Authoress: Well, here is another story of me and my Pokemon. Have you ever
thought what it may have been like if Pokemon were real? Freaky. I mean,
how would you feel if some mouse thing decided to shock you? I would be
scared. And run away. Screaming.
Another thing, I had writer's block when I began to write this chapter...
so... it may start off a bit... stupid. And probably ent a bit... stupid.
Disclaimer: Refer to chapter one. I don't want to write it again.
Chapter two. Who the heck is that?
Fire yawned widely and stretched as she awoke the next morning. Her back cracked. Maybe sleeping under the stars wasn't exactly the best choice. Oh well. Hard luck. Cinder was curled up, asleep, ON the fire. Or what was left of it. Fire rolled up her sleeping bag and put it back in her backpack. After she had wrestled with the infernal zipper, and the backpack was closed, she hurled the thing on her back.
Cinder was already awake, and ready to leave, looking kind of impatient as she watched her trainer fight with her backpack. When the girl finally did start to walk, Cinder was right there by her feet. They walked back through the miniature forest to Cherrygrove, and through the small town, though not before buying a few supplies at the Pokemart.
As they walked along the small road, Fire noticed some slight movement in the tall grass next to her. Thinking it was the wind, she just kept moving, totally oblivious to the fact that she was being followed by someone. Someone very, very strange.
Fire sat down on the side of the trail, rummaging through her backpack for the creation she called lunch. Finding her prize, she pulled it out of the backpack, opened the bag it was in, and started to eat.
Cinder looked at the food longingly, her stomach growling softly. She knew she wouldn't get to eat that, but she wished that Fire would have remembered to grab some Pokemon food out of there as well... she decided that fire needed a little motivation. She went to sit right in front of her trainer, staring at her.
Fire noticed, slightly annoyed, that Cinder was staring at her. For a long time.
Cinder kept staring. And staring. Fire's food was almost gone. Maybe then she would remember...
Fire knew that Cinder was only this annoying when she wanted something badly. She stared right back. And thought.... then it dawned on her. 'You idiot, you forgot about Cinder's food! STUPID!' She rummaged through the backpack until she found the plastic bag that held the little pellet things that Pokemon eat. Unzipping it, she took out three large pieces of food and set them in front of cinder.
Cinder squealed in delight. She hadn't thought that she would get her food BEFORE Fire finished eating! She started to munch on her food contentedly. Mmmm... food.
Their lunch was done, and they had been walking for about a half an hour, when out of nowhere popped a strange person. A very, very strange person. The person who had been following them since before lunch.
"I challenge you to a Pokemon match!" Yelled the very very strange person. She was dressed in very very strange clothing, perfect for a very very strange person. She was wearing a shirt that sported little green aliens and weather balloons on the back, and she was wearing jeans (well, jeans aren't very very strange. But the shirt...), she had on blue suede shoes with white stripes, and she wore a ski hat. Not a ski mask that covered your entire face, but just a hat. That you might use to ski in.
Fire stood there, blinking. "Who the heck are you?!"
There you go. Chapter 2. I hope you like it, it was very hard to think of considering I had a major case of writer's block. Most of the clothes in here will be real outfits. The outfit the Strange Person is wearing is real. Just like mine is. I will try to think of a (maybe) longer and better chapter next time. I don't quite know what to do with the Strange Person, perhaps you could give me ideas? I also decided I'm not going to write another chapter until I get reviews from at least 3 different people. So... if you read this, arigatou and see you later.
Disclaimer: Refer to chapter one. I don't want to write it again.
Chapter two. Who the heck is that?
Fire yawned widely and stretched as she awoke the next morning. Her back cracked. Maybe sleeping under the stars wasn't exactly the best choice. Oh well. Hard luck. Cinder was curled up, asleep, ON the fire. Or what was left of it. Fire rolled up her sleeping bag and put it back in her backpack. After she had wrestled with the infernal zipper, and the backpack was closed, she hurled the thing on her back.
Cinder was already awake, and ready to leave, looking kind of impatient as she watched her trainer fight with her backpack. When the girl finally did start to walk, Cinder was right there by her feet. They walked back through the miniature forest to Cherrygrove, and through the small town, though not before buying a few supplies at the Pokemart.
As they walked along the small road, Fire noticed some slight movement in the tall grass next to her. Thinking it was the wind, she just kept moving, totally oblivious to the fact that she was being followed by someone. Someone very, very strange.
Fire sat down on the side of the trail, rummaging through her backpack for the creation she called lunch. Finding her prize, she pulled it out of the backpack, opened the bag it was in, and started to eat.
Cinder looked at the food longingly, her stomach growling softly. She knew she wouldn't get to eat that, but she wished that Fire would have remembered to grab some Pokemon food out of there as well... she decided that fire needed a little motivation. She went to sit right in front of her trainer, staring at her.
Fire noticed, slightly annoyed, that Cinder was staring at her. For a long time.
Cinder kept staring. And staring. Fire's food was almost gone. Maybe then she would remember...
Fire knew that Cinder was only this annoying when she wanted something badly. She stared right back. And thought.... then it dawned on her. 'You idiot, you forgot about Cinder's food! STUPID!' She rummaged through the backpack until she found the plastic bag that held the little pellet things that Pokemon eat. Unzipping it, she took out three large pieces of food and set them in front of cinder.
Cinder squealed in delight. She hadn't thought that she would get her food BEFORE Fire finished eating! She started to munch on her food contentedly. Mmmm... food.
Their lunch was done, and they had been walking for about a half an hour, when out of nowhere popped a strange person. A very, very strange person. The person who had been following them since before lunch.
"I challenge you to a Pokemon match!" Yelled the very very strange person. She was dressed in very very strange clothing, perfect for a very very strange person. She was wearing a shirt that sported little green aliens and weather balloons on the back, and she was wearing jeans (well, jeans aren't very very strange. But the shirt...), she had on blue suede shoes with white stripes, and she wore a ski hat. Not a ski mask that covered your entire face, but just a hat. That you might use to ski in.
Fire stood there, blinking. "Who the heck are you?!"
There you go. Chapter 2. I hope you like it, it was very hard to think of considering I had a major case of writer's block. Most of the clothes in here will be real outfits. The outfit the Strange Person is wearing is real. Just like mine is. I will try to think of a (maybe) longer and better chapter next time. I don't quite know what to do with the Strange Person, perhaps you could give me ideas? I also decided I'm not going to write another chapter until I get reviews from at least 3 different people. So... if you read this, arigatou and see you later.
