By: Pro_V of Pokemon: The Hokubu & Nanka Trek
What happens when Eevy and crew hit the shores of the United States?
A/N: Whee! More! And remember: This is not a "What if…?" fic. This is to be held to the story, even if it seems kind of…Different.
Part Two: Half the trouble is just getting there...
"Where?" Ash asked blankly, nearly falling face-first from his seat on Eevy's bed.
"The United States," Eevy repeated pointedly, "You know; the U.S.A."
"Yeah, I know that, but why are you going to advertise the Rainbow League way over there?! It's hundreds of miles away!" he bugged.
"So what? Every once and a while, any of the Leagues get a challenger from North America or Canada or something," she shrugged, "It's not unheard of and I actually have to admit it's an unbearably good way to show off our prowess."
"You just want to go to America," he rolled his eyes, "Do you have any idea how much different it is over there?"
"How do you know?" she puffed, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes.
"I went to school, ya' know!" he pointed out.
"Until you were ten. I went until I was seventeen," she retorted, "I promise it's not as bad as you're making it out to be. I've been to New York and Pennsylvania before, and I-"
"You've been to the U.S. before?! No way!" he shot up straight.
"If you'd shut up and let me talk…" she rolled her eyes, "I went once for a conference, twice for conventions, and twice for special lectures in college. And do you see me withering up into a ball of despair? No. Because America is an awesome country and continent," the phone rang, "Pardon me. Hello? Ah! Mister Kratos, sir! Did everything go all right with Mister Mimir? Excellent. Yes. Give them both my deepest sympathy. I called to find out about how many people are going on this trip of yours? Great, great! Thank you! And where are we landing? And my car docks where? Perfect! Thank you exceedingly, sir. Good luck with Mister Mimir and with Marina. Thank you. Good afternoon," she hung up and threw her arms above her head, "Yeehah!"
"What was that all about?" Ash asked while fiddling with a puzzle consisting of three metal spirals, "How the heck do you do this…?"
Eevy pulled the trinket from him and immediately separated all three shapes as he grumbled, "We're landing in Orlando International Airport in the sunshine state of Florida! And Maren is bringing my car over on her boat the next day! And," she leaned into his face and smiled wide, "How would you like to see America?"
"Heh?"
"Pika?"
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"Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring! Phone call! Phone call! Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring! Phone call! Phone call!"
A sadistic little mantra, ne? Especially to a couple who was trying to spend some quiet time together. Instead of one of them answering it, the guy's mother headed for the phone. She grabbed the phone before it could begin another round of that evil phrase.
"Hikoboshi residence," she answered cheerfully.
"Hi, Aunt Ellen!" Eevy shrieked, "It's been a while!"
"Oh, Eevy! Yes, it certainly has! What are you up to?" she looked in at her husband, demanding with a flick of her wrist toward the stove that he stir the melted chocolate for the fudge.
"Well…Nothing much, really…Anyway…How are Mizu and Eusine?" she fiddled with a Poke'Ball.
"Fine…" she glanced toward the door behind her, "Mizu's not feeling exactly at on top of the weather…And she and Eusine are trying to spend some time alone."
"How cute…" she grinned impishly, "Think he can pull himself away long enough to say hello?"
"I'll try, but I don't guarantee a thing," she put her hand over the receiver, "Eusine!" she bellowed toward the door, "Eevy's on the phone!"
Eusine slumped out the door and snatched the phone, "Thank you, mother," he puffed as she went to tell Eric he wasn't stirring fast enough, "Hi, cous."
"Sorry to interrupt your fun," she sniggered.
"Fun? What fun? All you interrupted was Mizu telling me to leave her alone…" he spat his tongue out at Mizu, who returned it, "What's up?"
"Well…I don't know if you'd be interested with that remark…" she scratched at the back of her head, "But I'm heading over-seas to a League thing…And I wanted to know if you wanted to go."
"Over-seas?" he tilted his head, "Hey, Mizu. How would you feel about a little plane ride?"
"How little?" she glared as Eusine suddenly stared wide-eyed at the phone, "Well? How far away?!"
"The…The…" he looked over at her stiffly, "The United States."
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"Give it back!"
"No!"
Morty thundered around the room, his hair blinding him, as he chased Lisle from one end of the Gym to the other. She'd stop, wave his headband at him, and take off just as he reached her. He'd tried jumping her, tackling her, threatening her…No way she was letting that thing go without a serious fight. The phone on the end table by the door started ringing, causing Lisle to stop. She took the headband and flung it toward the wall, hooking it on the top of a large Gengar statue in the corner. Morty wailed and tried jumping for it, but he was just ever so much too short. He started cursing and swinging his arms above his head to grab at it as Lisle answered the phone.
