Valco: YAY!! FanFic is FINALLY behaving!!
Vita: Um, trainer dearest... don't you think maybe you just weren't saving the files right?
Valco: * hits Vita with a mallet rivaling that of Misty's * Oh, I'm sorry, did you say something?
Vita: * eyes swirling * No, nothing...
Bob and Lanturn: * sweatdrops *
Valco: * looking smug * WEll, now that that's taken care of, how about I formally introduce everyone? This *points to Vita, still on the floor* is Vita, my newly evolved Tyranitar. This *points to Lanturn, who is wary of the mallet she still carries* is Lanturn, aka Marschal, my boyfriend. *Lanturn waves while Vita finally picks herself up* And that *points to Bob* is Bob, my boyfriend's Slowking.
Vita: Who stands no chance against me.
Bob: *fuming* What? Wanna bet, big and scaly?
Vita: *stomps foot down and assumes battle pose* Yeah, Fish-for-brains!
Bob: Spike butt!
Vita: Shell head!
Lanturn and Valco: *sigh*
Valco: Will you two at least do your jobs?
Vita: *turns to audience* We don't own anything. *turns back to Bob* At least I wasn't named after a laptop! (Valco's note: don't ask... lets just say Bob isn't only a Slowking)
Bob: *to Vita* Well, at least I had the brainpower nessecary to be considered! *turns to audience* don't stick around, just read. This could get messy.
Vita: C'mere, you little...
Chapter Two: The Rivalry Begins
As Professor Elm, Kory and I sat there staring at each other and this newfound Kanaun, who would walk in but Paul Somme.
Paul Somme, yes, that's a name I dislike… around 5 foot 3 with spiky tan hair and an attitude to match, Paul liked nothing more than training his father's Pokemon. I used to watch him do it, but as I grew older and learned more and more about Pokemon, I found his training style distasteful, like it wasn't the Pokemon, but it's level that mattered. He would battle his father's cast offs until they were strong enough to defeat the toughest opponent, and that included his dad's Charizard.
"I thought I heard…" Paul's eyes grew wide as they fell on the Kanaun, and he burst out with, "That's my starter Pokemon!"
I jumped to my feet. There was NO way Paul was getting his hands on the poor thing! "Sorry, Paul, but it's already taken!"
Poor Elm and Kory didn't even know what was going on yet. "Um, uh, well, Paul, that isn't a starter Pokemon, anyway, and uh…" Elm trailed off as Paul crossed to me.
"I don't care, Professor, you just gotta let me train this one!" He stared deeply into the Kanaun's eyes, and it grew continually wary.
"Sorry, Paul, but as I said before, I'M starting with it!" I jutted out my chin in a fashion that normally told any opponent they weren't going to win, but Paul just kept on coming.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Nicole, but you haven't applied to become a trainer yet. And besides, your dad would never let you start a journey."
Now, I had to admit that he had a point there. Dad wouldn't let me out of his sight with a Pokemon of my own, and there was no way I was going to let him tag along… So, I thought to myself, I just won't tell him.
"Yeah, well, my mom will! And besides, Elm said she wasn't a starter anyway!" I stuck my tongue out at Paul, and to my delight Kanaun followed suit. With out warning, Kanaun jumped out of my arms and climbed onto my shoulders. From that perch, she started surveying the room and its occupants, then, apparently satisfied with her choice for a trainer, curled up around my neck and closed her eyes.
I giggled, which brought an immediate response from Paul: One of total disgust.
"Nicole," stated an amused Professor Elm, "perhaps we should go about what you are here for. Oh and Paul," Elm turned to the cocky boy, "you may come along and choose a beginner Pokemon. We have a new choice."
Paul's face lit up as he eyed Kanaun, but his hopes were dashed when Elm added, "And no, it's not the one you think."
"Then what kind of Pokemon is the new choice, Professor?" asked Paul. I didn't exactly like the glint in his eye, and hoped Elm wouldn't let him choose the poor thing.
"Well, we have the three usual ones, Chikorita, Cyndaquil and Totodile, and we also have a special one here." Elm held a brown and white Pokeball. He tapped the small dot in the center to release the Pokemon it held. What should appear but…
"Wow! A Tyrogue!" Paul was beside himself. "I've always wanted to train one of those!" He grabbed the Pokemon, who, having never met Paul before, let out a happy "Ty!" Both Kanaun and I were amazed that Paul had it so totally fooled as to his personality.
"I want this one!" Paul shouted. Then he looked back at Kanaun, and it immediately started to squirm on my shoulders. "That is," he continued, "if I can't have that one."
