the finished product of their hard work.
Elesa's fashion showcase was less than 24 hours away. Tomorrow they would be taking the runway with this design. Staring at Lopunny, she knew that somehow they would be able to blow the judges away.
"I can't get over how comfy this bed is!"
Pulling herself from her thoughts, Dawn raised her head to watch Candice wiggle around on the hotel bed. Giggling, Dawn added, "It is kind of like sleeping on an Altaria's wings, isn't it?"
"It's better than that," Candice sighed dreamily, pressing her face against the pillows. "I think I had the best night of beauty sleep in my life!" Sitting up, Candice smiled brightly and pointed to her face. "I mean, look at me!"
"I don't think that's the bed's doing," Zoey commented playfully as she shifted through her suitcase on the ground. "That's just you."
A light blush dusted Candice's cheeks as she glanced to Zoey. Letting out a giggle, she nudged Zoey lightly with her foot. "Why thank you," she chimed.
Zoey glanced back at her with a smile, arching an eyebrow as she shrugged Candice's foot off of her. Candice then blinked, holding up a finger. "Speaking of beautiful," she started, jumping off of the bed and pulling the window curtains open, "I still can't get over how amazing our view of the city is!"
Zoey stood up, facing the window. "Yeah, you're right," she said, putting her hands on her hips. "You can see all of Nimbasa from here."
Candice pressed her face against the glass as Zoey approached her. "The Ferris wheel is totally breathtaking!" she said dreamily. "I wonder what the view must look like from up there. I bet it's super romantic!"
"Unless you're afraid of heights," Zoey remarked slyly, and Candice puffed her cheeks at her.
Dawn watched as the two began to banter back and forth. Ever since they had arrived in Nimbasa City the day before, Candice and Zoey hadn't left her side. Letting a smile curve her lips, she stepped forward.
"Why don't you two go do some sight-seeing?" Dawn suggested, clapping her hands together.
The two exchanged glances before looking back to Dawn. "What?" Zoey asked. "But we're here for you."
"Yeah!" Candice added. "We don't wanna leave you here all by yourself the day before your big contest!"
Dawn shook her head. "You two have been plenty of help since we got here," she said, looking to Lopunny. "We're pretty much ready, so I think we can handle the rest from here." She looked back to Zoey and Candice. "You guys deserve a break—so go have some fun, okay?"
Candice's face lit up, but Zoey frowned, asking, "Are you sure you don't need our help?"
Dawn nodded. "I'm sure," she said, giving them a thumbs-up. "I've got this—no need to worry."
Zoey hesitated and opened her mouth to protest, but before she was given the chance, Candice began dragging her across the room by her arm. "You heard the lady!" she said, pulling Zoey along. "Let's go have some fun!"
Zoey gasped, stumbling along as Candice dragged her. Turning her head to Dawn, she managed to say, "Call us if you need anything!", before Candice swung the door open and pulled her out.
Dawn let out a sigh, shaking her head before turning back towards Lopunny. Just then, she heard Zoey from the hall.
"Oh, Johanna!"
Perking up, Dawn turned her attention to the open door. Rushing out into the hallway, her eyes widened when she saw her mother conversing with Candice and Zoey. Lighting up, she ran to her.
"Mom!" she greeted happily, wrapping her arms around her. "You're here early!"
Letting out a small laugh, Johanna reciprocated Dawn's hug. "Yes, I know," she said, pulling away. "My flight ended up being a little ahead of schedule, so I thought I would come here to surprise you."
Candice and Zoey offered a smile and wave, quietly rounding the corner to give the two some space. Adjusting her purse from Dawn's embrace, Johanna let herself in as Dawn closed the door behind them.
Piplup, Lopunny, and Pachirisu all beamed at the sight of Johanna, rushing over to say hello as she bent down to greet them all. Rising back to her feet, she turned to Dawn.
"It's so good to see you, dear." Her face then became firm, and she held up a finger. "But it's been far too long—you haven't visited me in weeks!"
Dawn smiled apologetically. "I know, I know. I've just been so busy working on this design that I couldn't manage to find the time." She added quickly, "But I wanted to."
Johanna let out a small laugh, putting a hand to her mouth. "I know—I just like to tease," she said lightly, and Dawn puffed her cheeks. Johanna then turned her attention onto Lopunny. "I can tell just by looking how hard you must have been working." She ran her fingers over the fabric of Lopunny's dress. "This is the design you're using, right?"
Dawn nodded. "That's the one!" she said proudly before gesturing to the mannequin in the center of the room. "And this is what I'm going to be wearing."
Johanna drew her attention away from Lopunny, looking to Dawn's dress. She smiled as she walked over to it. "Dawn, it's beautiful," she complimented. "Why, if I was 20 years younger, I would wear it myself."
Dawn giggled as she stepped beside her mother. "Please, Mom," she teased, nudging her. "You could work this dress any day of the week."
"Well, I don't know about that," Johanna said, putting her hands on her hips. "But I know for sure that it's going to look astounding on you." Dawn shifted, embarrassed, and Johanna put a hand on her shoulder. "You're going to blow those judges away."
Dawn glanced up at her mom gratefully. "Thanks for the encouragement, Mom. It means a lot."
Johanna smiled down at her daughter, but then suddenly blinked in remembrance. "Oh!" she said, pulling her purse in front of her. "That reminds me—I have something for you."
Dawn peeked over as Johanna continued to shuffle through her purse before pulling out a stack of papers and holding them out to her. Dawn reeled back, looking down at them. "What are these?" she asked, carefully taking them from Johanna's grasp.
"They're letters," Johanna explained, watching as Dawn began to look through them all. "From the people back in Twinleaf Town."
Dawn's breath caught as she began to read through each and every one. There were letters from just about every person that she knew living in Twinleaf—from her neighbors, Cara and Izzy, to Palmer, and even Kenny and Leona who had moved away from their hometown. They were all letters wishing her the best of luck in the contest, telling her to win and make Twinleaf proud. Her smile grew with each letter that she read, Piplup plopping himself down beside her so that he could get a look at them as well.
"You're the pride of Twinleaf Town," Johanna said, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Everyone is cheering you on."
Dawn closed her eyes, holding the letters close to her chest. There were so many people—the ones who made the effort to fly out to Unova, and even everyone back in Twinleaf Town. They were all cheering for her.
Opening her eyes, she looked to Johanna confidently. "I won't let them down!"
"That's the daughter I raised," Johanna said encouragingly. "I know you'll be great."
Dawn looked back down to the letters she held in her hands, gripping them tightly.
"So, how is this contest going to be structured?" Johanna asked suddenly, grabbing Dawn's attention.
Dawn raised her brows. "Oh!" she said, putting a finger to her chin. "There are 50 designers entering from all over the world—each one was handpicked by Elesa herself." She leaned back on the bed. "Every designer was given the task of creating a unique outfit for themselves and their Pokemon to wear on her runway." She held up a finger. "But the catch is that the outfit has to show the moment a trainer and Pokemon connect their hearts as one."
"That sounds straightforward enough," Johanna commented.
Dawn shook her head. "That isn't all, though," she said, and Johanna perked up. "You see, Elesa might be a model, but she's also a Gym Leader." Her gaze flicked to Johanna. "So, she wants to see our Pokemon demonstrate their abilities on the runway."
Johanna paused. "Like a contest appeal?"
"Sort of," Dawn said with a nod. She sat up. "The attacks you choose have to be used to show off the design you and your Pokemon are wearing." She closed her eyes. "The point of the appeal is to show how your outfit connects your hearts as one. After all, Elesa claims that a Pokemon's greatest beauty is shown through their abilities."
Johanna frowned, shifting her weight onto her left hip. "Sounds tricky," she commented. "Have you and Lopunny decided on your attacks yet?"
Dawn opened an eye. "Mm. We have." She glanced to Lopunny, putting a finger to her lips. "But it's a secret—so you'll just have to wait and see at the contest."
Johanna cracked a smile as she let out a huff. "I can't wait, then."
Dawn smiled back at her, but the moment was broken when Johanna's phone buzzed. Blinking, she looked down, pulling it out of her purse and reading a text message. She let out a sigh, saying, "That Lila never gives me a break." She began to type on her phone, shaking her head. "I'm in Unova for less than an hour and she's already telling me to come to her room. I swear, it's like we're teenagers again."
Dawn let out a small laugh. "Maybe you should go pay her a visit, then."
