AUTHOR'S NOTE
ME: I guess I left you lot in another cliff-hanger! Whee! I love this story thing XD This chapter shows things about YELLOW! XD Go, Yellow, go! AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO AAAAAAALLLLL! Happy New Year, as well! XD XD XD XD XD XD
Yay Soul X3: The flashbacks of what happened in Mirage Island! I made Bill and Daisy's scene as DRAMATIC as possible, since this is my first time writing one =P True, it WAS tragic, but there's a twist later in the story.
This chapter, the Bill-of-the-present is the centre! YEAH! And YELLOW! WHEE! I really miss her after 21 days of writing about GOLD! Thanks for reviewing, have a cupcake ^-^
Split Heart1120: Am I being too obvious now? It's like you can READ MY MIND like XXX can right now! Doughnuts for you, too! XD
Moonlit Obsidian Frost Zanpakto19: Nah, it's all right. I was expecting another review — the last chapter, I was like, 'something's missing. . .' XD You could figure out some of the missing bits a few chapters ago in here, but the missing bits of last chapter would be filled NEXT chapter =D If you still want some cassava cake, I've still got some XP
XXX: I know T-T I've found my long-lost sibling! YAY! We're friends now! Wheeee!
True, Bill WILL escape with Green, Red and Yellow. But not at the same 'time.' Get it? Hmm. . . What Green wanted Bill to do, huh? Well, considering he was only FOUR YEARS OLD at the time, I think it was kinda stupid of me to come up with that.
Good God — YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN! I can't believe it. You'd make a GREAT detective someday, you know that? That storm and the reason Green wanted Bill to stay has something in common. And because of your great detective work, you'll get a doughnut with sprinkles on top! Okay, okay — I'm bankrupt!
ME: Okay, this story, I'm guessing you're thinking, is almost starting to centre on Green and Bill rather than Red or Yellow. Well — you're right. But not to fear! Give me suggestions — ANY suggestions — about Specialshipping and about Red, and I'm gonna take it into consideration putting it in the story! Don't blame ME for starting this mental idea. I was eleven when I started. Don't break an eleven-year-old's fragile heart. You could break mine NOW, though. I'm, like, thirteen now. And where I'm from, it's considered a legal age to be high school.
YELLOW: I'm still confused.
ME: Right — thanks for the reminder — and although these are separate chapters, Gold's and Yellow's events happen at the SAME TIME. Meaning, while Gold's doing this and that, Yellow's doing that and doing this in separate chapters in the same time! Get it? For instance; on the first paragraph of Gold's progress, Yellow's doing her thing around the first paragraph of HER progress in each according chapter!
GOLD: I don't get it.
26th CHAPTER: ANSWERS AND LEFT ALONE
LOG FOURTEEN
SAME TIME; SAME PLACE — MIRAGE ISLAND — FAST
SAME TIME; SAME PLACE — SKY PILLAR ISLAND
Yellow just shrugged at Red.
"My cousin could handle himself, anyway," she mumbled almost inaudibly, squinting her eyes for there had been only dim light just enough to see the colour of their skin. Yellow had the feeling Red, however, had raised his eyebrows because his eyes had been perfectly circle.
Green made a loud clearing of his throat at the corner — Red turned to him — whereas Yellow only followed where Green's glowing eyes were. He was standing next to the huge, sliding window-door, Yellow could tell, since she could see a bit of him with the sunlight outside.
"Oh Green," said Yellow — she'd suddenly remembered something. . . Something she should have asked him earlier. It seemed as though Green's expression had suddenly changed when she had directed to him. "I've got a question to ask you — since Red didn't tell me exactly the answer earlier —"
"I told you what I knew!" Red cried innocently. She ignored him and went on as if she didn't hear anything or see anything weird as red orbs floating with a voice.
"You lot stayed in Mirage Island. Bill seems as though he only stayed here because it was important — rescuing girls like me, you know — but you and Red could've got away while you still had to," she added, half-blushing, and nodding her head to Red. "Why'd you stay as well?"
This time, Green had fallen silent — his floating eyes had now turned to the floor, and there was an apparent change of atmosphere — Yellow felt sheepishness swallow her alive. Red wasn't helping either, and Yellow could just tell that he was feeling nervous, having sat next to him when he fidgeted uncomfortably and have heard his almost inaudible cough.
