The Second Story: A Hoenn Adventure
Story Time, Seriously! Part 3
Yay, almost done with our characters' pasts! This one is Moonbeam's if you didn't guess. It will be funny seeing Moonbeam grow up to be the hippie she is today! This is going to try to hit every hippie stereotype.
Current Pokemon- Yep, still the same as Part 1. Big surprise.
Hmm, I said I would include her bio, but I'm too lazy to do it up here, so I'll add it all in the story somewhere.
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"Wow, you didn't even go back to say bye." Felix yawned, stretched, and scratched an itch all at the same time. (Multi tasking!)
"Yeah, well, I don't think my dad really cared much anyway." Sage turned away.
"Yeah, you're probably right." Moonbeam had stopped crying and was looking rather bored actually. "Seemed to me like he could care less about you."
"Hey! That wasn't very nice!" Sage yelled.
"Excuse me, ladies. No doubt it would be fun for me to watch the catfight that was right about to start, but we still need to hear Moonbeam's story." Felix looked from one girl to the other. Sage sat back and huffed while Moonbeam scooted toward the ashes that were once a fire.
"Okay, it all began a long time ago, in a tree far, far, away…" Moonbeam waved her hand in the air in front of her once for dramatic effect.
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"Teardrop from the Sun," a voice woke Moonbeam from her sleep "it is time to awake and meet the beautiful new day."
"Mommm!" Moonbeam groaned and opened her eyes to see her mother standing over her bed. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!"
"But Teardrop from the Sun, it is your birth name. It is unique to you and is not bound by predetermined gender barriers." her mother said.
"Just call me Moonbeam mom!" Moonbeam rolled out of bed and hit the floor. Go her.
"Come child, it is time for the morning family gathering." Moonbeam's mom walked out.
"Why can't she just call it breakfast?" she grumbled as she went to her closet and picked out what she was going to wear that day. She chose her customary baggy blue jeans, and white t-shirt. As she walked out, she grabbed her gray jacked and pulled it on. (Ever notice how you can wear the same thing day after day and no one will care?) She shook her head to get out any clumps in her curly blonde hair.
"Ah, here is our girl!" her father said as she walked down the stairs. "Are you ready for your annual day of birth celebration?"
"Oh yeah! It's my birthday today!" Moonbeam smiled as she thought of what she was going to do today. Along with all of the other ten year olds, she was going to the Peace Battle Seminar to receive her first Pokemon.
"Yes, it is daughter of mine." her mother put a bowl of what looked to be bran cereal in front of her.
Moonbeam ate as fast as she could, getting her father to pound on her back whenever she forgot to chew again. When she finally finished, she stood up said bye, and ran out of their house. Just in case your wondering, their house is a really big tree, so is the every other building in the town of Bigtree. (Original name huh?)
As she ran through the forest that was their town, she ran into her best friend, literally.
"Ooomph" she grunted as she collided with her best friend who was calmly walking down the street…er..dirt road. Both girls fell to the ground in a heap.
"Whoa, Moonbeam, what's the rush?" her friend, Treeflower asked.
"I'm ten now! I need to get down to the Gathering Oak to get my Pokemon!" Moonbeam said, picking herself up and brushing her shirt off. She promptly started running again, leaving her friend in the dust, literally again.
She reached the huge tree, the Gathering Oak at about the same time as most of the others that were to receive their first Pokemon. One walked up to her. "So, who are you going to choose? I personally am thinking of choosing an Oddish" he said.
"Fascinating, really, it is but I'm going to have to take the Treecko!" Moonbeam walked past him and into the Gathering Oak. Inside she saw many young soon-to-be trainers just like her milling about. She looked around, found a seat, and waited for whatever was supposed to happen.
"Okay, okay everyone, sit down, man." a lazy voice called into the huge hollowed tree. A tall, lanky man with long hair in a ponytail, sunglasses, a tie-dye bandanna, and small beard walked in.