Johanna let out a breath, dropping her phone back into her purse. "You're probably right—I'm tired of being assaulted with text messages." She turned her head to Dawn. "But why don't the three of us grab dinner together tonight? I'd love to be able to catch up more with you both."
"That sounds great," Dawn said eagerly, leaning forward. "Just text me the time and place when you know and I'll be there."
"All right, I will," Johanna assured as she began to make her way towards the door. "Keep working hard, dear."
"I will." Dawn waved Johanna goodbye, watching as she closed the door behind her.
Silence followed, and Lopunny, Piplup, and Pachirisu all looked up to Dawn happily. She returned their smiles, stroking them all on the heads before looking down at the letters Johanna had brought her once more.
Dee-Dee,
Make sure that you win, okay? If you do, then it's an all-expense paid hot springs visit on us! Do your best, and no need to worry! We're rooting for you!
-Kenny and Leona
She smiled softly as she placed the letter back on top of the pile. Standing up, she walked over to the large window in the room and looked over the city. Just on the horizon, she could see Elesa's Gym.
February 28th, 2022. Late Afternoon. Nimbasa City, Unova.
A bag was slung from Dawn's wrist, and she kept glancing at the time on her phone as she walked. The city was busy, much busier than Hearthome—Dawn wasn't sure if it was the Pokemon Musical Theater or the Amusement Park, but there was an air of magic in the streets.
She checked the time again. She still had an hour before dinner with her Mother and Lila, and she hoped she had enough time to drop some last-minute supplies off at her room before meeting up with them at the restaurant.
Lifting her head from her phone, she paused, slowing her pace as she saw the sign of the Nimbasa Gym lit up like sparks. She stared at it, becoming tense. Her body was consumed in its shadow, the Gym towering over her as she suddenly felt small.
Tomorrow, she would be inside that Gym.
Closing her eyes, she took a slow inhale. She held it, then exhaled.
"This is an ideal place for the show."
Dawn gasped, snapping her eyes open as she spun on her heel in surprise. Putting a hand to her chest, she sighed.
"Paul," she breathed. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Sorry," Paul apologized. He stepped beside her, looking up at the Gym. Lowering her hand, Dawn glanced at Paul before looking back ahead.
"I wish I could see the stage I would be performing on," Dawn admitted. "I came to Nimbasa City years ago to see one of Elesa's fashion shows, but I haven't seen the Gym since its remodeling."
Paul said nothing, glancing at her. Closing his eyes, he stepped forward, grabbing onto the door handle as he eyed back at her.
"Then see it."
Dawn's face fell. "T-that's breaking and entering!"
Paul let out a huff. "Pokemon Gyms are open to the general public during operation hours," he explained, glancing to her as he pulled the door open. "So, do you want to see it or not?"
Suddenly feeling silly, Dawn blushed, gripping the bottom of her skirt and giving an eager nod. Paul closed his eyes in satisfaction as she stepped inside.
Dawn walked behind Paul, quiet as she stared at his back. She thought back to a few months ago, when they first began training together. He would always walk two steps ahead of her whenever they met. She didn't know when it had started, but one day, they had begun to walk side by side. But now he walked two steps ahead, just like before.
Glancing down, the memory of what had happened in the boutique two days prior came flooding back. Her stomach twisted when remembering the look in Paul's eyes—the way he walked out on her.
Her eyes dulled. Even now, Paul was out of her reach. She thought she had broken him apart, piece by piece, slowly seeing what was really underneath; but now, he felt almost like a stranger walking two steps ahead.
"We're here."
Dawn paused, lifting her head. Her breath caught, breaking away her thoughts, and Paul glanced at her as she stared in awe and captivation.
It didn't look like a Gym at all. A runway cut through the middle with a backdrop lit up against the wall, spotlights dotting the stage.
"Wow," Dawn said, her mouth parted open. "It's incredible." She looked around. "I've never heard of a Gym battle taking place on a runway before."
Paul closed his eyes. "It's not uncommon for Gym Leaders to structure their Gyms in a way that challenges the trainer."
"Such a thin battlefield really calls for the trainer to adapt," Dawn noted. She looked out to the audience. "And to have people watching you like that really puts on the pressure." She glanced to him teasingly. "I wonder if it gave you any trouble, though."
Paul shrugged. "I challenged the Gym before it's remodeling," he said simply.
"I see," Dawn said, looking back to the runway. To battle on a runway—a Pokemon and trainer really would have to become one in that small space.
Curling her fists at her sides, Dawn walked up to the platform. Paul watched her, quiet, and Dawn slowly stepped up onto the stage. Standing at the edge, she looked out into the audience.
Tomorrow, all of the chairs would be filled with people. Her heart fluttered. Suddenly, everything felt real. Anxiety swelled inside her, dizzying under the lights as she stood alone on the stage of the runway. Looking around the bleachers, she caught sight of Paul, who watched her with focused eyes. Looking at him, her heart slowed, everything in her mind fading into black.
She closed her eyes and breathed a deep sigh. Becoming firm, she lifted her head and forced a tense smile.
No need to worry.
March 1st, 2022. Late Morning. Nimbasa City, Unova.
Necklace? Check. Tights? Check. Mascara? Check.
Dawn paused.
"The beads," she said in panic. She proceeded to rummage through her bag in a panic. "Oh no, what if I—!"
"Lo."
Dawn inhaled as Lopunny nudged her in the back. Lifting her head, she let out a breath when she saw Lopunny holding the beads she had picked up off the floor. Putting a hand to her chest in relief, Dawn took them.
"Thanks," she sighed, and Lopunny smiled at her.
It was finally the day of Elesa's competition. Everyone backstage was in a buzz, apprehension and excitement spilling into the air. The floor was littered with spare fabric, Poke Stylists scrambling to make any last-minute adjustments before they stepped into the spotlight.
"Dawn," Lila said, and Dawn looked over. "You need to take a deep breath. You can't let your nerves get the best of you like this."
Dawn frowned. "I know," she said, shifting her weight. "Sorry. I guess I am little fidgety."
"Why don't you take a walk?" Lila suggested. "Have some water and clear your head." She gave her a reassuring smile. "I'll take care of setting things up here."
Dawn pursed her lips. Inhaling, she gave a nod. "Okay," she agreed. Looking down to Lopunny, she stepped into the crowd. She weaved her way through the designers, glancing around quietly.
It was only now she noticed just how many other Poke Stylists there were.
Each was with their Pokemon, tying ribbons or sewing hems. Each had a beautiful design, passion and hard work poured into every stitch. Each had a bond with their Pokemon, both working together side by side.
Each had come here to win.
Dawn bit her lip. Stepping out into the hallway, she closed her eyes.
"No need to worry," she muttered to herself. Taking a breath, she opened her eyes and gave a confident nod. All she had to do was keep giving it her all.
Walking down the hallway, she paused when she saw Gym Leader Fantina and famous Poke Stylist Paris both heading her way. Shaking off her worries, she swiftly stepped forward.
"Fantina! Paris!"
The two stopped and turned their heads. Paris paused, and Fantina lit up when seeing Dawn's face.
"Dawn!" she said, extending her arm to the side. "Ça fait longtemps. It's been a while, non?"
Dawn perked up, touched that Fantina remembered her. She scurried her way over to them. "It has!" she breathed. "I'm so happy to see you both—but I didn't expect to see you at all," she commented. "What are you doing here?"
Paris glanced to Fantina with a smile before looking back to Dawn. "Judging the contest, of course."
Dawn stared at the two stupidly. Gasping, she put her hand to her mouth. "A-ah! You're the judges?!"
"C'est vrai!" Fantina said, putting a hand to her chest. "Along with Elesa, of course."
Dawn tensed. She knew that whoever was going to be judging today's competition would be people of high standing in the world of Pokemon fashion—but she had no idea it would be Fantina and Paris of all people.
Dawn had seen a lot of Paris since she had settled from Coordinating. After her win at the Grand Festival, she had received a letter from her inviting her to a photoshoot for her Lopunny. It was there Paris had given her the pamphlet for a school for Poke Styling, giving Dawn the spark to take her first step forward.
Fantina, on the other hand, was both a skilled Top Coordinator and a Gym Leader. The two had met many years before when she first traveled the Sinnoh region. She had always been someone that Dawn idolized and taken inspiration from.
She could feel her nerves begin to rise again, but she swallowed them down and put on a brave face. They were just two more people she would have to do her best for—that's all. "I see," she said, putting a hand to her chest. "Then I hope my design will blow you away."
"Ah, so you're competing today, then," Paris noted.
"I am," Dawn affirmed, and Fantina looked delighted.