"Grandpa . . . he's told me something terrible's gonna happen to the island — and everybody in it — when I'll leave," he said heavily, his eyes glowing icy-blue with what seemed to be a furious reminiscence. Yellow heard him gulp slowly, then continue, "He'd told me that when . . . when I was seven. . . I've got to admit, when I first got here, at 3, I thought everything'd be fine and life would be easy. . . But then he came up with —"
"The sex thing," said Bill — whom Yellow had almost forgotten — next to Green, whom she'd guessed had also been nodding and, even in the dim light, she could see him blushing. Green's eyes turned to look in which Yellow thought was Bill's direction, solemn. Though Yellow had to admit, she's felt her stomach lurch unpleasantly at how casual the people talk about it around here.
"Yeah," said Green, though he seemed to give off a tone of dislike on the choice of word. "I just can't believe him."
"You said Bill's rescued his first girl a few weeks after he's arrived here, haven't you?" Red asked from Yellow's side, also eyeing Green cautiously. He saw Yellow at the corner of his right eye and winked in a friendly way — though Yellow's insides had squirmed almost enjoyably in her stomach, and she felt herself grow hot. It was just a friendly wink, that's all — it's not like it meant anything — even so, why was Yellow suddenly hyperventilating?
"Well — yeah, he did," said Green, biting his lip. "On my instructions. I've told him," he nodded at Bill, "as soon as I'd found out what Grandpa was gonna do, to save the first girl he sees during the 'Reproduction Cycle.' And that he should never leave this island unless I leave as well. But I can't leave, since Mirage Island's gonna be in a catastrophe once I do."
"Who's the girl you'd saved, Bill?" Yellow said interestedly, even before she realized she hadn't caught the words that slipped from her mouth. There was an unmistakable sound of someone clearing his throat, and Green's floating eyes drifted to Bill's direction again.
"That's right. You didn't even tell me," Green said, who seemed to open his mind a little. His voice carried a tone that was half-accusing someone. Red's eyes, at the corner of Yellow's eye, flickered.
"W-well," Bill began awkwardly, after a moment's hesitation on speaking, "I couldn't — you'd never — what?"
"You know what I mean," said Green — Yellow just had to follow her instincts to conclude that Green took a suspicious step forward, having heard the sound of a calm footstep. "Who's the girl — the girl you'd rescued when you were thirteen?"
"I-I did what you told me," said Bill anxiously — but Yellow can't help but notice, and so did Red, that he had a tone of reproachfulness in his voice. "You know, get her off the island."
"That's not what I'd asked," Green said loudly, and his eyes were now glowing dangerously icy-blue in the darkness, so bright that the light had even made Bill's frightened face be seen. Red hesitated next to Yellow — she knew this was going to get worse.
"Let this subject out of this," Red growled — and Yellow saw it — his eyes were now glowing faintly blood-scarlet in the room's darkness. "This isn't going to do us any progress."
"I know it's a stupid question," Yellow said, crossing her fingers in the hope that Green's anger would subside. Oh God — she was being so senseless. . . But she's never thought she'd see the day that Green would explode in anger and frustration, practically kicking chairs — whereas Red was trying to calm the bloke down, trying to crack some sense into him. . . She's always known Red to be really sentimental, and Green would always be unemotional and indifferent. But maybe she's somehow hit his nerve. . .
"Let's just tell Yellow the precise answer of her first question — then we'll make plans to get the hell outta here," said Red roughly. "Okay — team?"
Yellow didn't lunge her hand forward and followed Green's and Bill's disquiet in Red's action — that'd be awkward. . . She blinked several times, forcing her eyes to distract themselves away from Red's — whose eyes she'd known were on her — until she'll feel his hand fall limp beside his waist.
"Fine," said Green, though he didn't lunge his hand forward, unlike Red did (again,) thinking that they would do the thing every sports team does every time before a match. He sheepishly sunk down the bed, making himself comfortable in his seat.
Bill cleared his throat loudly and said, "You've asked us why we've stayed. Red's not concerned here —"
"Hey!" Red said indignantly.
"—that's because this happened before he even got here. Bill was one of the first to get to Mirage Island—only a few weeks after Grandpa and I did. He helped in building the school—he was my only companion, since I was mad at Grandpa at the time. . . I got even madder when he announced that there would be 'new rules' around here, and I think you know what I mean."
"How wouldn't we," muttered Yellow under her breath, the same indignance and prejudice boiling hotly in her stomach.
"Then, around that time, we had the 'Cycle' on, and Bill, being one of the only blokes that's arrived first, was involved."
