Anything wit' [blah blah blah] is my beta reader putting her "oh-so-valuable" input. 'k? 'k.
[You are going to die soon, and I will not be blamed.]
See? that wuz my beta reader.
[Shut up!]
Whatever.
Remember ppls, in this thing May wears both her hip-pack and her dark-blue and red back-pack. Her hip-pack holds all stuff Pokémon related, and her backpack holds all essential items, like food. It just sounds more realistic to me. I mean come on, how can she stick a bike in that tiny thing? Oh okay, so it's "foldable," WHOOP-DE-DO-GAAAAH! ::gets thrown into a wall::
[Would you just shut up and let them read the chapter?!]
Yeah, sure. Just not right now.
From now on I'm gonna do my best to refrain from cussing. I'm also going to edit my previous chapters, for I do not want to taint the young minds of the children who read this. That's the biggest piece of bullsh—the biggest piece of bull I've ever said. Actually, the main and only reason is that I will not be able to continue this unless I refrain from it. Ground rules laid down by my dear ol' pops. Hopefully this will take a turn for the better. Probably not, but it's worth a shot. As you might guess the rating will go down…I think. Or I might keep it at PG-13, just to be careful.
((this is a new re-edit. When I said I'd edit my fic, it was about 6 months ago. In case you didn't notice, that never happened. Well, not until now at least. Oh yeah and the cussing will probably never leave. Maybe toned downed, but will never leave.))
[Get on with it!]
If ya read the last chapter, (which I most certainly hope you didn't . . . And if you did then I have every right to call you stupid. jk J ) then you'd know Wally was killed. . . . YAY . . . I was gonna make this chapter a casting call, and the new Wally would have pink hair, but then I said screw it, I'm just gonna do the chapter. I'm sure you guys are dying of the suspense of which Pokémon they got. Yeah right. Read the chapter, enjoy the chapter, and review the chapter. That ain't too hard is it? I'm mean come on, it only takes me about 5 seconds to write "YOU SUCK!" then submit the review . . . usually. Sometimes I'll take a little longer and say, "Oh and so does your fic you pigly S.O.B.!" J
Okay moving on . . .
[About time . . . ]
. . . TO SHOUT OUTS!
[::falls::]
OxBrEeZyxO- Ah yes. The dreadful thing known as school. Forgot about that. How could I, you ask? Simple, I forgot. As for not reading your story, that's a good thing . . . I think. And Breezy? Can I still call ya Breezy? I can? kay thanx. It would be called plagiarism. Beta-readers can be a lot of help. Altho mine ain't that great. Yes 'lia, i'm talkin' to ya again.
[Well YOU edit your chapters then! I'm doin' this outta da goodness of my heart!]
. . . I'm supposed to believe that?
[No, the readers are.]
Ah . . .
Silver Wolf66- yeah, it wuz kinda long. btw, the next one's comin' out right now. Or as soon as i'm done wit' dis li'l thingy. So u live in Hawai'i huh? O'ahu? cuz that's where I lived. Kaneohe, O'ahu. I can give u the address if ya want proof. But I'm sure u believe me right? RIGHT? Good. Yeah, blue-eyed Chinese come only once every lifetime. You full-blooded? Or . . . not full-blooded? NEXT!
Star-Empress- a hoobawhatsit? what's a pendragon? WHAT R U TALKIN' ABOUT?! ::ahem:: sorry. NEXT!
Wait, that's it...darn. I guess u can read the fic now.
Quote: Umm . . . ::thinks:: Hmm . . . Didya know that poop smells like crap?
[No, I did not know that. Thank you for telling me that. And all this time I thought poop smelled like a bouquet of flowers!]
o.O You . . . have a really screwed up sense of smell then.
[For the last time. Shut. UP!!]
Disclaimer: If that's what you wanna believe, then sure, I own Pokémon. But if I get sued then I'm gonna come and SUE YOUR ASS!
. . . THAT'S RIGHT!