"I had no idea," Paris remarked, clapping her hands together. "But I'm certainly not surprised." She smiled. "I look forward to being able to judge your work once again."
Dawn smiled, but then paused, raising her brows as she looked between the pair. "But what about your jobs?" she asked, looking to Fantina. "Is it okay for you to leave your Gym and come all the way out to Unova like this?" She then looked to Paris. "And you were just recently promoted to editor of Poke Chic Magazine!"
Fantina laughed, waving her off. "Elesa is a good friend of mine," she explained dismissively. "When she asked me to judge her contest, I just couldn't say no!" She gave a wink. "My challengers are quite patient, you know."
Dawn laughed nervously, wondering if that was really true. She thought Ash would say otherwise, but she shook the thought away.
Paris nodded. "I'm also close friends with Elesa," she explained. "I'm actually here to represent Poke Chic Magazine. This competition will be featured in its next issue."
Dawn blinked a few times. "Oh! That makes sense!"
Fantina let out a dramatic sigh of contentment, extending both her arms. "Ah, this is what fashion is all about! Gym Leaders, Top Coordinators, and Poke Stylists all coming together to partake in a showcase of beauty and bonds!"
Paris gave a small, nervous laugh. Shaking it off, she turned back to Dawn. "I look forward to seeing how far you've come as a Poke Stylist, Dawn."
"Oui," Fantina cut in, leaning forward. Paris tilted herself back to evade her. "I can't wait to see what a Top Coordinator like yourself has to offer!" She closed her eyes, lifting her head to the ceiling. "This really will be a day of magic!"
Paris sighed as Fantina became lost in herself, but blinked when her phone went off. Slipping it from her pocket, she flipped it open.
"Ah—we have to get going," she said, closing her phone. Fantina looked disappointed. Slipping the phone back into her pocket, Paris began to walk. Looking over her shoulder, she held up a hand as she gave Dawn a sincere smile.
"Good luck, Dawn."
Fantina winked at her as she followed, calling, "Oui, bonne chance! Blow us all away!"
Dawn stared, watching them until they turned the corner and disappeared. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, standing still for a moment before opening them with a smile.
The Gym was packed. The seats were overflowing with people, spectators talking excitedly among themselves as they waited eagerly for the start of the show.
"This Gym is amazing," Candice gushed as she looked around. Her eyes focused on the large runway placed in the center of the room. "Maybe I should put a runway in the Snowpoint Gym," she mused thoughtfully.
"Maybe not," Zoey commented dryly, looking down at Piplup who sat in Johanna's lap. He was dressed in a pink cheerleading outfit as he happily waved around the pompoms he held in his fins.
Barry, who was sitting beside Johanna, kept glancing down anxiously at the watch on his wrist. "Where is he?" he murmured impatiently, paying no attention to the people who surrounded him. "I oughta fine him for being late!"
Johanna raised a brow and looked at Piplup questioningly, who simply shrugged in response before continuing his cheer.
In the row behind them, Paul sat in silence, watching the curtain at the end of the runway as he waited for the show to start. He drummed his fingertips against his arm. Reggie stole a glance at him, cracking a smile before saying, "I'm going to have to take a lot of pictures for Joel and Maylene."
Paul glanced to him, and Reggie continued with, "I'm sure they wouldn't let me hear the end of it if I didn't." He laughed lightly. "I don't need them on my case about it."
Paul stared for a moment longer before looking back to the runway, but after a beat of silence, Reggie suddenly whispered, "So, did you talk to Dawn about what happened?"
Straightening out, Paul looked to his brother in annoyance, but Reggie's serious expression didn't waver. Sighing in frustration, Paul looked back forward. "Somewhat."
"Somewhat?"
Closing his eyes, Paul furrowed his brows. "...I took your advice," he said lowly. "And we agreed to sort it out once everything is over."
Reggie smiled, satisfied. "I see," he said, closing his eyes. "Then I think that everything is going to work out just fine."
Paul said nothing, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed Candice staring at him with a wide smile on her face. His shoulders tensed as he realized she may have been eavesdropping. Pursing his lips, he rose from his seat. "I'm going to get a drink."
"Oh!" Reggie said, perking up. "Can you grab me a water, then?"
Forgetting about the previous conversation she was listening to, Candice gasped. "If you're getting food then grab me a bag of popcorn!"
"Hey, hey!" Barry said, waving his hands for Paul to look at him. "Grab me a soda!" he said, thumbing to himself. "Oh! And a chocolate bar!"
Zoey glanced at him, unamused. "I don't think that much sugar is the best idea," she remarked, but Barry didn't pay her any attention.
Paul looked between all of them, taking a mental note of each of their demands. He scowled in frustration, wondering just how it happened that he became in charge of this without even offering. Sighing in defeat, he waved them all off as he pushed his way out of the seats.
Paul entered the hallway, glancing left and right to spot some kind of concessions stand. Finally, he noticed a small booth which looked like it had been put together earlier that day for the sole purpose of this event.
He began to walk over, but suddenly stopped when noticing a familiar face running towards him. He furrowed his brows in remembrance, and the person seemed to recognize him as well as he came to a stop. He looked tired and out of breath, as if he had been running to get there.
He raised his brows. "I know you," he breathed, straightening out. "Paul, right?"
Paul nodded his head. "Lucas."
Lucas let out a laugh, rubbing the back of his head. "You remember me! I'm surprised," he said, putting his arm down as he offered Paul a smile. "It's been a while. How are you?"
"Fine," Paul responded simply.
Lucas blinked, waiting for Paul to say more—but when he didn't he shrugged and looked to the door. "I'm not late, am I?"
"No," Paul responded, shaking his head. "You have some time."
Lucas put a hand to his chest, sighing in relief. "Oh, good—my flight was delayed, so I was afraid I wasn't going to make it," he explained. He then tilted his head. "Where are you off to? I figured you'd all be seated by now."
Paul let out a huff, sliding his hands into his pockets. "I'm getting refreshments for everyone, apparently."
Lucas perked up. "Oh!" he said, raising his brows. "Let me lend you a hand, then. That's a lot of stuff to carry."
Paul glanced at Lucas silently for a moment before nodding his head and making his way over to the line, Lucas in tow.
The two waited off to the side once Paul had placed the order. He made a mental note of the price; he fully expected to get back his ₱1,500 when this was over. It would take a few minutes for the popcorn that Candice had asked for, and they both stood there as a heavy silence filled the air. It was awkward; Paul kept his gaze forward, but Lucas kept giving hidden glances. Finally, he broke the tension.
"I can't wait to see Dawn's design," he commented, and Paul glanced over. "I know how hard she's been working for this—I'm sure I'll be blown away."
Paul looked back forward. "She's dedicated," he said simply. Lucas laughed.
"Yeah," he agreed. He glanced down, a smile curving his lips. "…She really does deserve this." Paul flicked his eyes towards him. "I'm happy for her."
Paul didn't say anything, looking back over to the counter as he watched the popcorn pop. Lucas fidgeted his hand, stealing another glance at Paul before taking a breath.
"…Hey," he started. "Can I ask you a question?"
Paul glanced over to him, and Lucas looked like he was thinking about what to say. He hesitated under Paul's gaze.
"Are you and Dawn dating?"
Paul paused, taken aback. "What?" he managed.
Lucas scratched his nose. "When I saw her at the supermarket a few months ago, I noticed how happy she looked. Dawn is pretty private about that kind of thing, so I couldn't help but wonder."
Paul knitted his brows together. "We're not dating," he said plainly.
Lucas's face fell, embarrassed. "A-ah, sorry," he said. "It's just, Dawn talks so much about you on the phone." He gave a small smile. "I guess I just sort of assumed…"
Paul took a beat of silence. "…She talks about me?"
Lucas nodded. Letting out a light laugh he joked, "Raves about you, actually." He glanced at him. "Every time she says your name, her face just lights up."
Paul went quiet, looking back forward. He clenched his fists in his pockets. "…I see."
"She also told me you were planning to rechallenge the Champion soon," Lucas continued, shifting the topic away from the uncomfortable air. "Do you have a date set yet?"
Paul didn't answer, his jaw clenched as he stared at the ground. Suddenly, he felt terrible. He had walked out on Dawn, leaving her alone when she had tried to show him her feelings. He had acted pathetically, pushing her away because he had been too afraid to face her.
Inhaling, Paul lifted his head. "I have something I need to do," he suddenly said, and Lucas raised his brows. "Take care of the food for me."
