Japanese Title: Fire In Ice! A Day Off Turns Revealing!
Translation: Faia In Aisu! Ato Dei Ofu Gyakuten Arawasu!
By: Pro_V
"This is getting us no where, Eevy," Will shivered, "Not only is this roof ice cold, but it's pitch bloody black too!"
"It's just the roof, Will," Eevy rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Wait a minute, is the great William Logos, Major Master of Psychics, afraid of the dark?" she turned around and looked at him, arms crossed and a sly grin.
"No! Absolutely not! I love the dark!" he jumped, "I just hate this place! It bugs me and it always has!"
"I happen to like it," she shook her head pointedly and turned around again.
"Ever tried looking over the edge? Makes me heave just thinking about it," he leaned over the edge and prepared, "I'm not kidding."
"Big baby," she sighed, "There's nothing to worry about!" she started towards the edge and started her next phrase while beginning too look over the edge, "It's just a couple of st-st-My God! We're up high!" she scampered back a step.
"I told you," Will spit over the edge, "It makes me sick to think of accidentally tripping or snagging on a nail and falling…over the edge…Landing smack dab…on the pavement…all the way…down…down there," he swallowed hard and inched away from the edge, "I hate it up here!"
"I don't like this house anymore," Eevy's skin started to crawl.
Eevy and Will both faced away from each other, stepping back towards the center of the roof. They bumped into each other's backs and both shot up straight. The wind was whistling wildly and was almost howling. It was as if the breeze pulled along dozens of anguished and hateful souls in its wake. Like the spirits screamed out to their assassins and greedy relatives about what eternal torment they were undergoing wherever they wound up in the afterlife. Eevy reached back without thinking and snatched Will's hands. Both felt the other was ice cold and held hands tightly, trying to forget these painful noises and unholy shrieks. Eevy felt a chill roar up her spine and straightened just as Will did. Rubeus was watching; they could feel it in their bones. An icy cold that almost burned it was so frigid was tearing them apart from within. The wind slowly subsided and drifted off, taking the screams and wails with it. The chill passed and Will and Eevy loosened. They stayed in their position one minute more to ensure whatever happened wasn't going to happen again. After a moment, they both sighed and stepped away.
"I vote to go in. All in favor!" Will raised his hand and said six 'I', each in a different tone, with Eevy doing the same in front of him, "Let's go!" he snatched her wrist and barreled through the door, slamming it shut behind him.
"I did really hear that, right? Whatever it was," Eevy panted and leaned on the stairwell wall.
"Yeah, you sure did. I think it was Peter, but you never know around here," Will swallowed hard and blinked a few times, "Whatever it was, I've never heard anything quite like it, nor do I ever wish to again."
"You and me both," she shivered and stood up while leaning on the wall, "It was deeply freaky no matter what it was."
"Let's go back downstairs and sit for a while. I think I need a drink."
"Not me! One was enough for my lifetime!"
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"What happened to you?" Ash shot up at the sight of the pale Will and Eevy slouching in the door, "You look like ghosts!"
"Or like you just saw one," Misty shook, "You didn't…did you?"
"We don't know what it was," Eevy flopped down in Lance's lap, "And I never want to find out either."
"That bad?" Morty gulped, "On the roof? In the hall? Where?"
"On the roof," Will leaned back in the chair, lifting the front legs from the floor, "The most unnatural of noises I've ever heard. Like dead animals screaming for mercy during their eternal torment."
"Exactly," Eevy nodded, "The most unpleasant thing ever to hit my ears. Wailing and screaming carried through the wind like it was all stuck on the tail of a runaway kite. It was almost sickening to listen to it."
Vic shivered enough that her shaking was visible, "I hate that roof! There's just something wrong about it!"
"We know," Will nodded slowly and stiffly, "Trust me, we know."
"What are you all doing in here anyway?" Eevy suddenly turned a bit more sane again, "You're supposed to be outside, watching for Peter. Why aren't you?"