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Ch: 5 On the Road Again
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The two young trainers waited as patiently as one can when getting a new Pokémon. One red light started to take the form of a star. The other Pokémon took the form of a mini dragon.
"Oh wow! A Staryu!" May shouted when Staryu took its form. She took out her Pokédex from her hip-pack and pointed the electronic encyclopedia towards her new Pokémon. The sensor blinked red, and a picture of Staryu popped up on the screen.
{Staryu: The Star Shape Pokémon. Staryu's center section has an organ called the core that shines bright red. If you go to a beach toward the end of summer, the glowing cores of these Pokémon look like the stars in the sky.} May put her Pokédex back into its spot in her hip-pack.
"I love it!" she said as she kneeled down to give her new Pokémon a hug, and squeeze the life out of it in the process. "Thanks a whole bunch Dad!"
During the time that May got acquainted with her Staryu, Brendan's new Pokémon had taken the form of Bagon. ((ya don't like the selections? Well tough! That's what you get for reading my fic! Jk : ) ))
"Whoa sweet!" Brendan said as he also pulled out his Pokédex to see what it said about Bagon.
{Bagon: The Steel-head Pokémon. Bagon has a dream of one day soaring in the sky. In doomed efforts to fly, this Pokémon hurls itself off cliffs. As a result of its dives, its head has grown tough and as hard as tempered steel.} He put his Pokédex away and knelt down next to Bagon. It gave him a look that said 'don't-hug-me-you'll-regret-it'. Brendan smiled and instead stuck out his hand. It looked at his hand with a puzzled look before biting it. Brendan let out a very loud, almost girlish scream as he kicked the dragon off and started blowing on his swelling hand.
It's official. The world hates me. Damn world, what did I ever do to you?
-"Flashback"-
A very young Brendan was laughing evilly as he smashed an earth piggy bank to tiny bits.
-"End Flashback"-
So what?! That thing was just a piece of plastic!
Cyndaquil gave his trainer a rare look of concern. For nearly five minutes Norman had been going on and on about stuff how dangerous the real world could be and how you always needed to be on the lookout. Cyndaquil knew this was boring; his proof was that May was on the ground sleeping without Norman noticing it. But Brendan somehow was still standing with a dazed look on his face. Out of his deep concern for his trainer's well being, Cyndaquil hopped onto Brendan's head, rolled onto his back, and set his back aflame. The next couple of minutes were spent punching Cyndaquil's head into the floor and getting rid of the flames. Cyndaquil was about to set Brendan's head back on fire, except his face was once again punched into the ground.
"So, Mr. Norman," Brendan said while keeping a flailing Cyndaquil firmly on the gym floor. "Why are you giving me this Pokémon? It's too early in the fic for me to have a rare Pokémon!"
"Because I felt like it dammit!" Brendan started giving Norman the o.O look, earning a laugh from Norman. "Actually, this Bagon is one of three Bagon that belong to me. It is also the youngest, so it has much to learn. I think that joining you two and your Pokémon would be of the best benefit to it." Brendan nodded and watched as his Cyndaquil got to know its new friend. Cyndaquil said some things to Bagon, and from what Brendan could tell Bagon was quite shy. But many people and Pokémon are a little shy when meeting new people, or Pokémon. He moved his eyes until they rested upon May as she held back Torchic from seeing how durable Staryu's core was...with its head. Once May finally sucked the curiosity from Torchic she stood up, gave her father one last hug, and the two trainers were back on the road again, with two new companions.
Hmm . . . he certainly is different from what the media shows . . .
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"So take your pick, we can either go through an unknown mileage of grass, or we can go through an unknown mileage of beach. Dunno about you, but I just can't seem to figure out which path would be less exciting." Brendan said to May. She looked at him as though he were dumb, and five seconds later the trainers and their Pokémon found themselves walking to the beach. "Okay, beach it is."
The trainers took off their shoes to feel the warm sand tickle their feet, with the cool spray of the ocean mist gently caressing their faces. "Man this beach is beautiful," May said. "Can we stay here for a little while? Wait, why am I askin' you this? Guys!" she said to the Pokémon. "We're gonna take a little break on the beach." Needless to say, there were no complaints.
