Response to my beloved reviewers;
TopazSoarhire ;An evil twin? I was considering that, but one Celandine is enough for any fic. A created Pokemon? Well, my theory is that Mary Sues are actually a Bug-Psychic type Pokemon, so there's already one of those.
The Review Guy; Oops, my bad. I haven't seen the first season in ages and I haven't been able to find a decent Episode Guide. Anybody got one? And there will be a brand-new Gym Leader in the next few chapters, I swear.
Pokemaniac Hanni; Yeah, I'm pretty sure I was sugar-high when I wrote that bit. And there will be much more Mewtwo and SoapOpera!Mew.
Vulpix Dark Flame; I agree, I completely agree. Yeah, Mewtwo's a closet Bob the Builder fan; who would have guessed?
Demon who loves Meowmix; Aaaaw! Another Team Rocket fan! And don't worry. I have planses. Heh heh.
Chapter Nine. And I only meant this to be ten chapters! Eeek! And with thanks to my beta, Daisy, for beta-ing. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- Extract from Celandine's Diary, May 14th.
Oh wow, everything is going, like, so well! Brock is totally smitten with me! We're going to see 'Pokemon In Love' tomorrow night. Me and Misty are going shopping for a new outfit. I'm going to look totally awesome!
Oh, and I beat some little Gym Leader today. He was soooo ugly. No fashion sense at all. And his sis wasn't much better. I mean, florescent pink? That is, like, so seventies. It's not even retro yet! Ash beat the Gym Leader too. Not without my help, of course. That Pikachu of his is like, so totally useless. He got thrown into the walls like, ten times! My Flareon is so much cuter than him.
While we're talking about Pikachu, I don't think he likes me. When I gave Ash my Pokemon to use, he glared at me. He. Glared. At. Me. That is so not fair! How can he not like me? I'm Mary Sue! Everybody likes me! And how am I supposed to save him from Team Rocket if he doesn't like me? I know I'm gonna have to save him from Team Rocket. I'm a Mary Sue. It's my duty.
And I think he's crazy too. When we were walking back to the Pokemon Centre he just started staring at this like, totally random shop and poking Vulpix and Togepi and pointing at it. It wasn't even that cool a shop, it just sold, like, make-up and hairbands and stuff like that. Not that I need makeup to make myself look radiant. I really do think Pikachu's gone - you know. Loopy. It must be my natural charisma sending him - funny farm.
But you know what? When we'd gotten back to the Pokemon Centre, I ditched the others and went to this dinky little Internet café to check my email. But instead I found this site called fanfiction.net. And I found all these stories there about girls just like me. None as beautiful as me or as intelligent as me, though, so don't worry about that. But you know what happened to those girls? They all died horrible deaths. One got put in a mincer and fed to Giovanni's Persian! And you know what else? ...I DON'T WANNA DIE!
I think Pikachu might be going to kill me. That's like, major problemo.
(End extract , quick, before the readers' heads explode.)
Pikachu scowled as he surveyed his troops. It was something he was doing a lot more these days. His troops, which were composed of Bulbasaur, Charizard, Togepi, Vulpix, and Squirtle, scowled back at him. It was a whole big scowly thing.
"Right, men!" he announced.
"And woman." Vulpix muttered.
"And woman." Pikachu added, without missing a beat. "You are the elite of the Pokemon in this group (except Celandine's Pokemon, because they keep looking at me funny) and you have all been chosen because of your - um- eliteness. Except Charizard who was chosen because of his size and generally humanoid appearance. Right, men-"
"And woman."
"-and woman, I was just about to say it, honest. This speech is over. Go do the things you're supposed to do!" The troops dispersed. Pikachu sat down against the wall and fanned himself with his mini general's helmet. It was not a group that would bring tears to the eyes of any army officer, except possibly tears of laughter. Charizard was decked out in a stolen trenchcoat, an equally stolen hat, and a pair of surgical gloves which weren't technically stolen because Nurse Joy had said they could have them, even if she had been looking the other way and not paying any attention. Togepi was holding a lollipop and looking as cute as possible, which, seeing as this was Togepi, wasn't hard. Vulpix was in one of Charizard's pockets as fashion consultant, and Bulbasaur and Squirtle were setting up the equipment and hiding it under Celandine's bed.
Charizard, face hidden under his fedora, lurched into the nearest cosmetics store. He had a mission. He also had a purseful of stolen money. Though really it was just borrowed because Pikachu had said that if they ever won the lottery they would pay it back instantly. The dragon Pokemon stumbled down one aisle, with Vulpix in his pocket offering helpful criticism.
