I'm not worthy! Not worthy! AHHHH!!!
Yes, I know I didn't put up a chapter last Friday. So sue me (Actually. . .eh. . .). :P I was. . .busy doing nothing. Yeah, that's right! Ha.
You know what's REALLY fun about TV class? When the teacher puts in a VERY boring movie and doesn't make you take notes or anything so you can zone out and think of what to write next for this lovely, amazing ficanoid! YAY! Which means. . .I'll most likely be writing more! ~.^ (And yes, ficanoid. My new name for a fanfic. Go me!)
OoO guess who's birthday is on Tuesday?! -points to self- Yeah, go me again! I'm gonna be the big 1-6! I'm getting old. . .waaay old. . .Hmm, my birthday should be good. Anime, Breyers, and brownie cake---oh my!
Enough about me. Must. . .reply. . .to reviews! -bows-
Melani: -hands over jelly beans- Mmmm. . .Jelly Belly Jelly Belly Jelly Belly beans! -does a funky dance-.
Karania Avalon: Of course the chapter was cool; I wrote it! ~_^ -wink wink-
Zero_Chan: I like Espeons. . .I think Lurk is -probably- agreeing with you, but then again, you never know about them psychic types. . .
Hanni: I love feeling loved. . .YAY! ^_^ And if you think it's weird to think of Lindsey as Diana's daughter, it's REALLY weird for me! It's like. . .ahh. . .new personality coming up. It's sort of hard to write these fics because I try and give my characters defined personalities. . .like April is the sweet/nice girl who sees good in everyone, Diana has a one track mind (Princess and the Ponytas), and Lindsey. . .hmm, well I'm trying to make her seem kind of rebellious, but she's gotta soft heart. Note the word TRYING.
And Oddishes are the root of all EVIL.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeevil. . .
Okay, I'll shut up now everyone. . .read the goshdarn chapter! Hey wait. . .this is rated PG-13. . .I can say DAMN! Muhahahaha!
~Chapter Two~
"Eeeee?" the Eevee squeaked as it looked up at me. Its eyes were dull, like it couldn't possibly ever be happy.
"I don't think you belong to a trainer. . ." I trailed off. "And even if you do, I don't think they deserve to have any Pokemon. Hmm. . ."
Joker snorted softly and the Eevee yelped in fear and tried to run away, but it tripped and just laid there.
"Oh Joker," I sighed. I crept closer to Eevee. It's left hind paw was at an odd angle.
"So on top of everything else, your paw is broken. Poor thing." I gently picked Eevee up. It opened its eyes up for a second, then closed them again, snuggling against me.
"Awww. . ." I whispered. "That's it, I'm taking you home. Hopefully Mom or Dad can drive us to the Pokemon Center. . ."
I looped Joker's reins around my shoulder and held Eevee with both arms. It was pretty risky walking home this way---if Joker got spooked or decided to run way, he'd probably rip my arm out of its socket---but somehow I doubted that would happen. Joker was quietly walking next to me, eyeing the Eevee and looking as worried as I felt.
It took us an hour to walk home. At first I was afraid that my house had disappeared or something, but I realized I had ridden Joker really far today. Finally, though, I saw my mansion of a home and quietly jogged into the back---and the Eevee stayed asleep the whole time.
Mom was still in the round pen, but with another Rapidash. I didn't want to bother her, but the Eevee's paw was twitching a little, and I had to do something.
I walked a little closer to the round pen, Joker's reins still looped around my arm. Joker was now stomping impatiently---he wanted to get back to grazing. But right now, Eevee was my first priority.
"Mom!" I called, but not loud enough to wake Eevee up. Mom spun around, and the Rapidash in the round pen stopped trotting and whinnied to Joker.
"What is it, Lindsey?" Mom sighed. She frowned. "What's that you have in your arms?"
"I. . .I found an Eevee while I was riding," I said. "It's really thin and scraggly, and I think its paw is broken. Can we go to the Pokemon Center?"
Mom let herself out of the round pen and took a closer look at Eevee. She gasped when she saw the condition it was in.
"Of course, of course," she said. "We'll go right now. Get a blanket for that poor thing and get in the car. I'll put Joker away."
"Okay," I replied, raising my eyebrows. Mom usually didn't get emotional over any Pokemon that wasn't a Ponyta or Rapidash, so this was a little weird.
I didn't have time to wonder, though. I quickly went into the house, got a small blanket out of the laundry room, and wrapped Eevee up in it. It opened its eyes a bit and squeaked, "Ee?"
I smiled. "Don't worry. We'll going to get you fixed up."
Eevee seemed to smile a bit, then closed its eyes again and fell asleep. I tiptoed to the car, where Mom was already starting it.
"Let's go," she said once I had my seatbelt on. Mom stomped on the gas and we got to the Pokemon Center in Cherrygrove City in record time. I was opening the car door before Mom had even parked.
