Disclaimer. M2 owns Loren. I own me. Everything else belong to "the big
people" as M2 would say. R&R please.
Chapter Five
I awoke to find Loren gone and a note in his stead.
'Hey Sis, gone back to reality, something to see to. Head back to Pallet with the boat that I left at the beach.
Loren
PS. Do NOT take the boat to Vermilion Dock!
PPS. Get me a newspaper '
I got up and packed away the few things we'd unpacked the night before, looking around to see if I could find something to eat. There wasn't anything, that I recognised, anyway. Väinö woke up moments later, yawning and stretching like a cat.
"Morning, Väinö. Loren left a note, we're supposed to go back to the beach. Okay?" Väinö gave me a look that clearly said, "Do we have to?"
"Sorry, but we can't exactly go to Vermilion, I don't want to be arrested for pinching the boat when I didn't do it!" Väinö gave in and let me pick him and my pack up, heading for the boat.
Once there, I noticed there were little Post-It notes on various parts of the engine, seemingly containing instructions. I looked closer to discover the notes were numbered.
1. Push boat from shore.
2. Get in the boat. (Duh.)
3. Prime engine. Press rubbery red button 5 times.
4. Start engine by pulling rope.
5. Steer. Turn to left to turn left. To turn right... take a wild guess. Throttle to speed up and slown down.
6. When approaching land, SLOW DOWN!!!!
7. Land.
8. Kill engine. Not to be taken literally.
9. Get out of boat.
Feeling like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, I followed the instructions, hoping I wouldn't mess up.
Somehow, I actually managed to start the engine and move away from the island without blowing the boat up. Since I'm all thumbs when it comes to any kind of strange machinery, it was quite an accomplishment.
After about a quarter of an hour, the mainland started to come into sight, a cause of relief since my control of the boat was shaky at best. When the boat finally hit the beach, I noticed there was a crowd of people, most of them ten or eleven years old, staring around at the destruction of the beach and speculating as to what happened. I found I could hear what they were thinking. It puzzled me, until I took a discreet look around and saw Loren standing slightly further away on the beach, listening in on peoples' thoughts and sending them to me.
I slowly walked over to him, and just as I reached him, I heard someone think 'Maybe it was a meteorite,' which made me double up in silent laughter. "Yeah, a Cloyster-shaped meteorite," I commented to Loren, too softly to be overheard.
After a moment, a bug-catcher saw me, noticed Väinö and called out, "Oi, you! I challenge you!" Loren and I exchanged exasperated looks and I stepped forward.
"Alright, it's your funeral!" I commented, then looked at Väinö. "This should be pretty easy, that guy most likely only has a couple of level five Caterpies!"
The bug-guy sent out a level five Caterpie, (big surprise!) and called out "Tackle!"
"Väinö, dodge it and use you own tackle!" And that was all it took to knock the Caterpie out.
"Metapod, go!"
"Tackle it, Väinö!" And the second critter was out.
The other trainer started whining about his loss, which started getting on my nerves after a bit. I turned to Loren. "I don't suppose you could...?" I asked as I mimed hitting myself over the head. "Don't give him a concussion, just knock him out."
Loren made a subtle gesture, and the bug-trainer fell down unconscious. I stepped forward and started digging in his pockets, trying to find his wallet or purse. Upon finding it, I opened the wallet and looked at the ID card. "Dudley Dursley. Sound familiar?" I asked Loren with a hint of sarcasm.
"Perhaps."
I opened the money section. "Oh look. The guy's got more money than is good for him," I said as I held up two thousand-notes. "He'd be a target for pick-pockets. I think I'll relieve him of some of the risk," I said as I took one note and put the other back in his wallet. I then turned him over into a recovery position and got up.
"Yo, sis. I gotta go again. See 'ya at Viridian." I turned to argue, but Loren was gone. Sighing, I turned to Väinö and said,
"Ho-kay, let's go. I need to go to the Mart anyway." I started walking toward the town exit, stopping as I felt Väinö climb up my pants leg and perch on my shoulder. "Can't be bothered to walk, eh?" I asked with a smile. Väinämö shook his head, an obvious negative gesture.
I started walking again, hoping to whoever was listening 'up there' (aka Heaven), that I wouldn't be attacked by wild Pokémon. Fortunately, the grass seemed almost deserted, and after a while I started to wonder why. Maybe something scared them off?
When I entered Viridian, the first thing I did was go to the Mart and buy some supplies, including the local equivalent of Pan salt, which was the only kind of salt I could eat. Besides, it was healthier than normal salt. And with the kind of thing Loren ate, it was a miracle he hadn't had a heart attack...
As I exited the shop, I tried to head for the route to Pewter, only to find the road blocked by an old man. "Excuse me," I said, "Could you please let me pass?"
"I'm not moving until I get some coffee."
I turned to Väinö and commented, "Sound familiar?" I was distracted by the sound of someone starting a fight over by the Gym. My curiousity got the best of me and I headed over to see what the fuss was all about.