"No, it's that over there - the sign that says 'Dye' - okay, the sign with a sideways semicircle, something that looks like an upside-down tepee, and a little spiraly thing - yeah, that's it! Okay, what do we have here? This looks good - so does this one - oh, look Charizard, this is the exact colour Misty goes after she's eaten Ash's cooking! Brilliant!"
Having finished with their selection, the duo proceeded to the cash register.
"That'll be twenty pounds and ninety pence, please." The cash attendant said, flicking the little drawer open and holding out a hand. This was when Charizard realized something important. He couldn't count.
Pikachu sidled up to Celandine's feet, closely followed by Togepi. The little Egg Pokemon hopped onto Celandine's lap and proceeded to shamelessly ham up the Cute Routine. Pikachu rolled his eyes and poked the Sue in the leg. "Oi, Celandine, where'd you go when we all got back from the Gym?"
That had been a very odd sudden disappearance. As soon as they'd arrived back at the Pokemon Centre, Celandine had vanished. The Twerp Troop had acted almost normal once she'd gotten a little way away, Misty starting up a card game, Brock getting out his cooking gear, and Ash eating everything Brock made. But then the Sue had come back and everything had just faded away into the air. Literally.
Pikachu was definitely not prepared for what happened next. Celandine let out a loud noise best described as 'GACK!!!', leapt five feet straight up in the air, and hung onto a convenient chandelier. Pikachu looked at Celandine in her new upside-down state, tried to twist his head upside-down to see her better, then thought better of it.
"So...where did you go?" Pikachu inquired in his PoliteVoice (tm). Celandine shot him a Freaked-OutGlare (also tm) and scrambled farther up the chandelier, which was starting to sway dangerously.
"Look, we're not going to bite you!" Pikachu hollered at her.
"'Cos she'll taste icky." Togepi muttered, licking his lollipop. Pikachu ignored him.
"So where were you?" he shouted up at the Sue.
"If I tell you will you quit bugging me?" she hollered at him.
Pikachu nodded, keeping his fingers crossed behind his back.
"Fine then. I was at an Internet café reading fanfiction. Now go away!"
Fanfiction? Pikachu mouthed at Togepi. The Egg Pokemon shrugged and wandered off to watch TV, just as the chandelier gave way and dropped Celandine onto the sofa. Fuming, the Sue drew herself up to her full height and prepared to vaporize it or something. Fortunately, she was distracted by the wall exploding. Something like that can get anyone's attention.
"Prepare for trouble!"
"Make it double!"
"To protect the world from devastation!"
"To unite all peoples within our nation!"
"Finally, I was starting to think they had got lost and wound up in Petalburg City in Hoenn." Togepi remarked, watching the cloud of dust reflectively.
"Yeah, three days without them, that must be a record." Pikachu answered. "Do you think Celandine will get rid of them?"
"Well, duh. Pity we can't get Team Rocket in on it, they seem mostly unaffected. Must be their inherent evilness protecting them." Togepi said with a sigh. Pikachu went over what Togepi had just said. And his eyes started to glitter.
"Pikachu, what are you planning?" Togepi demanded. "Tell me! Tell me now!" Togepi could really be a spoilt little brat at times.
"Erm, nothing, I'm not planning anything. Oh, and I'm appointing Vulpix leader while I'm planning nothing, and I will be back from doing nothing before you can say spaghetti, 'kay?" With that said, Pikachu ran for Team Rocket's newest gadget, a sort of hoverbike-thingy, latched onto the bottom of James's skirt, and started scrambling up it.
"Okay, I've officially been stolen.'' He proclaimed, sitting comfortably on the handlebars. "Where to now?"
Delighted with their success, Team Rocket swooped away without (miracle of miracles) saying anything. Celandine let out a loud and very fake howl of grief. Ash sat quietly, saying nothing. Misty gazed at the ceiling. Brock was nowhere to be seen. Charizard was running in the door amid cries of "Stop, thief!" and "Give me my money!"
"What's going on? Did I miss anything important?" he inquired. Togepi looked from the hole in the wall, to the wailing Sue, then to Charizard. He opened his mouth, then shut it again. What was there to say?
And if anyone thinks that was a bad chapter, it's because I wrote it while stumbling through massive writer's block. Thanks a bunch, muse.
Muse; *looks up from filing claws* Er...you're welcome?
Sigh. Anyway, thanks to all reviewers, and....I can't even think what to write next. Curse you, writer's block! CURSE YOU!