"Good morning Mr. Dude!" all of the kids said in unison.
"Good morning, man." Mr. Dude walked into the middle of the room and produced a small sack out of his pocket. He opened it, and turned it upside down. Pokeballs poured out onto the ground. All of the kids twitched, getting ready to run and try to be the first to get one.
"Ok, man. These, are your possible Pokemon. In order to keep the one you choose, you'll have to beat me, man." Mr. Dude pulled out a pokeball of his own. And stepped back from the pile of pokeballs. "Okay man, who is brave enough to go first?"
"I will!" Moonbeam jumped up and ran to the pile of pokeballs. She rummaged through them for a minute before finding the one she wanted. "Alright, I'll take you on with this Treecko Mr. Dude!"
"Ok, man. Rules are you must beat me with as little offensive moves as possible." Mr. Dude threw his pokeball, releasing a Vileplume.
"Fine, go Treecko!" Moonbeam threw her pokeball and out popped the small wood gecko.
"Treecko!" it said, looking at it's new trainer, then to it's opponent. It scowled at Vileplume who did likewise.
"Ok, Begin!" Mr. Dude said. "Vileplume, man, use Giga Drain."
"Dodge and use pound on it Treecko!" Moonbeam yelled.
Vileplume began to glow a little. Treecko used it's amazing agility to run right up to Vileplume and smack it in the face a few times. Vileplume had been hoping for this though, and punched Treecko. Treecko's energy immediately began flowing into Vileplume through it's fist that was still deep in Treecko's stomach.
"No! Use Pound again, don't give it time to recover." Moonbeam yelled, completely ignoring the whole "as few attack moves as possible" thing.
Treecko reached inside itself for some strength, and slammed it's fist hard into Vileplume's face, over and over again. Even though it was still getting drained, it was dealing far more damage. (Amazing how a puny level 5 can beat like a level 30 huh?) Vileplume kept up with the Giga Drain, but it was starting to wobble on it's feet. After a few more fists to the face, it collapsed and Treecko stood tall and proud at it's victory. It then turned and jumped into Moonbeams arms. The two were crying happily when they realized that everyone was staring at them.
"What?" Moonbeam held Treecko to her protectively just in case they tried to take it away.
"Jeez man, this was supposed to be a nice, peaceful battle." Mr. Dude returned his Vileplume, then walked over to Moonbeam. "Like, could you please leave for the rest of this thing, man. I'll meet you at your tree, man."
Moonbeam looked at him weird, then walked out of the Gathering Oak with Treecko still in her arms. She headed towards her house, entered and slumped in a nearby chair. After about five minutes or so, she dozed off, her Treecko doing the same in her lap. She woke suddenly to loud voices coming from the kitchen.
"She did what?" her mother was saying loudly in disbelief.
"That's just not possible.." her father said, equally disbelieving.
Her mother, father, and Mr. Dude walked out into the room she was in and all looked hard at her. Her mother looked as though she had been slapped in the face. (There was even a hand shaped red mark!) Her father just stared at her.
"What?" Moonbeam asked innocently, knowing full well what it was about.
"How could you do something so violent?" her mother nearly broke down in tears.
"Don't be such a drama queen mom…" Moonbeam turned away, embarrassed.
"Honey, I'm afraid that the town, after hearing of this, has come to a horrible decision." her father looked grimly at her. "I don't know how to put this…"
"You've been branded a "Disturber of the Peace" man." Mr. Dude said bluntly. "You know what happens to all people who disturb the peace man."
"What!? No way!" Moonbeam was in disbelief. Disturbers of the Peace were required to leave the town, or go through rehab. Leaving the town was a hundred times better than the rehab.
"We have decided that you will have to leave tonight." Mr. Dude said.
"Honey, you can stay until dinner is over, but then we say bye for a while. M'kay?" her dad said.
"Uhhh….sure….." Moonbeams brain wasn't really working correctly.
