Mother-shouldn't I wear this to the ball?" Lily asked, holding up a dress. It was Misty's mother's wedding dress, but it was no ordinary dress. It was white with pearls embedded throughout the whole dress. The dress had dark blue stripes on the side and a lighter blue on the stomach on down. Its sleeves were cut oddly, but it was beautiful none the less.
Misty's mother, Rose, left it for Misty to have, but of coarse, Misty didn't know about it. Only Malena did-and she loved using that power of knowing things people didn't to her advantage. "Yes, my dear, you should! The only problem is that the prince's favorite color is red, not blue. And it doesn't resemble any Pokemon I know of… But, it is the best dress we have…"
"Yeah!" Lily cried, and ran around the room, making quite a commotion.
Misty heard it from downstairs, where she was cleaning the kitchen. It was the day after her breakup, and she was very sad, but very angry with Malena. She went upstairs and opened the door. "Is there a problem? I can help-" She was cut off by seeing her mother's dress in the hands of Lily, who was looking in the mirror, admiring the dress. "T-that's m-my mothers!" She screamed. "Wha-what are you doing with it!?" She screamed again, stomping towards Lily, and ripping the dress out of her hands.
"Well, cindersoot- we were admiring its beauty and how I looked extravagant with it. Now- give it back!" Lily lunged for the dress, but missed and hit the bed. Misty, who'd dodged the attack, ran out of the room. She raced down the stairs, Lily on her heels. "Give me the dress!" Lily ordered again, but Misty didn't obey.
"This is my mother's dress!" Misty spat out. She spun around on the stairs and gave Lily a death glare. The other stopped on the third to last stair.
"Yes, and she'd dead!" Lily shot out coldly. Misty was hurt by the comment, but didn't show it.
Misty tore out of the house, and ran through the field, scaring the Mareep and Flaffy, along with Quincy. Lily tried to follow, but she was huffing and puffing before she even reached the doorstep. "Let her go. We'll get her when she returns. And she'll return." Malena said coldly, making Lily turn around. The Baroness was holding a book and shoes. Pokenopolis and Rose's beaded slippers.
"Yes." Lily said, just as cold. "She'll return. And I'll be waiting."
"What do you mean-Rose was engaged?!" Ash asked/yelled to his mother. They were outside of the palace, where Delilah had had tea the previous day.
"That is what Lady Malena told me yesterday. She said that Rose was leaving to Jhoto to live with her husband. She left late last night." Delilah explained, calmly sitting down in her chair. Ash, though, was pacing the walk. Just like his father. Delilah thought with a sigh.
"This isn't possible! I-I mean, come on! She told me she loved me! She wouldn't lie-and her eyes didn't lie!" He argued, slumping down into the chair next to his mother. "I love her. She told me she loves me…" He continued, putting his head in his hands, a few tears coming from his eyes.
"Ash…what did you talk about with her in the afternoon yesterday?"
"Well…she kept saying 'I'm sorry.' And how she couldn't love me, and she wanted to love me-but she couldn't. She said something about hurting…. me-Oh my god! How could I be so dense?!" He yelled, jumping up and continuing his pacing. "Pikachu was right! How could I not see it! She was breaking up with me! My god! I can't believe I didn't know it!" He had his hands placed over his head, rubbing his temples, muttering- "I shouldn't've fallen in love with her…"
Misty did return. At dusk. She was dirty and wet, and tired from running. She entered through the kitchen, but Malena and Lily were already aware she was home. Malena came up to Misty and dragging her by the upper arm to the cellar. "Tell me where the dress is, and I won't hurt you." She said quietly, and very coldly.
"Why?! So that-that-pig can wear it?!" Misty spat out. That infuriated Malena.
"Fine. You chose not to tell me, so I chose to keep you in here." She threw Misty into the cellar, where it was dark and damp. "We are leaving in an hour. If you don't tell us by then- I'm taking your Pokemon, and destroying them." She said, before turning to leave, leaving Misty sprawled out on the ground. The older woman locked the door, and turned to face Joyce and Jennine. "If anyone touches this door, much less open it, you're going to regret it." She said, giving each a death glare.
"Yes, miss."
"Yes, milady."
"Good." With that, she tucked the key in her pocket and walked back upstairs.
"Misty!" Joyce said, getting the girl's attention once Malena was upstairs.