"But he's underage!" Yellow said, nodding at the direction where Bill probably was, but to Green and Red, who can both see in the dark, only saw her nodding toward a lamp at the coffee table. "Doesn't he —"
"I don't think Professor gave a damn how old Bill was," said Red, looking at the floor mat. "So long as he could — you know —"
Since Yellow was beside Red, she felt his arm get warm, and she guessed he meant 'ejaculate,' though he was too shy to say it — he fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat, and it was only by pure instinct Yellow knew he was running his fingers through his hair nervously, and she spared him the shame of continuing — poor bloke, maybe he's never learnt to say it —
"I get the point!"
"I'll continue if you let me, please," said Green patiently. Yellow silenced at once, shuffling her fingers on her lap. "But I knew it was wrong. So I asked Bill if he could just save at least a girl he was assigned, and say she's barren or something —"
"I always say they'll escape," said Bill reasonably.
"— but, for his first time, he's been kind of obvious," Green interjected, ignoring Bill. "I recall him saying that the girl he's saved was safe in Lilycove now — meaning he stayed as I told him."
"So when do you plan to get out?" said Yellow, half-shouting — there was another bubbling substance that popped continuously in her stomach, and it was painful and stinging. Her tone had changed, and anger had suddenly overcome her — Green and Red turned their eyes to her, and she, half-embarrassed at her own behaviour, tried to keep her cool — the words escaped her mouth. . . She didn't think them. They were an accident —
"I. . ." said Green, advancing a step forward — then his expression completely lost it — his eyes flashed blue for a split of a second, then they lost their glow almost immediately — he was in an apparent loss for words, and he wasn't able to answer her question. For the first time in her life, Yellow's seen Green's cool-headed figure vanish instantly in front of her, even for a split-second. She sat there, stunned, biting her lip, waiting for the explosion that he always does in front of Red. He limply stood straight and said, "I don't know. . ."
"What?" Bill yelped on the chair, who also seemed to have flinched — there was a sound of a chair being rocked before, and it stopped at the point Green spoke. "I'm not saying to make you mad, but — you said we're to stay here to save the girls . . . and there was this other thing. . . You said that once you catch Celebi, then we'll be able to bust out —"
"I know, I know," said Green impatiently. "There's just. . . Just something that makes me have to stay. . . And it's annoying. . ."
"Actually, I kinda feel the same," Red piped up beside Yellow. She turned to stare at the direction he was — probably, by the direction of where his eyes were floating — and tried to make a puzzled expression out of her face. His eyes blinked — there was less than a split-second's darkness around Yellow — and his voice followed. "I mean, there's something like . . . a powerful sensation in the bottom of your stomach. It's like you never have get out of here, even if you want to."
Yellow turned to Green, wanting to know what he thinks of this — he only gave a sigh — it was most likely his, right? — And then what seemed to be his hand crossed his eyes and they seemed to be running the creases of his forehead. "I could feel it, too . . . but not until recently. . .
"Yellow," said Green, his eyes on her — she suddenly sat up straight, jolted awake, and flinching. "We're not gonna bust out of here — not unless we finish what we'd started — there was this other delay that stopped us from getting out of Mirage Island, but maybe if what we started will end, we could get out now. . ."
"No," she said, barely catching the words she was saying. "You mean — but — what'll Kyogre and Groudon do once they get here? Once Groudon wakes up now, I mean —"
"They'll fight," Bill said, his breathing slow — Yellow's heart pumped a thousand times faster than usual — she felt her brain go numb, and her skull was trying to pull her down the floor by making itself heavy — and something seemed to explode inside her as the realization was now revealed. "Fight till everything round them's destroyed. That's where Rayquaza comes."
"That's where I'm leading to," said Green coolly, and everyone fell quiet. "Yellow, weren't you from the Sky Pillar's Island?"
"Y-yes," Yellow stammered, her brain not functioning as well as it used to.
"Did you happen to meet someone while you were there? Like . . . an old hermit?"
"Old hermit — old man — what the — you mean Barty?" said Yellow, astonished. Why would Green mention Barty? She racked her brains as Red, Green and Bill — somehow she knew — stared at her. She recalled Green calling him Bartemius. He was Professor Oak's friend . . . researching. Then he found out about the orbs, or something. . . Then he told Professor Oak about it, and Green and his grandfather fled to this hellhole. . . "Isn't he — what — I've s-seen him. . ."
