Oh yeah! Who's cool now, updating and stuff ^_^ I'm actually four chapter
ahead writing this fic. . . and GUESS WHAT! I'm starting to work on the
THIRD Tamer installment! ^_^ Want to know about it? Well. . .
YOU'RE GONNA HAFTA WAIT! :P
Muhahaha. Anyway, how many of you saw the episode on Kids WB on Saturday? Oh man, it was awesome. I actually got shivers down my spine and I was about to cry, Dragonair looked so beautiful. And they're HUGE! O_O It never really crossed my mind how big thirteen feet really is!
Anyway, I have a lovely chapter for you today. My goal this summer is to finish writing this fic (believe me, that may take some work. . .I finished writing April in TWO AND A HALF YEARS), so I can get started on the third one! And I already have plans for a FOURTH installment! EEEK! When will the madness end?!
Anyway, I'm going to let you read this. . .and I BETTER get reviews from everyone ^_^
~Chapter Sixteen~
I didn't want to spend any longer in the den than I had to. Once I returned Mystical to her Pokeball and got a very reluctant Princess into hers, and Mom had returned all of the dragons Anthony had possessed into their Pokeballs, we decided to return back to our little home nested between Cherrygrove and New Bark Town. I had decided to take both Princess and Mystical back home with me.
"I don't know how we're going to explain Shane's disappearance to Nurse Joy," Dad muttered. He lifted Shane up over his shoulders.
"Oh. . ." I trailed off. I didn't want to think about Shane. Not ever.
Mom came out of the bedroom she had been in. "Ready?" she asked.
I nodded at the floor.
"I know we'll be back," Mom whispered.
'Don't count on it,' I thought. The last thing in the whole world I wanted to do was return to this den and be reminded of everything that happened.
I don't know how, exactly, but we somehow swam through a bunch of tunnels and ended up where we started-the lake. I took a breath of sweet, sweet air.
"Let's get Shane back to the Pokemon Center," was the first thing Dad said. He looked at me. "Are you going to leave Princess at that stable here or take her back home?"
"Take her back home," I said. "I've missed riding her. I've got Mystical too-I want to get to know her."
Mom smiled.
~*~*~
Obviously we couldn't explain to Nurse Joy exactly why Shane had been gone. Luckily, Danielle was actually in Goldenrod City during the whole ordeal so she hadn't even noticed her son was gone. We quickly got in the car and started our long drive back home.
After a few minute of silence, Mom sighed. "I still can't believe it was Shane."
"It wasn't really Shane," Dad answered, keeping his eyes on the road.
"I know. . ." Mom said slowly. "But he got into the den, found a dragon and. . .killed it." Mom's eyes started brimming with tears. "He killed Dawn, I noticed."
Dad sighed also, but didn't reply.
I didn't say a word.
~*~*~
Once we finally got back home, I walked to Princess's stall and let her out of her Pokeball. She reared happily and started trotting around me.
"I promise I'll ride you tomorrow," I said to her once she had stopped. I wrapped my arms around her long neck. "We can jump some stuff."
Princess seemed to smile. She neighed, and Red Spot and several Rapidash mares looked out from their stalls and whinnied back.
I could almost tell she was saying, "It's great to be home."
The next morning, which was a Monday, Mom said I could stay home from school.
"You're probably all worn out-hey, you helped save the den and dragon Pokemon everywhere," she smiled. "Anyway, I got a call from Danielle last night and by some miracle, Shane's okay and he's coming home later tonight."
"Oh," was all I said.
"He's going to be in a wheelchair for about a month, then when his arm heals, he going to use crutches for another two weeks."
"Oh."
Mom cocked her head a little, then shrugged and walked out of my room. I fell back asleep.
~*~*~
When I woke up, it was about noon. I yawned, stretched, and put on my boots and breeches.
I raced down the stairs and yelled I was going to ride Princess. A little knot formed in my stomach-Grandma would usually be in the living room and would shout, "Okay!"
But she wasn't there, so no one shouted anything back.
I sighed and walked out the door to the Mavens's house. I opened the gate and jogged to Princess's stall.
"Hey sweetie," I murmured, rubbing her muzzle.
Princess snorted and gave me a wink.
I laughed, something I hadn't done in awhile. I went to the old shack to get her saddle, bridle, and saddle pad.
"I gotta ride you more," I said, making her take the bit. I pulled the headstall over her head, which was considerably harder since her new horn was in the way. After five minutes, I managed it though.
"You'll probably jump differently now that you're a Rapidash," I said to her, tightening the girth once the saddle was on.
