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XXV : Pretty Lady

The knocking at me and Michael's door came at two a.m. Until that point, I was thinking about how much I hated my life, hated contests, hated Robin, and really hated Donny. The only thing getting me through the night was that at least the next day would have to be the only way I had to be paraded around like a moron. People think contests are so much fun, but they are boring as hell, and degrading for the pokemon in them.

Knock-knock-knock-knock. The knocking shook me out of my dream of turning back to a human and beating Robins' head in. I cracked my eyes open, to see Michael sitting up slowly.

"What on earth is that?" Michael moaned, as he moved me and Rush off of his chest, putting us beside the hole that was Titan. Slowly, he walked over to the door, and cracked it open slowly.

"Hello Michael" A very hyper Robin said. Michael closed his eyes and counted to a thousand before responding.

"Dear God why?"

"Michael, I need to bother Angel" Michael nodded.

"I'll ask again, why?"

"We need to rehearse" Robin said, "Today is a lot more important then yesterday. Every little thing we do today will count"

"Michael won't let you take me, you moron" I moaned. The next thing I know, Michael was scooping me up. This woke me up with a jolt. "MICHAEL! You can't give me to psycho, you can't!" Michael handed me to Robin.

"Be good for Robin" He said, kissing me on my forehead, before closing the door. Robin smiled at me.

"We're going to have some fun"

There are three things I really hate in life. When ever the drunken Duncans would get really drunk, and decide it was time to spend time with me. That the TV show version of the book JPod eliminated the character of Evil Mark. And when ever I had to spend long times interacting with Robin. Like right now.

Robin had rented a room in the same hotel as us, after she found out where we were staying. How she could even afford a hotel room, I'll never know, but she had a small one like us. She sat me down on the bed, and sat on the floor in front of me.

"Alright, now Angel, we got lucky yesterday" I realized for the first time, Robin was still wearing a pants suit, the pajamas equivalency. It was made of light blue flannel, with little ducks all over it. "Jenna forgot which turn she had, and the other two were both amateurs like us. Donny though does this professionally. It won't be like yesterday"

"Also, since today is the big day, they will be judging you on every thing from the moment the contest starts" Robin continued. "Yesterday, they only judged you on appeals, today they judge you on every thing from the moment you walk in. Also, we will have to deal with seven other coordinators, the three that one yesterday, and four that will be selected before the main contest today"

"From the moment we walk in, we will be judged, starting from how we walk in" Robin stood up and picked me up, then setting me on the ground. She sat down on the bed, and looked me over slowly. "Alright, show me how you would walk Angel"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I groaned.

"Walk for me" Robin commanded. I shrugged, and walked a straight line. "NO NO NO" Robin yelled.

"You asked me to walk you moron!" I yelled back. Robin jumped off of the bed, and grabbed me up.

"Angel, if this is going to work, you have got to listen" She said, emphasizing each word. Now I was pissed. I was working with some one I hated, to win something I really hated. I had to listen to Robin, but damn it, this moron was going to treat me with respect. I smiled to my self. On the other hand, I could make Robin feel really guilty about condescending to me.

One great thing about being an Eevee is this. If some one is mad at you, you can make your self unbelievably cute, and all of the anger would vanish. I let my front legs, hind legs, and tail go limp. I drooped my ears, and opened my eyes as big as they would go.

"Awe Angel, I'm so sorry" Robin said. "It's hard to do something you've never done before. Let me show you what to do" Robin sat me on the bed, and stood in front of me. "Now like this, body rigid, sashay, sashay" As she walked, she swung her hips left and right, hands at her sides.

"Oh dear God" I cried, "You can't expect me to walk like that"

"Okay Angel, you've seen me do it, now it's your turn"

"How about this" I cried, "I can wear the pants suit, you can wear the collar and ribbons, and you can sashay your pretty pink ass all over the stage!" Robin grabbed me up, and sat me on the ground.

"Alright Angel, lets go"

"Fuck you"

"Angel, we need to do this" I let out a scream of frustration, and walked straight ahead, sashaying the entire way. This almost made me cry. Robin smiled. "Good, now let's get started on other things"

Robin spent the rest of the morning teaching me how to look cute while siting, other ways to look cute while standing, and other cute things I'm to scared to get into. Finally, the sun began to come up, and I was near collapse. I hate contests, and all of those who like them. I hate appeals, and all of the preparation that goes into them. Also, I discovered I hate pink pokeblocks, after Robin fed me about a dozen of them. They are to fucking sweet! Who could eat them? I wanted something sour, but no, sour isn't cute!

"Alright, I didn't give you this yesterday" Robin said, rummaging around in her bag, "Because I wanted to keep it a secret for today, aha!" Robin pulled a long, pink scarf out. "These scarves are only given to pokemon who best exemplify one of the five contest categories, pink is cute. I bought this from a coordinator over a year ago. Since they judge you on appearance today, this will get you big points. Also, it doubles the point value of each cute-type move" Their was no way in hell I would let her put that thing on me. "I wasn't sure the scarf was allowed, but I checked the rules, and it is fine to use it"

Robin sat the scarf down beside me, along with the a new collar and two new ribbons. These ribbons were black and white, while the collar was black with a polished white tag. "Now, I've got to show you my outfit"

"A giant neon sandwich board" I asked, "That says MORON, with an arrow pointing at yourself? Or is that to much to hope for?" Robin pulled out a small, vacuum sealed plastic bag from her travel bag.