"Give it a rest, Eevy," Eusine sighed, "You and Morty both need to calm down a bit. We were out there all day long and didn't spot one thing."
"Yeah," Victor nodded agreeably, "He's obviously hiding out somewhere and waiting for us to give up. I say we do give up and wait for him to come to us."
"It'd probably be quicker, that's for sure," Brock yawned, "Besides, it's getting late anyway, and in these pitch black nights it'd be impossible to see him."
"He'd be just another piece of darkened landscape," Rachel shrugged, "I say we all get some rest, Poke'Balls ready, and just goof off tomorrow."
"Yeah, we'll keep our Pokemon with us, and if he shows up, we'll just blast him one," Beth snickered, "Demised Champion or not, he's still really only human."
"You guys are nuts!" Eevy jumped, "Absolutely nuts! You're just going to let that joker get away with this!"
"Calm down!" Lance snatched her wrist, "We're not letting him get away with anything! Just sit and be still! You need to calm down!"
"Calm down? Calm down?! How the hell do you expect me to calm down when there's some weirdo maniac after my very existence?!"
"I don't know, but you've got to find a way. There's no way you can keep going with your blood pressure so high! Go to bed and we'll decide what to do in the morning."
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"'Go to bed' they say. 'Get some rest' they say. Like it's really going to help!" Eevy slammed down on the bed, still dressed, "They're nuts! I can't sleep! How am I supposed to sleep when there's a raving ego maniac out there trying to ensure I never live to see another day?!"
"Just go to sleep," Medira shook her head, "You've got to get some fraction of some version of rest, and sleeping is obviously the best and most common way. Just lay down, close your eyes, and snore!"
"Then why are you in here? Go sleep with Jason or something!" Eevy planted her face in the pillow.
"Hey! Don't go there!" Medira huffed and scowled, "I don't bug you about Lance, though after that comment I probably should."
"Yeah, whatever," it was a muffled answer which probably contained one of the many four-letter words Eevy was accustomed to, but her face was still in the pillow.
"Look, there's no sign of Peter anywhere! You've said so, Will's said so, and everybody who was watching all day said so! He's probably hiding and planning, so just let it fly for now."
"You tell me he's hiding and planning, then tell me to let it fly," Eevy rolled over and scowled, "After that cheery note, sure, I can just let it fly. What are you? Insane?"
"Just calm yourself! We'll all be just fine. But, you need to sleep. So just go to bed and stay there till morning. We'll all shirk our work a bit tomorrow and just keep our Poke'Balls read for use. All right?"
"Yeah, I suppose. Maybe I could use a little time to lounge."
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"You alive in there?" Lance asked, flailing his hand in front of Eevy's face.
"What? Oh! Yeah, I'm fine!" Eevy burst out of her staring contest with the wall, "Just dazed."
"What are we doing today?" Beth tried to keep the conversation with Eevy flowing.
"There's an ice park down in the City," Jason jumped in, "I thought maybe we could go skating. They have sledding and skiing there too and stuff."
"It would be the perfect place to keep your plan going if he happens to show up too, Eevy," Rachel pointed out, "With all that snow and ice-"
"And what about all the people?" Eevy burst, "All the innocent bystanders that would be around? You'd be putting them all in even more danger than we're in!"
"But we'd all be there to watch out for them," Medira crossed her legs, "You're being paranoid. There's no reason to be and you know it."
"Oh, OK. There's an absolute spazzoid running around after me and everyone I associate with, but no, there's nothing to worry about at all."
"Yes, but Eevy," Morty pointed out, "There's only one of Peter and nearly two-dozen of us."
"Yeah, I suppose I can believe that," Eevy swallowed, "I suppose…"
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"I love ice!" Luri smiled wide, "Such a beautifully soothing shade of cool blue," she just sat at the table with her chin in her hands, "An absolute perfect hue of chilling azure."
"You're a psycho," Beth muttered.