A man dressed in black clothes was harrassing a girl a couple of years younger than me, looking like she was about to collapse. The sight caused my inner girl-scout to raise her head. "Oi! Pick on someone your own size!"
The guy turned to face me and I saw a white R on his shirt. I also noticed that my order wouldn't quite do the trick since he was at least as tall as Loren, and so I was a good foot shorter than him.
"Have it your way." He sent out a Nidorino, somehow I just _knew_ the critter was at level thirty.
"Great," I muttered, "Me and my big mouth... Väinö, try tackling it..." I suggested, knowing perfectly well I was in trouble. I was only glad I'd used up almost all of the money I pinched after beating the bug- catcher.
Väinö was thrown back by the Nidorino's counterattack, landing in a crumpled heap. He got up again, showing a Finnish trait known as _sisu_*, which is most accurately translated to "guts". I moved over to him and pulled out a couple of potions. "Here, hold still." I sprayed the potions over Väinö, which healed him in a matter of seconds. "Now, try biting it. I know you haven't officially learned that attack yet, but you've got teeth, right? If Dim and Eltie can do it, so can you," I murmured in his ear. Väinö nodded and I backed away.
I watched as Väinö successfully bit the Nidorino, which knocked it out. The Rocket sent out a level thirty Drowzee. Väinämö repeated the treatment he used on the Nidorino which resulted in another knockout. With a growl of frustration, the Rocket sent out a level fourty Koffing. I knew I was hip-deep in trouble now. "The critter will know Selfdestruct!" I said.
The Rocket gave me a blank look, then grinned evilly and said, "Hey, thanks for the idea!" I slapped my head in frustration. 'Stupid!' I berated myself.
As the Koffing used Selfdestruct, I thought I felt a shift in airpressure which indicated someone had teleported in. Väinö fainted from the attack, and I only just barely had time to see a vaguely human blur breeze past me and confront the Rocket.
The Rocket tried to punch Loren only to have his fist collide with the hilt of a very large dagger Loren pulled out. The Rocket cried out in pain and backed away, pulling out a gun. Loren brought out a sword with a whip on the end and lashed out with the whip, snapping it around the the gun. He yanked on the sword, sending the gun flying. The Rocket tried to run away only to have the whip snap around his ankle. Loren pulled on the sword which tripped the Rocket up, knocking him out cold as he fell down face first.
Loren came to me and when I looked up at him he grinned and pulled out a frying pan.
"Yes! Thank you!" I cried out and practically glomped the frying pan. Loren watched and simply said,
"You owe me a kingdom."
*Look at the link on my author page which gives Finnish vocab.
Chapter Five
I awoke to find Loren gone and a note in his stead.
'Hey Sis, gone back to reality, something to see to. Head back to Pallet with the boat that I left at the beach.
Loren
PS. Do NOT take the boat to Vermilion Dock!
PPS. Get me a newspaper '
I got up and packed away the few things we'd unpacked the night before, looking around to see if I could find something to eat. There wasn't anything, that I recognised, anyway. Väinö woke up moments later, yawning and stretching like a cat.
"Morning, Väinö. Loren left a note, we're supposed to go back to the beach. Okay?" Väinö gave me a look that clearly said, "Do we have to?"
"Sorry, but we can't exactly go to Vermilion, I don't want to be arrested for pinching the boat when I didn't do it!" Väinö gave in and let me pick him and my pack up, heading for the boat.
Once there, I noticed there were little Post-It notes on various parts of the engine, seemingly containing instructions. I looked closer to discover the notes were numbered.
1. Push boat from shore.
2. Get in the boat. (Duh.)
3. Prime engine. Press rubbery red button 5 times.
4. Start engine by pulling rope.
5. Steer. Turn to left to turn left. To turn right... take a wild guess. Throttle to speed up and slown down.
6. When approaching land, SLOW DOWN!!!!
7. Land.
8. Kill engine. Not to be taken literally.
9. Get out of boat.
Feeling like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, I followed the instructions, hoping I wouldn't mess up.
Somehow, I actually managed to start the engine and move away from the island without blowing the boat up. Since I'm all thumbs when it comes to any kind of strange machinery, it was quite an accomplishment.
After about a quarter of an hour, the mainland started to come into sight, a cause of relief since my control of the boat was shaky at best. When the boat finally hit the beach, I noticed there was a crowd of people, most of them ten or eleven years old, staring around at the destruction of the beach and speculating as to what happened. I found I could hear what they were thinking. It puzzled me, until I took a discreet look around and saw Loren standing slightly further away on the beach, listening in on peoples' thoughts and sending them to me.
I slowly walked over to him, and just as I reached him, I heard someone think 'Maybe it was a meteorite,' which made me double up in silent laughter. "Yeah, a Cloyster-shaped meteorite," I commented to Loren, too softly to be overheard.
After a moment, a bug-catcher saw me, noticed Väinö and called out, "Oi, you! I challenge you!" Loren and I exchanged exasperated looks and I stepped forward.
