Sirius: Hi!
Muddy: Eh, whatever.
Flare: Well you're eccentric aren't ya, Mud butt?
Muddy: What's with you and your addiction to saying butt?
Flare: Shut up.
Sirius: Don't you mean shut butt? Bad dum tssh.
Flare: Grr.
Sirius: Apples and bananas.
Skittles: Bananas are good.
Muddy: Well thank you for that ever so interesting conversation. (rolls eyes)
Flare: Yeah, but I'll think we'll be taking our star spots now-
Skittles: What do you mean YOUR star spots! We're all equals here!
Sirius: Tell 'em like it is, you ... cat ... thing.
Flare: Well duh! We're the main Pokemon characters, and your just little alternate co-star Pokemon in both stories.
Skittles: You're not the star Pokemon. You just get more lines!
Sirius: And more rare candies.
Skittles: And more time with Brendan and May.
Sirius: And everything.
Muddy: Told ya!
Parents
His eyes darted back and forth, searching, hunting for the one he sought out. He raised an eyebrow, confused by the predicament he was in. It was like he was in a world filled with nothingness. A crackle of leaves and a small gust of wind from behind him caught his attention. He turned around swiftly, but no one was there. Frustrated, he kicked a nearby rock, his eyebrows scrunching up. Yet another sound was heard but this time something pounced on him, covering his eyes. He stumbled around a bit, trying to get the pair of hands off. The hands felt soft and smooth; he recognized those hands. He groaned inwardly as he got the familiar hands off of his face. The girl's eyes has a mischievous sparkle in them as they met his own orbs. He laughed out a bit and carried the girl back to town on his back. All of this just for a piggyback ride...
"That's not fair!" Wally exploded, cursing incoherent words every now and then. "You cheated! You went to the fair and made May fall in love with you even more! And furthermore..."
Brendan watched Wally half amused, drowning out Wally's whiny voice with his mp3 player. He turned the volume up. Thank Groudon I got these at the fair last night, he thought, smirking. Then again... He turned off his mp3 player to listen to Wally's yammering.
"... You loser! You just had to stoop down so low by coming on my night to get to May, huh? Huh?! And what's the deal about..."
Blah, same old crap, Brendan thought, turning on his mp3 player once again. He ceases to amaze me with his stupidity, but there's something in that little body of his that makes me hate him even more-
Wally spotted the wires coming from Brendan's head and saw the mp3 player hidden behind his backpack on his lap. Annoyed, he reached out and grabbed the wires, pulling the headphones out of Brendan's ears.
"Hey! I liked that last song!" Brendan complained, rubbing his ears.
"You weren't listening to me!" Wally screeched.
Brendan rolled his eyes. "If I wanted to here animals grunting like they were in heat, I would go to the petting zoo."
Wally growled and glared ice cold daggers at Brendan and marched out the door, causing a fit of laughter out of Brendan.
"I knew you were psycho." Muddy came out of his Pokeball out of his own will and sat on the floor next to Brendan. "Ever since I was a Mudkip."
"Ah, the good old days," Brendan thought out loud. "Brings back so many memories."
(FLASHBACK)
A five year old Brendan Birch ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, a yellow egg decorated with blue polka dots carried in his tiny hands. He pushed open the doors of the lab in Littleroot with one of his legs and ran to Professor Birch, also known as his dad.
"Daddy!" Brendan screamed as Professor Birch kneeled down to his son's height. "Daddy, I put the egg on the floor when I was weaching for a cookie on the table and I put it on the floor gwently, honest! But then the egg began to cwack and I screamed woudly! And mommy went upstwairs to cwean wup so she wasn't there! And now-"
"Calm down, Brendan," the Professor chuckled as he gently took the egg from Brendan's grip. "It's all right. Your egg is just hatching."
"H-hatching?" Brendan replied curiously, standing on his tippy toes. "Is twat a word for bweaking?"
The professor chortled again. "No, son. When a baby Pokemon is ready to come out, it breaks through the tough shell of an egg. That's why it looks like the egg is broken."
"Oh!" Brendan said, amazed.
The Professor set the egg on the table. "Here. Come watch the miracle of life." He picked up Brendan and set him eye level with the egg. Minutes later, a small, blue thing appeared in the mass of broken egg and sticky goo.
"Daddy! It's a Mwudkwip!" Brendan shouted excitedly.