"This is Ecruteak Ghost Pokemon Gym and this is Miss Lisle Illusion speaking!" she chirped, giggling at Morty.
"Illusion, huh? Liar!"
"Err…This is Missus Lisle Hikoboshi speaking."
"That's better now. It's Eevy. What're you up to?" Eevy grinned at the phone.
"Heehee…Nothing unusual…" she smirked as Morty started climbing the side of the statue, grumbling evilly, "What about you?"
"Packing," she scratched Pikachu's ear as he put one of her shirts in her travel bag, "I was staying in Ro-"
"Rose Town. I know. That goofy president of yours sent out an APB on you," she rolled her eyes as Morty held the Gengar's ear and stretched his arm out to the spike on his head, toward his precious headgear.
"Heh…Yeah…He's a protective little guy, ain't he? Anyway…Where's that crazy brother of mine?" she asked as Pikachu blushed; packing undergarments was not his job.
"Um…" she held back the roaring laughter as she spotted the back of Morty's shirt caught on the Gengar's ear as he dangled there, flailing for his headband, "He's…Uh…He's kind of hung-up at the moment…"
"That's not funny, dammit! Get me down!" he wriggled and swung back to front, trying to grab his headband and get loose without ripping his shirt or crashing headlong toward the floor.
Lisle bit her tongue and went back to the phone, "What'd you want to ask him? I'll ask for you so he doesn't have to pull a muscle."
Eevy cocked an eyebrow, unseen to Lisle and her hissing brother, "Well, I can ask you just the same. Want a change of scenery?"
"How much of a change? You order new landscape for the Gym or something?" she questioned while watching Morty try and kick off the wall to swing out, "More? A trip? Ooh, cool! To where?" her eyes went wide as Morty hooked his middle finger through his headband and cheered, swinging about, "The United States?!"
"Wha?" Morty, who had had one ear tuned into the conversation the whole time, had one hand on either side of his headband when Lisle had blurted that, "Did you just say what I think you just said?" Lisle nodded stiffly as he pulled his headband harder and his eyes went wide and…His shirt ripped, "WAH!"
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"Your turn, Pichu," Yuu-Yuu grinned as her Pokemon rolled the dice, "Now move five spaces."
"Pi-chu-pi-chu-pi," Pichu cheered and collected his earnings from the corner spot on Monopoly.
"You skunk," she puffed sarcastically until her phone rang, "I got it, dad!" she grabbed it before Professor Palm could, "Professor Palm's Office. This is Yuu-Yuu."
"Hey, Yuu-Yuu. How's things?" Eevy asked while climbing in the car and yanking her bag in beside her.
"Oh…OK, I suppose. I'm teaching Pichu how to play board games," she grinned and patted Pichu's head.
"Ooh…Nifty. Maybe I should teach the Ovos how to do that," she pondered, "But anyway…I wanted to ask you something…"
"Shoot!" Yuu-Yuu started picking up, but Pichu brushed her away and did it for her, "Seriously?! That far?! Oh, wow! You mean it?! Oh, thank you, Eevy! Thank you so much! No, I don't have to ask my dad. We'll tell him it's training! He won't stop me! Great! I'll see you later!" she hung up and grabbed Pichu, sending the fake money he was holding flying in all directions, "We get to see the U.S., Pichu!"
"Pi?"
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As the car kept moving along, Ash staring out the window in the seat beside Eevy, she phoned Viridian City. Drumming her fingers on the wheel, she awaited the phone's pickup. When she received none, the answering machine clicked on. Bracing in case Ash flipped out or attempted to kill her, she left her message.
"Hey, Gar. It's Eva. Are you there? …Yoo-hoo…Well, I guess you're not home. I've got a question for you, so if you could call me back, I'd be very much appreciative. Ja ne!" she snickered and clicked the phone off.
"You're not asking him to come too, are you?" Ash widened his left eye toward her, the other still half-closed.
"Now, Ashura, I know you and Gary don't exactly get along well and that you've have some…Bad encounters in the past, but-" she cut herself off as she watched him mimicking her into the window, "Keep that up a minute more and I'll pull your tongue right out of your head. And I'll be sure Bazan cancels your reservation on the plane. Is that what you want? Not to go?"
"It's not that I don't want to go…I don't want to put up with Gary."
"Piikaachuu…"
"S'OK," Eevy waved her hand at him and pressed another number into her phone, "Just hang tight; I've already planned for that."
The phone rang through and she was actually greeted this time, "Moshi-moshi! Chenille Farrago speaking."