Lucas blinked stupidly. "U-uh, sure!" he said, and Paul have him a nod before rushing into the crowd.
Lopunny stepped into her dress, Dawn helping her to pull it up and zip the back. Lila watched as Dawn decorated her ears, giving a nod in satisfaction as she looked her over.
"Lopunny looks perfect," Lila remarked. Lopunny beamed at the comment.
Dawn looked over with a smile. Thank you," she said. She then looked back to Lopunny. "I still can't believe it. It won't be long before we finally walk down the runway."
"You can't walk down any runway without your outfit, though," Lila pointed out playfully, and Dawn paused, looking down at herself.
She let out a sheepish laugh. "I almost forgot," she said, rising to her feet.
"I'll be here with Lopunny," Lila said, and Dawn gave her a grateful smile as she picked up her garment bag from off of the ground.
"I'll be right back," she assured, and she gave Lopunny one last look before stepping into the hall. Rounding the corner, something caught her eye, and she suddenly stopped with a gasp. Raising her brows, she jogged over.
"Paul," she said, stopping in front of him. She placed her hands on her hips. "You're not supposed to be back here."
"I wanted to see you," Paul dismissed. Some of the designers stared as they walked by, and Dawn glanced at them, her face burning red in embarrassment. Grabbing his arm, she pulled him aside.
"What do you want?" she asked.
Paul stared. He wanted to apologize. He wanted to tell her that he had messed up. He wanted to tell her a lot of things, but nothing came out.
"Paul," Dawn pressed. She glanced to a nearby clock. "I have to start getting ready."
Paul pressed his lips into a hard line. He couldn't tell her—not now. Right now, their feelings didn't matter. In that moment, all that mattered was the contest Dawn had to win.
Becoming firm, Paul knitted his brows together.
"Win it all."
Dawn paused, staring. Lighting up, she gave him a confident nod.
"I will—just watch me!"
The lights in the Gym began to flicker, and Reggie looked down nervously at his watch. The show was about to begin at any moment and Paul still hadn't returned from concessions. Somehow, he got the feeling that Paul was taking his sweet time on purpose.
"Where's my popcorn?" Candice whined, leaning back in her seat.
"And my chocolate!" Barry spat, tapping his foot impatiently against the floor. "I'm telling ya—I should fine Paul for taking so long!"
"He was with me just a few minutes ago."
The voice came from the aisle, and Barry turned his head to see Lucas pushing his way through the seats—drinks and snacks in hand. "Don't worry, I've got the snacks," Lucas assured with a light laugh.
Barry's face lit up, and he instantly jumped to his feet, wrapping his arms around Lucas in a powerful bear hug. "Lu!" he said enthusiastically. "You made it!"
Lucas stumbled, nearly dropping the snacks when Barry hugged him. "Of course I did," he said, pulling away from Barry as he began to hand out the food and drinks. "I wouldn't miss this for the world—even if my flight was delayed."
Candice, Zoey, and Johanna all began to give their greetings to Lucas, but Reggie blinked, sitting forward. "You said you saw Paul?" He let out a small laugh, holding up a hand. "Sorry—I'm his brother, Reggie."
Lucas turned his head towards Reggie and nodded. "Yeah, I ran into him at the concessions stand," he explained, scratching a finger against his temple. "We got to talking, but he suddenly ran off—said he had something to do." He shrugged. "I kind of figured he'd be here by now."
Reggie scrunched his face in confusion, but then perked up when hearing, "I'm here."
Turning around, Reggie saw his brother making his way back to his seat beside him. "Where were you?" he asked as Paul sat back down.
Paul closed his eyes. "It's not important."
Reggie exchanged confused looks with Lucas, but then their attention was snapped towards the runway when the lights cut out and loud music began to play from the speakers above.
"Ah!" Zoey said, her eyes widening. "It must be starting!"
The crowd began to whisper in an excited anticipation as colored lasers and spotlights began to shine and dance along the runway. The stage began to glow in a bright white light as the large television at the end flickered on. Several pictures of Pokemon in different outfits flashed on the screen, followed by shots of battles and trainers all perfectly timed to the blaring music.
Finally, there was a bright flash of light, and a woman's tall, lean silhouette appeared behind the screen. The crowd's excitement began to swell, and it burst as the screen was slowly raised and Elesa walked out from behind it. Her stride had a sense of both elegance and power, her hair and jacket flowing behind her as she raised her hands into the air.
"There she is!" Candice squealed, rising out of her seat and cupping her hands around her mouth. "Elesa, I love you!"
Zoey winced, putting her hands to her ears and sinking into her seat.
Paul flicked his gaze towards Candice, but then returned his focus onto the runway as the music began to fade and the lights on stage were brought up just the slightest.
The crowd's cheering died down and Elesa took a deep breath, extending a hand outward. "Welcome, welcome!" she greeted, putting a hand to her chest. "Thank you all for the applause—the excitement of so many people has left me positively dizzy!"
The crowd cheered, and Candice let out a dreamy sigh, putting a hand to her cheek. "She's so amazing," she said, causing Zoey to cringe.
"Now," Elesa continued, putting a hand to her cheek. "I am thrilled to say that we have an incredible line-up of designs coming from the world's most talented Poke Stylists and their Pokemon. I know that they're going to leave everyone here shocked!"
Elesa walked further down the runway. "As you all know, I am someone who is both a model and a Gym Leader," she began, flipping one of her braids behind her. "When I model, I take someone else's vision and bring it to life." She closed her eyes, putting a hand to her chest. "But when I battle, that is when I'm my true self. All of my battles take place on this very runway, because a battle is its own design to be shown off."
Paul watched Elesa with focused eyes, remembering the combinations that Dawn had used in all of her battles against him—the way that she had been able to make her Pokemon shine with them.
Elesa looked to the ceiling, extending her arms. "A Pokemon's truest form of beauty comes through in their natural abilities and power—but their most electrifying potential can only be brought out through connecting their heart with their trainer's." She closed her eyes. "And that's why I've asked all of the stylists you'll see today to design something that shows the moment a Pokemon and trainer connect their hearts as one!"
There was another cheer from the audience, and Elesa smiled. "But that bond can never be shown simply through fashion alone. As I said, a Pokemon's true beauty comes from their abilities." She turned on her heel and gracefully walked back to the other end of the runway. "So, today we're going to witness a beautiful array of attacks that will make these Pokemon shine as brightly as the stars." She faced the audience. "And the stylist who can make their work shine brightest will be our winner—taking home our grand prize of ₱2,000,000 and having their design showcased in my magazine!"
The audience's excitement grew, and Elesa held up a hand to silence them. "That being said, our stylists today will be judged on their skill as designers, how their design fits the theme, and how they're able to showcase both the design and the bond they share with their Pokemon through an appeal of attacks," she explained, placing her hands to her hips. "But of course, I cannot be the only one to judge—and that's why I've enlisted the help of two dear friends of mine."
She extended her hand towards stage right. "First, the world-renowned Poke Stylist and lead editor of Poke Chic Magazine—Paris Sivonen!"
Paris walked onto the stage, waving to the crowd as they let out a shrill scream of excitement. Paris took her place beside Elesa and leaned forward. "Thank you!" she greeted with a wave. "It's a pleasure to be here. I look forward to seeing each Stylist and their beautiful Pokemon!"
The crowd let out another cheer, and Elesa then extended her hand to stage left, saying, "And our second judge, a Top Coordinator and leader of the Hearthome City Gym—Fantina Beaulieu!"
Fantina made her way onto the stage as the crowd continued to cheer. She approached Elesa and extended her arms to her, kissing her on both cheeks before turning to the crowd dramatically. "Merci, merci!" Fantina began, putting a hand to her chest. "I am so honored to be given the opportunity to just such a merveilleux showcase, and I hope that you all are just as excited as I am!"
Elesa's smile widened as the audience roared, and once they settled down she lifted her arms into the air. "Then with the formalities out of the way, let's allow these stylists and their Pokemon to make our heads spin as they take the stage!"
The crowd was buzzing with anticipation as Johanna took a breath, watching the three women walk off the stage to sit at the judging table. "There are so many big names here," she commented, and Paul glanced at her. "Dawn is going to have to impress each one of them."
Paul stared at her for a moment before looking forward, watching as the first Poke Stylist took the stage alongside her Emolga, their outfits twinkling brightly as they walked down the runway. He furrowed his brows, gripping at the bottom of his jacket.
She could do this.
"Florges, use Petal Dance!"