Princess barely even acknowledged I was talking. She seemed very eager to get out---and no wonder. She hadn't jumped in days.
I led her out to some fences and checked the girth, just to be sure. Then I mounted and grabbed the reins. Princess lunged for a jump, but I pulled her back.
"Not yet," I told her. "We have to warm you up first."
Princess snorted in disapproval, and I smiled. She let me walk, trot, then canter her around the arena a couple of times until her energy had dwindled just a little bit so she would jump TOO high. I discovered her canter was a lot smoother now that she was a Rapidash, but her trot was still as bouncy as it had always been.
Finally, I guided her to a jump. She cantered towards it, and we flew over the fence. I stopped her once she landed and let out a whoop.
"Perfect as always!" I cried, giving her a pat. "Some things never change."
Princess snorted in agreement.
~*~*~
Later that day, after perfecting every single jump, I untacked Princess and began brushing her. I suddenly heard a car pulling into the driveway and I remember what Mom had said this morning---that Shane was coming home today.
"Oh no," I whispered, stopping my brushing movement and staring into Princess's cream-colored coat. She whinnied and nudged my shoulder to remind me to continue, but I couldn't.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I muttered to her, kissing her muzzle. She snorted again, but didn't seem to mind as she munched on her hay.
I was hoping to reach my house before Danielle---and Shane---noticed me, but I didn't make it. Danielle saw me in the paddock and waved.
"Hi Diana!" she greeted happily.
"Oh. . .hi," I waved back.
She disappeared for a few seconds and when she came back, Shane was next to her in a wheelchair. He looked at the ground before staring up at me.
My heart stopped as I recognized that look in his eyes.
He remembered.
He remembered giving me that kiss.
But obviously he didn't remember or see how I reacted, because he gave me a warm smile and started pushing the wheelchair in my direction.
"Um, I'll see you tomorrow. . ." I trailed off, itching to go, to stay away from Shane. "I. . .I. . .have to help my mom make dinner."
"Oh," Danielle said. "Okay. I'll leave the jumps up for you."
"Yeah. . .thanks," I said, jogging back home, catching Shane's confused look out of the corner of my eye.
~*~*~
A month later, Shane was still healing, but he was out of the wheelchair, just as Mom had said. I was still staying away from him, though.
He didn't seem to want to stay away from me. Every day when I went over to ride Princess, he was either sitting on the grass watching me, or sitting in the house looking out at me through a window. It gave me the chills.
Another two weeks went by, and Shane was completely healed from falling off of Mars---and Anthony. He stopped watching me from the house and grass and started watching me from the saddle of Red Spot.
One day after school, I saddled up Princess and took her to the jumps right away. Shane somehow appeared next to me on Red Spot.
"You should warm her up first," he said quietly.
"She's been turned out all day, that's exercise," I snapped.
Shane didn't say anything, so I was forced to look at him. The same look was in his eyes that had been there when he kissed me. I swallowed and signaled to Princess to canter. She took off.
I kept trying to shorten the reins, but they were slipping out of my sweaty hands. Why did I feel so nervous? Was it because I was afraid Shane was going to kiss me again?
I heard the sound of hoofs, and realized Shane was following me on Red Spot. "Diana, wait!" he called.
I ignored him. I saw Danielle cleaning up some manure near the fence that led out to the road.
"Can you open the fence?" I asked.
"Sure," she said, stopping her cleanup. She pushed the fence open, and Princess and I cantered out of there.
"Diana!" Shane called, but I noticed he didn't follow me and stopped at the edge of the property.
'Good riddance,' I thought.
I slowed Princess to a walk after a few moments, and just enjoyed the view of the road. Danielle had ridden with me up this road a couple of times, and it was a nice change from the pasture, as big as it was.
Princess and I jumped a log in the road, but it was mostly a lazy trail ride. I was glad to be away from Shane for the time being.
"I don't get it," I murmured to Princess. I longed to talk to Shane, to ask him what he was thinking when he gave me that kiss, and what it meant. Yet I couldn't bring myself to say much to him---I was afraid of what words would come out.
Tears begin spilling out of my eyes. I hadn't even been aware that they were coming.
"Oh Princess," I sobbed, and she stopped. "I don't know what to do anymore. Shane's confusing me, and so is Mom---I know she wants me to be a Dragon Tamer, but I just want to jump with you always."
Princess turned her head and nudged my boot with her horn, since her muzzle couldn't reach.
I smiled a little. "C'mon Princess," I sighed, wiping my tears away, being reminded of that moment. "Let's go home."