"You're getting better, I hear," Eevy popped the turn signal on and turned down onto a dark back road, "I have a question for you."
"Ara? Kajijou? Uh…Tell me I got that right."
"You did. I'm taking a little trip, and I wanted to know if you'd like to come? It's to America…" she purposely grinned.
"Amer…Ica…" it got suddenly very quiet on the other end, "YOU BET YOU BET YOU BET!"
"Yay!" Eevy bounced in her seat, "That's great! I'll come and get you tomorrow then. And have you heard from Gary?"
"Yeah, he's here for lunch today," she handed the phone off to Gary Oak, who was jamming his face full of food.
"Hello? Hi, Eva," he swallowed as best as he could, "Something I can do for you?"
"You can delete my message off your answering machine when you get home…And would you like to take a vacation, of sorts? Chenille is coming with me."
"Where to?" he asked, popping open a can of soda.
"AMERICA!" Chenille screamed from down the hall to her bedroom, "QUICK, COME HELP ME PACK!"
"…Uh…" Gary scratched the back of his head and took a sip of his drink, "I have the oddest feeling that if I say no, she'll mangle me…But yeah, I'll come anyway."
"Great! So when you head home tonight, if you even do devil boy, pack up quick. I'll be coming after you tomorrow."
"Right," he sweatdropped as Chenille came flying down the hall and threw her fully-packed luggage onto the floor by the door, "See you then."
"Bye," Eevy clicked her phone off and continued down the dusty road she'd pulled onto, "Chenille and Gary are both coming. And you know what happens when Gary misbehaves around Chenille."
Ash gave a sudden evil grin, "Yep."
Ash leaned back and watched thick trees pass on his side of the car. When he looked the other direction, he watched a thin line of trees passing by Eevy's side, and the Gladiola River on the other side of those. He had just started to look around when a slightly beaten old building appeared at the end of the road. Eevy pulled crookedly up beside a seemingly brand new SUV. Eevy hopped out and Ash followed only somewhat willingly behind her while Pikachu waited in the backseat of the car, prepared to shock what may approach. Eevy tapped a short pattern on the door of the building, echoing footsteps ensuing from inside.
"Hi," waved the newly designated driver, pulling a candy stick from his mouth, "What's up, Eevy, Ash?"
"Hello, Mister Frigate. How are you today?" Eevy pulled the candy from his hand, broke it in half, and proceeded to eat half before giving him back the other.
"OK," he murmured, glaring at her, "You want to come in? Have something to drink?"
"Only for a minute. I just have a quick question for you," she stepped in as he opened the bottom half of the door.
"Wow…" Ash looked around quietly, "Do you spend all day here…?"
"Yeah," Skiff shrugged, "Or most of it, anyway. Maren comes in on the weekends to take over for me. So what if it doesn't have electricity? It works for me."
"He's an outdoorsy little guy," Eevy snickered, pulling out a chair from the wall and sitting down, "And he also just got his driver's license. And it looks to me like someone got him a new car."
"My dad got me that," Skiff noted, "I think because he doesn't want to chance me wrapping his car around a tree."
"Don't be so hard on yourself," Eevy grinned.
"Yeah, if anybody would wrap a car around a tree, it's Eevy," Ash sniggered.
"Quiet, you," she glared, "Anyway…Is there any way for a busy little guy like yourself to get some extra time off? I'm going away for a while and came to see if you'd like to come."
"Where are you headed off to?" Skiff asked, stepping out onto the back porch and pulling a basket of Krabby from the water, "Johto? Kanto?"
"America."
"It's been a while since you were there…" Skiff placed a Krabby on a scale and wrote its weight on a Poke'Ball, calling it inside, "How long…Five or six years."
"I can't remember," Eevy shrugged, "But do you want to go?"
"Sure, I'll go. For something like that, there's no way my parents would say no. When are you leaving?" he piled the Poke'Balls up in a basket under the desk he'd been working on.
"Tomorrow. Late morning, early afternoon."
"Kinda short notice, but I think I can manage it," he picked up the basket and headed outside, "I'll head home now and start packing."
"OK then. We'll see you tomorrow," Eevy waved as she headed for her car and Skiff to his, "Be careful how you drive, boat-boy."
"I will, I will," Skiff waved his hand at her and unlocked his car door.
"Uh…Just, out of curiosity, what are the Krabby for?" Ash asked, scratching the back of his head.
"These? Oh, I sell and trade these things. Some people train 'em, some people eat 'em. I might keep the one. He's kinda cute," Skiff shrugged, setting the basket in the backseat, "I'll see you tomorrow, guys."