Once the trainers found a spot to relax, the Pokémon went off in different directions. Staryu of course went straight for the sea. Torchic became curious and started poking a washed-up Tentacool with a clawed foot, getting stung in the process. Cyndaquil took Bagon to a rather distant part of the beach and gave the baby dragon a rundown of the fine art of Brendan-bashing.
After a couple hours the two trainers and their Pokémon got their stuff together and got back on the hike to Rustboro. After a while they came upon a young trainer running around like a maniac. The whole lot of them sweat dropped. Brendan decided to step forward.
"Hey!" the kid didn't hear him. "HEY!" Still deaf. "HEY!!" ::WHAM::
"What was that for?!" Brendan said as he stood back up, brushing the sand from his clothes and hair. Everyone else was fighting a losing battle with trying to keep from laughing. Unfortunately, they lost. Two minutes later trainer and Pokémon were in the process of brushing the sand from their bodies as well. Brendan's face was beet red. May, still giggling, walked up to the still grounded trainer.
"You ok?" she asked to the trainer, offering a hand to help him up. He nodded and accepted her outstretched hand. At her touch he started to feel a blush coming on, so he turned his face to Brendan. The blush went bye-bye very quickly.
"Why'd you run into me?" the trainer asked.
"I ran into you?! You were the one doing the running! I was just standin' there!"
"Well if you had moved then you wouldn't have run into me!"
"I did NOT run into you!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"How about we settle this with a battle? Whoever loses is guilty of running into the other."
"Even though I DIDN'T run into you, fine!"
"Go Seedot!" An . . . acorn-ish thing took its form as the trainer's Pokéball returned to him.
"A Seedot? You are so gonna get your butt kicked," Brendan said as he pulled off his own ball from his belt . "Go Cyndaquil!" The ball hit the ground and opened, but no light came out. "Cyndaquil?" He looked around before a seashell was chucked at his face, causing him to fall into the sand.
"-I'M RIGHT HERE NUMBNUTS!-" Cyndaquil hollered. Brendan looked from his spot on the ground at Cyndaquil.
"Why weren't you in your ball, idiot?!"
"-YOU NEVER PUT ME IN THERE CRAP FOR BRAINS!-" he retaliated before throwing another seashell at Brendan's face. This sent Brendan and Cyndaquil in an already familiar contest of who could cause the other more pain. Again, Brendan won. You know, I think there could be less fighting between the two if Brendan was able to understand what his Pokémon was saying. Not that the fighting would permanently go away, just that there might be less. Or more, ya never know . . .
"This is getting old," May muttered. "And it's only the fifth chapter too." Seeing that the fighting wouldn't end anytime soon, May took the initiative and produced a very big wooden mallet from her hip-pack. ((hey, if the dumb thing can hold a "foldable" bike, then it sure as heck can hold a mallet!)) "ALRIGHT THAT'S IT! BOTH OF YA STOP RIGHT NOW! CYNDAQUIL, YOU FIGHT THE ACORN, NOT BRENDAN! BRENDAN, YOU JUST STAND THERE AND ACT IMPORTANT!" Both Brendan and Cyndaquil eyed the crazy mallet-waving girl fearfully.
The young boy stood frozen in his place. When he had first seen May it was like love at first sight. But after seeing the girl wave that huge mallet like a chopstick he decided it would be better for his health if he didn't become associated with her. So he took the initiative.
"Hey, where'd he go?" Brendan asked as he stood back up with a rather big bump on his head. Down near the edge of the other side of the beach, the faint shape of a young boy was steadily getting harder to see. "Wimp," Brendan muttered.
They walked on and on along the beach for quite a while until they came across a fisherman, an old fisherman. They walked up to the mothball stinkin', old-man smellin' fisher.
"Excuse me sir," May started.
"Ah, the sea. What mysteries lie in that vast underwater world?"
"Um, sir?"
"Ah, the sea. So many mysteries to be revealed." May slowly backed away.
