Esylie: Hello again! Uh, I don't own pokemon, so you can't sue me. Um, Pepsi?
You will be in this soon! I just need to get Misty into her new identity! ^_^
Have fun reading! And please review!
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Chapter Two:
"Hey Tracey! What do you think? Strawberry blonde or platinum blonde?" I
asked as I held up two boxes of hair dye. To pass others without turning a
lot of heads, Tracey figured it would be better if I dyed my natural orange
hair to a more common color, like brown, black or even blonde. I thought
that since my oldest sister, Daisy, had bright blonde hair, I wouldn't look
too strange as a blonde. Tracey had brought along his credit card today, to
help me out, money wise.
"Uh, I'd say the platinum," said Tracey as he glanced at the small box of
dye, then to me. "Yes, I think the platinum would suit you fine!"
"Okay!" I cried, as I put the case of hair dye in my nearly full basket.
The day before Tracey and I had gone out and bought me two sets of new
clothes.
One outfit consisted of a tight red halter top, a pair of dark blue jean shorts,
a black sleeveless overcoat with a large hood and a pair of red cut-away
gloves. The second outfit included a pair of brown cargo shorts and a
sleeveless black belly shirt (not unlike my old yellow shirt). Tracey had
also aloud me to buy a pair of black running shoes and a brand new one
strapped, gray backpack.
Quickly, Tracey and I went to pay for the items in my basket, we left the
small store, and slowly headed towards Professor Oaks laboratory.
"Tracey..." I murmured as we walked up the quiet dirt road.
Slowing ever so slightly, Tracey gazed into my full blue eyes. "Yes, Mist?"
"Well, I just wanted to thank you, for everything. I mean, you even got me
my own license so I can compete for badges, if I wanted to. I want to thank
you for that." The day before he was able to get his hands on an old pokedex
for me. He registered me under a fake name I would be using. "Rubia M. Springleaf".
Kinda corny, if you ask me, but it was the best we could come up with on such
short notice. The pokedex said I was raised in Pallet town by now dead foster
parents, I had no siblings, my birth date was May 14th, that I was 13 years
of age and that I was a water pokemon trainer. All that was needed now, was
a picture, witch would be taken after I had gotten settled into my new
identity.
Professor Oak had gone out of town on some business, and Tracey was left in
charge of the lab, so now was the perfect opportunity to get this done...
"You are very welcome, Misty. I'm just glad I can help!" Tracey was being
very nice about this. I couldn't even imagine what I would have done without
him...
I thought back to the days when Ash, Tracey and myself had been traveling
together. The days that I had been happy, satisfied with a crush on Ash...
"Hey, Misty?" Tracey asked, as we neared the lab.
"Ya?" I asked, as I held the bag full of supplies in front of me.
"Do you wanna eat out tonight, as sort of a celebration of you becoming
'Rubia Springleaf'?"
I thought that was a great idea, and I suppose my wide grin showed it.
"How about we go about, 7:30?" he asked. That gave me four hours to get
ready.
"Fine by me!" I cried, as we entered the lab and were greeted by Togepi.
"Brrrreeeee!" the little egg pokemon cried happily, as he clung onto my left
leg. Smiling, I lifted the pokemon, and placed him in my arms. "Tog- toge!"
he said as it snuggled into my shirt, and started to purr affectionately.
"Oh, how I will miss you, Togepi..." I whispered into his ear. I had no choice
but to leave him behind with Tracey, not that I was worried, mind you. I had
faith that Tracey would make Togepi happy.
"Brrriiiiiii..."
"It's to dangerous to come with me, Togepi. I'm sure you will be happy here
at the lab, with Tracey."
Tears were now filling the little pokemon's eyes, and I placed the bag I was
carrying in Tracey's arm. I walked outside, to hopefully calm the little
pokemon. "Please don't cry, Togepi. You know I love you, and I don't want
anything to happen to you. I don't want you to grow up living with a girl
who is hiding her own identity, concealing her personality. Running away.
Please understand, that is no life for a baby pokemon. I will be leaving you
with Tracey, so don't worry. You like Tracey, don't you?" The child nodded
his little head in response, so I continued. "Well, would it make you feel
better if I left one of my other pokemon here with you? To take care of you?"
Togepi nodded once more, and his tears were now subsiding. "And how about if
I come back every once and a while to see how you are doing?" The little egg
smiled weakly, and hugged my neck as best it could with its little arms.
Smiling, I hugged him back.
I went back inside, now that Togepi's tears had been dried, and walked slowly
to my room. As I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of wild flowers
that Togepi and I had picked to lighten up the room a few days ago. I smiled,
and placed Togepi on the large futon maitres. I then noticed that the white
bag with the hair dye was laying on the chair by the window. 'Thanks, Tracey...'
I thought, as I picked up the hair dye, and turned to Togepi.
"Do you want to help me dye my hair, Togepi?"
"Brrrrrriiiiiiiiii!" he cried happily, and we walked to the bathroom.
'How will life be like as a blonde...?' I mused as Togepi and I walked into
the nearest bathroom.
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Esylie: Yes, I know, this chapter didn't really have much in it... Oh well.
The next chapter will be better! ^_^ Please R&R! If you have any suggestions,
please e-mail me at 'waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com' Thanks for reading!