"Dear, go get her stuff ready for travel…" he said again.
The household's occupants were moving kind of sluggishly that night. Mr. Dude had long since departed. Her mother and father were going around, preparing dinner, and her traveling gear. Dinner arrived all to soon for Moonbeam, and the dinner time discussions weren't all that interesting. Once dinner was over, they gave Moonbeam her pack and they all started walking slowly towards the towns entrance.
"Well, honey, here is some advice. Find someone you like, and travel with them for a while." her father said sagely. It didn't really make sense to Moonbeam, but it didn't matter to her either.
"Yes daughter, it will make the trip you take so much easier and much more enjoyable." her mother added. Moonbeam could see the towns entrance a little ways off.
"Try to find a strapping young man you can bring home for us to meet!" her dad said grinning.
"Daaad!" Moonbeam always hated it when he would talk like that. Besides, she thought, not very many guys would put up with her for long, so no worries!
They had finally reached the towns entrance, and her parents stopped. Moonbeam turned to them.
"I love you guys." she said tears forming in her eyes.
"We love you too, Teardrop from the Sun." they both said.
"I wish you guys wouldn't call me that." Moonbeam said halfheartedly, sniffling.
"Farewell, Moonbeam." her mother said, pulling her into a big hug.
"Goodbye honey." her dad said doing the same.
Moonbeam turned and started walking away. It was just then that she realized her Treecko was still out of it's pokeball. She hugged it once more, then put it back. As she was walking away, she could hear the familiar sounds of home fading away. Then something broke the silence.
"When you find that guy bring him home! I want grandchildren!"
"I really hate you sometimes dad!" Moonbeam mumbled.
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Ok, that's done! Yay, that's six good chapters in about a week! Well, still open for suggestions so throw em at me, but softly, I don't like bruises. So, how did you like that chapter? I've already got the plan for chapters 7 and 8 so that should be easy enough to write. I'll TTYL guys!
Stay tuned for Ch 8: The Rival Rally!
Story Time, Seriously! Part 3
Yay, almost done with our characters' pasts! This one is Moonbeam's if you didn't guess. It will be funny seeing Moonbeam grow up to be the hippie she is today! This is going to try to hit every hippie stereotype.
Current Pokemon- Yep, still the same as Part 1. Big surprise.
Hmm, I said I would include her bio, but I'm too lazy to do it up here, so I'll add it all in the story somewhere.
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"Wow, you didn't even go back to say bye." Felix yawned, stretched, and scratched an itch all at the same time. (Multi tasking!)
"Yeah, well, I don't think my dad really cared much anyway." Sage turned away.
"Yeah, you're probably right." Moonbeam had stopped crying and was looking rather bored actually. "Seemed to me like he could care less about you."
"Hey! That wasn't very nice!" Sage yelled.
"Excuse me, ladies. No doubt it would be fun for me to watch the catfight that was right about to start, but we still need to hear Moonbeam's story." Felix looked from one girl to the other. Sage sat back and huffed while Moonbeam scooted toward the ashes that were once a fire.
"Okay, it all began a long time ago, in a tree far, far, away…" Moonbeam waved her hand in the air in front of her once for dramatic effect.
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"Teardrop from the Sun," a voice woke Moonbeam from her sleep "it is time to awake and meet the beautiful new day."
"Mommm!" Moonbeam groaned and opened her eyes to see her mother standing over her bed. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!"
"But Teardrop from the Sun, it is your birth name. It is unique to you and is not bound by predetermined gender barriers." her mother said.
"Just call me Moonbeam mom!" Moonbeam rolled out of bed and hit the floor. Go her.
"Come child, it is time for the morning family gathering." Moonbeam's mom walked out.
"Why can't she just call it breakfast?" she grumbled as she went to her closet and picked out what she was going to wear that day. She chose her customary baggy blue jeans, and white t-shirt. As she walked out, she grabbed her gray jacked and pulled it on. (Ever notice how you can wear the same thing day after day and no one will care?) She shook her head to get out any clumps in her curly blonde hair.