"Joyce! Go get my Pokemon! Send them to Tracey's parent's house! Now! Malena's going to kill them! They're at the pond, except for Eevee. Please, please, please find them!" Misty pleaded, tears coming down her face.
"I was just about to ask you where they were. I'm going now- c'mon, mother." Joyce said, Jennine following. They both went to Misty's room, and searched for her Pokeballs. Finding them, they went to the pond and recalled them. "Only Eevee's left. Where could that Pokemon be?!" She asked herself. She and her blue-haired mother looked all over the property, in Misty's room, their room, the whole house, excluding the Baroness and Lily's room, and the surrounding fields.
"I'm going to take these to Tracey, maybe Eevee's there…" Joyce told her mother, and then took off for Tracey's. She knew the short cut just like Misty, just wasn't as fast. She made it there in about 10 minutes, and knocked on the young man's door.
The door opened, and Tracey stepped out. "Hello, Joyce?! Wha-what are you doing here?!" He asked the pink haired woman.
"Misty's in trouble, as are her Pokemon. Here, take these." She handed the Pokeballs to Tracey. "Have you seen Eevee?! We can't find her anywhere!"
"I can find her." He stepped back inside, put down the Pokeballs, and grabbed his own. He raced off to the woods, Joyce following behind. "Go! Marril!" He threw out the blue mouse's Pokeball, and the water Pokemon appeared.
"Marril Mar!" "(Hi, Tracey!)"
"Hi, Marril. Can you listen for Eevee? She's missing, and we need to find her now." Marril nodded in approval, and listened intently with her ears. They twitched, and she pointed in a direction. She and Tracey raced off, just as Joyce was catching up with them.
They ran for a few minutes, and then they were at some castle ruins. "I know this place, this is the old castle. It hasn't been used in hundreds of years…what would Eevee be doing here?" Tracey wondered aloud.
"Mar Mar il marril!" "(Eevee's over there.)" She pointed to across the moat, and there was Eevee-talking with a Pikachu.
"Eevee!" Tracey shouted. It startled the small brown Pokemon. She turned around, and ran over to Tracey, jumping into his arms. "We need to get you to a safe place. Malena is going to hurt you and the other Pokemon. Get in your Pokeball." Joyce had, yet again, just caught up with them. She heard him, and tossed him Eevee's Pokeball.
"Eev." "(Wait)" She hopped down and yelled something over to the yellow mouse, to fast for Tracey to understand. "Vee." "(Ok.)"
"Kay, Eevee, return. You too, Marril." He recalled both Pokemon, and put their Pokeballs in his pouch by his waist. Pikachu had scampered off, and Tracey turned to leave. "Now, how can we help Misty?" He asked Joyce, who was waiting for him to pass her.
"We can't get the door open. We need someone who can, and I don't know anyone who could!"
"Anything else?"
"Well, Misty needs to go to the ball…and I was thinking…Professor Oak is in town…and he could help us…"
"Oh. You want me to get him-one artist to the other?" Tracey asked, stopping to look at Joyce.
She looked at the ground, then into his eyes. "Could you?"
"Yeah.." He said with a resentful sigh. "I better go.." He ran off, the same way as the Pikachu, to the castle. Joyce went back to the Manor, in hopes of helping Misty.
Yes! I'm in! Tracey shouted in his head. He had just walked through the bridge, and the guards saw nothing wrong with it. He walked along the corridors and searched for the ball. It was in the large main room, but since he entered in the side door, her had to find it the hard way. Well, it wasn't that hard-it was where all the music was coming from one way, so he ran through the halls and ended up at the side entrance to the main ball room.
It was very open for a ballroom, but it was very big. Across from the curved doorway Tracey was standing in, there was another curved doorway that led to a balcony overlooking the country. To Tracey's left was the King, Queen, and Prince's thrones, but they weren't there yet. And to Tracey's right, was the staircase. It led up and over the level floor of the dancing room, and then went back down with about 10 stairs. Think Ever After It was a very marvelous sight, and it would've made Tracey gasp-but he was to busy searching for the Professor. There was a band that was warming up in the corner of the room, and there were some people gathering around it.
"E-excuse me…I'm looking for Professor Oak….does anyone know where Professor Oak is?!" Tracey asked, while nudging through the small crowed. The people were all dressed up in masks, although the women kept their faces uncovered for the prince to see. The royalty weren't here yet, but a few early guests were.