"This is how I store nine suits. Of course, they constantly get dirty so I have to replace them. The shoes take up the most room of the bag" Robin sat the plastic bag down, pulled out a set of shoes (the left one black and the right one white) and sat them down beside the suit. As she pulled off her pajama top, I could see she had a tank top on underneath. For a second, I could see her stomach, and a long pink scar on it, but I dismissed it as nothing. What ever it meant, that was Robins' story, not for me to know. She then dropped her pants, and unzipped the plastic bag.

"This is my special, contest suit" Robin said, as she unfolded the suit jacket. "For me, wearing a pants suit is like putting on a superhero out fit. I'm bullet proof in it, and I can almost put my arms in the air and fly away"

"Are you out of your mind?" I asked, as she buttoned up the jacket. "It's just a suit, and to be honest, you look really stupid in it" Robin began to pull on her pants. "And a special contest suit? Who the hell has a pants suit special for contests?" Robin pulled on both of her shoes, then put on gloves I hadn't noticed before. She turned back to me, and smiled.

"What do you think?" Please be a rhetorical question

"Yamma-hamma, fright night!" I cried. Robin was wearing one of the strangest suits I had ever seen. The right side of the jacket was white, while on the left side, from the buttons on, it was black. The pants were a mirror image of that, with the left leg white and the right leg black. The shoes were like the jacket, and the gloves were like the pants. My God, she looked like a chess piece! She couldn't possibly be thinking of going out in that, right?

"I think it's a great suit, what about you?"

"You look like you stole it from Twoface" I cried.

"Wait, there are two other parts of this outfit" Robin reached into the bag, and pulled out a hat, a fedora to be exact, half black and white. "And, to complete this" She pulled out a white collar, with a polished black tag. On the tag, was an old fashioned R. "This way, I'll match with you" Oh God, we're going to match! Now I did cry. "I bought more sparkly stuff for your fur. It'll take a while to get it all in. Now, let's make you pretty."

Michael ended up not sleeping at all that night, while both Titan and Rush slept like nothing happened (though Rush could sleep through a hurricane). He spent all night thinking about Robin and me, more specifically what Robin was doing to me. Even though he thought of some rather disturbing images, none were as bad as when me and Robin practiced turning my head for an hour and a half. Finally, relief came when the sun rose, and a second person knocked at the door.

"Oh thank God. Robin! Robin!" Michael cried, as he rushed to the door. He flung it open, to reveal Lisa standing there. She smiled, and his face dropped like a stone in water. "Oh, it's you"

"You know, it really makes a girl feel good to be greeted by, oh its you" Lisa said as she walked inside. "So, where's Angel?"

"Well, Robin took her to train with her" Michael said, as he closed the door.

"Oh right, the pants suit girl. When do I get to meet her again?"

"If you're lucky, when they're throwing snow balls in hell" Michael mumbled, as he walked past Lisa, over to the glass door that lead out to the small balcony.

"Oh, she can't be that bad!"

"She dyed Angel pink!" Michael cried, jumping around. "She's a brain-dead cement head"

"Then why did you lend Angel to her?"

"She's the lesser of two evils" Michael said. "Donny is a bastard, he made Angela miserable"

"I've asked you this several times, who is Angela?!"

"I'm sorry Lisa, but it's to personal. Maybe I'll tell you later" Lisa nodded.

"Well, when ever you feel you can" She sat down on the bed, scooped Rush up and lay him on his back on her lap. Rush smiled in his sleep, and Lisa smiled at this. "Okay, well I have another question for you. How long has Rush been in love with me? Since he saw me or what?"

"What?!" Michael laughed, "Rush isn't in love with you"

"Sure he is. I figured it out when I held him the first time, and he nuzzled against my boob. Rush may be in love with me, but he is as subtle as an atomic bomb" Lisa giggled, "But he is so cute"

"Alright" Michael said, sitting down beside them, "Assuming Rush is in love with you, how do you feel about him?"
"Well, it is sweet, but pokemon aren't really my thing" Lisa said. "I have no issues with gender, but I draw the line at species" She bent down and kissed his muzzle, and Rush rapidly kicked in the air with all legs.

"So, just out of curiosity" Michael began, "No one else in our group is in love with you, right"

"Well, Titan I don't know. Angel seems to hate every thing. You're hung up on some one, and Louis is gay, so"

"Wait" Michael stammered, "Louis is gay?" He thought about this for a moment, and decided to have fun with it. "You know, you're right, he's just not to open with it. You should help him find a man"

"I should?"

"It would be the right thing to do" Knock-knock-knock. "Oh thank God" Michael rushed to the door, to reveal Louis, Enfer, and L3. "Damn it!"

"Nice to see you to dude" Louis said. "Where's Angel?"

"Robin abducted her, what do you want?"

