I Don't Own Pokemon

My time in between the two cities went fine for the first couple days until I reached the desert in between. It is really hard to get sand out of fur, I'll say say it once and save myself the headache of repeating every time Luxray or Lycanroc complained about their fur, or me having to keep an eye on Vaporeon so she didn't over heat herself. Really the only one who was having fun was Charizard because of the heat, from being so out in the open, beamed down upon us, so at least their was that.

I told them that I was fine with returning the ones that were complaining, but they all refused, so I didn't push it, though I did make sure to keep an eye on them. Though about three days into the trip Vaporeon figured out how to mess with Rain Dance enough to make a rain cloud to appear above her head. It gave her the anime equivalent of looking sad or depressed but she actually looked like she was very happy with herself so it canceled out.

Still back to my complaining, sand plus fur doesn't mix, I know this better than I should, because it gets absolutely everywhere, how the actual hell it got under my illusion I have no idea, but damn if it wasn't annoying. It wouldn't have been that bad really if the trek didn't take more than a day or two, but so far I've been at this for about three days and I still have another two at least before I get to Nimbasa.

Not to mention it was around this time that every time I ran into someone they either ran up to me or almost always demanded that we have a conversation. It took a little longer than I thought but the word is most certainly out about my little battle in Nacrene and dear lord was it as bad as I figured it would be. A teen actually asked if I would be interested in trading Zekrom for his Lampent, I very nearly gave up on people right then.

So besides all those headaches, the only real thing that I really did was get Snivy some more training, along with slowly easing the others into some basic body building excises. I didn't really want them to over work themselves, but it wouldn't be good for their health if their bodies to atrophy. Anyway back to my Snake, he's been having a good time in strengthening his body and his attack speed as improved by a good amount.

Move wise, he has figured out Iron Tail, and is currently working on figuring out how to use Leaf Blade. Once he learns that I plan on getting him to start preparing and strengthen his Magical Leaf attack to get it to Leaf Tornado. And he also, I think because of the amount of sun light we've been exposed to recently, learned growth which was nice, in fact I've been having Luxray help him get use to having a surplus of energy, and how to increase his reserve power with it.

Which is good because he'll be one to throw around strong wide ranged attack around, at least if the plan we came up with works out correctly, having all that energy helping his stamina and endurance will be a great help. Though I have to say even if I really didn't like this place it was a great place for Snivy to train at, his Grassy Terrain, because of all the sand got stronger because it took more energy to form, making the normal versions amped up.

Of course that isn't the only things that I work on with my Snake, we also talked about coordination performances, needless to say we both didn't know what we're doing so that took some time to just discuss about what we could do. I've already said I like to think I'm pretty creative but this really showed that I am not a good planner for performer.

I mean, I've never given a damn about what people think about the weird things I do, but I've never been one to even entertain the notion of putting myself out their for other peoples amusement, usually I had some selfish motive behind it. And I did have one as well to be fair, I wanted Snivy to have fun doing something he seems to be excited about.

But I didn't know really how to act in an exciting attention grabbing way, I've spent most of my time trying to be not noticeable, because I have never liked the attention especially nowadays, so to do the opposite was really putting me out of my comfort zone. Still I dealt with it, I mean their isn't really much more I could do at this point to get myself more known about, no matter my intentions, so I can deal with this.

Of course, even with the small performance that we've managed to work out during the last couple days I'm not really sure if I was the right person to judge if it was good or not, I mean I'm a very cheap person, I don't like expensive things, much more preferring just normal stuff, never really being one for flare and dramatics. I've gotten in trouble plenty of times with some of the women in my old life when I said I literally couldn't see why the stuff they brought was nice or pretty or whatever.

So I just regulated that to my team, I trusted their judgement on it more than mine. Even though they all said what we did was really cool, I just couldn't see it, I think my perfectionist side is coming out. I'm usually fine with whatever, but when it comes to a few things I just over stress myself thinking it doesn't look or work well enough. Usually it only comes up if I'm doing something like trying to learn a song to play on the guitar or piano, or if I'm drawing a picture of something, I just never think it's that good.

With that in mind I just chose to ignore my own pessimist self and just moved on, deciding that if it was that bad, then I'll get a bad score and I can just learn from it. Though of course I would prefer it if that didn't happen, I knew that my mind was just doing this to just annoy me, so after stewing on it for a while, I just decided that anymore thought on it and I would drop my illusion and make a sand angel, the thought of that torture was more than enough to keep my thoughts away from worrying.