"I think it's beautiful!" Mizu was bubbling over in happiness, "So perfect in cerulean coloration."
"I think it's magnificent!" Misty burst with hearts practically popping from her head, "Calming and soothing in its prussian perfection."
Eusine, Ash and Will looked at each other blankly, "Uh…right."
"I don't know about the color, but the food suits me fine!" Jason's smile grew wider.
"All you think about is food," Medira frowned and half growled.
"Sounds like Ash," Misty took a break from her bubbling to smile evilly at Ash's scowl.
"Has anybody seen Eevy?" Lance scanned left to right, "Where'd she go?"
Victor was stuffing peanuts in his mouth and tugged on the back of his older brother's shirt, "Hey. Over there," he pointed to his right as Lance turned around.
Lance started heating up in red-hot fury and rolled up his sleeves, "I don't care if it's so cold the water's frozen; that guy's personality is all wet."
"What's up with him?" Rachel tilted her head, "He just exploded all of a sudden."
"Check out the guy in front of Eevy," Sooney snickered and pointed.
Lance's fist slammed down behind Eevy, who didn't even turn around, "What's going on?" Lance's voice was deep and near evil.
"Nothing," Eevy continued giggling with the guy in front of her, "Why?"
"You already know why," his eyes narrowed, "What are you doing?"
"Talking," Eevy scowled, "I can talk if I please, Mr. Elite Fourth. Don't forget; I'm your boss, not the other way around."
"Maybe I should go," Cain turned to leave.
"You don't have to go, Cain. Only Lance's attitude does," Eevy turned around and pulled Lance down to mutter something in his ear, "You know better than to think I'd do such a thing, so just lay off. I'll be over in a bit. Just," she turned his head and kissed him, causing Cain to turn red, (from either anger or embarrassment, no one was sure) "Hang tight," she finished and pushed him away.
"I didn't think the two of you were together after what happened at the party," Cain was still red while staring into his cup, "I mean, that fight you had was pretty bad," he got even redder, "It's not like it really matters to me anyway!" he jumped, "Well, that's not totally true!" he smacked his head on the counter, "Just forget I even started talking."
"Yeah, we're together," she turned slightly red, "We have been for a while now," she slightly turned to look at Lance, "He's a real hard-head sometimes, but he's still a real sweetheart."
"Out of pure curiosity," Cain looked away, "Why did you choose him?" he bit his bottom lip for asking such a question to the Champion Mistress who had turned him down numerous times already.
"Huh?" she looked at him blankly with the left side of her face in her left hand, "Caino, that's not the type of question I'd expect you to ask," she turned slightly annoyed, "As per the answer, because I love him, Cain. I love him a lot. You make a great friend, but Lance is just," she looked back at Lance, "different. You're both so different in some ways. It just wouldn't seem right to think of the two of you with flipped feelings."
"Don't worry about it, Eevy," Cain slouched, "I totally understand and it wasn't really the most polite of questions to ask anyway. I was just being nosey. I'm sorry."
"I'll be going now. Give my best regards to the other Gym Leaders if you see them," she stood and smoothed her skirt, not being used to dressing in such a way, "Even Taylor and Claire," she walked away, leaving him a bit depressed.
"Was that fun for you?" Lance huffed as she approached and sat down on the bench beside him.
"Actually, no," she locked her fingers together in her lap and twiddled her thumbs, "He started asking questions I didn't want to answer, so I left."
"Questions? Like what?"
"Nothing important. Just questions about you and me."
Lance nearly growled at the way she called questions regarding to their relationship 'nothing important', but contained himself and simply narrowed his eyes, "You and me? Oh," he looked off to the other side and stared down at the snow, somewhat depressed, "I suppose you answered him."
"I did," her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly leaned towards him in a shot of movement, leaning over his leg with her hands on his knee, "I'm sorry! Should I have kept my mouth shut?"
He looked back at her and smiled a bit, "Not with me," he leaned down and kissed her, letting his tongue wander.