"That guy's like a robot or somethin'," she said to Brendan. He nodded in reply.
"Well, there's only one way to find out."
"Huh?"
"Make Staryu use a Water Gun on him."
"Oh. Staryu use Water Gun on that…whatever it is!" From the top point of Staryu's body came a surge of water, drenching the old man.
"A-a-a-h-h. T-t-the s-s-ea."
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!"
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Both trainers bent over and put their hands on their knees. They had been sprinting for the past five minutes, and they and their Pokémon were currently sucking in the blessed air given to them from Above. All that running had wiped them out, but had also brought them back onto Route 104.
Five minutes later
The trainers were steadily making their way towards Petalburg Woods when they were stopped by everyone's favorite Rich Boy (only cuz he gives over 10,000 with an Amulet Coin).
"What do you want?" May spat out at the Rich Boy. If there was anything she despised more than pink fluffy bunny slippers it was a spoiled rich brat who thought he/she had the world wrapped around his/her little finger.
"That's Winston to you. And I propose a battle to whoever thinks they can stand up against me," he said with a higher-than-thou voice.
"Oh-ho-ho . . . This brat's mine," May said with a voice that held a message beneath it: 'I dare you to disagree'. Brendan nodded and took a few steps back. Winston laughed.
"What is the matter," he said to Brendan. "Are you not man enough to face me?"
"Shut yer friggin' face! If May didn't tell me she'd murder yer ass I'd come over there and give ya a nice shiner for you to show yo mommy!" Winston's smile faded for a few seconds before returning.
"Ha! As soon I am finished defeating this girl I shall beat you into the ground!" May growled.
"You done babblin' yet?!" Winston's smile faded.
"Babbling? I do not know such a word. But either way. Go! Ziggy!" From his poke ball came forth yet another Zigzagoon.
May smirked. "What is it with Zigzagoons? Alright Staryu, time to see what ya got!" Staryu shot out of the river nearby and landed in front of Ziggy.
"Staryu Rapid Spin!" Staryu floated into the air, turned so that it was horizontal, and started spinning, all in a split-second before it sped forward. It connected with Ziggy, hitting it with each of its tips at least five times. Ziggy struggled to get up, but fell back down.
"NO! ZIGGY!" he rushed over to his 'precious' Ziggy and picked it up. May walked up to Winston. That was quick . . .
"Where's my money brat?" Winston slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out $500. She looked at the money in her hands.
"That's it? I know you have more than that. You spoiled kids always have more than this." Winston grumbled and pulled out $540 and placed it in her hand. Head up high, she walked back and hugged her Staryu, congratulated it, and the two trainers and their Pokémon were gone as soon as they had arrived.
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::sigh:: If ya really want to know, here's the reasons why I chose Staryu and Bagon.
CUZ I FELT LIKE IT DAMMIT! : )
Hahaha . . . anyways. Again only read this if you're bored and really, really wanna know . . . When I started this thing I had 4 teams ready for May and Brendan. If you remember I asked if you'd like a fire-team or balanced team. You chose the balanced, so I dumped the fire-team. Bagon was always part of the balanced team for Brendan. However I don't own Sapphire, so I don't know if it's rare or not. I'm takin' a guess at rare since Salamence is pretty strong. Charizard's better tho. Where wuz I? Oh yeah. Since I don't know if it's rare or not, and where you'd find a Bagon, I decided to have Brendan receive it from Norman. Maybe a bit early, but this is the only place I can think of for him to get it, at the moment. As for Staryu, I've almost always had Starmie on my team, it's one of my favorites. But you can't get Staryu till relatively late in the game, and by then all my other Pokémon were uber-powerful. Well, not that strong, but Blaziken did wipe out many a trainer and leader. Also remember that Starmie is a psychic Pokémon. Why I told you that, I have no clue. And if you read this and are thinking, "Why does he think we would care about this," then I say you're stupid cuz I told you to read it only if ya really wanna know.
Anyways, I can't think of n e thing else 2 say at da moment . . . so review!