Dawn watched the small television screen in the backroom attentively. The trainer who was currently on the runway had their Florges dressed in a long gown that made the pink flowers around her neck stand out beautifully.
The runway became decorated in tiny flower petals as Florges danced in the center. Dawn gripped the jacket draped around her shoulders nervously. Every stylist so far had been incredible. She was surrounded by so much talent that she wondered just how she and Lopunny were supposed to stand out.
"Lop!"
Dawn blinked, turning her head to see Lopunny staring at her encouragingly, one of her paws placed on Dawn's thigh. A moment later, she felt a hand lightly tap her on the back. Looking over, she saw Lila staring down at her.
"I was told to let you know that it's almost time," Lila explained. "Are you ready?"
Dawn turned her head back to the screen, watching as the trainer and their Florges exited the runway. She tightened the grip on her jacket, her nerves bubbling within her. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, allowing herself a moment to calm down. Once the nerves settled, she rose to her feet, dropping her jacket onto the bag in front of her.
She turned to Lila, offering her a confident smile. "I'm ready."
Lopunny jumped beside her, happily throwing her paws into the air. "Lopunny!"
Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Lila gave Dawn and Lopunny both one last look-over. Each stitch was perfectly in place, every bead decorating the fabric gleaming under the room's lights. The dresses weren't exactly the same, but one couldn't stand without the other—the design was only complete with each dress placed side by side.
Lila smiled, closing her eyes. "I know I've said it before—but it really is a beautiful design," she said, taking Dawn by surprise. "I always knew that you had it in you." Lila looked at her. "You've come a long way as a Poke Stylist, Dawn. No matter what happens out there, I'm proud of you."
Dawn's lips curved into a smile. "That means a lot, Lila," she said, putting a hand to her chest. "And thank you for pushing me all this time—I don't think I would be anywhere near this level if it hadn't been for you. So thank you."
Lila let out a huff. "I'm just doing my job, Dawn," she explained. "I knew from the start that you had talent—you just needed the right shove forward." Lifting her hand, she gave her a thumbs-up. "So go out there and show everyone out there what you're made of!"
Dawn looked down to Lopunny, the two exchanging smiles before Dawn lifted her head back to Lila. "I will!" she assured with a curt nod. She then turned on her heel towards the stage.
"Oh, and Dawn?" Lila called to her.
Dawn stopped, glanced at back her questioningly.
Lila smiled, raising a brow. "No need to worry, right?"
Dawn blinked, surprised by the comment, but then became firm, curling her hand into a fist. "No need to worry!"
With that, Dawn turned her back to Lila and stepped through the double doors that led to the Gym. The lights were dim, but she could make out several other Poke Stylists sitting nervously alongside their Pokemon as they waited to step out onto the runway. The blaring music and cheering crowd could be heard from just behind the curtain.
"Next, we have contestant number 33 from Blackthorn City, Richard Ormond and his Weavile!" Elesa's voice rang from the other side.
Dawn paused. Contestant number 33.
"Contestant number 34? Is contestant number 34 here?" a woman's voice whispered into the small gathering of stylists.
Dawn gripped at the bottom of her dress before taking a quick breath and looking to the woman. "That's me."
The woman looked at her, and then to her clipboard. "Dawn Berlitz?" she asked, and Dawn nodded. "You're up next, so if you could just step this way."
Her body tensed as she followed the woman to the edge of the curtain. Her stomach turned as she listened to the crowd. She could just barely manage to peek through the cracks of the curtain to see Richard reaching the end of the runway alongside his Weavile.
Weavile wore a long, red scarf that trailed behind him as he walked, the spotlight making the bold color stand out against the simple white vest he wore. Richard wore an outfit that properly matched his Pokemon's, the two balancing each other well.
He extended his arm to the audience, calling, "Use Dark Pulse, Weavile!"
Dawn bit her bottom lip as she watched Weavile fire a beautiful Dark Pulse attack above the judges. He then proceeded to slice through it with a Night Slash attack, his scarf trailing behind him in the process. The sparkles from the broken Dark Pulse rained down on Weavile as he made a flawless landing, the audience erupting as he did so. After striking a finishing pose together, the two then turned and began to make their way back down the runway.
Dawn's stomach twisted into a knot. Their appeal had been perfect, capturing both Weavile's dark typing and the simplicity of the outfit that it wore well. She closed her eyes to take a deep breath, but stopped short when she felt something grab her arm.
Blinking, she opened her eyes to see Lopunny's paw gently grasping her hand. Lopunny smiled, giving a reassuring squeeze. Looking down at her, Dawn noticed the way that the light from above caused the Mega Stone that hung from her neck to shine. Suddenly, she remembered standing behind the curtain in Hearthome City beside Buneary—the two of them in their simplistic white dresses. After that day, she had learned what it truly meant to make her Pokemon shine—and today, she was going to do just that.
Smiling, she squeezed Lopunny's hand and looked forward. No matter what happened, she didn't want to have any regrets.
"Next up, we have contestant number 34 from Hearthome City, Dawn Berlitz and her Lopunny!" Elesa's voice rang from the other side of the curtain.
Taking a deep breath, Dawn looked forward as the curtain opened. The spotlight blinded her for a moment, and she peeked out to see that all eyes were on her. Suddenly feeling dizzy, she stared before catching sight of her friends in the crowd.
"If you don't give it your best, you'll only have regrets."
Dawn watched as everyone else faded away. "No need to worry!" was painted on a sign that Barry held, and Piplup jumped up and down as he waved his pompoms.
"You're the pride of Twinleaf Town—everyone's cheering you on."
Becoming firm, Dawn stepped forward. The lights felt hot and heavy, Lopunny walking beside her as she made her way down the runway. The runway seemed much longer than she remembered.
"Just don't lose. I can't be associated with a losing boutique, after all."
Taking a quick breath, she walked with more confidence. There was a bounce in her step, and Lopunny perked up when feeling Dawn's energy.
"If you don't win, I'll have to fine you!"
The music was blaring, but she couldn't hear it. She could only hear her friends, a spotlight shining on each of them as they watched her from below. All of them had supported her. All of them had come here for her.
All of them believed in her.
"No need to worry, right?"
She couldn't let them down. Everyone had done so much to help her, and now was the time to show them the results of their strength and love. Glancing over, she then saw Paul as he watched her in fixation.
"Win it all."
Suddenly, Dawn could hear the crowd. She lit up as she heard people making comments like, "That Lopunny's dress is beautiful!" and, "How did she get her fur to sparkle like that?"
Lopunny was the star. Their dresses perfectly brought out each of Lopunny's traits and connected the two to each other as one. Looking down the runway, she could see Fantina, Paris, and Elesa all sitting at a table together. Fantina had her hands clapped together in admiration as Paris nodded her head in approval. Elesa was resting her chin on her hands, a dreamy look in her eyes. She knew that now was the time to really blow them away.
Taking a step back, Dawn looked to Lopunny with a smile. "Lopunny," she started, getting her Pokemon's attention. "Are you ready?"
Stopping in place, Lopunny turned to Dawn. Smiling confidently, she clenched her paw into a fist. "Lo!"
"Okay, then," Dawn started, extending her hand forward. "Use Ice Beam!"
Lopunny obeyed, her mouth swelling in blue light as she lifted her head. Streams of ice formed pillars decorating the ends of the runway, the spotlights from above reflecting off of them with color. The colors beamed onto Lopunny, giving her dress a faint glow as she posed center stage. Elesa leaned forward, intrigued.
Opening her hand, Dawn smiled brightly. "Now, use Bounce!"
Lopunny sprung into the air, the bottom of her dress flaring out as she did so, causing the audience to let out an excited gasp. She spun in the air as she began to bounce herself off of the ice pillars on the runway.
The crowd cheered as Lopunny continued her dance within the icy scenery she had created. Dawn's eyes were sparkling as she watched her Pokemon captivate the audience. Her heart pounded as she watched Lopunny's dress flow and sparkle within the ice and lights, the audience letting out gasps and cheers at every twirl and bounce. This was why she became a PokeStylist—to show off the beauty of Pokemon and allow them to shine alongside their trainers under the spotlight.
"Lopunny looks so beautiful dancing like that!" Candice gushed from the audience, putting her hands to her cheeks. "The lights reflecting off the ice like that really make her the center of attention!"
"Yeah," Zoey agreed with a nod. "And Lopunny bouncing around really shows how beautiful and easy to move in her design is. It captures Lopunny's personality and abilities perfectly."