She wasn't quite expecting that and pulled away quicker than usual, "Sorry," she ran her hand over her mouth.
"Yeah," he repositioned himself and cleared his throat, "Me too."
Eevy shook herself straight a bit and watched her skating friends. She could have sworn the world around her blackened. Every bit of vision she had other than straight in front of her darkened away to the point at which nothing within the blackness could be seen in detail. The scene looked as if to pause as Ash and Misty spun directly into her line of forward vision. The ice beat bright red below them and a sharp pain jammed right through her chest. The fact of what was happening hit her just then. The world unfroze. Eevy sprang up and ran onto the ice.
"Geez…" Lance crossed his arms, "I'm not that bad, am I…?"
"Ash! Misty! Move!" Eevy jumped, tackling directly into Ash and Misty and tumbling away in a muddle of clothes.
The ice where Ash and Misty had been standing cracked and smashed, suddenly melting and bursting into the air as a funnel of flames. Lance shot to his feet with Cain jumping to stand as fast as he could move. The rest of Eevy's group pushed the people from the ice. Eevy groaned and looked below herself at the shaken and stirred Ash and Misty. Both were fine, but scared senseless.
"That's why…" Eevy swallowed, "That's why we couldn't sense him. He was hiding in the ice," she jumped up, "Get up! Get off the ice!" she pulled Ash and Misty to a stand, "Rubeus! Stop the fireworks and come on out!"
The fire dissipated and Peter made his way from the tunnel of ice the fire had created, "I see you finally managed to find me," he shrugged, "Oh well! I'll just have to get rid of you!"
"No you won't!" Eevy reached into her pocket, "Oh shit. Damn! I forgot the Crystal Bell," she bugged wildly and imagined it sitting on her dresser at the Mansion, "Yah!"
"Too bad," Peter smiled evilly, "Looks like you've lost this one once and for all."
"Wrong," Medira barked, "Go for it, Eevy! You can beat him!"
"Really? Yeah right!" he raised his arm and sent a wave of heat at her, "Come on! You can't defeat me!"
"I can and I will!" Eevy hissed, "We'll start with our Pokemon and work our way to each other if we have to!" Eevy bared her Poke'Ball, "Or are you afraid?"
"Afraid?" Peter growled, "A Rubeus is afraid of nothing! I'll take you on, angel-girl! Let's go! I choose! Arcanine!"
"Eevy, are you sure about this?" Luri shivered, "He was hiding in ice without you even knowing it."
"She's sure," Will caught everyone's attention, "I can see it on her face. She can do this."
"Well now," Peter's vision moved to Eevy's right, "The weakling is here along with Lurianna. I guess you just weren't listening when I said I never wanted to see your face again. I tolerated your presence once again in the underground, but now I'm through with you."
"You leave him!" Luri stomped between them, "What you told him was a web of lies! Finish your battle so I can tear you apart!"
"All right," Eevy enlarged the Poke'Ball beneath her cloak, "Go! Jolt Ball!" she tossed it onto the ice, causing it to explode open in electric fury as her Jolteon came forward.
"We'll be making this a three on three," Peter snorted, smoke actually puffing from his nose.
"So be it," Eevy's hair and cape mimicked Will's from the day before, "Begin!" she threw out her arm, revealing a white shirt with mid-arm reaching sleeves, a skirt matching the color of her cloak, a pair of short white boots and short white rolled-wrist gloves, "Go, my Jolteon! Speed up with an Agility, now!"
"Agility as a first move? How desperate are you?" Peter shook his head, "Go, Arcanine! Extreme Speed attack, now!"
Even Lovo, the fastest Pokemon on Eevy's team, couldn't avoid the Extreme Speed slam that Peter's Arcanine released. Lovo yelped and stumbled back, growling and whimpering. He shook his head with a hiss and pounced forward.
"Lovo! Use your Double Kick, now!"
"Arcanine! Use Ember attack!"
