Hanni. . .you must be paaaaaaaaaaatient. ^_~
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~Chapter Five~
"Yada, yada, yada. . ." Mom said dully, while reading over the papers Danielle had given me. "Okay, honey. This sounds fine. You can sign up."
"YAY!" I cried, jumping up and down.
"By the way, where is this championship anyway?" Mom asked.
"Hmmm. . .I don't know," I admitted. "I'll asked Mrs. Mavens tomorrow. Or Shane. Maybe he'll know."
Mom nodded and handed me the bunch of papers she had signed. "Why don't you just give Danielle these papers now, and ask her?"
"Okay!" I cried. I jogged out the door and to the next house. I rang the bell.
Luckily, Danielle answered so I didn't have to waste time with Shane. "Hi," I said. "Mom filled out these papers."
"Oh, good," she said, and took them from my outstretched hand. "That was fast."
"By the way," I started. "Where is the championship being held?"
"Ecruteak City," Mrs. Mavens answered.
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As soon as I got home from delivering the papers, I knew it was dinnertime. I could smell Grandma's homemade chicken wings. My mouth watered just as the thought.
There was also salad to eat. When we all sat down at the table, we each took a bunch of chicken wings and only a little salad.
Mom was starting to shove a forkful of salad in her mouth when she asked, "So, where is that championship? Did you ask?"
"Yeah," I said. I peeled some skin off of a chicken wing. "It's in Ecruteak City."
Mom's face turned about three shades of pale, her mouth dropped open, and her fork fell from her hand, spreading salad all over the table. The dining room plummeted to the quietest I've ever heard it.
"Ec. . .Ecruteak City?" she whispered, taking short, raspy breaths.
"Um, yeah," I said again. "That's what Mrs. Mavens said."
Dad stared at Mom, equally pale. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes big. Mom looked at him and bit her lip.
"Excuse us," Dad said, and Mom and him got up and walked downstairs. I heard a door slam behind them.
I looked at Grandma, who looked shocked. "What was THAT all about?" I asked.
Grandma shook her head, as if she was in trance. "Oh. . .I don't know. Don't know at all."
Her voice was high and squeaky, so I knew she was lying. I decided not to push it. My family has always been mysterious.
Like one time, when I was six, I barged into Mom's room asking for another pillow. Mom had been sitting on her bed holding and staring at something, but as soon as I walked into her room, she shoved the thing under her blanket. She didn't hide it well enough, though, and I saw what I concluded to be a Pokeball.
Or the key that Mom always wears around her neck on a golden chain. Or the three rings that she wears-two golden, and one silver-that have odd snake- like creatures on them. Or the fact that every time she hears the name 'Anthony', she winces.
I took a bite of my chicken wing and stared downstairs. Grandma and I ate in silence, the only noise being our chewing, for about twenty minutes until Dad and Mom finally emerged from downstairs. Some of the color had come back to Mom's face, but now she looked a little. . .excited.
"Mom, what's up?" I asked innocently.
"Nothing, nothing."
I knew she was lying, but once again, I didn't push it.
~*~*~
Right after school, I didn't even go home for a snack. I raced right to Princess and started grooming her.
"I need to get you ready for the championship!" I whispered to her as I used the currycomb. "It's next Saturday!"
Princess snorted and closed her eyes, enjoying the mini-massage she was getting from the currycomb.
I began humming a tune and switched brushes. Princess didn't like the body brush as much, but still stood there and let me brush her.
I was almost done with her stomach when her eyes shot open and she neighed in fear. She reared and nearly killed me stomping down.
"Princess!" I cried. "What's wrong?"
Princess continued to go mad. I was afraid I was seriously going to get hurt, so I opened her stall door, and to my surprise, Princess shot out so fast I was sure she was going to evolve on the spot. She ran across three rings and to some trees. Once at the trees, she stopped suddenly and stood there. I ran up to her.
Princess was as still as a statue, but her eyes were burning redder than any Rapidash's. Short breaths were coming from her nostrils.
"Princess?" I asked again. She stared at the trees, making no movement. Finally, something black shot from the trees, into the sky, and towards more forest.
Princess neighed and reared again, sounding like if she could, she would destroy whatever had been there. When she saw it was gone, she galloped back to her stall and stood there as if nothing had happened.
"What was THAT all about?" I asked when I got back to the stall, huffing and puffing.
"Fear."
I swiveled my head around and saw Shane standing about a foot away from Princess's stall, holding both the reins to Mars and Red Spot. Spot look absolutely huge compared to Mars. I hoped I would be really tall before Princess evolved.
"What?" I asked.
"She's afraid of something," Shane echoed.
"How do you know?"
Shane tugged on the reins and started walking away. "I just know," he said, leading the Pokemon out to another field.
I grabbed the body brush and started roughly brushing Princess, gritting my teeth. Who did Shane think he was? HE didn't even know what that black thing was. How did he even know what had happened? I didn't see him at all when I came over, and assumed he was in the house.
"Shane, what a pain," I muttered. Princess snorted at my bad rhyme. I laughed and rubbed her muzzle.
