Author's Note: Ok, I admit it. I skipped ahead and wrote the end. Oh, well...I can't post it yet so – here's the middle!
It was a dark and stormy night...
(Voice In My Head: "What in the name of malted milk balls are you doing?! This isn't your story!")
Oh yeah...!
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malted milk balls...yum...
...chocolaty goodness...
(Voice: "Concentrate!")
Oh, right. Here's your freak'n story:
Once upon a time...
(Voice: WRITE IT ALREADY!!!!)
OK. HERE. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY THE REAL STORY NOW (sorry about that):
Eevee ducked inside the boat, then, slowly, peeked over the edge...
"Oh!" he gasped.
They were soaring high as the clouds above the sapphire ocean. The water looked smooth as glass, the sky looked wider than he had ever imagined – and he found himself wishing he'd been born with wings, to know this miraculous world as only birds could.
"Hang on," Gastly said.
She concentrated hard, lifting the boat higher, and higher, until –
"Look!" she called, drifting in midair.
Resting on the blue marble surface, a tiny patch of gray appeared just over the horizon. The boat set off towards it, as it became larger and larger, a desolate island.
"I...I don't think we're going the right way," Eevee murmured.
"Wait a minute," said Gastly quietly, "I think...I sense something."
"Something?" asked Eevee as they floated over to the mysterious isle, "Uh, what kind of something?"
He didn't like the sound of this.
"Stay down," she ordered as the small vessel landed softly on the shore.
Eevee ducked down in the boat, but peeked over the edge. What danger lurked here, unknown to him? He gazed around. This place was bleak and barren, with no sign of life to be found. The shore surrounded a forest, but the trees and bushes were dried-up and dead. Why would Gastly want to stop here? This place was just plain creepy...
Gastly knew there was something here, she just didn't know what. She'd been traveling so long, not even knowing just what she was searching for. She had lost track of how many days, weeks, or even more, it had been. Now, just maybe, this strange place would be some kind of clue...
"Come on," she whispered.
"But...Wait a minute. What exactly are we here for?" asked Eevee unsurely, "I thought you were bringing me home..."
Had he fallen for the Ghost Pok'emon's trick, fallen into her trap? Why had she taken him to this place of death, he thought tensely. His feet remained planted firmly in the boat.
"I will, but...there's just something I need to look at first..." she mumbled.
She began floating away into the bushes.
"Wait!" called Eevee, "What are you doing?"
He ran after her, ignoring his growing trepidation.
"You can't just –" he began, "...Hey...What's that scent...?"
"Hm?" inquired Gastly, looking back.
"It's...fruit!"
"Fruit?" she repeated, "In this lifeless place?"
Eevee dashed into the dark forest towards the scent.
"Hey...wait...!" Gastly called after him.
Author's Note: anime sweat droplet appears Uhh...hehe...Sorry about that little disruption in the beginning....
Hmm...I was getting kind of tired of writing this – but hey, this is getting more interesting!