No Dream Impossible
Part 2 - One More Day
By Chris Devlin
E-Mail: devlin1983@hotmail.com
Website: http://www.geocities.com/devlin1983 (It's my brand new website!!!!)
AN: Ok, here is Part 2 of my new series. This part, as promised, is longer and more story oriented. So, enjoy and please read and review.
"Richie, huh?" Rachel replied. Richie nodded as he straightened out his stuff. "Yeah. So, uh, why are you walking at this time of night?" he asked her as he moved his sleeping bag towards the side of the road. "Oh, I'm just heading up to the Indigo Plateau for the finals tomorrow. I want to get there as soon as possible so I can get my ticket." she replied. Richie smiled at her. "So you're a Pokémon fan are you?" he asked her. Rachel nodded in reply, pre-occupied with all the dust she was wiping from her jeans and t-shirt. Richie considered something for a few seconds before seemingly coming to a decision. "Listen. I ah, I've got a spare ticket for the final. If you want it." he offered. Rachel looked up sharply from cleaning the dust from her new trainers, unsure of what he'd just said. "Did you just offer me a ticket to the final?" she asked, a look of uncertainty on her face. Richie nodded. "Yeah. I mean if you want it. It means you can get a good nights sleep." he offered again. Rachel ran over to him grabbed both his hands and started dancing around. "Yay! Oh thank you, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou!" she cried rapidly as she dragged the young man around the road by his hands. Eventually she stopped and let go of his hands. "You're... welcome." he whimpered before collapsing to the ground with a thump.
The next morning, sun shone through the chalet window, illuminating the bedroom and casting a bright beam of warm light onto the floor. Ash was the last to fall asleep and the first to wake, stretching his arms and legs with exaggerated movements. Dropping from his bunk he glanced at the clock on the wall before wandering through to the kitchen. Passing the front door he noticed an envelope lying on the mat and bent down to pick it up. Deciding to wait until he'd eaten before opening it he placed it on the kitchen table and began rummaging around the fridge. Once he'd found something edible, he sat down at the table and examined the envelope. It had an official Pokémon League seal on the back, and the post mark of Indigo Plateau on the front. Ash frowned slightly. From what he'd heard these envelopes rarely carried good news. Grabbing a nearby knife he slit the envelope open and extracted the letter inside. Scanning the words he nearly choked on his food.
"Postponed!" Karlie cried as Tracey read his letter to her. She furrowed her brow in confusion, unable to understand why the final was being postponed. "But why?" she asked. Tracey looked back at the letter. "I'm not sure. Something about an administrative error. It's going to be tomorrow instead." This seemed to calm her down slightly, but not much. If anything it created more questions in the young author's mind. "What kind of admi...." she started before Tracey cut her off. "It doesn't say." Karlie frowned again. "Oooh." she fumed. "I hate not being in the loop." she added. Tracey gave her a calming smile before walking over and embracing her. "Hey, it's no big deal." he said as she put her arms round his neck. She smiled at him. "I suppose. It's another day of free room and board I guess." she said. Tracey grinned at her, brushing a few locks of her hair away from her eyes. "Exactly. One more day of relaxation with you before the match." She giggled slightly as he traced the outline of her face with his hand. Tracey's mind had long since left his heart in control of his mouth though and was now busy re-organizing his plans for the next day. One more day of not knowing though.
"So what we gonna do now?" Rachel asked as she and Richie read the large billboard at the entrance to the Pokémon League Village. On it were the words "Final Postponed Till Tomorrow. 5pm Indigo Stadium." Richie took off his cap and scratched his head as if it would somehow help the thought process. Rachel watched him, almost hearing the cogs inside his head slowly turn as he thought. Eventually he came to a conclusion and replaced his cap. "Come on. Follow me." he simply said as he turned and walked down a nearby path. "Hey! Richie, where are you going?" she shouted as she chased after him. "You'll see." he replied when she caught up with him, a look of bemusement on his face. Rachel frowned. Richie was beginning to annoy her with his little mind games. Quickening her pace she stepping in front of him, blocking his path. "Either you tell me where we're going now, or I'll... I'll..." she started. Actually what are you going to do Rach? He's got the ticket so you can hardly leave him. her mind explained. "I'll scream rape!" she said, a look of smug satisfaction on her face. Lets see him worm his way out of that. her mind added. Richie just looked at her, a look of extreme disbelief on his face. "You know something Rachel? You're one weird girl." he said as he walked round her. "But I like you." he added. Rachel fumed and got ready to scream when Richie called after her. "Come on. I'll explain on the way."