"Shh. Yeah, it's a Mudkip," Professor Birch answered as they continued to watch the baby Mudkip struggle to break free from the egg.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, son?"
"Where do babies come from?"
(End Flashback)
"...And then that Mudkip evolved and had another Mudkip who evolved who then had you." Brendan was in a trance-like state. "Good times, good times."
"Hey!" Muddy waved an impatient paw in front of Brendan's face, causing him to fall back in his chair. "Yeah, while you were in la la land, you've got some visitors outside." He paused, pressing his paw against his chin. "Let me rephrase that. Mommy and daddy dearest are here."
"What?!" Brendan shot out of his chair like a rocket. "Is this a trick because it's not funny!"
"What's wrong with mama and old pops?" Muddy laughed. "I just cracked myself up!"
"Don't call them that!" Brendan growled, racing over to the window and peeking behind the curtains. "Latias, why are they here?" Brendan looked alarmed, staring anxiously at his parents. "I wish they were gone!" He paused for a minute. "Dammit! This just proves I don't have fairy god parents!"
Four more jets of red or white light appeared besides Muddy, forming into Pokemon who were curiously looking at their trainer with wide eyes.
"What?" Brendan exclaimed. "My parents are here!"
"So?" Sirius asked.
"My parents are here!"
"I believe we heard you the first time, buddy boy," Muddy replied. "Besides, what's wrong with having Mrs. Birch and Professor Birch here? It's not like May's parents are here or something."
"No! They're going to ask me all these dumb questions - probably in front of May - because that's how my life goes! And then knowing how my life goes-"
"Dude, stop repeating thing," Sirius interrupted.
"-I'll be all flabbergasted-"
"You make yourself sound like a grandpa," Muddy observed. "Then again you have the hair of one."
"-And talk all retarded, and May will think I'm a idiot-"
"I think she already thinks you're an idiot," Sapphire stated.
"-And then I'll never be with her!" Brendan ran out of breath and panted. "Do you see why I don't want my parents here right now?"
"No, but we'll just play along." Muddy grinned his goody grin. "Time to meet the in-laws, folks. Wait, I should say that when May's parents are here. Whatever."
Brendan gulped nervously and headed out the door. "Well, here it goes."
- - -
"Aw, May. You're growing into such a lovely young lady," Mrs. Birch cooed, smiling while holding May's hands. "How's the training and traveling going? I hear that you two stopped a plan of Team Magma! Great job!"
"Thanks, Mrs. Birch!" May smiled back. "But I couldn't have come this far without Brendan behind me-"
"Don't you mean in front?" Brendan asked stubbornly, crossing his arms as he stood in Wally's doorway a few feet away.
"Whatever, B Boy."
"Brendan!" Mrs. Birch cried out joyfully, running over Wally's wooden porch and hugging her son to death. "You have grown so much!" She squeezed even tighter. "Soon my baby boy will be all grown up and be married and have kids of his own."
"Mom!" Brendan complained, squirming out of his mom's death hug. "Not here!"
"Aw, what's wrong, sweetie?" Mrs. Birch asked. "You rarely call me any more, so I don't know how you are or where you are! Do you remember to take a shower and to change your you-know-what's?"
May giggled. "Don't worry, Mrs. Birch. I'll make sure he does now!"
Brendan blushed out of embarrassment. "Mom!" he groaned again, trying to cover his blush by lowering his head. How embarrassing, he thought. And May laughed at it! My life as we know it is over!
"Brendan!" Brendan heard another recognizable voice call out toward him.
"Oh no," Brendan moaned.
"Good to see you, son!" Professor Birch came and gave a noogie to Brendan, holding him in a choke hold. "How are your Pokemon doing, you two? Let me see them!" The Professor awaited eagerly to see Brendan's regular team. "Your other Pokemon are doing fine at the lab and so are yours, May."
"That's good," May replied back, getting out her Pokeballs. "Time to come out you guys!"
"Muddy, Sirius, everyone! Time to come meet ... my parents!" Brendan yelled inside of Wally's house hesitatingly. "But, you know, if your busy, you don't have to come out!"
"Brendan," May murmured, hitting Brendan on the arm playfully.
Muddy and the rest of Brendan's team came out of Wally's house, trying to squeeze through the doorframe at the same time.
"Your tail is in my way, Muddy!" Cy shouted, trying to kick Muddy out the door.
"Hey! I'm not a doggie door!" Sirius yelled as he saw Silver fly under him.