"See ya'!" Eevy waved as the Explorer passed her car.
"Now what…?" Ash asked quietly, shooing Pikachu from his seat and getting in the car.
"Now we get back to Rainbow Metro before I make the last few calls. And after that, you get to call home and find out what's up with Misty, Kayla, Richie and Brock."
"…But I'm too young to die."
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Eevy was tempted to turn on the car radio, but left it off, fearing some kind of reaction from her passenger. Pikachu still slept in the backseat, snoring ever-so lightly, and Ash was flipping through a magazine he'd found under the seat.
Eevy coasted to a stop and rolled down her window, "Afternoon, Eevy," Victor poked his head in the window, "Come back for the trip? Oh, hi, Ash."
"Hi, Victor," both Eevy and Ash echoed before Eevy continued, "Yeah, I'm back for the trip. Do you know if your brother is at the Mansion or what?"
"Lance should be up there…But you never can tell…"
As they continued talking, Ash looked about the expanse outside his window. When something caught his eye, moving in the slight darkness behind the guard station, he sat forward and peeked around Eevy to see out the front window. He barely had time to begin a proper study of the movement before Eevy slapped her hand over his face and pushed him back in his seat.
"Sit back, Ashy-boy," she grinned, stepping down on the gas pedal and sticking her arm out the window to wave, "Later, Victor!"
"Did…Did you see anything on the side of the guardhouse back there?" Ash questioned hesitantly.
"No, but I wasn't really looking either," Eevy shrugged.
Ash just shrugged it off as Eevy pulled the car around the side of Rainbow Mansion and parked. She hopped out, allowing Pikachu to rest on her shoulder. As they stepped up on the porch, Lance was already standing in the doorway waiting.
"Now, Eevy…Haven't I told you about letting spiky-hared rodents in the house?" he grinned as Eevy let Ash in first.
"Setting rules against your own kind? Now that's unreasonable," Ash huffed up at him as he passed the Dragon Master and Eevy stepped in behind him.
"Don't start, you two," Eevy scolded, handing Pikachu off to Ash, "I've got to go make a couple more calls, so you two handsome young men stay here and play nice."
"Does it have to be nice for both of us?" Lance smirked as she sauntered away.
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"I don't recognize that Pokemon…" a usually chattery Poison Pokemon trainer whispered, peeking over a bush.
"Neither do I," replied her very soft-spoken companion, also looking over the bush, then down at his sketchpad and pencil repeatedly, "I think it's one of the newer species."
"Ooh…" she blinked twice, "I'll go get the camera."
"Right…" he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of scaling binoculars, "Looks to be about a foot and a little less than a half tall and about twenty three pounds…Green in color with a little yellow leaf or tuft on its head."
His partner had just started digging in the backpack behind them when the cellular phone on her belt started ringing. From the sudden noise, both she and the Pokemon Watcher shouted and the Pokemon they'd been watching bugged out. Almost everything in the pack went flying. Cameras, notebooks, sketchbooks, food, Poke'Balls, everything. When both humans had finally come to a calm, the Poison trainer clicked the phone off her belt and answered it.
"H…Hello?" she gagged out.
"Are…You all right?" Eevy asked on the other end of the line, spinning around and around in her swivel chair.
"J…Just great," the receiver choked, tossing things back in her backpack, "You just…Gave us…Heart attacks."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you'd have the ringer off or something while you were out on the field."
"I thought I did, but I guess it got knocked back on when we…Had a close discussion," she cleared her throat.
"Yeah, sure…Tell Tracey I'm sorry, huh? I really didn't mean to do that."
"I know. Hey, Tracey," she reached out and tugged the back of his shirt as he pulled his head from a bush, holding a handful of Poke'Balls, "It's Eevy. She says she's sorry for giving us a scare."
"Tell her it's OK," Tracey sighed, "It's just too bad that Pokemon took off…Wonder where it disappeared to…"
He went on about putting the Poke'Balls away as she went back to the phone, "He says it's okie dokie. But what's up? Is there something you need?"
"Well, Miss Shippou, I have quite the proposition for you and your Pokemon Watching experiences," Eevy waved at Will as he sat a cup down in front of her, then sat at the other side of the table and placed a cup and map book in front of him, "I really think you'll enjoy it."
"Really…?" Sooney blinked twice, "Is there someplace specific we're going, or is it one of those "pick your destination" things?"
Tracey grabbed a few more Poke'Balls that had rolled a few feet away, "If it's a pick your own route thing, I choose America. I've always wanted to see-"
"Tracey-kins!" Sooney latched onto his waist from behind, "That's where we're going! How did you know?!"