TopazSoarhire ;An evil twin? I was considering that, but one Celandine is enough for any fic. A created Pokemon? Well, my theory is that Mary Sues are actually a Bug-Psychic type Pokemon, so there's already one of those.
The Review Guy; Oops, my bad. I haven't seen the first season in ages and I haven't been able to find a decent Episode Guide. Anybody got one? And there will be a brand-new Gym Leader in the next few chapters, I swear.
Pokemaniac Hanni; Yeah, I'm pretty sure I was sugar-high when I wrote that bit. And there will be much more Mewtwo and SoapOpera!Mew.
Vulpix Dark Flame; I agree, I completely agree. Yeah, Mewtwo's a closet Bob the Builder fan; who would have guessed?
Demon who loves Meowmix; Aaaaw! Another Team Rocket fan! And don't worry. I have planses. Heh heh.
Chapter Nine. And I only meant this to be ten chapters! Eeek! And with thanks to my beta, Daisy, for beta-ing. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- Extract from Celandine's Diary, May 14th.
Oh wow, everything is going, like, so well! Brock is totally smitten with me! We're going to see 'Pokemon In Love' tomorrow night. Me and Misty are going shopping for a new outfit. I'm going to look totally awesome!
Oh, and I beat some little Gym Leader today. He was soooo ugly. No fashion sense at all. And his sis wasn't much better. I mean, florescent pink? That is, like, so seventies. It's not even retro yet! Ash beat the Gym Leader too. Not without my help, of course. That Pikachu of his is like, so totally useless. He got thrown into the walls like, ten times! My Flareon is so much cuter than him.
While we're talking about Pikachu, I don't think he likes me. When I gave Ash my Pokemon to use, he glared at me. He. Glared. At. Me. That is so not fair! How can he not like me? I'm Mary Sue! Everybody likes me! And how am I supposed to save him from Team Rocket if he doesn't like me? I know I'm gonna have to save him from Team Rocket. I'm a Mary Sue. It's my duty.
And I think he's crazy too. When we were walking back to the Pokemon Centre he just started staring at this like, totally random shop and poking Vulpix and Togepi and pointing at it. It wasn't even that cool a shop, it just sold, like, make-up and hairbands and stuff like that. Not that I need makeup to make myself look radiant. I really do think Pikachu's gone - you know. Loopy. It must be my natural charisma sending him - funny farm.
But you know what? When we'd gotten back to the Pokemon Centre, I ditched the others and went to this dinky little Internet café to check my email. But instead I found this site called fanfiction.net. And I found all these stories there about girls just like me. None as beautiful as me or as intelligent as me, though, so don't worry about that. But you know what happened to those girls? They all died horrible deaths. One got put in a mincer and fed to Giovanni's Persian! And you know what else? ...I DON'T WANNA DIE!
I think Pikachu might be going to kill me. That's like, major problemo.
(End extract , quick, before the readers' heads explode.)
Pikachu scowled as he surveyed his troops. It was something he was doing a lot more these days. His troops, which were composed of Bulbasaur, Charizard, Togepi, Vulpix, and Squirtle, scowled back at him. It was a whole big scowly thing.
"Right, men!" he announced.
"And woman." Vulpix muttered.
"And woman." Pikachu added, without missing a beat. "You are the elite of the Pokemon in this group (except Celandine's Pokemon, because they keep looking at me funny) and you have all been chosen because of your - um- eliteness. Except Charizard who was chosen because of his size and generally humanoid appearance. Right, men-"
"And woman."
"-and woman, I was just about to say it, honest. This speech is over. Go do the things you're supposed to do!" The troops dispersed. Pikachu sat down against the wall and fanned himself with his mini general's helmet. It was not a group that would bring tears to the eyes of any army officer, except possibly tears of laughter. Charizard was decked out in a stolen trenchcoat, an equally stolen hat, and a pair of surgical gloves which weren't technically stolen because Nurse Joy had said they could have them, even if she had been looking the other way and not paying any attention. Togepi was holding a lollipop and looking as cute as possible, which, seeing as this was Togepi, wasn't hard. Vulpix was in one of Charizard's pockets as fashion consultant, and Bulbasaur and Squirtle were setting up the equipment and hiding it under Celandine's bed.
Charizard, face hidden under his fedora, lurched into the nearest cosmetics store. He had a mission. He also had a purseful of stolen money. Though really it was just borrowed because Pikachu had said that if they ever won the lottery they would pay it back instantly. The dragon Pokemon stumbled down one aisle, with Vulpix in his pocket offering helpful criticism.