"Someone help me!" Sapphire cried. "I can't move on my own out of water!"
Brendan slapped his head. "Latios, help me."
Muddy spotted the two trainers and the two adults staring at them. "Erm, hi?"
The four people just blinked as the Pokemon came out of the door one by one, May's Pokemon trying to contain their laughter.
"Brendan, they're staring at us like we're freaks!" Muddy whispered. "They're scaring me."
"Try not to move and maybe they'll stop staring," Brendan whispered back as he watched Banana use her Vine Whip to retrieve Sapphire from inside the house.
It was the Professor who broke the ice. "Interesting," he thought out loud. "Very interesting. Not many trainers are able to decipher what their Pokemon are saying not unless they are really close. Why haven't you told me before, Brendan?"
Brendan shrugged. "I thought everyone could understand what their Pokemon were saying. I was able to understand Muddy here when I first got him, but then again I did play with him before he was actually mine."
"May, were you able to understand Torchic when you first got her?" Professor Birch asked, looking at Flare with curiously.
May thought for a minute. "Um, yeah I guess. I can't really remember the first time Flare spoke to me. All I remember is that I beat Brendan."
"Ugh. You're still on that?" Brendan exclaimed, causing a few giggles and chuckles all around. "That was such a long time ago, May."
"Hey, a girl never forgets."
"I thought an elephant never forgets."
"Whatever."
"That the best you got, May-ple?"
"Don't call me that, Bread Head!"
"My head does not look like bread!"
"I didn't mean it like that!"
"Then what do you mean then?"
Professor Birch, Mrs. Birch and all the Pokemon sighed in unison, staring at the bickering trainers with amusement.
"Oy! Lovebirds! You forgot that we are here?" Muddy called out in between the arguing. "Or are you two so caught up in each other's eyes because we can go." The other Pokemon laughed at Muddy's comment leaving two blushing trainers and two confused adults.
"Brendan, what did your Swampert say?" Mrs. Birch asked.
"Must have been funny," Professor Birch examined.
Brendan blushed for a few seconds. "Actually, I don't know what he said. I guess we're not as close as you thought." He glared at Muddy who just smiled innocently in return.
May smiled at Brendan and Muddy's reactions but it soon died down soon. Her eyes peered into the distance, down the path to Mauville. Brendan could tell something was troubling her.
"May, what's up?" he asked worriedly.
May snapped out of her thought. "What? Oh, nothing, nothing. Everything's fine!" She forced a fake grin onto her face to calm down Brendan. "Now if you will excuse me ..." She went past Brendan before stopping mid-track. "How rude of me. Good-bye Mrs. Birch, Professor Birch. I'll be back by three, Bread Head-"
"Stop calling me that!"
She laughed. "I'll be down in Mauville if you need me," she told them. "C'mon, Flare."
Flare followed May down the path way, leaving behind puzzled Pokemon and people.
"What's wrong with May?" Mrs. Birch asked concernedly. "She looked troubled."
Brendan shrugged and shook his head. "I'm not sure, Mom, but I know something is up."
Professor Birch frowned a bit but smiled a bit to lighten the mood. "So son. When are you going to marry Miss May?"
"Dad!"
- - -
"Where are we going, May" Flare asked as they walked down the path down to Mauville. "And why didn't you bring the others with you? What-"
"Shh," May told Flare. "I saw someone down here. He looked suspicious."
"Suspicious as in 'I'm going to get you' or suspicious as in 'surprise party?'" Flare asked, still following May's tracks.
"I don't know. What's the difference? They're both suspicious," May answered, her eyes darting back and forth for any sign of movement, "No one's here."
"Yeah, there's a fine line between suspicious and paranoid," Flare murmured. "Then again-"
A voice nearby interrupted her. "I've been looking for you, May."
Whoa, how did this story go from fairy-tale happy fair dates to secret spy sort of scenario? (shrugs) It's ok. I'm confused too. :P
I'm tired, Muddy, and I smell! I don't wanna do reviews!
Muddy: So why are you complaining to me then?
I dunno.
Muddy: You know, you haven't done reviews for anything?
Shaddup.
Muddy: You know I'm right. For once. Go me!
Flare: Breezy says she sorry that this isn't a light-hearted chapter. So review and tell her to make the secret character a suspicious bad guy or a suspicious good guy. Like anyone reads the things after the chapter, huh?
True.
LaTeR dAyZ!!