"I…I…I…"
The phone went dead as Sooney shrieked happily and Eevy hung up and put the phone down on the table, "So…" she looked up at Will, "We're leaving tomorrow and Kratos couldn't bother to plan the route for us?"
"Guess not," Will shrugged, "He says it's because he wants us to be able to go where we want, yet he gave us a couple of definite destinations. Personally, I think he just did it so if we get lost, we can't blame him."
"It's entirely possible," she snickered, switching chairs to sit next to him and opening the roadmap, "I've got a list of cities I think we should visit. And there a couple of places I really want to go."
"You really like America, huh?"
"I love America," she traced a road on the map with her fingernail, "My father is part American. My father is American, Irish, British, Scottish, English and a little Japanese. And my mother is Japanese, Chinese, Taiwanese, Italian, German and French."
"Wow…" Will blinked twice, "I'm just British, English and American and I thought that was bad…"
"Not at all," she grinned, "OK, so we absolutely are landing in Orlando, and Maren is bringing my car into Miami. We can get from Orlando to Miami on the Florida Turnpike. Then we can take Interstate ninety-five up into Georgia from Miami and from ninety-five get onto route twenty to route twenty-six into Atlanta…"
"Slow down, slow down! I can't write that fast!"
"OK, fine," she pushed the map over at him, "You do that and I'll make my last two calls."
She rolled her eyes as he put his glass down on the top left corner of the map to keep it down. She picked up her phone and again punched in a number. It rang twice and she was answered by a voicemail message.
"I'm on the field right now. Leave a message and I'll get right back to you."
"Discrete enough there, camera boy? Anyway, it's Eevy. Can you call me back like…Before tomorrow morning? Thanks," she'd practically just hung up when the phone rang in her hand, "Hello, Todd."
"Sorry about that," Todd Snap muffled with his mouth full, stuffing more sandwich in his mouth, "We're working on a new report."
"Oh, so Beth is with you. Good then," Eevy took a sip of her tea and scratched the back of her head, "Did I interrupt your dinner or something?"
"Not really," he wiped his hand on his pants and held his camera up in front of his eye, clicking it three times, "We're just sitting in the top of my new Sports Mobile."
"That photographer edition thing? Oy vey, you are obsessive."
"Hey, I can be if I want to be," he shrugged.
"Wait…Isn't the top of that thing a bed? Ooh…You're very sly," she grinned evilly, "Almost as good as Gary Oak."
"We're working on a report, Miss Evangelina," he glared at the phone, though she was obviously unable to see, "I see a good shot, here's Beth," he handed off his phone, "Here, it's Eevy. Talk," he grabbed his camera and started clicking away.
"Hi, Eevy," Beth flipped her hair over her shoulder, scribbling in her notebook, "What's up?"
"Can you and Todd spare a week or two to go on a little trip?"
"Uh…I dunno. Let me ask," she leaned the phone on her shoulder, "Todd, can we take some time to go on a trip with Eevy?"
"No, Bethany," he kept clicking, even as she scowled at him, "I told you we can't. We have work to do."
Beth glared, "Hang on a sec," she replied to Eevy, then set the phone down and jumped Todd, "TODD TOAN SNAP! I can take no more of this!"
"BETH!" Todd shrieked as his camera rolled off the edge and fell down onto the floor of the truck, "OW! OWW! BETH!" he flailed aimlessly as she sat on his back, bending his arm around.
"I WANNA GO!"
"WE CAN'T! OUCH!"
Eevy blinked twice, listening to the cursing and shouting on the other end of the phone, "Geez…And I thought Mizu was violent…"
Beth popped back on the phone a few seconds later, "Todd has graciously agreed to let us come along."
"Whatever you say, B…" Todd hacked, eyes spiraling around and around.
"…Sure sounds that way," Eevy cleared her throat.
"So now that we've gone and agreed, where's it to?" Beth asked, digging into a bag of chips beside her and stuffing some in her mouth, "…You're kidding! No way!" she sat up and bounced up and down, "Oh, I love you! Thank you so much! Yes, we will see you tomorrow!" she hung up and flung her arms around the poor downed Todd's shoulders.
"…Did I miss something…?" he asked quietly.
"We're going to America!" Beth shrieked, sitting up and throwing her hair back.
He remained silent for a few seconds, "…If I'd known that, I wouldn't have a pair of matching black eyes right now!"