Tracey continued to search through the crowd, and came upon a man with gray hair and a white lab coat. "E-excuse me…are you Professor Oak?" He asked the man. He asked it quite loud, and a man standing next to them turned around.
"Why-yes, I am." He said happily.
"Oh." And Tracey fainted from happiness.
Tracey awoke in a bed, quite comfy and that. "Good, you're up. Now you can continue from where you left off." A gray haired man said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"First-where am I and second-what time is it?"
"Well, you're in the palace, in the side room to the ballroom-you fainted, and it is…seven o'clock." Oak concluded, looking at his watch.
"Seven!" Tracey flew up from his seating position and ran out of the room. He scurried back in when he noticed the Professor wasn't following. "Come on!"
"To where?" Oak asked while standing. He walked calmly over to the dark haired man, and they started out of the castle in a calm pace.
"I need you to help my friend. She's the mysterious person the prince is in love with…she's… in trouble…" Tracey trailed off, and Oak hurried.
"Well, come on then, lad! This is love we're dealing with-you can't just walk!" He reached into his pouch and pulled out 2 Pokeballs. He tossed them, and returned the empty balls to his pouch.
"T-t-those a-are l-legendary!!!" Tracey exclaimed, stepping back a bit in awe.
"Yes, now get on the Suicune." Oak ordered. He was getting onto the lightning dog. Tracey obeyed, and they started off, at a very fast pace. "Now, explain to me this mess I need to help you with…"
"Misty! Where is the dress?!" Malena bellowed from the doorway to the cellar.
Misty sat there, quietly, staring at the wall next to the door. "Misty!" Lily screamed.
The red head smiled at the scream, a taunting grin. "I don't know where it is, step-mother. I ran into the woods, and a pack of gypsies took it from me. They then knocked me out, and I came to and came home." Misty stated, still looking at the wall.
"Don't lie to me, Misty." Malena warned, taking a step towards Misty.
"Or you'll what?!" Misty spat out, jumping up and startling Malena and Lily. "You'll kill my Pokemon?! Kill me?! You know what?! You can have Ash, but he'll never want you! He'll loathe your, Lily! You're ugly, arrogant, rude-the list goes on, stepmother! But, no-he loves me! And you can't stand that, can you?! Well-I broke up with him! Happy?!" She screamed at them, tears in her eyes. All the years of torture and terror came out with the attack, and left behind the emptiness she was feeling.
"Ugly?!" Lily gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "How dare you…you…peasant!" She screamed, and started attacking Misty with the shoes that she was holding. Misty brought up her hands to block, and grabbed the shoes a couple of swipes later.
"Yes-ugly!" Misty replied, and started attacking her stepsister. Lily scampered into the hallway, and to the den. Misty followed, hot on her heels. Lily ran to the mantle, and grabbed a book.
"I will throw it in!" She warned as Misty advanced on her. Misty stepped dead in her tracks. It was her father's last gift to her. Next to Psyduck.
"What will it be, Misty? You father's book, or your mother's shoes?" Malena asked, flying into the room, and standing next to her daughter. "Either way, you're going to be spending a lot of time in that cellar."
Misty stood there, frozen in time. Those are mother's shoes? She asked herself, turning her hands around so she saw them. Seeing the baby blue slipper with gemstones embroided in it brought back a memory…
Misty was 6, and her father was home for the winter. She was inside because of the snow, with a cold. She was sick, and in bed. The fire was dying, but she didn't want to bother Joyce or Jeinine, or her daddy, so she got out and tended to it herself. When she put a log on it, and it started back up, she started making her way back to bed. But the trunk at the end of her bed caught her curiosity. Being a sick child, and bored to tears, she decided to check it out. She opened the heavy lid and leaned it against the end of her bed.
As she was going through the contents of the intricately carved box, her father walked in with hot cocoa. "Misty!" He scurried to put the hot drink on her nightstand, and went over to his only child. "What are you doing?!" He started to put the items back, but Misty held something in her hands. She slipped back into her bead, and her father sat down next to her.
"I'm sorry. I want to know what's in that box-will you tell me?"
"Well, you're sick, but you're probably really tired. Hmm…well those are all of your mother's belongings. Her wedding dress, along with many other of her favorite dresses are in there, along with pictures she drew of us-she was an artist!-and her diary…I really miss her…I wish you could've known her. She was a very wonderful person, as you are."