"Alright, it's your funeral!" I commented, then looked at Väinö. "This should be pretty easy, that guy most likely only has a couple of level five Caterpies!"
The bug-guy sent out a level five Caterpie, (big surprise!) and called out "Tackle!"
"Väinö, dodge it and use you own tackle!" And that was all it took to knock the Caterpie out.
"Metapod, go!"
"Tackle it, Väinö!" And the second critter was out.
The other trainer started whining about his loss, which started getting on my nerves after a bit. I turned to Loren. "I don't suppose you could...?" I asked as I mimed hitting myself over the head. "Don't give him a concussion, just knock him out."
Loren made a subtle gesture, and the bug-trainer fell down unconscious. I stepped forward and started digging in his pockets, trying to find his wallet or purse. Upon finding it, I opened the wallet and looked at the ID card. "Dudley Dursley. Sound familiar?" I asked Loren with a hint of sarcasm.
"Perhaps."
I opened the money section. "Oh look. The guy's got more money than is good for him," I said as I held up two thousand-notes. "He'd be a target for pick-pockets. I think I'll relieve him of some of the risk," I said as I took one note and put the other back in his wallet. I then turned him over into a recovery position and got up.
"Yo, sis. I gotta go again. See 'ya at Viridian." I turned to argue, but Loren was gone. Sighing, I turned to Väinö and said,
"Ho-kay, let's go. I need to go to the Mart anyway." I started walking toward the town exit, stopping as I felt Väinö climb up my pants leg and perch on my shoulder. "Can't be bothered to walk, eh?" I asked with a smile. Väinämö shook his head, an obvious negative gesture.
I started walking again, hoping to whoever was listening 'up there' (aka Heaven), that I wouldn't be attacked by wild Pokémon. Fortunately, the grass seemed almost deserted, and after a while I started to wonder why. Maybe something scared them off?
When I entered Viridian, the first thing I did was go to the Mart and buy some supplies, including the local equivalent of Pan salt, which was the only kind of salt I could eat. Besides, it was healthier than normal salt. And with the kind of thing Loren ate, it was a miracle he hadn't had a heart attack...
As I exited the shop, I tried to head for the route to Pewter, only to find the road blocked by an old man. "Excuse me," I said, "Could you please let me pass?"
"I'm not moving until I get some coffee."
I turned to Väinö and commented, "Sound familiar?" I was distracted by the sound of someone starting a fight over by the Gym. My curiousity got the best of me and I headed over to see what the fuss was all about.
A man dressed in black clothes was harrassing a girl a couple of years younger than me, looking like she was about to collapse. The sight caused my inner girl-scout to raise her head. "Oi! Pick on someone your own size!"
The guy turned to face me and I saw a white R on his shirt. I also noticed that my order wouldn't quite do the trick since he was at least as tall as Loren, and so I was a good foot shorter than him.
"Have it your way." He sent out a Nidorino, somehow I just _knew_ the critter was at level thirty.
"Great," I muttered, "Me and my big mouth... Väinö, try tackling it..." I suggested, knowing perfectly well I was in trouble. I was only glad I'd used up almost all of the money I pinched after beating the bug- catcher.
Väinö was thrown back by the Nidorino's counterattack, landing in a crumpled heap. He got up again, showing a Finnish trait known as _sisu_*, which is most accurately translated to "guts". I moved over to him and pulled out a couple of potions. "Here, hold still." I sprayed the potions over Väinö, which healed him in a matter of seconds. "Now, try biting it. I know you haven't officially learned that attack yet, but you've got teeth, right? If Dim and Eltie can do it, so can you," I murmured in his ear. Väinö nodded and I backed away.
I watched as Väinö successfully bit the Nidorino, which knocked it out. The Rocket sent out a level thirty Drowzee. Väinämö repeated the treatment he used on the Nidorino which resulted in another knockout. With a growl of frustration, the Rocket sent out a level fourty Koffing. I knew I was hip-deep in trouble now. "The critter will know Selfdestruct!" I said.
The Rocket gave me a blank look, then grinned evilly and said, "Hey, thanks for the idea!" I slapped my head in frustration. 'Stupid!' I berated myself.
As the Koffing used Selfdestruct, I thought I felt a shift in airpressure which indicated someone had teleported in. Väinö fainted from the attack, and I only just barely had time to see a vaguely human blur breeze past me and confront the Rocket.
The Rocket tried to punch Loren only to have his fist collide with the hilt of a very large dagger Loren pulled out. The Rocket cried out in pain and backed away, pulling out a gun. Loren brought out a sword with a whip on the end and lashed out with the whip, snapping it around the the gun. He yanked on the sword, sending the gun flying. The Rocket tried to run away only to have the whip snap around his ankle. Loren pulled on the sword which tripped the Rocket up, knocking him out cold as he fell down face first.
Loren came to me and when I looked up at him he grinned and pulled out a frying pan.
"Yes! Thank you!" I cried out and practically glomped the frying pan. Loren watched and simply said,
"You owe me a kingdom."
*Look at the link on my author page which gives Finnish vocab.