"Nurse Joy!" I cried when I was barely even in the Pokemon Center. "Nurse Joy! EMERGENCY!"
The red-headed nurse had been typing something on a computer, but she immediately stopped when I came in and yelled. I ran up to her desk and held Eevee out.
"I found this Eevee while I was riding my Ponyta," I explained, feeling a little calmer. "I think it was abandoned. . .it's really cold and hungry, and I think it's paw is broken."
Nurse Joy nodded. "Chansey!" she called into the Center. "I need a stretcher for a small fox Pokemon, STAT!"
In about a millisecond, two Chanseys came out of nowhere wheeling a stretcher. I gingerly put Eevee on it, and Nurse Joy and the Chanseys took Eevee into a room with a dim sign over it. The sign told you whether Nurse Joy was operating or not. As soon as the stretcher was wheeled in and the doors closed, the sign suddenly lit up.
I sat down on a chair in the lobby just as Mom finally came into the Center.
"Where's Eevee?" she asked.
I pointed to the lit-up sign, feeling sort of dizzy. Just twenty minutes ago, I was riding Joker without a care, and suddenly I was in the Pokemon Center worried about an abandoned Eevee.
Mom nodded at my pointing and sat down next to me. She looked all around the Center, playing with this gold chain she always wore, but kept under her clothes.
I thought about Eevee as I stared at the bright sign. Was it going to be okay? Was there something more serious wrong with it I didn't see?
Another thought suddenly popped into my head. That Eevee looked abandoned. . .either that, or it just suddenly decided it couldn't be wild anymore. Where would Eevee go?
I imitated Mom in looking around the center. There were a few acres around the Pokemon Center where Pokemon who didn't have trainers or homes lived, but it looked pretty full. A Venonat wandered around, and a bunch of Vileplume started spreading their Stun Spore. This didn't look like an ideal home for Eevee. . .Eevee needed love. I saw that in its eyes. Somehow I doubted Nurse Joy could give it all the love it needed.
"Mom, can I keep Eevee when it gets better?"
Mom looked at me and raised her eyebrows. That had just slipped out of nowhere, and I had been planning to carefully wear her down until she couldn't possibly say no---but oh well, too late.
Mom looked thoughtful for awhile. "I guess you could. . ." she trailed off. "Only if you PROMISE that you'll take care of it most of the time. Your father and I are busy with the Ponytas and Rapidashes, and we can't take as much time to take care of an Eevee as you could."
"I promise!" I grinned, suddenly leaping up and hugging Mom.
"Thank you, thank you!" I squealed. "I promise to take super-duper good care of Eevee."
Mom smiled. At that moment, I heard a tiny ding and saw the light that let people knew Nurse Joy was operating had gone dim.
I frowned. It hadn't really been that long---was Eevee okay?
I was at the door before Nurse Joy had even opened it.
"Is Eevee okay?!" I cried softly.
Nurse Joy wheeled the stretcher out. Eevee was curled up in a ball, except for its broken paw, which was sticking out and had a small white cast on it.
"He's fine," Joy smiled. "The paw was fractured, not broken, so it'll heal quicker. And since you had him in a blanket and kept him warm, his body temperature is fine too. All Eevee needs is some PokeChow and a nice long rest here for the night, and. . ." She paused. "And you'll be taking him?"
"Yes," I smiled, almost crazily. Nurse Joy had answered something I had been wondering about. "He?"
Joy smiled back. "Yes, he's a boy. You can come pick him up tomorrow evening."
"YEEEES!" I couldn't help shouting. I was about to jump and punch the air, but Mom appeared and put her hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
"Thank you so much," Mom said carefully. "We'll be back tomorrow. Come on Lindsey," she said to me, turning around swiftly and taking long strides out of the Pokemon Center.
"Oh, by the way Diana," Nurse Joy called after us. "That trainer brought in Fl---"
"Great, great!" Mom said squeakily. I frowned. What was going on?
"Should I---" Nurse Joy started.
"Yeah, sure, whatever!" Mom squeaked again. "Goodbye!"
When Mom and I were back in the car, I stared at her. "What the heck was that about?" I asked.
"Nothing, nothing," Mom said, backing out of our parking space. We started for home, and I sighed. Another secret.
I was almost convinced all adult Tamers had lots of secrets or something. That forbidden tack. The weird book. The gold chain Mom never took off. The way Dad would sigh sadly whenever I talked about how cool Dragon Pokemon were. The Pokeball Mom kept in her dresser drawer that she thought I didn't know about because she didn't know I went rooting through her stuff a few years ago when I was a nosy child.
I stared out the window as we drove home, wondering if I would ever have any secrets of my own.