Lucas's eyes were shining as he watched Dawn's face light up. "And the simplicity of Lopunny dancing in the ice gives me kind of a nostalgic feeling," he added. "It makes me think of a Pokemon Trainer's early days with their Pokemon—back when things were simple." He closed his eyes. "And it makes you realize just how far Dawn and Lopunny have come together since their simpler days, too."
"Pip! Piplup lup!" Piplup cheered loudly, jumping up and down in Johanna's lap with his pompoms.
Johanna held Piplup close to her, and she paused, her eyes widening as Lucas spoke. "I get it…" she said quietly, and Paul glanced at her. "This is just like when she entered the Hearthome Collection with Buneary."
Paul furrowed his brows together. "The Hearthome Collection?"
Johanna blinked, not having realized that Paul was listening to her. She flicked her gaze towards him before looking back to Dawn and Lopunny on the runway. "Back when Dawn entered the Hearthome Collection—the first thing she ever did as a Poke Stylist—she used a very similar appeal of attacks," she explained, remembering the tiny Buneary dancing within pillars of ice on the television. "At the time, the point of it was to use the simplicity of the ice and the dress to make Buneary stand out."
Paul watched as Johanna put a hand to her chest, and he noticed her eyes had a watery gleam to them as she watched her daughter up on stage. "And now she's making Lopunny shine brighter than ever in this design by bringing them back to that simpler place they started from," she said, gripping her shirt.
Paul stared before looking back to the runway. Suddenly, he remembered the day he first began his journey. He remembered the first time he held his Turtwig—the first time they promised to become Champion.
"Okay, Lopunny," Dawn said confidently, lifting her arm into the air. "Let's finish this off with one last Bounce!"
"Lop!" Lopunny said, springing into the air and landing perfectly atop the largest ice pillar in the center.
Dawn's face beamed as she watched her Pokemon make the landing. Lopunny extended her arms as the spotlights from above made her outfit glow more than ever. Closing her eyes, she let out a small breath-but she paused when suddenly hearing a faint crackling sound.
Her eyes snapped open and she froze when realizing that the pillar Lopunny was standing on had started to crack beneath her weight. Dawn's breath caught as she flicked her gaze up to Lopunny.
Lopunny seemed to take notice as the ice beneath her swayed just the slightest and began to cave. Before she had the chance to properly react, the tilting pillar caused her foot to slip, and she let out a cry of alarm as she stumbled backwards before losing her balance and falling off.
There was a collective gasp from the audience as Dawn instantly sprinted forward. "I've got you!" she said, catching her Pokemon before she could crash to the ground.
She stumbled backwards as Lopunny landed in her arms, but managed to remain standing. Letting out a shaky breath, she looked down to make sure Lopunny wasn't hurt. But Lopunny's eyes were fixed forward.
Lifting her head, Dawn followed her Pokemon's gaze and immediately froze in horror. The pillar of ice had begun to fall in her direction. She felt as though she was watching in slow motion as pieces of it shattered. This was it. They had come this far only to mess up—only to fail. Just when her dream seemed to be right in her grasp, it crumbled before her.
She knew that everyone here—the judges, the audience, her friends, Lila—they would all be disappointed in her. She had spent so many late nights working for this—she and her Pokemon together. When she glanced down to Lopunny, she saw that her gaze was focused on her, a fire in her eyes.
In that moment, time seemed to speed up again and Dawn flicked her gaze towards the chunks of ice that were falling towards them. Suddenly, she remembered her battle with Paul from a few days prior—Torterra's Stone Edge attack raining down on Lopunny—and she was struck with an idea.
Her expression grew intense as she pointed towards the falling ice. "Lopunny, use Fire Punch!"
Reacting to Dawn's orders without hesitation, Lopunny ignited her fists in flames and sprung directly towards the falling pieces of ice. She struck each piece with her flaming fists, causing them to shatter in sparks of blue and red. The mix of colors rained over Lopunny as she continued her attack, causing the outfits that she and Dawn wore to sparkle under the spotlight.
Dawn's face lit up as Lopunny landed on her feet following the attack, striking a pose.
The crowd went wild at Lopunny's save, and Barry leapt out of his seat, throwing his hands into the air. "She did it! She did it!" he cheered. "I was about to fine her, but she pulled it off!"
Johanna let out the breath she had been holding, leaning back in her seat as she put a hand to her chest. "That was a close one," she sighed, focusing her attention back onto Dawn. "That combination was quick thinking, and Lopunny responded to her so fast." She cracked a smile, putting a hand to her cheek. "But I suppose you can't expect anything less from a Top Coordinator and her Pokemon."
Paul had barely heard Johanna, his eyes solely focused on Dawn. He watched as the sparkles continued to shower over her and Lopunny. Dawn looked out of breath, her face beaded with sweat as she held her pose under the spotlight. Her chest heaved, but she looked out with a shine in her eyes, her face beaming as her cheeks flushed in the hot light.
She had never looked more beautiful than she did in this moment.
Dawn took another second to catch her breath as the crowd continued to cheer for her and Lopunny. Smiling, she looked down at her Pokemon and offered her a small nod before the two turned around and walked back to the start of the runway.
Once they were behind the curtain, Dawn was only able to walk for a few more feet before collapsing to her knees.
Lopunny's eyes widened as she let out a "Lop!", and hurriedly scurried over to her trainer. Once Lopunny was close enough, Dawn grabbed a hold of her and pulled her into a tight embrace.
Lopunny gasped in surprise as Dawn held her tightly. Letting out a small laugh, Dawn buried her face into Lopunny's fur. "Thank you," she murmured. "You were incredible out there, Lopunny. If you hadn't acted so quickly then we might have been done for."
Lopunny blinked, looking to Dawn as she continued with, "I don't care that we messed up—I don't care if we don't win." She tightened her grip. "You looked amazing, and the crowd totally loved you. You got to shine out there, and that's what matters most. So thank you."
Lopunny continued to stare at Dawn before letting out a happy noise and returning the embrace, nuzzling against Dawn's hair.
Just then, Lila emerged into the room in haste. She breathed heavily as she looked around for Dawn. She paused when she saw Dawn kneeling on the ground with Lopunny in her arms.
She stared for a moment long before letting out a short breath and smiling. She had been positive that Dawn was going to need a pep-talk after what had happened, but it seemed as though she had everything she needed right there.
The final Poke Stylist of the competition walked down the runway alongside her Joltik, who was wearing a tiny top hat and bowtie.
"Who knew a little Joltik could make such a big impression," Candice said in surprise as she watched the designer exit the runway. "I guess it just goes to show that fashion can bring out any Pokemon's traits."
"I'll say," Zoey commented, closing her eyes. "There was a lot of really great competition today." She pursed her lips. "I wonder where Dawn and Lopunny will fall."
Candice frowned, but before she got the chance to speak, Elesa stepped back onto the stage. She extended her arms to the crowd, saying, "So, what did everyone think?"
There was a roar from the audience, and Elesa smiled, closing her eyes. "Yes, I couldn't agree more," she said, raising her arms to the ceiling. "Every contestant was truly electrifying!" After taking a breath, Elesa looked around the Gym. "Now that we've seen all of our spectacular designers and their Pokemon, the judges and I will take a few minutes to discuss the results." She held up a finger. "We will return shortly with the winners!"
There was one last cheer from the crowd as Elesa walked off of the stage and exited the room with Paris and Fantina trailing behind her.
The house lights were raised, and Barry shot out of his seat, stating, "I'm going to the bathroom!" Moments later, he darted out of the row of chairs.
Lucas let out a small sigh before rising from his own seat. "I'd better go with him," he said, pushing his way out. "The last thing I want is Barry fining someone using the bathroom."
"You know, moving around isn't a bad idea," Candice said, stretching as she stood up. "What do you say, Zoe-Zoe? Wanna take a walk?"
Zoey blinked, looking up at Candice before cracking a smile. "Sure," she said, standing up beside her. "I need to stretch my legs, anyways." With that, the two of them headed out through the doors.
Reggie leaned back in his chair as he let out a sigh. "It's up to the judges now." He glanced to the stage. "I hope they don't take off too many points for Dawn's mess up…"
Paul closed his eyes. "She gave it everything she had. Win or lose, she still showed us her top performance."
Johanna glanced at the two brothers, quiet. Turning to them, she gave them a smile.
"You're right."