"God," breathed Red, his luminous eyes widening. His breath was so warm, Yellow could actually feel it through the air conditioning — something ran down her spine. "Green's mentioned him a few years ago — Green said that he's been trying to summon Rayquaza every day during their visit. . ."
"He doesn't think —" Yellow began, feeling slightly off, a bit sceptical, and a little afraid — she really doesn't know where this discussion was leading them. She was cut by Green, whose eyes were now determined.
"You haven't — you know — seen him . . . angry?" said Green slowly, raising his eyebrow, by the looks of it. Yellow knew that they could see in the dark, so she tried to make her face look as smart as possible — but judging by Green's sigh, she only pulled off a look that was both stupid and annoyingly puzzled. Suddenly, Yellow's head felt like a thousand pounds — she's forgotten he could penetrate her thoughts. . .
"Why would I need to see him angry?" she asked slowly. Green clicked his tongue, feeling vexed, and then looked away. Red sighed and said hoarsely, looking rather annoyed, "Because Green's had a hunch that maybe HE'S awakened Kyogre!"
Then he turned away, Yellow knew because his eyes disappeared behind him, and muttered, "Women. . ."
Yellow rolled her eyes and turned to look the direction opposite. "Men. . ."
But her mind was traveling elsewhere — it was going on its fastest speed, and her heart seemed to want to get out of its chambers again — her blood rushed through her veins and they were clogged when they reached her numb brain. It was like . . . her heart wanted to get out — get out of her body. . . And she couldn't stop it. . .
Barty was never actually very nice to her and Gold — her stomach did a somersault at the very thought of her cousin — and he was away at the day every day. . . Yellow could vividly recall Barty trying to summon Mirage Island at the peak of Sky Pillar — but was it just Mirage Island he was attempting to summon? It could also have easily been just Mirage Island — yet he was also smart; he could have thought out that it'd be killing two birds with one stone, getting Rayquaza and stepping on Mirage Island at the same time.
And another thought crossed her mind like an icy knife.
"No. I don't remember him being angry," whispered Yellow, more to herself than to anyone in the dark room. She raised her head, her mind racing uncontrollably. "Barty. . . Though I've seen him trying to summon Mirage Island — he could have easily been trying to summon Rayquaza as well. . . And I had a thought. . ."
Slowly, Green's eyes faced her, and she didn't recoil this time. She felt Red move next to her, and his eyes on her.
"What if . . . he wanted something here? Something he's known for a long time that's been here. . ."
"That's an idea," said Bill's voice eerily. "There are some papers at Professor Oak's office that file some reports of something breathing under the mantle of the island. . ."
"Breathing?" Red repeated, his floating crimson eyes bulged, though he sounded as though he was just as choked as Yellow was. "You're kidding. . . Only Wynauts are present in this island — other than the folks' pokémon enclosed in the balls and the pokémon used for the facility — even so, no other wild pokémon could possibly climb up here during the Cycle —"
Green shot him a nasty look that was supposed to stop him talking. Red just frowned like a child and half-heartedly shut his trap — indignance boiled inside Yellow unexpectedly. God —
"But Red's right," Yellow said, staring deep in Green's floating eyes. The words escaped her mouth once again, and the pain was surging through her madly — she felt her guts exploding, and she couldn't try to keep her cool. Not anymore. . . "It must've gotten up here before you and your grandpa climbed in —"
"Or," interrupted Bill, his voice rising with excitement — there was a sound of a chair being upended and Yellow deduced that Bill's already stood up. "Maybe that's the reason why Groudon's running late."
"What?"
Everyone stared at Bill — Yellow's heart had been pumping so fast, her lungs could barely keep up with it — this wasn't real — this wasn't real — Bill couldn't think that —
"Bill, I know where you're going with this," Green said urgently — but there was a warning tone in his voice that made Yellow think that he was pointing at Bill critically.
Bill gulped hugely.
"And it doesn't sound good. . ."
"You've got to be joking," said Red, whose tone of voice had suddenly changed. Yellow could feel Red trembling beside her, but his voice said otherwise, "Groudon's been living under Mirage Island's earth all these years? And don't tell me Professor Oak knows about this!"
Yellow's entire system came to a halt — her body was frozen with fear and denial to accept the truth — Green gave a gulp.
"Bill," said Green, turning to face him, "I'm thinking what you're thinking."
"Yeah," said Bill, who seemed to have nodded.