~*~*~
What rhymes with 'pizza is new'? That's right. . .REVIEW! ^.~
Mmmm. . .pizza. -drools-
Yes, I know I didn't put up a chapter last Friday. So sue me (Actually. . .eh. . .). :P I was. . .busy doing nothing. Yeah, that's right! Ha.
You know what's REALLY fun about TV class? When the teacher puts in a VERY boring movie and doesn't make you take notes or anything so you can zone out and think of what to write next for this lovely, amazing ficanoid! YAY! Which means. . .I'll most likely be writing more! ~.^ (And yes, ficanoid. My new name for a fanfic. Go me!)
OoO guess who's birthday is on Tuesday?! -points to self- Yeah, go me again! I'm gonna be the big 1-6! I'm getting old. . .waaay old. . .Hmm, my birthday should be good. Anime, Breyers, and brownie cake---oh my!
Enough about me. Must. . .reply. . .to reviews! -bows-
Melani: -hands over jelly beans- Mmmm. . .Jelly Belly Jelly Belly Jelly Belly beans! -does a funky dance-.
Karania Avalon: Of course the chapter was cool; I wrote it! ~_^ -wink wink-
Zero_Chan: I like Espeons. . .I think Lurk is -probably- agreeing with you, but then again, you never know about them psychic types. . .
Hanni: I love feeling loved. . .YAY! ^_^ And if you think it's weird to think of Lindsey as Diana's daughter, it's REALLY weird for me! It's like. . .ahh. . .new personality coming up. It's sort of hard to write these fics because I try and give my characters defined personalities. . .like April is the sweet/nice girl who sees good in everyone, Diana has a one track mind (Princess and the Ponytas), and Lindsey. . .hmm, well I'm trying to make her seem kind of rebellious, but she's gotta soft heart. Note the word TRYING.
And Oddishes are the root of all EVIL.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeevil. . .
Okay, I'll shut up now everyone. . .read the goshdarn chapter! Hey wait. . .this is rated PG-13. . .I can say DAMN! Muhahahaha!
~Chapter Two~
"Eeeee?" the Eevee squeaked as it looked up at me. Its eyes were dull, like it couldn't possibly ever be happy.
"I don't think you belong to a trainer. . ." I trailed off. "And even if you do, I don't think they deserve to have any Pokemon. Hmm. . ."
Joker snorted softly and the Eevee yelped in fear and tried to run away, but it tripped and just laid there.
"Oh Joker," I sighed. I crept closer to Eevee. It's left hind paw was at an odd angle.
"So on top of everything else, your paw is broken. Poor thing." I gently picked Eevee up. It opened its eyes up for a second, then closed them again, snuggling against me.
"Awww. . ." I whispered. "That's it, I'm taking you home. Hopefully Mom or Dad can drive us to the Pokemon Center. . ."
I looped Joker's reins around my shoulder and held Eevee with both arms. It was pretty risky walking home this way---if Joker got spooked or decided to run way, he'd probably rip my arm out of its socket---but somehow I doubted that would happen. Joker was quietly walking next to me, eyeing the Eevee and looking as worried as I felt.
It took us an hour to walk home. At first I was afraid that my house had disappeared or something, but I realized I had ridden Joker really far today. Finally, though, I saw my mansion of a home and quietly jogged into the back---and the Eevee stayed asleep the whole time.
Mom was still in the round pen, but with another Rapidash. I didn't want to bother her, but the Eevee's paw was twitching a little, and I had to do something.
I walked a little closer to the round pen, Joker's reins still looped around my arm. Joker was now stomping impatiently---he wanted to get back to grazing. But right now, Eevee was my first priority.
"Mom!" I called, but not loud enough to wake Eevee up. Mom spun around, and the Rapidash in the round pen stopped trotting and whinnied to Joker.
"What is it, Lindsey?" Mom sighed. She frowned. "What's that you have in your arms?"
"I. . .I found an Eevee while I was riding," I said. "It's really thin and scraggly, and I think its paw is broken. Can we go to the Pokemon Center?"
Mom let herself out of the round pen and took a closer look at Eevee. She gasped when she saw the condition it was in.
"Of course, of course," she said. "We'll go right now. Get a blanket for that poor thing and get in the car. I'll put Joker away."
"Okay," I replied, raising my eyebrows. Mom usually didn't get emotional over any Pokemon that wasn't a Ponyta or Rapidash, so this was a little weird.
I didn't have time to wonder, though. I quickly went into the house, got a small blanket out of the laundry room, and wrapped Eevee up in it. It opened its eyes a bit and squeaked, "Ee?"
I smiled. "Don't worry. We'll going to get you fixed up."
Eevee seemed to smile a bit, then closed its eyes again and fell asleep. I tiptoed to the car, where Mom was already starting it.
"Let's go," she said once I had my seatbelt on. Mom stomped on the gas and we got to the Pokemon Center in Cherrygrove City in record time. I was opening the car door before Mom had even parked.