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The Jigglypuff-shaped clock on the wall above Kratos' assistant's head began to chime, "Jiggly-puff…Jiggly-puff…Jiggly-puff…Jiggly-puff…Jiggly-puff…Jiggly-puff…Jiggly…"
"Six thirty already?" she whined, looking up at it, "Eevy was supposed to call and tell me she got back from Rose Town all right around two thirty."
She'd just started gnawing her fingernails when her phone rang. She scrambled off the couch, banging her knee on the coffee table, and broke into a minor sprint for the phone. She grabbed it and immediately started shouting into it.
"Do you know how late you are?! You were supposed to call me four hours ago! Are you trying to kill me or something?!"
"Rachel, calm down. I didn't mean to worry you or anything, so just…Simmer down," Eevy sniggered, just imagining how flushed Rachel Warren's face had to have been.
"Well…At least you're OK," Rachel sighed, sitting back down on the couch and flipping on the television, "Did you have fun in Rose Town?"
"…Define fun."
"Oh, one of those trips, huh? They're always good," she snickered, "So what else is up? I've seen on the news that you're going on a trip. Where to?"
"That's what I called to ask you about. Would you like to come with us? I've only got one extra ticket for the plane…" which was a lie, since she also had tickets for Misty, Kayla, Richie and Brock waiting to be claimed.
"Does it come as paid vacation time?"
"I'm sure I can work something out with Bazan," more like she'd threaten to kill him if he didn't agree to her terms.
"OK then," Rachel shrugged, "Now that I've gone and probably just sold my soul to you for a plane ticket, where's it to? Knowing my luck, Timbuktu."
"Not quite. You've just scalped your soul for a ticket to the United States," Eevy snickered, "And I'm feeling so generous today, I'll even give you back your soul as a consolation prize."
"Oh, wow, I feel so lucky about the soul part…But the United States, Eevy? Really?" Rachel leaned the phone between her shoulder and ear, "Thank you so much! So I'll see you tomorrow morning then? Great! I'm gonna go pack. Bye-bye!" she hung up and sprang to her feet, "Wheehee! Yes!"
She was so busy hopping off into her bedroom to pack, she missed the news when it first came on, "First tonight at six thirty, we have reports from Gertan Rin Penitentiary of two jailbreaks, seemingly both staged by Demised Master Peter Caliginous Rubeus. Both took place early this morning when somehow, Rubeus was able to slip out of his cell, using the diversion created by his cousin Pietro Rubeus, also known as Pietro Padma, and Pietro's wife Paige. While both Pietro and his wife are in custody and are being questioned, Rubeus then assisted in the escape of convicted Team Rocket Leader Giovanni Sakaki and his entire team. The only Rocket to remain in custody is the Iron Masked Marauder, Mamoru Vicious, who is serving a life sentence in a penitentiary in Kanto for numerous counts of attempted murder, among other convictions. Though the purpose of these escapes is still unknown, it can be easily assumed that both Rubeus and Sakaki are targeting the Champion Mistress of the Rainbow League, Evangelina Chenoweth Hikoboshi. Hikoboshi has been a prime target for both of these characters since she was first inducted as Champion late last year. She's responsible for the arrests of both of these notorious criminals, as well as for the arrests of the entire Team Rocket enterprise. Mistress Hikoboshi is going off of Gertan Rin on League business tomorrow, and due to security purposes, we are unable to acquire any details as to where or for how long she's going. If you have any information and any of these people, please contact your local police force immediately."
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"God, I'm amazed Misty didn't glomp me through the phone," Ash murmured, shutting the door behind him as he entered the dining room.
"So I'll take that as meaning they want to go?" Eevy snickered, flipping something around in a pan, "Want some stir-fry? It's chicken."
"It's food, isn't it?" he hopped up to sit on the counter next to the stove, "So…Anything else you wanna tell me about your quote-unquote past? Ya' know the usual stuff…Criminal records, secret identities…"
She laughed just audibly, "Not that I can think of," she murmured, shoving a plate in his hands and hoping the entrance of food into the conversation would shut his mouth, "But if I think of anything, I'll be sure and let you know."
Turns out she had no such luck, "Thanks…" he muffled, mouth stuffed full, "You know…You could have told me about the whole cop thing before. It's not like it would have bothered me or anything. And it's not like you go around chasing Bugs, so it wouldn't have bothered Misty…"
"It just never came up," she pulled a chair out and sat on the table, propping her feet up on the back of the seat, "We never talked about my uncle, so I never mentioned his being an officer. And whenever we talk about my past, it's always been about that scum sucking, vermin licking Andiron, and that was a while after I stopped working at the station."