"Ah, here is our girl!" her father said as she walked down the stairs. "Are you ready for your annual day of birth celebration?"
"Oh yeah! It's my birthday today!" Moonbeam smiled as she thought of what she was going to do today. Along with all of the other ten year olds, she was going to the Peace Battle Seminar to receive her first Pokemon.
"Yes, it is daughter of mine." her mother put a bowl of what looked to be bran cereal in front of her.
Moonbeam ate as fast as she could, getting her father to pound on her back whenever she forgot to chew again. When she finally finished, she stood up said bye, and ran out of their house. Just in case your wondering, their house is a really big tree, so is the every other building in the town of Bigtree. (Original name huh?)
As she ran through the forest that was their town, she ran into her best friend, literally.
"Ooomph" she grunted as she collided with her best friend who was calmly walking down the street…er..dirt road. Both girls fell to the ground in a heap.
"Whoa, Moonbeam, what's the rush?" her friend, Treeflower asked.
"I'm ten now! I need to get down to the Gathering Oak to get my Pokemon!" Moonbeam said, picking herself up and brushing her shirt off. She promptly started running again, leaving her friend in the dust, literally again.
She reached the huge tree, the Gathering Oak at about the same time as most of the others that were to receive their first Pokemon. One walked up to her. "So, who are you going to choose? I personally am thinking of choosing an Oddish" he said.
"Fascinating, really, it is but I'm going to have to take the Treecko!" Moonbeam walked past him and into the Gathering Oak. Inside she saw many young soon-to-be trainers just like her milling about. She looked around, found a seat, and waited for whatever was supposed to happen.
"Okay, okay everyone, sit down, man." a lazy voice called into the huge hollowed tree. A tall, lanky man with long hair in a ponytail, sunglasses, a tie-dye bandanna, and small beard walked in.
"Good morning Mr. Dude!" all of the kids said in unison.
"Good morning, man." Mr. Dude walked into the middle of the room and produced a small sack out of his pocket. He opened it, and turned it upside down. Pokeballs poured out onto the ground. All of the kids twitched, getting ready to run and try to be the first to get one.
"Ok, man. These, are your possible Pokemon. In order to keep the one you choose, you'll have to beat me, man." Mr. Dude pulled out a pokeball of his own. And stepped back from the pile of pokeballs. "Okay man, who is brave enough to go first?"
"I will!" Moonbeam jumped up and ran to the pile of pokeballs. She rummaged through them for a minute before finding the one she wanted. "Alright, I'll take you on with this Treecko Mr. Dude!"
"Ok, man. Rules are you must beat me with as little offensive moves as possible." Mr. Dude threw his pokeball, releasing a Vileplume.
"Fine, go Treecko!" Moonbeam threw her pokeball and out popped the small wood gecko.
"Treecko!" it said, looking at it's new trainer, then to it's opponent. It scowled at Vileplume who did likewise.
"Ok, Begin!" Mr. Dude said. "Vileplume, man, use Giga Drain."
"Dodge and use pound on it Treecko!" Moonbeam yelled.
Vileplume began to glow a little. Treecko used it's amazing agility to run right up to Vileplume and smack it in the face a few times. Vileplume had been hoping for this though, and punched Treecko. Treecko's energy immediately began flowing into Vileplume through it's fist that was still deep in Treecko's stomach.
"No! Use Pound again, don't give it time to recover." Moonbeam yelled, completely ignoring the whole "as few attack moves as possible" thing.
Treecko reached inside itself for some strength, and slammed it's fist hard into Vileplume's face, over and over again. Even though it was still getting drained, it was dealing far more damage. (Amazing how a puny level 5 can beat like a level 30 huh?) Vileplume kept up with the Giga Drain, but it was starting to wobble on it's feet. After a few more fists to the face, it collapsed and Treecko stood tall and proud at it's victory. It then turned and jumped into Moonbeams arms. The two were crying happily when they realized that everyone was staring at them.