"No, it's that over there - the sign that says 'Dye' - okay, the sign with a sideways semicircle, something that looks like an upside-down tepee, and a little spiraly thing - yeah, that's it! Okay, what do we have here? This looks good - so does this one - oh, look Charizard, this is the exact colour Misty goes after she's eaten Ash's cooking! Brilliant!"
Having finished with their selection, the duo proceeded to the cash register.
"That'll be twenty pounds and ninety pence, please." The cash attendant said, flicking the little drawer open and holding out a hand. This was when Charizard realized something important. He couldn't count.
Pikachu sidled up to Celandine's feet, closely followed by Togepi. The little Egg Pokemon hopped onto Celandine's lap and proceeded to shamelessly ham up the Cute Routine. Pikachu rolled his eyes and poked the Sue in the leg. "Oi, Celandine, where'd you go when we all got back from the Gym?"
That had been a very odd sudden disappearance. As soon as they'd arrived back at the Pokemon Centre, Celandine had vanished. The Twerp Troop had acted almost normal once she'd gotten a little way away, Misty starting up a card game, Brock getting out his cooking gear, and Ash eating everything Brock made. But then the Sue had come back and everything had just faded away into the air. Literally.
Pikachu was definitely not prepared for what happened next. Celandine let out a loud noise best described as 'GACK!!!', leapt five feet straight up in the air, and hung onto a convenient chandelier. Pikachu looked at Celandine in her new upside-down state, tried to twist his head upside-down to see her better, then thought better of it.
"So...where did you go?" Pikachu inquired in his PoliteVoice (tm). Celandine shot him a Freaked-OutGlare (also tm) and scrambled farther up the chandelier, which was starting to sway dangerously.
"Look, we're not going to bite you!" Pikachu hollered at her.
"'Cos she'll taste icky." Togepi muttered, licking his lollipop. Pikachu ignored him.
"So where were you?" he shouted up at the Sue.
"If I tell you will you quit bugging me?" she hollered at him.
Pikachu nodded, keeping his fingers crossed behind his back.
"Fine then. I was at an Internet café reading fanfiction. Now go away!"
Fanfiction? Pikachu mouthed at Togepi. The Egg Pokemon shrugged and wandered off to watch TV, just as the chandelier gave way and dropped Celandine onto the sofa. Fuming, the Sue drew herself up to her full height and prepared to vaporize it or something. Fortunately, she was distracted by the wall exploding. Something like that can get anyone's attention.
"Prepare for trouble!"
"Make it double!"
"To protect the world from devastation!"
"To unite all peoples within our nation!"
"Finally, I was starting to think they had got lost and wound up in Petalburg City in Hoenn." Togepi remarked, watching the cloud of dust reflectively.
"Yeah, three days without them, that must be a record." Pikachu answered. "Do you think Celandine will get rid of them?"
"Well, duh. Pity we can't get Team Rocket in on it, they seem mostly unaffected. Must be their inherent evilness protecting them." Togepi said with a sigh. Pikachu went over what Togepi had just said. And his eyes started to glitter.
"Pikachu, what are you planning?" Togepi demanded. "Tell me! Tell me now!" Togepi could really be a spoilt little brat at times.
"Erm, nothing, I'm not planning anything. Oh, and I'm appointing Vulpix leader while I'm planning nothing, and I will be back from doing nothing before you can say spaghetti, 'kay?" With that said, Pikachu ran for Team Rocket's newest gadget, a sort of hoverbike-thingy, latched onto the bottom of James's skirt, and started scrambling up it.
"Okay, I've officially been stolen.'' He proclaimed, sitting comfortably on the handlebars. "Where to now?"
Delighted with their success, Team Rocket swooped away without (miracle of miracles) saying anything. Celandine let out a loud and very fake howl of grief. Ash sat quietly, saying nothing. Misty gazed at the ceiling. Brock was nowhere to be seen. Charizard was running in the door amid cries of "Stop, thief!" and "Give me my money!"
"What's going on? Did I miss anything important?" he inquired. Togepi looked from the hole in the wall, to the wailing Sue, then to Charizard. He opened his mouth, then shut it again. What was there to say?
And if anyone thinks that was a bad chapter, it's because I wrote it while stumbling through massive writer's block. Thanks a bunch, muse.
Muse; *looks up from filing claws* Er...you're welcome?
Sigh. Anyway, thanks to all reviewers, and....I can't even think what to write next. Curse you, writer's block! CURSE YOU!