Paul raised his brows, not realizing Johanna could hear them. Johanna continued with, "This performance has brought Dawn closer with her Pokemon. What she showed us on stage is who she is as a designer." She looked up. "She's had it inside her all along—walking down that runway after everything she's been through helped her finally realize it. Coordinating, designing, traveling, Pokemon, friends—" She eyed Paul. "—all of it has led her to this very stage."
Closing her eyes, Johanna saw Dawn after her loss at her first Grand Festival. She had pulled Johanna's ribbon from her bag, the ribbon she had given her for support on her journey. Dawn held it close before holding it out for her mother to take.
"My support from now on will be all the proof of my hard work!"
Johanna opened her eyes. "…I'm proud of her. Her father would be proud, too."
Paul watched her wordlessly. Johanna then glanced at him, a smile curving her lips.
"It's Paul, right?"
Paul nodded, and Johanna straightened herself. "Thank you for supporting Dawn all this time," she said sincerely, and Paul paused. "I think you've helped her more than she realizes. It's thanks to you she was able to shine so brightly on that stage today."
Paul pressed his lips together. "…It was Dawn's own work that brought her dress to life. It was her own courage that she was able to get on that runway. It was all her." He stayed quiet for a moment. "… She's incredible."
Reggie's mouth parted open slightly, taken aback by Paul's words. He then smiled.
Johanna's expression softened. "…She is," she agreed. She looked back forward, adding, "Everything Dawn said about you being a good person is true."
Paul stared at her. Averting his gaze down, he couldn't help but let a small smile show.
Dawn sat on a bench backstage, Lopunny sitting beside her. Her performance kept playing in her mind like a broken record. She was certain that the judges were going to take off points for their mess up, but she knew that the only thing she could do about it now was wait.
Looking to Lopunny, she let a small smile show. She had come so far since she first started as a Poke Stylist. A year ago, she could have never imagined herself standing where she was now. No matter what the outcome was, she was happy to know that she had at least gotten this far. With the help and support of her Pokemon and friends, she would strive to go even further until someday she could make everyone smile at her designs the way they did today. That day would definitely come.
"Dawn," Lila's voice spoke from beside her, and Dawn turned to face her. "They're calling all of the designers onto the stage now for the awards ceremony." She nodded her head to the double doors. "You should get out there, too."
Dawn blinked, exchanging glances with Lopunny. "Right," she said, rising to her feet. Lopunny jumped beside her.
Lila offered Dawn a small smile, holding up a hand as she watched her walk to the doors. "Good luck."
Once Dawn stepped onto the stage, she weaved herself into the cluster of Poke Stylists. Each one of them seemed nervous, fidgeting their hands or adjusting their Pokemon's outfits. They had all come here to win, and no one wanted to be told anything less. Taking a deep breath, Dawn looked down at Lopunny and gently grasped her paw.
Lifting her head, she looked out into the audience. She could just barely make out the faces of Paul and the others in the darkness. Feeling a little more at ease, a small smile curved her lips.
Loud music began to play over the speakers that hung above the stage, and the crowd cheered as Elesa, Fantina, and Paris made their entrance onto the runway.
"We're sorry to have kept you all waiting," Elesa said, taking the center of the stage. "But there were just so many designs that left our heads spinning that we needed to consider each one carefully." She put a hand to her forehead, closing her eyes. "It truly was such a marvelous experience to see so many incredible Poke Stylists and their Pokemon displaying fashion from all over the world." She turned to face the contestants. "It was clear how hard each and every one of you worked. I could see the love you put into all of your designs—so be proud of yourselves."
The crowd let out a cheer of agreement, and Elesa turned to face them once more. "But of course, we must have those who come out on top," she started, putting a hand to her chest. "It was difficult to decide on our winners, but ultimately, there did end up being one designer who stood out. A designer who was able to show their skill, make their Pokemon shine, and display what it means to have your hearts connected as one." She looked up into the spotlight. "Our winner showed me that today." She extended her arms out. "So now it's time to announce who they are!"
The crowd's excitement began to grow and Dawn could feel herself tense as Elesa pulled out a slip of paper from her jacket pocket. "First up, we'll announce our third prize winner!" she explained, unfolding the slip of paper and looking down at it. "Demonstrating both grace and beauty on our runway, we have Stacy Maslow and her Florges!"
Stacy's face lit up, and she exchanged an excited look with her Florges as Elesa motioned for her to step forward. Dawn watched as the pair walked into the spotlight, waving to the crowd as she graciously accepted her award.
She swallowed as Elesa faced the audience again, raising the microphone to her mouth as she looked down at the paper. "Next up, we saw a dizzying display of both power and simplicity from the lovely pair of our second place winners, Richard Ormond and his Weavile!"
The crowd let out a loud applause, and Richard perked up, his brows rising in surprise as he looked to Weavile. His Pokemon smiled at him, and Richard then put a hand to his chest and let out a long, shaky sigh of relief. He looked to Elesa with a smile and walked beside Stacy. He bowed his head gratefully as Paris handed him his award, and Weavile beamed with pride as a medal was placed around his neck.
The audience's cheers began to quiet down once the third and second place winners had accepted their awards and stepped off to the side. Barry shifted impatiently in his seat, growling in frustration as he crumpled his program in his hands.
"Man! If she takes any longer to announce the winner then I'm gonna have to fine her!" he whispered harshly, earning a wary glance from Lucas. "And I'll fine her double if it's not Dawn!"
"Barry, shh!" Zoey scolded quietly, putting a finger to her lips as Candice anxiously stuffed her face with popcorn beside her.
Johanna clasped her hands together tightly as she waiting for Elesa to speak, and Piplup seemed to be shaking with nerves as his pompoms rattled between his fins.
Reggie flicked his eyes towards Paul, and let a small smile show when he noticed his brother watching Dawn with unwavering eyes.
Elesa took a step forward, staring down at the paper in front of her before smiling and slipping it back into her pocket. Lifting her head to the audience, she put a hand to her chest. "And now the time has come for me to unveil our grand prize winner!"
There was an excited murmur from the crowd, and Elesa closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "This final designer has brought something onto my runway that I've never seen before," she said, extending her arms outward. "They were able to show the care, time, and effort that went into creating their design. What we saw on the runway today was more than an outfit—it was a piece of this stylists' heart." She closed her eyes, putting a hand to her chest. "And what's more, we got to see that piece of their heart connect with their Pokemon's through their attacks—the two of them working in synch as one." Opening her eyes, she looked to the audience. "And that person is…"
With that, the room went dark. Moments later, two spotlights lit up and began to run their light across all of the designers. Dawn felt herself stiffen in anticipation as the light ran past her several times. She could hear her heart pounding in her head, and she gripped Lopunny's paw. Lopunny looked up at Dawn with a smile and reciprocated her grasp.
No need to worry.
Taking a small breath, she nodded and looked to the audience. She could just barely make out her friends and family watching her attentively through the darkness and she smiled. Suddenly, her eyes were blinded by a bright light being cast down on her from above, and she squinted.
"Dawn Berlitz and her Lopunny!" Elesa's said, extending an arm in Dawn's direction.
The crowd let out a loud roar, and Dawn felt herself freeze up, not sure if she had heard Elesa right. She blinked stupidly, but when she saw the three judges walking her way, and suddenly she knew it was no mistake at all.
"She did it!" Barry and Candice yelled in unison, Barry jumping out of his seat and throwing his arms into the air.
Piplup jumped up and down beside him, cheering loudly and waving his pompoms around as Johanna let out a long breath of relief, sinking back into her chair.
Dawn felt as though her head was spinning, and her ears wouldn't stop ringing as Elesa stepped beside her.
"Congratulations, Dawn," she said as Paris stepped beside her, the trophy in her hands. "You and Lopunny shined beautifully together today—you both left my heart spinning! I'd say that you are more than worthy of our grand prize!"
The crowd roared in agreement, and Dawn stared up at Elesa as though she were in a trance. Shaking it away, her mouth gaped open. "But…" Dawn started, shaking her head in disbelief. "I don't… I don't understand. I messed up," she managed, still trying to collect herself. "How could I win if I messed up?"
Elesa smiled, closing her eyes. "You thought that was messing up?" she asked, and Dawn blinked in confusion.
Taking a breath, Elesa turned back to the audience. "When that ice pillar broke, you and Lopunny could have easily given up—but you chose to keep going and push through it," she said before turning back to Dawn. "You and Lopunny acted quickly and creatively, and Lopunny was able to respond to your heart, making a perfect finish." She closed her eyes, putting a hand to her chest. "When your hearts connected like that, you were able to create an appeal that made you both shine under the spotlight. The combination of the fire and ice brought out the colors of your design, and you left us all dizzy with your bond." She looked to Dawn with a smile. "It was no mess up." She gave Dawn a wink. "It was your hearts coming together as one."