~*~*~
Mmm Cheerios. . .does the body (and writing skills) good. . .of course it needs some REVIEWS to work fully :-D
YOU'RE GONNA HAFTA WAIT! :P
Muhahaha. Anyway, how many of you saw the episode on Kids WB on Saturday? Oh man, it was awesome. I actually got shivers down my spine and I was about to cry, Dragonair looked so beautiful. And they're HUGE! O_O It never really crossed my mind how big thirteen feet really is!
Anyway, I have a lovely chapter for you today. My goal this summer is to finish writing this fic (believe me, that may take some work. . .I finished writing April in TWO AND A HALF YEARS), so I can get started on the third one! And I already have plans for a FOURTH installment! EEEK! When will the madness end?!
Anyway, I'm going to let you read this. . .and I BETTER get reviews from everyone ^_^
~Chapter Sixteen~
I didn't want to spend any longer in the den than I had to. Once I returned Mystical to her Pokeball and got a very reluctant Princess into hers, and Mom had returned all of the dragons Anthony had possessed into their Pokeballs, we decided to return back to our little home nested between Cherrygrove and New Bark Town. I had decided to take both Princess and Mystical back home with me.
"I don't know how we're going to explain Shane's disappearance to Nurse Joy," Dad muttered. He lifted Shane up over his shoulders.
"Oh. . ." I trailed off. I didn't want to think about Shane. Not ever.
Mom came out of the bedroom she had been in. "Ready?" she asked.
I nodded at the floor.
"I know we'll be back," Mom whispered.
'Don't count on it,' I thought. The last thing in the whole world I wanted to do was return to this den and be reminded of everything that happened.
I don't know how, exactly, but we somehow swam through a bunch of tunnels and ended up where we started-the lake. I took a breath of sweet, sweet air.
"Let's get Shane back to the Pokemon Center," was the first thing Dad said. He looked at me. "Are you going to leave Princess at that stable here or take her back home?"
"Take her back home," I said. "I've missed riding her. I've got Mystical too-I want to get to know her."
Mom smiled.
~*~*~
Obviously we couldn't explain to Nurse Joy exactly why Shane had been gone. Luckily, Danielle was actually in Goldenrod City during the whole ordeal so she hadn't even noticed her son was gone. We quickly got in the car and started our long drive back home.
After a few minute of silence, Mom sighed. "I still can't believe it was Shane."
"It wasn't really Shane," Dad answered, keeping his eyes on the road.
"I know. . ." Mom said slowly. "But he got into the den, found a dragon and. . .killed it." Mom's eyes started brimming with tears. "He killed Dawn, I noticed."
Dad sighed also, but didn't reply.
I didn't say a word.
~*~*~
Once we finally got back home, I walked to Princess's stall and let her out of her Pokeball. She reared happily and started trotting around me.
"I promise I'll ride you tomorrow," I said to her once she had stopped. I wrapped my arms around her long neck. "We can jump some stuff."
Princess seemed to smile. She neighed, and Red Spot and several Rapidash mares looked out from their stalls and whinnied back.
I could almost tell she was saying, "It's great to be home."
The next morning, which was a Monday, Mom said I could stay home from school.
"You're probably all worn out-hey, you helped save the den and dragon Pokemon everywhere," she smiled. "Anyway, I got a call from Danielle last night and by some miracle, Shane's okay and he's coming home later tonight."
"Oh," was all I said.
"He's going to be in a wheelchair for about a month, then when his arm heals, he going to use crutches for another two weeks."
"Oh."
Mom cocked her head a little, then shrugged and walked out of my room. I fell back asleep.
~*~*~
When I woke up, it was about noon. I yawned, stretched, and put on my boots and breeches.
I raced down the stairs and yelled I was going to ride Princess. A little knot formed in my stomach-Grandma would usually be in the living room and would shout, "Okay!"
But she wasn't there, so no one shouted anything back.
I sighed and walked out the door to the Mavens's house. I opened the gate and jogged to Princess's stall.
"Hey sweetie," I murmured, rubbing her muzzle.
Princess snorted and gave me a wink.
I laughed, something I hadn't done in awhile. I went to the old shack to get her saddle, bridle, and saddle pad.
"I gotta ride you more," I said, making her take the bit. I pulled the headstall over her head, which was considerably harder since her new horn was in the way. After five minutes, I managed it though.
"You'll probably jump differently now that you're a Rapidash," I said to her, tightening the girth once the saddle was on.
Princess barely even acknowledged I was talking. She seemed very eager to get out---and no wonder. She hadn't jumped in days.