"Daddy…what are these?" Misty asked, bringing her hands out from under the covers to show the slippers she held in her hands.
"Oh, Mist! You have to be careful with those! They're your mother's slippers she wore to our wedding. She found them in the Orange Islands. She and your grandmother were taking a cruise the week before our wedding ceremony, and they were stopping at Shamuti Island for a rest. Rose decided to go swimming….she love swimming…just like you….and she dove down deep…and came upon a cavern. She got out of the little pool she'd appeared in and looked around. She was inside the island…but she wasn't scared. She saw an altar with those shoes sitting on it." He pointed to the shoes in Misty's hands. "And she saw feathers…." He got off the bed and pulled out a box from the chest. It was wooden with a design on the top. He opened it and Misty stared in awe. He pulled out on of the silvery feathers and handed it to Misty. She examined the large feathers. It was a mystical silvery white on the bottom, and silvery blue at the tip. "She grabbed both the shoes and the feathers and went back. "Yes….well…Rose thought they were from Lugia, the legendary birds…but she was never sure…"
"But, why were the shoes just sitting there?" Misty asked.
"Well, Rose thought they were a present, for her, from Lugia. If you look closely at it, you can see lightning, fire, and ice blots dancing around in it. Rose thought the 4 birds at Shamuti made it for her…She was so kind and so sweet to all living creatures…" He looked down and stroked one of the perfect feathers. "She was beautiful, just like you, Misty." He looked up at her with tears in his eyes. "She's with us, right now. I can feel it…do you?" He asked his daughter,
"N-no, daddy…I don't…." She met his gaze, and tears started to form in her eyes. "Should I?"
"No, you probably can't feel her…" He told himself. "You will, though…someday. She comes to me every once in a while, to help me with you…"
Misty was nodding her head, showing she understood, but her eyes started to droop. Jonathan saw it, and smiled. "I'm boring you…time for you to rest." He pulled the covers over her and kissed her on the forehead. "I guess you'll have to drink your cocoa later…" He put the feathers and shoes back into the chest and closed it. "Night. I love you." He said as he walked out of the room.
"Night, daddy. I love you, too." She murmured, going to sleep.
"I'm giving you 10 seconds, Misty!" Lily screamed, snapping Misty back into reality. "10!" Oh no! My mother's shoes! "9!" They're special to her and daddy. "8!" But I won't be able to go anywhere anyway… "7!" You hardly knew mom! You knew dad for 9 years! "6!"
"I'm taking the shoes!" Misty cried. Lily saddened, but smirked.
"Fine by me." She threw the book into the flames, and Misty watched as the flames engulfed the tiny book. A tear came down her face, followed by another.
"I'm going." She spit out, fleeing to the cellar.
"Come on, Lily. Let's keep her in there." Malena replied, walking out of the room. Lily caught up to her mother.
"Mother, what about her Pokemon? Aren't you going to do something to them?"
"Yes, Lily, I am. But, in case you haven't noticed, her Pokemon have gone elsewhere. The servants probably sent them off to hide in the woods. We'll get them, though, and then Misty will pay…"
"Yes, mother…"
The two walked into the kitchen and off to the side, where Misty was sitting in the cellar, clutching the blue shoes to her chest. "You're not leaving this cellar." Malena warned, closing and locking the heavy door. She turned around to where Joyce and Jeinine were watching, tear stains across their face. "And you are not to touch this door." She threatened to the two. "Now-it's time to go, Lily. Let's leave." Lily was already in a dress, and had shoes on. She had hoped for the blue ones, but she wouldn't get it. She was wearing a red dress with her hair brushed up for the Pokemon she was dressed as.
The two women left, and Daisy scurried after them. She was watching the scene unveil from a seat near the bottom of the stairs. She was in a black and white dress, and was wearing a mask around her face resembling a Snorlax. "Mother, what about your masks?" She asked as they got into the carriage.
"They're right here." Malena said calmly, pulling out two masks. She handed the red one to Lily, and put the yellow one on herself. Malena was dressed as a Ninetails and Lily was a Vulpix. They even had tails along the back of their dresses.