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This chapter's sort of short, but I'm being lazy and some other stuff is happening at the moment. So please leave a review. Beep!
~Chapter Five~
"Yada, yada, yada. . ." Mom said dully, while reading over the papers Danielle had given me. "Okay, honey. This sounds fine. You can sign up."
"YAY!" I cried, jumping up and down.
"By the way, where is this championship anyway?" Mom asked.
"Hmmm. . .I don't know," I admitted. "I'll asked Mrs. Mavens tomorrow. Or Shane. Maybe he'll know."
Mom nodded and handed me the bunch of papers she had signed. "Why don't you just give Danielle these papers now, and ask her?"
"Okay!" I cried. I jogged out the door and to the next house. I rang the bell.
Luckily, Danielle answered so I didn't have to waste time with Shane. "Hi," I said. "Mom filled out these papers."
"Oh, good," she said, and took them from my outstretched hand. "That was fast."
"By the way," I started. "Where is the championship being held?"
"Ecruteak City," Mrs. Mavens answered.
~*~*~
As soon as I got home from delivering the papers, I knew it was dinnertime. I could smell Grandma's homemade chicken wings. My mouth watered just as the thought.
There was also salad to eat. When we all sat down at the table, we each took a bunch of chicken wings and only a little salad.
Mom was starting to shove a forkful of salad in her mouth when she asked, "So, where is that championship? Did you ask?"
"Yeah," I said. I peeled some skin off of a chicken wing. "It's in Ecruteak City."
Mom's face turned about three shades of pale, her mouth dropped open, and her fork fell from her hand, spreading salad all over the table. The dining room plummeted to the quietest I've ever heard it.
"Ec. . .Ecruteak City?" she whispered, taking short, raspy breaths.
"Um, yeah," I said again. "That's what Mrs. Mavens said."
Dad stared at Mom, equally pale. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes big. Mom looked at him and bit her lip.
"Excuse us," Dad said, and Mom and him got up and walked downstairs. I heard a door slam behind them.
I looked at Grandma, who looked shocked. "What was THAT all about?" I asked.
Grandma shook her head, as if she was in trance. "Oh. . .I don't know. Don't know at all."
Her voice was high and squeaky, so I knew she was lying. I decided not to push it. My family has always been mysterious.
Like one time, when I was six, I barged into Mom's room asking for another pillow. Mom had been sitting on her bed holding and staring at something, but as soon as I walked into her room, she shoved the thing under her blanket. She didn't hide it well enough, though, and I saw what I concluded to be a Pokeball.
Or the key that Mom always wears around her neck on a golden chain. Or the three rings that she wears-two golden, and one silver-that have odd snake- like creatures on them. Or the fact that every time she hears the name 'Anthony', she winces.
I took a bite of my chicken wing and stared downstairs. Grandma and I ate in silence, the only noise being our chewing, for about twenty minutes until Dad and Mom finally emerged from downstairs. Some of the color had come back to Mom's face, but now she looked a little. . .excited.
"Mom, what's up?" I asked innocently.
"Nothing, nothing."
I knew she was lying, but once again, I didn't push it.
~*~*~
Right after school, I didn't even go home for a snack. I raced right to Princess and started grooming her.
"I need to get you ready for the championship!" I whispered to her as I used the currycomb. "It's next Saturday!"
Princess snorted and closed her eyes, enjoying the mini-massage she was getting from the currycomb.
I began humming a tune and switched brushes. Princess didn't like the body brush as much, but still stood there and let me brush her.
I was almost done with her stomach when her eyes shot open and she neighed in fear. She reared and nearly killed me stomping down.
"Princess!" I cried. "What's wrong?"
Princess continued to go mad. I was afraid I was seriously going to get hurt, so I opened her stall door, and to my surprise, Princess shot out so fast I was sure she was going to evolve on the spot. She ran across three rings and to some trees. Once at the trees, she stopped suddenly and stood there. I ran up to her.
Princess was as still as a statue, but her eyes were burning redder than any Rapidash's. Short breaths were coming from her nostrils.
"Princess?" I asked again. She stared at the trees, making no movement. Finally, something black shot from the trees, into the sky, and towards more forest.
Princess neighed and reared again, sounding like if she could, she would destroy whatever had been there. When she saw it was gone, she galloped back to her stall and stood there as if nothing had happened.
"What was THAT all about?" I asked when I got back to the stall, huffing and puffing.
"Fear."
I swiveled my head around and saw Shane standing about a foot away from Princess's stall, holding both the reins to Mars and Red Spot. Spot look absolutely huge compared to Mars. I hoped I would be really tall before Princess evolved.
"What?" I asked.
"She's afraid of something," Shane echoed.
"How do you know?"
Shane tugged on the reins and started walking away. "I just know," he said, leading the Pokemon out to another field.
I grabbed the body brush and started roughly brushing Princess, gritting my teeth. Who did Shane think he was? HE didn't even know what that black thing was. How did he even know what had happened? I didn't see him at all when I came over, and assumed he was in the house.
"Shane, what a pain," I muttered. Princess snorted at my bad rhyme. I laughed and rubbed her muzzle.
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