He blinked twice, mouth now entirely over-stuffed, "You mean…You were working there before you met Taylor? But you met Taylor when you were-"
"Nineteen," she finished, swallowing some club soda, "Ashura, I started working with the police when I was sixteen. When I was eighteen, I left them."
"Why is that, anyway? I'll bet you made a good cop."
She smiled weakly, "Yes, but there were always better officers. Like my uncle. And the work held nothing for me anymore, so there was no point in my staying."
"Wait…Didn't you say you were in school until you were seventeen before?" he turned and shot her an odd look as she stepped up beside him, "Evangelina-"
She slid her plate into the sink and finished her drink, "I've got to go finish things up. Later, Ashy-boy!"
She ran out the door, leaving Ash to sit, alone, in the dining room.
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Rachel sat rubbing her right eye, Ash yawned loud and wide, Lance stretched his arms above his head, and Eevy hopped around excitedly. It had just turned about four-thirty when she'd proclaimed it was time to get up-up-up! And that she'd been up since quarter to four. Everyone was packed, everyone was ready, yet they were all still most of the way asleep.
"I used to like that you were so perky…" Lance groaned, scratching his chin, "And now I'm not so sure."
"Aww…You'll thank me someday. Honest!" she chirped, clapping her hands, "Ooh look! The plane is here!"
Everyone wobbled totally unwillingly after her as she sped down the sidewalk and to the jet just after it landed. She grinned crazily as the door opened, but suddenly went totally blank-faced when someone shoved her brother out of the way and descended directly in front of her. He puffed his black hair from his face and adjusted his sunglasses whilst Eevy wondered what he needed the sunglasses for, being as how the sun had not yet risen.
"There are suits on this trip?" Will muttered indignantly from behind her, "…I hate suits."
Eevy nodded back at him, then turned quickly back, "Miss Hikoboshi?" he held out his hand to shake hers, but she merely made a face, causing him to draw back, "…Guess so. I'm Ensign," he took off his glasses, again blowing hair from his eyes, "Mister Kratos has sent me as your guide as to the League's functions in America."
"…That's nice," she replied, seemingly totally unmoved.
"Mistress Hikoboshi, I would very much appreciate your cooperation," she only raised an eyebrow at that, "Now, your luggage is being loaded right now, and I took the liberty of picking up everyone I knew was not here, as Kratos ordered. If I've missed anyone, please feel free to tell me and I'll set the plans to pick them up."
"OK, just one thing, Ensign, was it? Did Kratos tell you who gave him those directions to pick up the other passengers?"
"Well…No. It's not of my concern to-"
"Me," she interrupted, "Now, Mister Guide Man, you are under my employment, therefore if you do something I don't like, I reserve the right to use your head as a plug for one of the plane windows. Have I made my position perfectly clear?"
Ensign blinked twice and swallowed hard, "Clear as newly washed crystal, Mistress Hikoboshi."
"Thank you," she grinned sweetly, though it was fake, and started up the steps to the plane.
Jason patted Ensign's shoulder as he too headed for the stairs, "Don't worry. You'll get used to her."
Though he seriously doubted it, Ensign started up the stairs last, seating himself in the chair in front of Eevy and Lance, and folded his hands in his lap. Eevy was turned around in her chair, talking to Misty, who was seemingly just as awake as she was. She then turned and reached out to tug Morty's sleeve, and he got up and knelt in the walkway to talk to her. Eusine stepped up from just behind Morty and sat down next to him, both chattering away. Mizu was popping one peanut at a time into her mouth, and she and Lisle were discussing whether or not this trip was at all a good idea. Ash was turned around, leaning over the back of his seat and talking to Brock, Richie and Kayla were pressed back against their seats, both terrified of flying, and Gary and Chenille were discussing who-knows-what in the very back seats. Beth and Sooney were exchanging photos and sketches, as were Todd and Tracey, and Rachel was talking to Yuu-Yuu and Skiff. Luri and Will were looking at a map for any last-minute changes that may have been needed and Medira and Jason were shaking Kayla and Richie's chairs, seemingly just to rattle them a bit more than they were already. Through all this, Pikachu was attempting to restrain the cheering Togepi, who seemingly was unable to sit still.
Ensign turned around right in the middle of Eevy's conversation with Morty and Eusine, "Mistress Hikoboshi."
She shot him a filthy look, to which Lance snickered at when his gaze just barely separated from his book, "What, Ensign?" Eevy snorted.
"I just wanted to ensure than you and I will at least attempt to be on descent terms throughout this trip. Kratos has put his utmost trust in me to make sure you get to every one of your destinations on time as scheduled."
"Mister Ensign-"
"It's Treaty. Ensign Treaty."