Rachel listened as Richie detailed what he intended to do. Eventually he finished and Rachel nodded in agreement. "So first we meet your friends then we find a place to stay the night?" she asked, just double checking the arrangements in her mind. "U-huh." Richie responded. "They should have a chalet in the Trainer Village somewhere." he added. Rachel stopped dead, alarm on her face. Richie stopped walking and turned to look at her. "What is it?" he asked before spotting the small white Pokémon wandering through the bushes to their right. The trainer's Pokédex identified it as a Mareep. Rachel had sidled over to the other side of the path, her apprehension evident. Richie stared at her in bewilderment. "What are you doing?" he asked her. "It reminds me of a poodle I once knew." she said. Richie's expression remained the same. "It scared the life out of me ok." she explained. Richie shrugged in acceptance and wandered over to the Mareep. Kneeling down he examined its neck, finding a nametag. "It's say here it's called Paddy." he read. Rachel kept her distance. "It's evil, that's what it is!" Rachel squealed from the other side of the path. "Come on leave it! It's trainer will come looking for it sooner or later." she pleaded, just wanting to get clear of the white, electric bundle of wool. Richie nodded reluctantly, not wanting to leave the Mareep, but fed-up with Rachel's strange attitude today. "Ok. If it's still here on the way back we'll hand it into the Pokémon Center." he stated matter-of-factly, making sure there was no choice in the matter.
Tracey lay back on the green hill just outside the Indigo Plateau. Beside him Karlie slept, her hair lying to the left hand side of her face. Tracey glanced at her before gazing towards the sky, enjoying all the shapes that formed in the clouds when he looked at them. One looked like a herd of stampeding Tauros, thundering over a dusty plain, another looked like a cross between a Togepi and the legendary Pokémon Mew. Tracey marveled at this one in particular and whipped out his pad and pencil, sketching it onto the white paper. It was the first Pokémon sketch he'd done in a while, the rest of the book generally taken up by sketches of Karlie. The best were of her sleeping, when he had the time to sit and pour all the tiny details that made her up onto paper. The rest were mostly drawn from mental snapshots he'd taken. Once the cloud had been sketched to his specifications, he examined the image he'd created and decided to christen it. "Togemew - The Toughest Mother F***er In Existence" he jotted down underneath it. Smiling at his work he closed the pad and placed it on the ground to his left. He glanced back at Karlie, and was surprised to see her eyes open and watching him. "Hey." she said, a gentle smile on her lips. Tracey smiled back at her. "How long have you been awake?" he asked, lying down. She shrugged non-commitally, "About ten minutes I think. Never looked at my watch. Still, I just liked watched you sketch." she replied. Tracey reached out and took her hand. "What were you thinking about?" he asked, interested in what her thoughts were like. "Not much. You, me, us." she replied, squeezing his hand slightly tighter. Tracey smiled a bit more as he let go of her hand and flipped over to the hamper basket they'd brought. Selecting a bottle and two glasses he returned to his previous position, handing the glasses to Karlie. After handing them to her he concentrated on opening the wine. It wasn't anything special, just a bottle of cheap red plonk they'd picked up in the Village's small supermarket. Pulling the cork out, Tracey poured the wine into the glasses. Karlie gave him a sweet smile as he proposed a toast. "To us."
AN: Ok, thanks must go out to Karlie (~*Chuchino The Cabbit*~) and Rachel (pf14) for very kindly letting me use them in this fic. I must also say that "Togemew" is NOT mine. Togemew was both created, and wielded by Karlie. Few people or things fight Togemew and survive. Actually it doesn't have to be Togemew at all. Karlie herself is vicious enough (Dodges extremely large mallet only to be whacked by a very angry Karlie). See what I mean. {Gets a complete and utter kicking from a girl three years his junior}
{Continues with black eye, limp and six front teeth missing}
Ahem, ouch, I think I overstepped the mark there. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this
part of the fic, more is to come, that I can assure. This part did tend to focus
on the relationship between Tracey and Karlie, as well as the developing
relationship between Richie and Rachel (Is it just me or does that sound soooo
corny). The next part will hopefully be a bit more pokéshippy, as well as
focusing on Brock a bit. The big battle won't take part for another part or two
so don't hope to see that next time.
Ok, one last thing before I go. In each part I shall try to include a reference
to the UK's Big Brother (The current one, not last years). What I put to you
readers is that the first review I get pointing out the reference shall get a
mention in the next part. Now as I've already done part one, it won't be
included. So from this part on get searching.
This weeks is pretty easy. Anyone who has been paying even remote attention to
the show will get it. (Oh and before you enter Rachel, you aren't included. You
know what the reference is already.)
C ya all and please review. (Or I'll sneak up on you and stone you to death with cold chips [Fries to you American types])