Groudon's in Mirage Island. . . Kyogre's going to come after it. . . Groudon's still not awakened yet — there was something missing in all this.
Bill pulled open the curtains — there was a sudden outburst of light, the entire room was illuminated faster than Yellow could have not predicted — she would have closed her eyes, blinded by the light, had she not been thinking deeply about the ways and means. . . Everything in the room was light again, and she could see just as clear now.
"We've got to find Celebi now," said Bill seriously — he was still standing in front of the glass, sliding door with his fists clenched — Red almost hit Yellow with his arm when he managed to process what Bill had said.
"Wh — now?" he repeated, his eyes bulged. Green, looking more serious than ever, had heaved a loud sigh and made his way across Red, ignoring his remark and avoiding his eyes distractedly from him, his arms folded. Red was fidgeting in his seat next to a deeply-thinking Yellow.
Red turned to Yellow in his seat, pulling on an incredulous look on his face. "What's with that bloke?"
Yellow feebly shrugged, her mind a long way away. . . They knew something she didn't, and it was maddening—she couldn't control her emotions over this, and her undisciplined mind wasn't in her command. . . Groudon — the landlord — how did it get to Mirage Island in the first place? How did Bill know all this? Anger was surging through her, and she can't get herself to control it. . . Red could've told her, that git —
You can't blame him, you know, he's got a skull thicker than the earth's core itself.
Damn it.
"Bill," said Yellow, her voice shaky with rage — she's got to control it. . . She clenched and unclenched her fists so as to do something. "You said that you think Groudon's in Mirage Island. . . How'd it get here?"
Through her blurring vision, she thought she saw at the corner of her left eye Red slowly turning his head to look at her face, but she had things to worry about. . . Was it just her, or did she feel her eyes . . . burning? When Bill turned to face her, he squinted his eyes as though he thought he'd seen a ghost beside Yellow. Something inside her snapped, and reality flashed back in front of her mind's eye, and all her anger had been sapped away instantly. Her mind was swirling uncontrollably, and she could feel herself going back to focus. . .
"Yellow?" Red said, his brows furrowed — his face poked at the corner of Yellow's left eye, and she didn't dare look at him directly: what's gotten into her? Bloody hell. . . She's going mental. . . She kept her gaze on the floor and didn't move. "You're not sick, are you?"
"No," she said, making sure she was fine. Yellow tried to lift her head, but she couldn't — not until Red said, "You don't look too well. . ."
"I'm sorry," Yellow mumbled out, shaking. "I didn't know what got in —"
"You're acting really strange," he interjected, a look of seriousness in his expression — but there was also a slight note of understanding in his voice that made Yellow nervous. She instantly felt her knees wobbly again, and she sank deeper into the cushion of Bill's bed.
"I knew Groudon was here," Bill began, his eyes on the door — Yellow turned to where he was looking and her stomach dropped: Green was waiting in front of the door, eyeing them all with his emerald eyes watchfully, his hand already positioned to open the door with the knob. He gave a prompt nod and Yellow shifted her gaze to Bill again, knowing that it was Green's acceptance to give them some time to discuss this. "Because I was in Professor Oak's office then. I'd read his papers on the table — it wasn't much of a boring sheet at all. Instead, it was a chart. A chart showing a kind of scope that's used for the heartbeat of a living being. And that's not all, actually. . ."
"He's trying to see if Groudon's still alive?" Yellow cried, almost getting up her seat, but Red pulled her back down with the sleeve of her pink, Pikachu pyjamas.
"Yes. And it seems, according to the legend —"
"He told me all about it," Yellow interrupted, suddenly remembering. Professor Oak said he didn't believe. . . Was it all a lie?
"— there was a thief who's stolen the Jewels. And this was before Mirage Island existed," Bill continued. "And that thief, wanting both Kyogre and Groudon for himself, tried to escape in a small island, far from prying eyes, to summon the two legends before the guardians of the Jewels get to him.
"There was just this thing," Bill went on, his breathing fast now, and there was a clear look of horror across his face. "Celebi, the time-traveling pokémon, was there when it all happened. . ."
"Groudon and Kyogre arrived?" Yellow yelled, astonished. "Where's Rayquaza?"
"I'm getting there. The three arrived at the same time — Kyogre from the sea, Rayquaza from the skies, and Groudon from the land it conjured with his magma to cross the ocean just to get to its master — the thief. Rayquaza was simply there to calm the two down. But Celebi — Celebi witness everything.