As they pulled out of the drive, Daisy's thoughts drifted to her stepsister. I really hope you make it, Misty…I really hope you make it…
"We're almost there….it's just beyond those trees…" Tracey yelled over to Professor Oak.
"Good! Now, you're going to help me, aren't you?!"
"I don't know what you mean!" Tracey replied.
"I'm going to need help getting her dressed and prepared for the ball…I'll need your help!"
"I don't know…..there's her house!" The dogs went even faster, if that was possible.
They went in silence the rest of the way, hoping that Malena and Lily were gone already. When they did get there, Joyce was outside, waiting for them. "Come here! Misty's stuck in the cellar!" Joyce yelled, hailing them in. They hopped off the dogs, and the Professor returned them, thanking them for the speed. She hurried them into the kitchen, and sent them to see Jeinine.
"What seems to be the problem?" Oak asked, walking up next to Jeinine, who was trying to open the door.
"The…door….is …locked…" She said, trying to pull it open.
"Excuse me." Oak said, stopping her. She nodded and got out of the way. He pulled out the rods on the hinges, and the door sagged. He then pulled it out by the limp side, and the door came undone. "There." He said while brushing his hands together.
"Wow! T-that was amazing!"
"Yes. I'll go down in history as the man who opened a door." Oak said sarcastically, putting the door off to the side.
"Well, you don't have to be rude, we're just trying to thank you!" Joyce replied, placing her hands on her hips.
Oak ignored the comment and walked into the damp cellar. Misty was looking out the small window, the moonlight streaming across her face. There were tearstains across her face, and her eyes were wet. She turned to face the new comer, but ran behind him, to Tracey. "Tracey! Are my Pokemon ok?! Please say Malena didn't hurt them!" She pleaded, pulling on his arm.
"Yes, they're fine! Eevee's here in it's Pokeball, and the others are in my house." That calmed her, and she smiled.
"Thank god!" She embraced them in a friendly, yet thankful, hug.
"Now that that's settled, let's get you ready for the ball." Oak said, pulling Misty aside.
"W-what are you talking about?! I'm not going to the ball. I can't see the prince. It would hurt too much…" She said sadly, more tears coming to her face.
"He needs to see you! He's been down all day, and he really loves you. He needs you!" Oak said, grasping Misty around the shoulders and shaking her.
"I…don't know." She sighed, looking at the ground. The tears came out, and she crumpled to the ground. "I…I mean, I…I love him so, so very much….yet, I can't be with him, and that's what hurts…."
"Why can't you be with him? You love him, do you not?! If you love him, and I know he loves you, then you belong together!" Oak argued, picking up Misty by her upper arm, and she reluctantly stood.
"That's just what Todd said…," She said with a sigh. "Oh, Tracey, can you go into the woods…where the intersection is to travel to Viridian is? It's the bumpy road…but that's where the gypsies are. They have my dress at the moment…and I need it if I'm going to go to the ball." Misty told him.
The dark headed boy nodded. "Sure thing, Misty. Hey, Professor-can I borrow a Pokemon?"
"Yes, here's Raikou. It's the fastest, and it'll be able to get you there and back in minutes." Oak replied, handing Tracey the Pokeball.
"Thanks, Professor!" Tracey yelled while running out of the house.
"Now, to get you ready…" Oak started, rubbing his hands together. "First," He touched Misty's hair, "You'll need to bathe. Go take a bath, and I'll get everything else ready."
She smiled. "Thank you." She murmured before turning to go to the kitchen. There was water heating up above the fire at the time Joyce had started it thinking Misty would go. Misty poured the water into a tub that was next to the fire. It was left for the vegetables, to wash them, but it was really big, so Misty used it as a bath. Joyce came in when Misty was fully emerged, and put in special oils from Malena and Lily's room.
"Now you'll smell like a princess." She said with a smile as she dumped the mixes in. "Now, hurry-Tracey just returned and the professor and him are getting everything ready. Ooh, child! They have paints and glitter and all sorts of arts! And, Tracey is sketching the dress on you, and then what they can do to make you look like a Pokemon, since the ball is a masquerade, but they can't seem to get a Pokemon to come out of the dress…Oak thinks it looks like a Vaporeon and Tracey thinks it looks like a Wooper. Do you have any idea what your mother was thinking of when she wore that dress?" Joyce asked, exhausted.