"Nurse Joy!" I cried when I was barely even in the Pokemon Center. "Nurse Joy! EMERGENCY!"
The red-headed nurse had been typing something on a computer, but she immediately stopped when I came in and yelled. I ran up to her desk and held Eevee out.
"I found this Eevee while I was riding my Ponyta," I explained, feeling a little calmer. "I think it was abandoned. . .it's really cold and hungry, and I think it's paw is broken."
Nurse Joy nodded. "Chansey!" she called into the Center. "I need a stretcher for a small fox Pokemon, STAT!"
In about a millisecond, two Chanseys came out of nowhere wheeling a stretcher. I gingerly put Eevee on it, and Nurse Joy and the Chanseys took Eevee into a room with a dim sign over it. The sign told you whether Nurse Joy was operating or not. As soon as the stretcher was wheeled in and the doors closed, the sign suddenly lit up.
I sat down on a chair in the lobby just as Mom finally came into the Center.
"Where's Eevee?" she asked.
I pointed to the lit-up sign, feeling sort of dizzy. Just twenty minutes ago, I was riding Joker without a care, and suddenly I was in the Pokemon Center worried about an abandoned Eevee.
Mom nodded at my pointing and sat down next to me. She looked all around the Center, playing with this gold chain she always wore, but kept under her clothes.
I thought about Eevee as I stared at the bright sign. Was it going to be okay? Was there something more serious wrong with it I didn't see?
Another thought suddenly popped into my head. That Eevee looked abandoned. . .either that, or it just suddenly decided it couldn't be wild anymore. Where would Eevee go?
I imitated Mom in looking around the center. There were a few acres around the Pokemon Center where Pokemon who didn't have trainers or homes lived, but it looked pretty full. A Venonat wandered around, and a bunch of Vileplume started spreading their Stun Spore. This didn't look like an ideal home for Eevee. . .Eevee needed love. I saw that in its eyes. Somehow I doubted Nurse Joy could give it all the love it needed.
"Mom, can I keep Eevee when it gets better?"
Mom looked at me and raised her eyebrows. That had just slipped out of nowhere, and I had been planning to carefully wear her down until she couldn't possibly say no---but oh well, too late.
Mom looked thoughtful for awhile. "I guess you could. . ." she trailed off. "Only if you PROMISE that you'll take care of it most of the time. Your father and I are busy with the Ponytas and Rapidashes, and we can't take as much time to take care of an Eevee as you could."
"I promise!" I grinned, suddenly leaping up and hugging Mom.
"Thank you, thank you!" I squealed. "I promise to take super-duper good care of Eevee."
Mom smiled. At that moment, I heard a tiny ding and saw the light that let people knew Nurse Joy was operating had gone dim.
I frowned. It hadn't really been that long---was Eevee okay?
I was at the door before Nurse Joy had even opened it.
"Is Eevee okay?!" I cried softly.
Nurse Joy wheeled the stretcher out. Eevee was curled up in a ball, except for its broken paw, which was sticking out and had a small white cast on it.
"He's fine," Joy smiled. "The paw was fractured, not broken, so it'll heal quicker. And since you had him in a blanket and kept him warm, his body temperature is fine too. All Eevee needs is some PokeChow and a nice long rest here for the night, and. . ." She paused. "And you'll be taking him?"
"Yes," I smiled, almost crazily. Nurse Joy had answered something I had been wondering about. "He?"
Joy smiled back. "Yes, he's a boy. You can come pick him up tomorrow evening."
"YEEEES!" I couldn't help shouting. I was about to jump and punch the air, but Mom appeared and put her hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
"Thank you so much," Mom said carefully. "We'll be back tomorrow. Come on Lindsey," she said to me, turning around swiftly and taking long strides out of the Pokemon Center.
"Oh, by the way Diana," Nurse Joy called after us. "That trainer brought in Fl---"
"Great, great!" Mom said squeakily. I frowned. What was going on?
"Should I---" Nurse Joy started.
"Yeah, sure, whatever!" Mom squeaked again. "Goodbye!"
When Mom and I were back in the car, I stared at her. "What the heck was that about?" I asked.
"Nothing, nothing," Mom said, backing out of our parking space. We started for home, and I sighed. Another secret.
I was almost convinced all adult Tamers had lots of secrets or something. That forbidden tack. The weird book. The gold chain Mom never took off. The way Dad would sigh sadly whenever I talked about how cool Dragon Pokemon were. The Pokeball Mom kept in her dresser drawer that she thought I didn't know about because she didn't know I went rooting through her stuff a few years ago when I was a nosy child.
I stared out the window as we drove home, wondering if I would ever have any secrets of my own.
~*~*~
What rhymes with 'pizza is new'? That's right. . .REVIEW! ^.~
Mmmm. . .pizza. -drools-