"You most certainly may not!" I huffed. Elm nodded his head and added, "It seems this Kanaun has decided who will keep it. Nicole, will you train it for me? And tell me if anything happens, like it evolving?"
I couldn't believe my ears! "Of course I will! Thank you, Professor Elm!"
Elm chuckled and murmured, "Don't thank me, thank Kanaun!"
He turned to Paul and led him off to give him the things he'd need to be a Pokemon trainer. I sat down and played with a very happy Kanaun. I had just decided on a name for it when Elm came back in.
"Well, Nicole, I have some business for you to help me with."
I looked up in surprise. "You mean besides taking care of this Kanaun?"
Elm chuckled a bit. "Actually, Kanaun here was an afterthought. I would like you to retrieve something special for me, Nicole. And seeing as you have a Pokemon, you probably won't be needing another."
"Um, Elm," cut in Kory, "don't you think we should see if it even has any attacks? I mean, it wouldn't do to leave Nicole stranded with a Pokemon that can't fight."
"Hmm, yes, good point Kory." Elm led us outside to a Pokemon battlefield. "Kory, will you use that colored Caterpie you caught the other day? It didn't seem to be too high of a level."
Kory smiled as he brought out a Pokeball, which I swiftly identified as a Friend Ball. I had heard that it makes Pokemon like you better when you catch them. "Sure, Professor, I'd be happy to!"
Kanaun jumped down from my arms as Kory let the Caterpie out. She suddenly grew serious as her foe materialized. The battle was on!
*Vita and Bob can be seen in the background in an out-and-out Pokemon war, while Valco and Lanturn stand by, fixing everything they break thruogh the wonderful powers given to them as FF.net authors*
Valco: WILL YOU TWO STOP???
Vita and Bob: Why should we??
Lanturn: Because you're destroying Valco's room!!
*Vita and Bob look at each other and shrug*
Bob: So?
*Valco gets red in the face*
Lanturn: Uh... oh...
*Valco pulls out her mallet and holds it like a Samuri warrior's sword*
Vita and Bob: +_+'
Lanturn: *blocks the view of Vita and Bob suddenly needing a strecher and ride to the local Pokemon Center* You didn't see that... k?
Valco: Ok, I'm feeling much better now. *turns to Bob and Vita* Now, when you two recover, you can help FIX my ROOM! *wipes hands off on her pants, smiles sweetly and leave the room*
Vita: I think we got off lucky...
Bob: Yeah...
Vita: Um, trainer dearest... don't you think maybe you just weren't saving the files right?
Valco: * hits Vita with a mallet rivaling that of Misty's * Oh, I'm sorry, did you say something?
Vita: * eyes swirling * No, nothing...
Bob and Lanturn: * sweatdrops *
Valco: * looking smug * WEll, now that that's taken care of, how about I formally introduce everyone? This *points to Vita, still on the floor* is Vita, my newly evolved Tyranitar. This *points to Lanturn, who is wary of the mallet she still carries* is Lanturn, aka Marschal, my boyfriend. *Lanturn waves while Vita finally picks herself up* And that *points to Bob* is Bob, my boyfriend's Slowking.
Vita: Who stands no chance against me.
Bob: *fuming* What? Wanna bet, big and scaly?
Vita: *stomps foot down and assumes battle pose* Yeah, Fish-for-brains!
Bob: Spike butt!
Vita: Shell head!
Lanturn and Valco: *sigh*
Valco: Will you two at least do your jobs?
Vita: *turns to audience* We don't own anything. *turns back to Bob* At least I wasn't named after a laptop! (Valco's note: don't ask... lets just say Bob isn't only a Slowking)
Bob: *to Vita* Well, at least I had the brainpower nessecary to be considered! *turns to audience* don't stick around, just read. This could get messy.
Vita: C'mere, you little...
Chapter Two: The Rivalry Begins
As Professor Elm, Kory and I sat there staring at each other and this newfound Kanaun, who would walk in but Paul Somme.
Paul Somme, yes, that's a name I dislike… around 5 foot 3 with spiky tan hair and an attitude to match, Paul liked nothing more than training his father's Pokemon. I used to watch him do it, but as I grew older and learned more and more about Pokemon, I found his training style distasteful, like it wasn't the Pokemon, but it's level that mattered. He would battle his father's cast offs until they were strong enough to defeat the toughest opponent, and that included his dad's Charizard.
"I thought I heard…" Paul's eyes grew wide as they fell on the Kanaun, and he burst out with, "That's my starter Pokemon!"
I jumped to my feet. There was NO way Paul was getting his hands on the poor thing! "Sorry, Paul, but it's already taken!"
Poor Elm and Kory didn't even know what was going on yet. "Um, uh, well, Paul, that isn't a starter Pokemon, anyway, and uh…" Elm trailed off as Paul crossed to me.