"What?" Moonbeam held Treecko to her protectively just in case they tried to take it away.
"Jeez man, this was supposed to be a nice, peaceful battle." Mr. Dude returned his Vileplume, then walked over to Moonbeam. "Like, could you please leave for the rest of this thing, man. I'll meet you at your tree, man."
Moonbeam looked at him weird, then walked out of the Gathering Oak with Treecko still in her arms. She headed towards her house, entered and slumped in a nearby chair. After about five minutes or so, she dozed off, her Treecko doing the same in her lap. She woke suddenly to loud voices coming from the kitchen.
"She did what?" her mother was saying loudly in disbelief.
"That's just not possible.." her father said, equally disbelieving.
Her mother, father, and Mr. Dude walked out into the room she was in and all looked hard at her. Her mother looked as though she had been slapped in the face. (There was even a hand shaped red mark!) Her father just stared at her.
"What?" Moonbeam asked innocently, knowing full well what it was about.
"How could you do something so violent?" her mother nearly broke down in tears.
"Don't be such a drama queen mom…" Moonbeam turned away, embarrassed.
"Honey, I'm afraid that the town, after hearing of this, has come to a horrible decision." her father looked grimly at her. "I don't know how to put this…"
"You've been branded a "Disturber of the Peace" man." Mr. Dude said bluntly. "You know what happens to all people who disturb the peace man."
"What!? No way!" Moonbeam was in disbelief. Disturbers of the Peace were required to leave the town, or go through rehab. Leaving the town was a hundred times better than the rehab.
"We have decided that you will have to leave tonight." Mr. Dude said.
"Honey, you can stay until dinner is over, but then we say bye for a while. M'kay?" her dad said.
"Uhhh….sure….." Moonbeams brain wasn't really working correctly.
"Dear, go get her stuff ready for travel…" he said again.
The household's occupants were moving kind of sluggishly that night. Mr. Dude had long since departed. Her mother and father were going around, preparing dinner, and her traveling gear. Dinner arrived all to soon for Moonbeam, and the dinner time discussions weren't all that interesting. Once dinner was over, they gave Moonbeam her pack and they all started walking slowly towards the towns entrance.
"Well, honey, here is some advice. Find someone you like, and travel with them for a while." her father said sagely. It didn't really make sense to Moonbeam, but it didn't matter to her either.
"Yes daughter, it will make the trip you take so much easier and much more enjoyable." her mother added. Moonbeam could see the towns entrance a little ways off.
"Try to find a strapping young man you can bring home for us to meet!" her dad said grinning.
"Daaad!" Moonbeam always hated it when he would talk like that. Besides, she thought, not very many guys would put up with her for long, so no worries!
They had finally reached the towns entrance, and her parents stopped. Moonbeam turned to them.
"I love you guys." she said tears forming in her eyes.
"We love you too, Teardrop from the Sun." they both said.
"I wish you guys wouldn't call me that." Moonbeam said halfheartedly, sniffling.
"Farewell, Moonbeam." her mother said, pulling her into a big hug.
"Goodbye honey." her dad said doing the same.
Moonbeam turned and started walking away. It was just then that she realized her Treecko was still out of it's pokeball. She hugged it once more, then put it back. As she was walking away, she could hear the familiar sounds of home fading away. Then something broke the silence.
"When you find that guy bring him home! I want grandchildren!"
"I really hate you sometimes dad!" Moonbeam mumbled.
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Ok, that's done! Yay, that's six good chapters in about a week! Well, still open for suggestions so throw em at me, but softly, I don't like bruises. So, how did you like that chapter? I've already got the plan for chapters 7 and 8 so that should be easy enough to write. I'll TTYL guys!
Stay tuned for Ch 8: The Rival Rally!