~~Esylie Reechan~~
You will be in this soon! I just need to get Misty into her new identity! ^_^
Have fun reading! And please review!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter Two:
"Hey Tracey! What do you think? Strawberry blonde or platinum blonde?" I
asked as I held up two boxes of hair dye. To pass others without turning a
lot of heads, Tracey figured it would be better if I dyed my natural orange
hair to a more common color, like brown, black or even blonde. I thought
that since my oldest sister, Daisy, had bright blonde hair, I wouldn't look
too strange as a blonde. Tracey had brought along his credit card today, to
help me out, money wise.
"Uh, I'd say the platinum," said Tracey as he glanced at the small box of
dye, then to me. "Yes, I think the platinum would suit you fine!"
"Okay!" I cried, as I put the case of hair dye in my nearly full basket.
The day before Tracey and I had gone out and bought me two sets of new
clothes.
One outfit consisted of a tight red halter top, a pair of dark blue jean shorts,
a black sleeveless overcoat with a large hood and a pair of red cut-away
gloves. The second outfit included a pair of brown cargo shorts and a
sleeveless black belly shirt (not unlike my old yellow shirt). Tracey had
also aloud me to buy a pair of black running shoes and a brand new one
strapped, gray backpack.
Quickly, Tracey and I went to pay for the items in my basket, we left the
small store, and slowly headed towards Professor Oaks laboratory.
"Tracey..." I murmured as we walked up the quiet dirt road.
Slowing ever so slightly, Tracey gazed into my full blue eyes. "Yes, Mist?"
"Well, I just wanted to thank you, for everything. I mean, you even got me
my own license so I can compete for badges, if I wanted to. I want to thank
you for that." The day before he was able to get his hands on an old pokedex
for me. He registered me under a fake name I would be using. "Rubia M. Springleaf".
Kinda corny, if you ask me, but it was the best we could come up with on such
short notice. The pokedex said I was raised in Pallet town by now dead foster
parents, I had no siblings, my birth date was May 14th, that I was 13 years
of age and that I was a water pokemon trainer. All that was needed now, was
a picture, witch would be taken after I had gotten settled into my new
identity.
Professor Oak had gone out of town on some business, and Tracey was left in
charge of the lab, so now was the perfect opportunity to get this done...
"You are very welcome, Misty. I'm just glad I can help!" Tracey was being
very nice about this. I couldn't even imagine what I would have done without
him...
I thought back to the days when Ash, Tracey and myself had been traveling
together. The days that I had been happy, satisfied with a crush on Ash...
"Hey, Misty?" Tracey asked, as we neared the lab.
"Ya?" I asked, as I held the bag full of supplies in front of me.
"Do you wanna eat out tonight, as sort of a celebration of you becoming
'Rubia Springleaf'?"
I thought that was a great idea, and I suppose my wide grin showed it.
"How about we go about, 7:30?" he asked. That gave me four hours to get
ready.
"Fine by me!" I cried, as we entered the lab and were greeted by Togepi.
"Brrrreeeee!" the little egg pokemon cried happily, as he clung onto my left
leg. Smiling, I lifted the pokemon, and placed him in my arms. "Tog- toge!"
he said as it snuggled into my shirt, and started to purr affectionately.
"Oh, how I will miss you, Togepi..." I whispered into his ear. I had no choice
but to leave him behind with Tracey, not that I was worried, mind you. I had
faith that Tracey would make Togepi happy.
"Brrriiiiiii..."
"It's to dangerous to come with me, Togepi. I'm sure you will be happy here
at the lab, with Tracey."
Tears were now filling the little pokemon's eyes, and I placed the bag I was
carrying in Tracey's arm. I walked outside, to hopefully calm the little
pokemon. "Please don't cry, Togepi. You know I love you, and I don't want
anything to happen to you. I don't want you to grow up living with a girl
who is hiding her own identity, concealing her personality. Running away.
Please understand, that is no life for a baby pokemon. I will be leaving you
with Tracey, so don't worry. You like Tracey, don't you?" The child nodded
his little head in response, so I continued. "Well, would it make you feel
better if I left one of my other pokemon here with you? To take care of you?"
Togepi nodded once more, and his tears were now subsiding. "And how about if
I come back every once and a while to see how you are doing?" The little egg
smiled weakly, and hugged my neck as best it could with its little arms.
Smiling, I hugged him back.
I went back inside, now that Togepi's tears had been dried, and walked slowly
to my room. As I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of wild flowers
that Togepi and I had picked to lighten up the room a few days ago. I smiled,
and placed Togepi on the large futon maitres. I then noticed that the white
bag with the hair dye was laying on the chair by the window. 'Thanks, Tracey...'
I thought, as I picked up the hair dye, and turned to Togepi.
"Do you want to help me dye my hair, Togepi?"
"Brrrrrriiiiiiiiii!" he cried happily, and we walked to the bathroom.
'How will life be like as a blonde...?' I mused as Togepi and I walked into
the nearest bathroom.
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Esylie: Yes, I know, this chapter didn't really have much in it... Oh well.
The next chapter will be better! ^_^ Please R&R! If you have any suggestions,
please e-mail me at 'waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com' Thanks for reading!
~~Esylie Reechan~~