Lovo's Double Kick wasn't stopped by the heated strip of melted ice in his path. He simply jumped it and continued forward, swinging and kicking Arcanine in the face. Arcanine stepped away and roared angrily as Peter's smile of out and out delectation for battle melted to a frown of amazed disapproval for this high- kicking Electric- type.
"Go! Use Fire Blast attack, right now!"
"Lovo! Use a Thundering Pin Missile!"
The electricity barreled forward in a sphere of thunder. The lightning tore through the fire, spitting it in two and causing it to disintegrate. Peter's eyes went huge in surprise as the lightning continued moving and crashed into his Arcanine. Arcanine bellowed in pain as the sparks zipped through him. Behind the Paralyzing thunder came the Poisoning and painful Pin Missiles. Arcanine cried out and slammed to his right, sliding a bit on the ice.
"I don't believe it!" Peter shrieked, "How?! How could she do that?!"
Eevy stood defiantly with her right fist on her hip and her left arm hanging down to her side, "You expected less…of the Champion Mistress?" she deliberately emphasized.
"You bitch," Peter's snakish eyes roared red, "Go, Magmar! I choose you!"
"You worked very well, Lovo. Return!" a yellow beam took Lovo over and pulled him back to his Poke'Ball, "I'm very proud of you," she said as she looked at the ball, then replaced it on her belt, "Now I choose you! Sun Ball!"
"All right, Magmar. Let's make this quick! Use your Smokescreen, now!"
"Sovo! Surround yourself with a Barrier-Light Screen!"
It was then that Eevy noticed the crowd, as the entire group was choking on the Smokescreen. Her cloak offered ample protection, but the others didn't have such luck. She had to end this quick and get that Smokescreen away. Sovo was watching side to side, studying for signs of Magmar through the thick black cloud.
"Magmar! Use Fire Punch!" came the hissing voice through the smoke.
"Sovo! Full Light Screen attack, now!" another voice filtered through the black fog.
Magmar slammed Sovo's Light Screen and broke right through it. Sovo's eyes widened quickly in surprise as Magmar slammed a flaming slug into his face. The Espeon yelped and rolled away, whimpering painfully before again standing and preparing to fight.
"What?!" Peter leaned away as he saw the Espeon through the clearing smoke, "How's it standing after that?!"
"And you once called yourself a Champion Master?" Eevy asked in that voice, "That's depressing. Light Screen protects against Special Attacks, you jack-moron! Fire-type attacks are Special Attacks!"
"He didn't know that," Will snickered in her head, "He attacks with brute force, not tactics. You know what you have to do, don't you?"
"You bet I do," she answered him silently and turned on Peter, "Go, Sovo! Use your Double Team attack, now!"
"Magmar, use Flame Wheel!" Peter barked, throwing his arm forward in his command.
Magmar tromped forward, roaring in fiery fury and swinging his tail in circles to trigger and spinning of flames. The Flame Wheel rolled forward, tumbling towards the many Espeon. Sovo had no choice but to stop, as his running room was melted. He trembled and stepped back as the fire flashed forward. There was no escaping it now, and he took the hit head-on.
"No, Sovo!" Eevy screeched as her Pokemon flew through the air into her arms, "You tried your best and I think you did great. Good job. Return!" the purple light from her belt recalled him.
"Yes! I beat it!" Peter cheered, not giving his Magmar even a speck of credit, "One more try, angel-girl! Good luck!"
"All right, devil-boy!" she laughed evilly, again using that voice, "For this final match," a blue Poke'Ball was held by her face, "I choose my water warrior from the Rain Ball!"
The Poke'Ball flew forward, breaking open to reveal a Vaporeon shrieking his utter exasperation with this Demised Master. Peter bared his teeth worriedly and slouched a bit, knowing that no matter what he picked, he was weak to that thing.
"Good choice," he admitted seriously, "I should have known you'd save that for last."