"Yeah, I do." Misty said, rising from her bath and immediately wrapping in a robe. One of Lily's. She wrapped her hair in a turban with a towel, and walked out into the den where Oak and Tracey were talking about the costume.
"There is no way that that is a Wooper! There's just…no way!" Oak argued, pointing to the dress that was laying on a chair.
"I know what it is…" Misty started, getting the attention of the 3 men in the room. Misty didn't notice the brown-headed gypsy in the room. "I remember it well…"
Don't think I'm nutz, but I had to write a lot for this chapter, and I needed to put both these flashbacks in
Little Misty was in her room. She was only about 2, but people can often remember big things that happened in their young youth. "Mommy!" Misty cried, reaching upwards to her mother who was coming into the room.
"Oh, Mist! You're up from your nap!" Rose said happily, rushing over to her daughter and picking her up.
"Mommy, I want to see your pictures again!" Misty demanded with a smile.
"Oh, Mist. Of coarse!" Rose walked Misty into her and Jonathan's bedroom. She sat Misty down on the bed and went through the chest at the end of the bed. She pulled out a smaller box and showed Misty the pictures. "There's nothing new, Mist…sorry…but, I can show you something special!" Rose said with a smile. She went into her closet and closed the door. The sounds of shuffling were heard, and then the door opened again. Rose stood there, in a white and blue dress with wings.
"What is it, mommy?" Misty asked, in awe.
"This," Rose twirled, indicating the outfit, "was my wedding gown." She continued. "I wore it when I married your daddy!"
"Mommy, why are there wings?" Misty asked, admiring the nearly transparent wings. They were white along the inside, but were dark blue on the left and right edges.
"Because, I dressed as a Pokemon, silly! Your father was a Ho-oh, vibrant and breathtaking. I, though, was…"
Misty loved that memory. It was one of the few she had with her mother. The only other few with Rose were when they were playing in the field behind the house, or in the woods. Her mother loved climbing trees and playing with Pokemon. Wild ones would come and play with them! That's how kind Rose was-wild Pokemon who didn't even know her could sense her kindness.
"It's a Lugia dress." Misty said quietly, her eyes closed. "The wings are back in the chest, if I remember correctly. I'll be right back." she ran out of the room and upstairs to a chest that was in Lily's closet. It was pushed against the wall and dust was covering it. There were, though, fingerprints of someone who just recently opened it. Must've been when Lily opened it to get the dress…
Misty stealthily placed her finger pads over the prints left behind one the top of the chest. She opened it, and laid the top of the chest back. She started rooting, gently, through her mother's belongings. She found sketches and paintings of a red headed child and a tall man in a field, Pokemon, and the red headed child as a baby. Me. Misty thought, knowing full well that her mother loved to paint. She went through a few more things, till she came to the bottom. The wings were placed along the back of the chest, but Misty took everything out of the chest so she wouldn't damage the fragile wings. When she was putting the precious items back into the chest, she also kept a small wooden box. She knew she'd need it. She walked back down the stairs and walked into the den.
"These are the wings my mother wore with the dress, and these are the feathers that belong the Pokemon that the dress resembles." She said, opening the box. She let the still perfect feathers get the stares of the others, and then closed the box. "My mother got them, as a gift, from Lugia. She also got the shoes from the bird…" Joyce came in with the shoes that were left behind in the cellar and handed them to Misty. "She thought that the 3 elemental birds and Lugia made these shoes for her." She handed the shoes to Oak, who gently held them.
"I'm afraid I'll break them!" Oak said with a laugh. The others joined him, and he handed the blue slippers back to Misty. "Now, let's get to work, shall we?! First-get into the dress." The professor handed Misty the precious dress, and she nodded. She walked upstairs to a bedroom and changed. She came back down, using the towel to dry her long hair.
"Now the fun begins!" Tracey said with a smile, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a pallet with paint in the other…
Ok, well, how did you like it? I just noticed something about the Kanto towns. Pallet town is named after the thing paint is streamed across, and the cities are named after paint colors! Hahaha! Isn't that kool?! Ok, well, please review. This story is long, and that's what took so long! Plus, our school had the whole Middle School take the MAPs, a test given state wide seeing which school is the best. Puke yuck gag! Ok…um…please don't get into the details about how Oak got the paints or where he got them from, they 'appeared', ok?! Ok, well, bye! Oh, and please don't flame! That's mean!