Stepping into the city limits, I returned most of my team besides those that normally stayed out, and began to make my way into the town, wondering if I should illusion up a hoodie or something. I'm not exactly the most interesting person to look at, I'm not hot or ugly or anything but my face isn't really one that will stand out in a crowd. My hair is a little more recognizable, though I wasn't wearing my glasses at the moment that might balance it out some.

After a few more moments of thinking I just sighed the seconds I realized that I've reached a whole new level of paranoia, that's just great. Shaking my head at the thought, I continued onward to see if I could find the nearest Pokemon Center. From there I need to find where the contest hall is in this city. And to find out when the next one is actually going to be held.

Of course if the next one scheduled was to far away in the future than I wouldn't bothered but if it was like in a week or maybe two at most then I would stick around, it would be good to stay in place for a bit though it would be unfortunate if to many people started to recognize me, but I guess I'll deal with that if I have to. It shouldn't be that big of a problem really I'm not that recognizable it's mostly probably because Riolu has become a fixed part of my public appearance that I've had so much trouble.

I couldn't really do anything to fix that so I just had to deal with it. So with that I ignored the looks I felt directed at me as I continued on walking down the street. It wasn't long before I found the Pokemon Center thankfully, so after a bit of time to get my team checked up on I had taken to sit at one of the computer and did some research on the topics I needed to look into.

Luckily it seemed that my timing was pretty good, a contest was actually going to be held in the next three days. Of course I would use that time to train up Snivy a lot more, though it would mostly to make sure that the routine we worked up would work without problem, and if I could I would like to see if I can push him to his evolution point. I've become quite good at reading when a Pokemon is close to evolving and I'm pretty sure Snivy is getting close, so hopefully a few mock battles or so would be enough.

That was mostly a secondary goal though, so if it wasn't met then I wouldn't mind to much, it's not like evolution is all that incredible, though that argument might be a bit stronger if not literally everyone else on the team, including myself, were fully evolved. Well, whatever, I'll just have to see if he does or not, it doesn't really matter that much, though the weight and height change might effect the performance, it would only be like half a foot, and like ten pounds I believe but that could throw us off.

Well, it all depends on if it actually happens in the first place, I'm over thinking this aren't I? This keeps happening and it's really getting on my nerves at this point. Shaking my head, I just signed into a room and headed there while I thought about over thinking, which seems counter productive.

"Hello, how do I sign up for the contest?" The lady behind the desk in the contest hall looked up at me, blinked before her eyes widened as she turned and quickly looked down and typed something on the computer in front of her. After a moment, her shoulders tensed before she reached down and pulled out a form and handed it to me without looking in my direction.

I just rolled my eyes at her reaction, while choosing to ignore the uncomfortable feeling I got from the reaction and looked down at the sheet. Ok I'll be honest, I totally forgot I had a last name, and only just remember that fact as at the top of the sheet it asked for my full name. Along with a bit extra information, like the Pokemon I was going to use and a few other pieces of information.

Filling it all out, I gave it back to the lady behind the desk before turning and heading out of the contest hall, it wouldn't start until tomorrow but I didn't want to wait until the last second for it only to turn out that all the spots got taken up, though I have a feeling that my presence in the city isn't going to be as not noticeable as I would have liked soon, as the lady behind that desk clearly recognized me to some degree.

And while it might be a little stereotypical I have a feeling like they're the gossiping type. Not like I can really do anything to change that but still it would be nice if I didn't have to deal with people for a while. Maybe I should look into changing my hair color again or something. No I'm still just over reacting I'm sure, but that doesn't really change my mental stance on what I think about this whole thing. Whatever, I got other things to focus on, like this contest.

Everyone is beginning to get word about Kyu and his most recent situation and as such it's also beginning to grate on his nerves. I'm not one that enjoy attention I find it to be annoying at least when it involves face to face confrontations where I can't just leave without being annoyed by the person I'm trying to ingore, aka the only thing that's been happening to him, so this whole thing is really annoying on Kyu and his paranoia is flaring up like crazy. Anyway, next chapter is his and Snivy's first contest performance so there that as well. See ya.