He surprised everyone by the serious congratulating tone he used, "I don't get it," Yuu-Yuu crossed her arms and tilted her head, "He was super cocky just five seconds ago. What gives?"
"He's scared," Jason's grin grew wider than even the winter food had made it grow, "He knows he's weakened by water and he's afraid of what may happen if he loses."
"He really is quite the scaredy-cat," Lance smiled wide, "He may act tough, but deep down he's nothing but a weakling, charging into battle with pure force and a roaring craving for power."
"That's not true at all and you know it!" Peter gnarled, "Shut your trap and try this one! Go, Volcan! I choose you!"
"That's the thing that kidnapped us!" Vic shrieked and catapulted herself to Victor's arm.
Victor, in turn, latched onto Lance's arm, "Save us!" he whined, "That thing freaks us out!"
"Stop it!" Lance shoved them off, "Grow up!"
"Come on, Eevy!" Beth called, "You can beat it! You can do it, Novo!"
"I choose you! Vaporeon!" Rachel released her Vaporeon for who knows what reason, "Cheer them on, Miasma!"
"Why?" Miasma huffed, "Let's go! You can do it! And yadda, yadda, yadda…"
"Miasma?" Novo looked over at her and shook his head, "Whatever," he turned his attention back to the battle.
"OK, Novo. It's just you and me. We've been through worse. Now go!"
"Go, Volcan! Tear it to pieces so we can get this over with!"
"Novo! Use your Blizzard attack!"
"Blizzard? Against us? Oh, please! Go and use Fire Spin!"
The whole area filled up with a snowdrift of freezing proportions. The groups shivered wildly as the wind blew the competitors' hair insanely around their faces. Eevy thought of the Crystal Bell and tried her best to convince herself she could do this without it. Telling herself it was only a bell helped a little, but thinking of the name killed that thought, as Crystal Bell really does sound important. The Fire Spin twisted forward, melting and burning the snow around them. Peter laughed wildly, but Eevy stood straight-faced.
"Come on, angel-girl! Give up now and maybe I'll go easy on you later!" Peter's laugh was wicked and melted the chains holding Eevy's burning rage in check.
"Don't push me!" she suddenly snapped, "I can take care of you if I try hard enough, and right now, I'd say I should!"
"Yes!" Skiff jumped, "Do it!"
"Come on!" Brock cheered, "Take him out!"
"Go, Novo! Let's do this! Use your Agility, now!"
"Volcan! Use your own Agility!"
Both Pokemon swarmed around the ring as fast as they could go. Volcan was slightly slower than Novo, being bigger and a bit heavier. Eevy could feel a plan coming on and her mind was working a mile a minute at devising the strategy and plan of action. Her eye colors were whirling together and her pupils flared an angry burning red as Peter's. The ground around her started breaking, meaning she was reaching her most annoyed state. The more Medira thought about what Peter was up to, the angrier and more worked up she got as well.
"Novo! It's time to end this!" the ground shattered and crumbled, "Use your Quick Attack to knock Volcan off balance!"
Novo rammed forward, slamming into Volcan's chin and popping his head into the air. The raven-black Ninetales reared up and stumbled back, roaring and hissing as it did when Vic kicked his tail and when Morty had bitten him. Novo landed and skidded away, awaiting his orders.
"Now use your Ice Beam!" Eevy started calming, but Medira sure wasn't.
Volcan remained incapacitated for a few seconds, giving Novo the opportunity he needed to blast his Ice Beam out. The beam formed a wall between the Ninetales and his Master and the Vaporeon and his Mistress. Volcan shook himself straight and planted his feet on the ice.
"Oh come on!" Peter huffed, "Give us a challenge at least once!" he sighed and threw out his arm, "Melt that wall and get it out of the way!"
"Big mistake!" Eevy surprised everyone, "Peter, what happens when ice or snow is exposed to heat?"
"It melts. No shit."
"But what does it melt into?"
"W-Oh no. Oh no! Water!" Peter jumped back, "No!"