"Poor Angel" Enfer mumbled. "I hope Robin isn't doing something stupid. Then again, I'm betting against the odds with her"

"I wanted to see what you guys were doing, the contest begins at nine" Louis said, "And it's all day. Imagine how many drinks I can put back"

"The thought scares me" Lisa said.

"Excuse me, is this a bad time?" Robin asked. Michael didn't respond, just ran over and scooped me out of Robin's arms. I nuzzled into him, so glad to be away from princess of pain. "We have to be there a half an hour before the contest, so I knew you would want to see Angel before then"

"You must be Robin" Lisa said, going over. "Well hi, I'm Lisa" Robin looked at her for a second, and smiled.

"You wouldn't happen to be Lisa Jeffries would you?" She nodded. "I knew it! The vanishing champion! I saw you battle on TV once"

"Really?"

"Yeah" Robin nodded. "I didn't like you, you weren't good"

"Always nice to meet a fan" Lisa said, fake smile plastered on her face. She turned, and as she walked by Michael, she whispered "I hate her"

"Told you" Michael held up something tied around me. "Why is their a pink scarf tied around her waist?"

"It makes her cute" Robin said, "Trust me, it's purely strategic. Well, we've got to go" She grabbed me before I could dig my claws into Michaels' arm, "We'll see you there"

"Alright" A woman in a head set said, "You stand here, beside the other three coordinators, when they call your name, walk down the runway, understand?"

"Yeah, I've got it" Headset nodded, and ran off. The stage was much larger, and they had set up a large runway, with the judges stand at the end of it. Beside us, to the left, was Donny.

"Donny is surprised to see you here" He said, "Donny assumed you would have given up out of fear of Donny kicking your ass"

"Oh Donny, why don't you just do every one a favor. Uncurl your bat wings and fly away" He scowled.

"Donny says Angel isn't cute. Donny knows his Eevee is cuter" Donny opened a pokeball, and another Eevee popped out.

"Oh dear God" It was shiny. Robin sat me down, so I could greet it.

"Eevee is going to kick your ass" It said. What fun.

"What's its name?" Robin asked.

"Donny doesn't give his pokemon name. His pokemon should be grateful they get to serve Donny"

"I suppose I could understand that" Robin said, "When they work with you, they look foreword to death. You've eliminated their fear of death"

"Ladies and gentle men" The MC said, "Welcome to day two of the third annual Slateport Open Contest"

"Where is Louis?" Michael asked, as he and Lisa sat Titan down on the dented bench.

"He said he was getting more drinks, I think he want's a repeat performance of yesterday" Lisa said. She sat down, and Rush jumped in her lap.

"Where is Virgil?"

"He stayed in my room, he didn't sleep last night, so I left him"

"Hey guys!" Louis called, followed by Enfer, "Look what I got" Instead of a bunch of drinks, he was holding a silver hip flask.

"What is that?" He smiled.

"The bar tenders were so impressed by what I did, they all chipped in and bought me this titanium flask" As he sat down, he handed it to Lisa to read.

"To Louis 'The Man' Adalian, 57 drinks in one day" She laughed.

"Well, every one has to be good at something" Enfer said. "Some people are world leaders, some are atomic scientists. Louis can drink like few can"

"Guys, guys be quiet. Angel is up"

"The winner from the B-block" The MC said, "Please welcome Robin and Angel"

"Alright Angel, remember to sashay" Oh God. I held my head up, praying no one could see me, walking down the runway sashaying left and right. Robin did it in the opposite rhythm as me, waving to the crowd.

"Alright, I'll give Robin that" Michael said, "She may look like a reject from Alice in Wonderland, but Angel does look cute" They introduced the C and D-block winners next, before shuttling all four of us off stage. They then brought out the rejects from yesterday, and spent the next three hours picking out four to fill the four empty slots.

"The main contest will begin in one hour, so stay right here" The MC said. We watched this from a TV in the preparation room. I kept wondering how today could get worse.

"Donny is looking foreword to beating you" Donny said, as he came over to talk to us. Now I know.

"Oh shit" I mumbled, turning to see shiny Eevee in front of us. "What do you two morons want?"

"Eevee want's to know what your strategy is" It said, "Eevee figures you can tell us now, and save a lot of embarrassment when Donny and Eevee kick your ass"

"Can't you to leave us alone for five seconds?" I asked.

"Eevee knows Angel wont do any thing about" That's all Eevee got out, before I hit it with a small shadow ball. I then jumped on its chest, and began to headbutt Eevee until it bled.

"Get your savage off of Donnys' Eevee" Donny cried, as he scooped Eevee up. "Donny ought to beat your face in!"

"Robin says, BRING IT ON!" She screamed. Before they began to beat each other to a pulp, the TV turned back on.

"Look, their announcing the tournament listings" The pictures of all eight coordinators appeared, and were moved to various places on a large bracket. "And the first match is"

"Us, versus Donny?" Robin asked. "Oh boy"

"Donny will be looking foreword to it" He said, before bending over and whispering "cunt" in her ear.

"We have to beat him" Robin whispered, as we watched Donny walk off. "We have no choice, we have to kick his ass"

"Us vs. Donny" I mumbled, "What fun"