"When the two legends arrived, the thief was both frightened and reluctant to continue what he'd begun — he didn't know what the monsters were like."
"They're not monsters," said Yellow severely, her voice shaky again.
Bill stared at her.
"All right — they're monsters when they see their counterparts, okay? But seriously. . ." Bill cleared his throat and went on. "He made a run for it — but he was too late. He was too late to run away from the huge battle the two were starting. He was killed. Rayquaza managed to calm the two legends down — Kyogre went back to the seas and Rayquaza to the stratosphere — atmosphere — whatever. But. . ."
"What happened to Groudon?" asked Yellow.
"Yeah, I was leading there — Groudon, whose had been destroyed during the battle, dug his way into the island instead — and that's when Celebi tried to warp back into time — but it wasn't easy: storms and sunlight were arguing, and the space wasn't stable anymore —"
"So when Celebi warped into time," Yellow began, standing up, "the island came with it. . . And because of the unstable climate, the island is appearing and reappearing every now and then. . ."
"And thus Mirage Island," finished Red with a sigh.
"B-b-but what happened to the Jewels?" said Yellow, disbelieving the tale. "Where did they go? The thief died, didn't he? And that's why Groudon's here?"
"The Jewels were at the bottom of the ocean," said Green patiently, who still didn't retreat from the door. "And, somehow, Grandpa managed to retrieve them before we made our second trip to Barty's — my first trip, his second — then we went off to Mirage Island.
"The thief died, and that's what he deserved. And that's why Groudon's here," Green finished indifferently, turning the doorknob. Yellow panicked at once.
"You won't tell the people here, will you?"
There was silence. Yellow almost regretted she'd asked. Red tugged the sleeve of her pyjamas again and she sobered up.
"No," said Green, after he clicked his tongue.
Red noticed Yellow opening her mouth so he acted quickly. "They won't believe us either way, anyway — and there's nothing we could do about it."
"Won't Groudon be awakened?" said Yellow, depressed.
"No, not unless I wake him," said Red firmly. "Barty must've awakened Kyogre — I don't know how he did it without the possession of the Blue Jewel — but there won't be a fight unless Groudon's to wake up."
"All we've to do now is to get Celebi, and stop Kyogre from getting here," Green said, opening the door now. And, not looking behind him, he added, almost grudgingly, "Red could stay and guard Yellow whereas Bill'd go and help me find Celebi."
"What?"
But before Yellow or Red could say anything — Yellow stood up, wanting to protest — her heart beating a million miles away and wanting to rip Green to pieces — Red, however, dense as ever, just sat there — what the hell was he doing? — Bill unexpectedly raced hastily — faster than Yellow ever thought he would — to the door, hitting it straight in the face before Green opened it to let the both of them out.
After the door slammed shut, it echoed inside the room, and a ringing silence followed — the most awkward silence since a while now, and Yellow had never felt the urge to run to the door and kill Green for this. So she just stood there, frozen in her tracks, releasing heat by blushing, even though inside, she still felt an empty cold emotion that was really, really atrocious.
Suddenly, she felt a whip of wind beside her, and Red clapped his hands together in a jolly way.
"Well, no use sitting and staying," he said gleefully. Yellow just was not in the mood to talk to him right now. "I guess we'll just have fun the rest of the day, will we?"
AUTHOR'S SECOND NOTE
ME: Wow, it's been a while since I've written a 'Second Note,' hasn't it? Thanks for giving your time to read this, and it's answered a fair few questions for you. As you can see, Red OBVIOUSLY notices something about Yellow . . . but what? XD
GOLD: Sssooo much cliff-hangers. . . You know what? This'd be one of the only chapters in the story that doesn't end in a cliff-hanger.
ME: True, true. But in the next chapter, it's gonna be split into half! The first half is about how Gold's keeping up, and the second is about — wait for it — SPECIALSHIPPING! WHOOOOOOOOOOO! Oh, and PS; what scene of Celebi do you want to read? Is it about what Green wants Bill to do? Well, question answered in this chapter! But remember on the 3rd chapter guys. . . There's something there that you're missing. And it plays a BIG part in this story. Tell me just what scene you guys want! Anything! Thanks, and happy Christmas and a good New Year! It's 2012 next year — which will be in a few days' time — and by September 9, I'll be 14! I hate growing old, but I'm never growing up!
GOLD: (HOLDS UP MY WALLET) Who the hell is Asa Butterfield?
ME: Shut up and give me back my wallet!