"Now, Novo! Use your Blizzard to push the water towards them!"
The ice blew forward again, shoving the water towards Volcan and Peter, "It's not enough!" Mizu called over the sound of rushing water, "There's not enough water!"
"I think I can help!" Medira bit her bottom lip, "Come on. I can feel the fire," she put her hand on the ice, but it wasn't cold, "I knew it!" she burst as she put her hand in a puddle of water and looked up, "All right! Go me!"
"She's melting the ice!" Skiff leaned away, "Cool!"
"I think we need your help, Miasma," Rachel looked down at her Vaporeon, "Pick up that water with a Blizzard and throw it at those two jokers!"
"I'm all over it!" Miasma jumped forward and launched her Blizzard, throwing all her power behind it.
"No! Not water! Anything but that!" Peter wailed and jumped away again, "Return, Volcan!" he ran up the bank of snow.
"Going somewhere?" Cain stepped in front of him.
"Get out of my way, you bumbling fool!" Peter snapped as he turned and saw the water approaching, "That water can do a job on you too!"
"Cain, let him run all he likes!" Eevy called, "It won't save him!"
Cain stepped aside and Peter took off, "I used to like that guy," Cain shook his head as the water rushed past.
Peter screamed bloody murder as the water lashed into his back and propelled him forward. He landed face down in the snow somewhere in the distance and the group paused for a moment, not believing they just beat Peter Rubeus.
"You did it!" Sooney flailed, "You beat him!"
"Don't be so sure," Cain called and stood looking down at where Peter had landed.
The group filed over and looked down. There was a definite imprint; he had landed there and melting snow to prove it was him, but no Rubeus could be found. He had escaped yet again.
"I don't believe it," Eevy slouched, "I beat you, Rubeus!" she called into the wind, "Accept it!"
"What a dirty little rodent…" Jason growled, "But something good did come of it."
"Yeah! I can melt stuff!" Medira jumped, "I have fire power!"
"You're like a female half of Rubeus. Color of dress and all," Vic snickered before Medira leaned into her face with a huge scowl.
Eevy released her Pokemon and sighed, "He's still out there, guys. Somewhere."
"That really bites," Yovo yawned, "Oh no! It's her!" he flailed and indicated Miasma, "That Vaporeon from the other day!"
"My name's Miasma, thank you very much," Miasma snorted.
"Miasma? Lame name!" Zovo laughed wildly.
"Like Zovo is so much better?"
"Hey!" Vovo held Zovo off, "Ain't worth my time anyway."
"I must admit, you did good, I suppose," Miasma wrapped her tail around herself and narrowed her eyes at Novo, "Good Blizzard and a nice Ice Beam, I guess."
Novo cocked his eyebrow, "If you say so."
"And I do," she stood up and gave him some kind of Vaporeon kiss, "You can call me Mia," she turned and jumped on Rachel's shoulder, who had been facing away the whole time.
Novo's usually blue complexion was oddly red and got redder at the noises his brothers and father were making, "Hey! Shut up, you guys!" he turned and barked, "It's not funny!"
The group took off as Novo ran after them, blasting at them with Ice Beam, "You did great, Eevy," Lance smiled wide, "Even without the Crystal Bell."
"I guess I am a bit stronger than I first presumed," she reddened and smiled about half a smile, "I'm sorry about before. You know-"
"Yeah, I know," he cut her off and shrugged nervously, "I shouldn't be so pushy."
"It's nothing like that! You just surprised me, is all. I wasn't expecting it."
"Well," he swallowed, "Expect it now then," he turned and kissed her again, once more letting his tongue pass from his mouth to hers; but this time, she let him.
The Next Chronicle:
Flames & Friendships
Notes
Told you this one was worse. Bad, horribly, painfully worse. But, hey, at least you're getting into what the story's all about; warped, twisted, messed-up rivalries and "romance". Now, if you'll excuse me, I should probably go get my head examined...Or something... o0O0o0O0o
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