I led her out to some fences and checked the girth, just to be sure. Then I mounted and grabbed the reins. Princess lunged for a jump, but I pulled her back.
"Not yet," I told her. "We have to warm you up first."
Princess snorted in disapproval, and I smiled. She let me walk, trot, then canter her around the arena a couple of times until her energy had dwindled just a little bit so she would jump TOO high. I discovered her canter was a lot smoother now that she was a Rapidash, but her trot was still as bouncy as it had always been.
Finally, I guided her to a jump. She cantered towards it, and we flew over the fence. I stopped her once she landed and let out a whoop.
"Perfect as always!" I cried, giving her a pat. "Some things never change."
Princess snorted in agreement.
~*~*~
Later that day, after perfecting every single jump, I untacked Princess and began brushing her. I suddenly heard a car pulling into the driveway and I remember what Mom had said this morning---that Shane was coming home today.
"Oh no," I whispered, stopping my brushing movement and staring into Princess's cream-colored coat. She whinnied and nudged my shoulder to remind me to continue, but I couldn't.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I muttered to her, kissing her muzzle. She snorted again, but didn't seem to mind as she munched on her hay.
I was hoping to reach my house before Danielle---and Shane---noticed me, but I didn't make it. Danielle saw me in the paddock and waved.
"Hi Diana!" she greeted happily.
"Oh. . .hi," I waved back.
She disappeared for a few seconds and when she came back, Shane was next to her in a wheelchair. He looked at the ground before staring up at me.
My heart stopped as I recognized that look in his eyes.
He remembered.
He remembered giving me that kiss.
But obviously he didn't remember or see how I reacted, because he gave me a warm smile and started pushing the wheelchair in my direction.
"Um, I'll see you tomorrow. . ." I trailed off, itching to go, to stay away from Shane. "I. . .I. . .have to help my mom make dinner."
"Oh," Danielle said. "Okay. I'll leave the jumps up for you."
"Yeah. . .thanks," I said, jogging back home, catching Shane's confused look out of the corner of my eye.
~*~*~
A month later, Shane was still healing, but he was out of the wheelchair, just as Mom had said. I was still staying away from him, though.
He didn't seem to want to stay away from me. Every day when I went over to ride Princess, he was either sitting on the grass watching me, or sitting in the house looking out at me through a window. It gave me the chills.
Another two weeks went by, and Shane was completely healed from falling off of Mars---and Anthony. He stopped watching me from the house and grass and started watching me from the saddle of Red Spot.
One day after school, I saddled up Princess and took her to the jumps right away. Shane somehow appeared next to me on Red Spot.
"You should warm her up first," he said quietly.
"She's been turned out all day, that's exercise," I snapped.
Shane didn't say anything, so I was forced to look at him. The same look was in his eyes that had been there when he kissed me. I swallowed and signaled to Princess to canter. She took off.
I kept trying to shorten the reins, but they were slipping out of my sweaty hands. Why did I feel so nervous? Was it because I was afraid Shane was going to kiss me again?
I heard the sound of hoofs, and realized Shane was following me on Red Spot. "Diana, wait!" he called.
I ignored him. I saw Danielle cleaning up some manure near the fence that led out to the road.
"Can you open the fence?" I asked.
"Sure," she said, stopping her cleanup. She pushed the fence open, and Princess and I cantered out of there.
"Diana!" Shane called, but I noticed he didn't follow me and stopped at the edge of the property.
'Good riddance,' I thought.
I slowed Princess to a walk after a few moments, and just enjoyed the view of the road. Danielle had ridden with me up this road a couple of times, and it was a nice change from the pasture, as big as it was.
Princess and I jumped a log in the road, but it was mostly a lazy trail ride. I was glad to be away from Shane for the time being.
"I don't get it," I murmured to Princess. I longed to talk to Shane, to ask him what he was thinking when he gave me that kiss, and what it meant. Yet I couldn't bring myself to say much to him---I was afraid of what words would come out.
Tears begin spilling out of my eyes. I hadn't even been aware that they were coming.
"Oh Princess," I sobbed, and she stopped. "I don't know what to do anymore. Shane's confusing me, and so is Mom---I know she wants me to be a Dragon Tamer, but I just want to jump with you always."
Princess turned her head and nudged my boot with her horn, since her muzzle couldn't reach.
I smiled a little. "C'mon Princess," I sighed, wiping my tears away, being reminded of that moment. "Let's go home."
~*~*~
Mmm Cheerios. . .does the body (and writing skills) good. . .of course it needs some REVIEWS to work fully :-D