"I don't care, Professor, you just gotta let me train this one!" He stared deeply into the Kanaun's eyes, and it grew continually wary.
"Sorry, Paul, but as I said before, I'M starting with it!" I jutted out my chin in a fashion that normally told any opponent they weren't going to win, but Paul just kept on coming.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Nicole, but you haven't applied to become a trainer yet. And besides, your dad would never let you start a journey."
Now, I had to admit that he had a point there. Dad wouldn't let me out of his sight with a Pokemon of my own, and there was no way I was going to let him tag along… So, I thought to myself, I just won't tell him.
"Yeah, well, my mom will! And besides, Elm said she wasn't a starter anyway!" I stuck my tongue out at Paul, and to my delight Kanaun followed suit. With out warning, Kanaun jumped out of my arms and climbed onto my shoulders. From that perch, she started surveying the room and its occupants, then, apparently satisfied with her choice for a trainer, curled up around my neck and closed her eyes.
I giggled, which brought an immediate response from Paul: One of total disgust.
"Nicole," stated an amused Professor Elm, "perhaps we should go about what you are here for. Oh and Paul," Elm turned to the cocky boy, "you may come along and choose a beginner Pokemon. We have a new choice."
Paul's face lit up as he eyed Kanaun, but his hopes were dashed when Elm added, "And no, it's not the one you think."
"Then what kind of Pokemon is the new choice, Professor?" asked Paul. I didn't exactly like the glint in his eye, and hoped Elm wouldn't let him choose the poor thing.
"Well, we have the three usual ones, Chikorita, Cyndaquil and Totodile, and we also have a special one here." Elm held a brown and white Pokeball. He tapped the small dot in the center to release the Pokemon it held. What should appear but…
"Wow! A Tyrogue!" Paul was beside himself. "I've always wanted to train one of those!" He grabbed the Pokemon, who, having never met Paul before, let out a happy "Ty!" Both Kanaun and I were amazed that Paul had it so totally fooled as to his personality.
"I want this one!" Paul shouted. Then he looked back at Kanaun, and it immediately started to squirm on my shoulders. "That is," he continued, "if I can't have that one."
"You most certainly may not!" I huffed. Elm nodded his head and added, "It seems this Kanaun has decided who will keep it. Nicole, will you train it for me? And tell me if anything happens, like it evolving?"
I couldn't believe my ears! "Of course I will! Thank you, Professor Elm!"
Elm chuckled and murmured, "Don't thank me, thank Kanaun!"
He turned to Paul and led him off to give him the things he'd need to be a Pokemon trainer. I sat down and played with a very happy Kanaun. I had just decided on a name for it when Elm came back in.
"Well, Nicole, I have some business for you to help me with."
I looked up in surprise. "You mean besides taking care of this Kanaun?"
Elm chuckled a bit. "Actually, Kanaun here was an afterthought. I would like you to retrieve something special for me, Nicole. And seeing as you have a Pokemon, you probably won't be needing another."
"Um, Elm," cut in Kory, "don't you think we should see if it even has any attacks? I mean, it wouldn't do to leave Nicole stranded with a Pokemon that can't fight."
"Hmm, yes, good point Kory." Elm led us outside to a Pokemon battlefield. "Kory, will you use that colored Caterpie you caught the other day? It didn't seem to be too high of a level."
Kory smiled as he brought out a Pokeball, which I swiftly identified as a Friend Ball. I had heard that it makes Pokemon like you better when you catch them. "Sure, Professor, I'd be happy to!"
Kanaun jumped down from my arms as Kory let the Caterpie out. She suddenly grew serious as her foe materialized. The battle was on!
*Vita and Bob can be seen in the background in an out-and-out Pokemon war, while Valco and Lanturn stand by, fixing everything they break thruogh the wonderful powers given to them as FF.net authors*
Valco: WILL YOU TWO STOP???
Vita and Bob: Why should we??
Lanturn: Because you're destroying Valco's room!!
*Vita and Bob look at each other and shrug*
Bob: So?
*Valco gets red in the face*
Lanturn: Uh... oh...
*Valco pulls out her mallet and holds it like a Samuri warrior's sword*
Vita and Bob: +_+'
Lanturn: *blocks the view of Vita and Bob suddenly needing a strecher and ride to the local Pokemon Center* You didn't see that... k?
Valco: Ok, I'm feeling much better now. *turns to Bob and Vita* Now, when you two recover, you can help FIX my ROOM! *wipes hands off on her pants, smiles sweetly and leave the room*
Vita: I think we got off lucky...
Bob: Yeah...