"Mister Treaty," she drummed her fingers on her armrest as Morty and Eusine slipped quickly away, "I'll have you know that I have no intentions of following this trip's plans to a tee. If I find something I'd like to do, or if any of the people on this plane find something they'd like to do, we will stop or detour to do it. And if I hear so much as one little peep out of your squirrelly little mouth, I will make no bones in making my annoyance known."
Ensign seemed to back down ever so much, "Kratos warned me you'd be like this…"
"Did he also warn you that I can decapitate annoying little rodents such as yourself with my bare hands?"
Ensign spun quickly around and sat completely still, eyes wide, as Eevy sat up straight and Lance laughed more audibly, "That…May have been mentioned…" Ensign murmured.
*^~^**^~^*
"How much farther is it…?" Medira asked quietly, staring upwards at the ceiling.
"We've only been flying for forty-five minutes," Jason acknowledged, flipping through a magazine, "And it's an eight hour flight from Rainbow Metro to OIA. You do the math."
"Eight hours?!" Kayla shrieked, leaning back over the chair at him, "You've got to be kidding me! I'll die by then!"
"Not likely," Will put in, "You may wish you were dead by then, but you won't be."
"Ohhh…" Kayla practically withered down into her chair, as did Richie in his seat beside her.
Richie suddenly shot to his feet and fan down the isle, "Coming through!" he cried, jamming past Morty and taking a leap for the bathroom.
"Poor Richie," Misty sweatdropped.
"Eight hours is going to be pure torture," Chenille murmured, flipping through a notebook and jotting something down.
"Yeah, it's just too bad he's not all tough and fearless like Ashy-boy," Gary snickered, receiving from Chenille a quick and painful CRACK to the back of his head, "Ow! What was that for?!"
"For being you, Garick Oak. For being you," Chenille snorted back, flipping through the book again, as it was what she'd used to hit him.
"Pika-pika!" Pikachu smiled wide, laughing hysterically.
Ash leaned over the back of Eevy's chair, "Eevy, this is gonna be the best trip ever."
*^~^**^~^*
Seven hours and about twenty minutes later, most of those awaiting their landing were snoring loudly. Never mind the fact it was only about noon. The only few awake were Ensign, Eevy, Rachel, Morty, and Eusine. Ensign disappeared for a moment, heading up to the front, then came quietly back. He stood at the front of the two rows of seats and clapped his hands together repeatedly.
"OK, everyone! Let's look alive here now!" he called, everyone beginning to groan, whether from the sudden awakening or from the thought of listening to his big mouth, "Everyone awake? Good! Then welcome to the United States."
Those who were not seated at the window began to climb over those who were so as to get a better look. Eevy took a two-second peek, then sat back in her seat and sighed. Lance was watching the ground intently while everyone else chirped between each other. Ensign was also looking outside, also seemingly amazed by the land beneath him.
Idly, Eevy listened to what everyone was saying, "There's so much water!"
"Look at all the little buildings!"
"I think I'm gonna hurl…"
"Ohhh…Me too…"
"I wonder if they have any new Pokemon over here."
"Maybe. I'd sure like to see them if they do."
"My brothers are gonna be so jealous."
"We've got to do a story on this."
"And get some really good pictures too."
"Hey, there's the airport!"
"It's humungous."
"Sure is. It is an International Airport, so…"
"Are we gonna go to Disney World…?"
"Ooh, I hope so!"
"Pika-chuu!"
"Togi! Togi-pii!"
"I wanna go to Sea World!"
"There are other things in Florida besides Sea World and Disney World."
"Universal! And Busch Gardens! And Nascar!"
"Forget Nascar! Let's go to Medieval Knights!"
Eevy sighed again as they continued to argue over where they were going to go, "This is going to take a while…"
*^~^*Part Two: End…*^~^*
A/N: La-la-la…I am insane. I promise though that this'll get better in the next chapter, because they'll actually be out of the plane. And yeah, I know Ensign Treaty is a really bad name, but come on…He's supposed to be kinda…Annoying. Anyway, I'm off to work some more. Yay.
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Next: Special Edition: TAA USA: Part 3.
TAA Pokemon Of The Month: May 2003: The Long Body Pokemon Furret & The Rushing Pokemon Linoone
I don't own Pokemon, any of the car makes (Companies like Dodge and Chevrolet) or models (Types like Mako Shark and Viper), or anything in relation to Disney, Sea World, Busch Gardens, Nascar, Medieval Knights, or anything at all in any way connected to any of these places/franchises. Oh yeah…I don't own anything in relation to Orlando International Airport (OIA) either. OK…I'm done now…