Vegemon!
A/n: Another chapter to go on our quest to become a Vegemon master!
The Return of the Beanie
"I'm sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going!" Diandra said picking up the spilt items on the floor. The person she bumped into also had bent over to pick up his things.
It was a cloudy Monday morning and the vegetable training trio were back at school, it was final exam week and well, since they've been off training, they needed to pass some classes to at least keep their vegetables.
Bree sighed, she knelt to help Diandra get her stuff and looked at her friend, with a roll of her eyes, she stuffed her things inside Diandra's backpack. The third person, not John mind you, stood up as Diandra did, which caused Diandra to gasp at the person she saw.
"Beanie Guy!" she said dropping what she had in her hand. Bree looked from Diandra to 'Beanie Guy', as Diandra called him, and pretty much gave her a clueless look.
Beanie Guy, to be frank, was taller than both of the girls and a tad bit taller than John. His very light brown hair was styled in a feathered look with a green beanie on his head.
"You that chick that flashed me at the festival a few weeks ago." These words caused Diandra to turn red and Bree to raise an eyebrow.
"I didn't flash you! I was putting the snacks into the pants I was wearing underneath!" cried Diandra. Bree snickered as John and Josh walked up. The ears of the boys twitched ever so slightly when they heard the word 'flash'. Before any questions could be asked, a warning bell rang, causing Diandra and Bree to get what they needed and run off to the next test.
Eventually, school was out and the trio went off to fetch their belongings before starting on the next journey, officially. As the trio headed to Iowa, everyone's favorite villains, Team Pocket, decided to pop up like a daisy in the snow. A cry escaped Diandra's lips as a hand pulled at her leg and pulled her into the dirt.
"Pi?" came a worried noise from the tomato, who was now sitting on it's tush. The shrill cry of the tomato cut through the silence like a knife through butter. Bree turned to tell Diandra off about holding her tomato but, as you see, Diandra was currently underneath the earth on top of the Team Pocket underland drill thing, so she could not tell off her friend.
"What do you want with me, Team Pocket?" she asked, slightly annoyed that the fact that she could hear Tomatopi's cries from all the way under the earth.
"Your Potatochu," Toby answered. Diandra pointed above her, about where her tomato would be at, crying.
"Wrong person, that's Bree's Potatochu, I own the one that's crying." she said climbing out of a conveniently dug hole. Brushing the dirt off of herself, she walked over and picked up Tomatopi, as John was pulled down that very same moment. Ten minutes later, the duo of Diandra and Bree were walking again, merely ignoring the fact that John was still being interrogated by Team Pocket.
The next day, the three were sitting around a campfire with cardboard signs on their laps. Bree walked up to where a camera was supposed to be at and held up the sign. On it, it said 'Diandra'. Next walked up John, also on his sign was 'Diandra'. Finally came Diandra's turn, and on the sign it read 'me'. She walked away into the distance as Bree and John sighed, staring after her. After Diandra looked as if she disappeared, Bree ran after her telling her it was John's idea.
TBC
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