The crowd cheered, and Dawn's eyes widened as Elesa's words sunk into her. A cry from Lopunny jolted her back to reality, and she gasped as she looked to her Pokemon. Lopunny smiled up at her in excitement, and Dawn paused when noticing a tear falling onto the stage. Slowly lifting her hand to her cheek, she became surprised, not realizing she had been crying. Sniffling, she closed her eyes tightly before letting out a noise in her throat, lunging herself to Lopunny and wrapping her in her arms.
"We won!" she cheered, and Lopunny beamed as Dawn twirled her. "Thank you! Thank you for everything!"
Elesa watched them and smiled, closing her eyes before turning back to the audience. Putting a hand to her chest, she stepped forward, her braids bouncing in place as she did so.
"With that, the Nimbasa City's Fashion Collection will come to a close! Thank you for all those who participated, and everyone who came. I'm so grateful—"
But Paul wasn't listening. Elesa's words became static, his eyes only on Dawn. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, Lopunny smiling up at her. They shined under the spotlight, and in that moment, everything else looked gray beside them.
Reggie glanced to Paul, raising his brows a bit in surprise when catching Paul's expression. Closing his eyes, he looked satisfied as he looked back to the stage.
He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Paul smile the way he did in that moment.
Dawn had barely been able to pack up her things as person after person swarmed around her. Just in such a small amount of time, she had been asked to stay in Unova a week longer for a photoshoot and had received three business cards from producers asking her to give them a call. As Elesa would put it, her head was spinning, everyone's words simply sounds to her. She hadn't even had time to let her win sink in, still feeling as though it almost didn't happen at all.
And yet, she couldn't seem to get her smile off of her face.
"Dawn! Dawn!"
Dawn perked up, looking over to see her friends push their way through the crowd.
"Hey, hey, move aside!" Barry called as he weaved through. "Don't you know who I am? I'm Elite Four, so make a path!"
The people glanced at each other, but the attention of an Elite Four wanting to speak with Dawn was enough to push them back somewhat. Dawn appeared a little relieved, and Barry looked satisfied as he pushed forward with the rest.
Before Dawn had the chance to greet them, Johanna rushed to the front and swept her daughter up in a tight embrace. Dawn gasped and stumbled, but she quickly wrapped her arms around her mother.
"I'm so proud of you," Johanna said as she pulled away.
Dawn smiled. "Thanks, Mom."
As soon as Johanna let go of her, however, Piplup sprung into her arms, nuzzling against her as he let out an excited, "Pip! Piplup!" Dawn laughed lightly and returned his embrace.
"I knew you would win!" Barry cut in, and Dawn looked over. "Everyone doubted it, but I knew the whole time!"
"Yeah right," Zoey muttered. "You were the one about to fine Elesa for not declaring Dawn the winner."
Barry glared at Zoey, and Dawn laughed.
"Seriously, though," Zoey continued. "You thought like a true coordinator out there." She gave her a wink. "You and Lopunny were totally amazing."
"Yeah!" Candice gushed. "I mean, I totally was about to die when the ice began to crack, but you seriously pulled through!"
Lucas smiled. "Mm—no one was better fit for the win."
Dawn stared at everyone, rubbing her eye as she felt her throat get dry. Inhaling, she shook it off, looking at everyone before giving a sincere smile.
"Thank you everyone," she began, and Lopunny looked up at her. "Without all of your support, I wouldn't be where I am now. It's thanks to you that I was able to step onto that stage today." She bowed her head. "…Thank you."
Barry slapped Dawn on the back, and she yelped as she stumbled. "Hey, no need to be so formal!" he said, and Dawn looked at him. "You were the one who did it all up there, weren't you?"
"He's right," Johanna said. "You should be proud of yourself, Dawn. You really gave a performance that only you could do."
Dawn blinked, but then she smiled, glancing down to the ground. Paul stood to the side with Reggie, watching as the other people around them became restless in waiting.
"I know! Let's all have a big celebratory dinner!" Barry said, and everyone lit up in excitement.
"That's a great idea!" Candice beamed. "All you can eat on us!"
Dawn laughed, and Johanna gave her one last pat on the head before walking out with the others. Barry pushed Dawn along, and she laughed with the others as Candice kept talking about ordering a large cake.
Reggie glanced at Paul before moving forward, and Paul stayed still for a moment as he watched them walk towards the door. He caught sight of Dawn, noticing the way she laughed and smiled. Clenching and unclenching his hands in his pockets, he followed behind.
March 1st, 2022. Night. Nimbasa City, Unova.
Dawn couldn't remember the last time she had eaten so much. Barry kept ordering more and more, food thrown in front of her as everyone buzzed in excitement. Candice insisted on getting a cake that sparked fire, and Zoey made sure nobody (Barry) would burn themselves. Zoey then proposed a toast, everyone lifting their glasses and singing Dawn's name. Dawn was sure they would have gotten kicked out, but somehow it all worked out fine. She had never felt so completely and utterly satisfied than in that moment she spent laughing with her closest friends.
After dinner, everyone was mostly tired. Dawn yawned as she began to walk back to their hotel room when Candice lit up after catching sight of the bright Ferris wheel. Insisting that riding it at night in the lights was the only time to do it, she pushed Zoey along towards the amusement park. Dawn laughed as she watched Candice drag a tired Zoey into the crowd. Once they left she continued towards the hotel alone.
Dawn stood out on the balcony of her room, leaning against the rail as she looked out into the night sky. A soft wind ruffled her hair, and she closed her eyes, letting out a content hum as she lifted her head.
It felt almost like a dream. Looking out into the city, she stared at the lights as they shined up into stars. The city was so big, and she was reminded of when she first left on her journey—how small she had felt as she stepped into the world.
A lot had changed since then—but a lot hadn't. Looking back up to the sky, she felt her lips curve into a smile as the moon beamed down on her like a spotlight.
A knock broke her thoughts, and Dawn turned her head. She hadn't expected Zoey and Candice back for another couple of hours.
"It's open," she called.
The door opened, and Dawn paused when neither Zoey nor Candice entered the room.
"Paul," she said, surprised. Paul stepped in, closing the door behind him. "I wasn't expecting you."
Paul approached her, slipping his hands into his pockets as he did so. "I didn't get the chance to properly congratulate you," he explained simply, and Dawn looked taken aback. "You've worked hard for this—I've seen it. No one was more deserving."
Dawn felt her cheeks flush, holding up a hand. "T-thank you," she stammered. "But I wouldn't be where I am now if it wasn't for you." Fidgeting with a strand of her hair, she glanced out into the city. "… When I messed up on stage, the first thing I thought of was our battle from the other day." She looked back to him. "It gave me the inspiration I needed to push back." She let out a light laugh. "You were right—that battle came in handy, after all."
Paul raised his brows at this, and Dawn looked up at him with a sincere smile.
"…Thank you."
Paul stared, and he felt his stomach drop just the slightest. Collecting himself, he gave her a nod, and she looked back out into the sky.
"The city is beautiful," she commented, almost absentmindedly.
Paul looked out into the city, quiet. Glancing at her, he watched her for a moment before looking back forward. "… Where will you go from here?"
Dawn kept her eyes on the city. Pushing her hair behind her shoulder, she smiled. "I'd like to open my own boutique."
Paul glanced at her, and she closed her eyes.
"I want to create designs that will make Pokemon and trainers shine as one. I want my designs to make people smile, the way people smiled today." She gripped the railing. "I know I still have a long way to go—but as long as I have my friends and Pokemon behind me, I know I have no need to worry."
Paul let a small smile show, then looked out to the Gym. Dawn caught sight of this, and she perked up, turning to him.
"It's your turn, now."
Paul glanced at her, and Dawn looked up at him.
"You can't fall behind me," she told him, and Paul raised his brows. "The Champion title is right in front of you." She smiled. "And I'll be cheering you on, just like you did for me." She winked at him, repeating his words from earlier, "So win it."
Paul stared at her. His heart skipped a beat when she looked at him. The moon lit up her face, her smile shining in starlight.
With Dawn in that stadium, he knew he could become Champion.
Becoming firm, he gave her a nod.
"I will."
Dawn smiled, looking back out to the city lights. Paul watched her a moment longer, lifting his head up towards the sky. He didn't want to run away anymore—and until this was all over, he was content with just being able to watch the sky by her side.
…