lurrien
seg two
"You two know each other?" Chick said. I paid no attention to her blather at first until I realized she was looking at me and Pooch. Then I was taken aback. She noticed? How did she know?
Secretly, I was impressed that Miss Trainer Chick must've picked up on the subtle cues Pooch and I shot at each other when we first saw one another, but I played dumb and didn't say nothin'.
She shrugged and turned her palms upwards, waiting for an answer. "Well?"
Impatient little brat. I wondered if I was older than her. Not likely. Humans are kids longer than some of us Pokemon have lifespans.
Anyway, Pooch nodded but I kept my game face. I coulda whacked him one. Planned on it too, soon as Chick wasn't looking.
"Huh. Well. Nice to've caught two Poochyenas who already know each other, eh? You can keep each other company in case the rest of this crew don't like ya," she snickered, indicating her other three Pokemon. The others all shot weird looks at her.
"I'm just kidding, guys," she said, looking away. I whacked Pooch one.
"Ow! Whadja do that for, sister?"
"And whadja tell 'er for, sister?" I call him sister when I'm pissed at him. Usually because he calls me sister first.
"Why wouldja _not_ want me to tell her?"
"Maybe 'cause I don't like her."
He shrugged. "Suit'cherself. She's good kid."
That stunned me. Something cold clutched at my heart. Pooch _liked_ this. He wanted to be Trainer Chick's handmaid Pokemon!
I talked real slow. "What happened to you?"
"Nothin'."
"Don't tell me that."
"Whaddya want me to tell you?"
I couldn't say anything.
"Give it a try," he said. "You'll see. It's not the end of the world. It's not like we thought it was."
"I'm not gonna submit to being a slave-servant to--"
"That's not how it is. Trust me, Lady."
I wanted to trust him. For almost all our lives we'd been friends. He wasn't stupid.
But...
Our love of the wild freedom had been our bond and our treasure. We'd sworn to each other that if either of us were ever captured by a trainer clone, we'd escape and make our way back to the wilds where we lived. We'd _promised_ each other! And now I finally know where he's been for the past few days. Under the service of Trainer Chick. Influenced by her trainer-clone, pokemon-are-here-to-serve-humans ideas. Possibly. Maybe not. Like I said, he wasn't stupid. I wanted to believe that he must've decided on his own that it wasn't so bad after all, like he was telling me. I wanted to trust him.
But...
I just shut up. And looked away. He didn't say anything else to me, for now.
seg two
"You two know each other?" Chick said. I paid no attention to her blather at first until I realized she was looking at me and Pooch. Then I was taken aback. She noticed? How did she know?
Secretly, I was impressed that Miss Trainer Chick must've picked up on the subtle cues Pooch and I shot at each other when we first saw one another, but I played dumb and didn't say nothin'.
She shrugged and turned her palms upwards, waiting for an answer. "Well?"
Impatient little brat. I wondered if I was older than her. Not likely. Humans are kids longer than some of us Pokemon have lifespans.
Anyway, Pooch nodded but I kept my game face. I coulda whacked him one. Planned on it too, soon as Chick wasn't looking.
"Huh. Well. Nice to've caught two Poochyenas who already know each other, eh? You can keep each other company in case the rest of this crew don't like ya," she snickered, indicating her other three Pokemon. The others all shot weird looks at her.
"I'm just kidding, guys," she said, looking away. I whacked Pooch one.
"Ow! Whadja do that for, sister?"
"And whadja tell 'er for, sister?" I call him sister when I'm pissed at him. Usually because he calls me sister first.
"Why wouldja _not_ want me to tell her?"
"Maybe 'cause I don't like her."
He shrugged. "Suit'cherself. She's good kid."
That stunned me. Something cold clutched at my heart. Pooch _liked_ this. He wanted to be Trainer Chick's handmaid Pokemon!
I talked real slow. "What happened to you?"
"Nothin'."
"Don't tell me that."
"Whaddya want me to tell you?"
I couldn't say anything.
"Give it a try," he said. "You'll see. It's not the end of the world. It's not like we thought it was."
"I'm not gonna submit to being a slave-servant to--"
"That's not how it is. Trust me, Lady."
I wanted to trust him. For almost all our lives we'd been friends. He wasn't stupid.
But...
Our love of the wild freedom had been our bond and our treasure. We'd sworn to each other that if either of us were ever captured by a trainer clone, we'd escape and make our way back to the wilds where we lived. We'd _promised_ each other! And now I finally know where he's been for the past few days. Under the service of Trainer Chick. Influenced by her trainer-clone, pokemon-are-here-to-serve-humans ideas. Possibly. Maybe not. Like I said, he wasn't stupid. I wanted to believe that he must've decided on his own that it wasn't so bad after all, like he was telling me. I wanted to trust him.
But...
I just shut up. And looked away. He didn't say anything else to me, for now.