Hroondeel's Notes
Yes! It's here! Of course, you might think it is weird May is challenging Brendan with no Pokemon, but you'll find out later! Anyways, read on!
May stormed all the way next door, where she found an identical-looking house, reading "Petalburg" at the mailbox. She stopped near the front door. "Hmm. So that's his last name, Petalburg." She was then reminded of something, "…Petalburg? That sounds familiar…" but she continued on, and slammed open the door. A surprised woman raised her eyebrows at May in astonishment. "Why hello." She said blankly. May blushed, realizing she had just jumped in on her without any warning. "Umm, sorry for coming in like this." She timidly said, staring at her bare feet. The lady waved it off. "Oh no, that's alright." She then glanced at May's clothing. "Aren't you freezing, going around like that?" May shrugged, "Nah. It's alright." The lady didn't appear satisfied. "You know, my son, Brendan, could knit you a nice outfit in no time. You really should ask him, he's upstairs." May stared in shock. A boy? Knitting? Pathetic. She then realized how she hated it when people told her, "You should be more like a girl." Strangely, she felt sympathy for Brendan. She didn't really want any proper clothing, but now she knew where she could find Brendan without asking. "I'm Mrs. Petalburg, by the way. You must be our new neighbor, right?" May nodded. "Nice meeting you." Mrs. Petalburg said.
May climbed up the stairs, noticing how much the Petalburgs' house was much like her own. She arrived at the second floor, and hesitated before her step. Regaining her confidence and losing sympathy, she stomped inside his room. Little did she know that her sympathy wasn't gone, just…hidden. The boy turned around in surprise. He raised his eyebrows so high, that they could've touched his black, pokeball printed headband. "Uh, hello?" he said blankly. "I want a match." May said, trying to sound tough. The boy suddenly looked uncomfortable, and May wondered why. He coughed, and said, "Are you sure you're going to fight in that?" May clenched her fists in annoyance. "Listen, I've heard that one around a thousand times, so let's just battle, gym leader's kid." Brendan bit his lip in equal annoyance. "I'd prefer if you didn't call me that, researcher's daughter." May cried, "Shut up!" Brendan seemed a bit taken back, but said, "What's wrong with being a researcher's daughter?"
"I'll tell you, after you tell me what's wrong with being a gym leader's kid!"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah!"
"Fine, if it'll shut you up!"
Brendan hesitated, and clamped both of his hands together. He looked side to side, and down the stairs. "Because that gym leader is a brutal, violent, aggressive jerk." May's mouth hung open, but she immediately closed it. "Fine then." She said, her voice a tad bit choked. She started pacing around his room, and Brendan watched her closely, squinting.
"Say it."
"'Cause he's a fool who spends all of his time with making a mess of his lab, and making his daughter his unhappy assistant! Good enough for you?"
Brendan swallowed. "Yeah." After a minute of hesitation, he said, "Aren't you a Birch? You're my new neighbor. And I haven't introduced myself." He hesitated, coughed, and tried to make his voice sound formal and dignified. "I am Brendan Petalburg, future master Pokemon coordinator." May's mouth twitched, then she burst out laughing. "Coordinator? As in Pokemon contests…?" she laughed very hard, leaning over. "Those are RIDICULOUS! Showing your Pokemon off for stuck-up snobs who poke their noses in to see how much your Pokemon is 'graceful'!" she said 'graceful' in an annoying-sounding voice, making an impersonation of a snob. Brendan's upper lip twitched in irritation. "Actually, you can pick which category to place your Pokemon in. You can choose from Cool, Beauty, Cute, Smart, or Tough." May sneered. "Even more of a disgrace." She shook her head. "Pokemon are for battling! Not shows!" she waved her hands in the air frantically. He raised an eyebrow and sweatdropped. "You came for a battle…?" May said, "Oh yeah! Right." She fished her hand around her waist, not feeling any pokeballs. She sweatdropped and looked down, no pokeballs. "Right…Pokemon…ha…of course…" she started blushing, realizing her Snubbull was left in Johto, and was Pokemon-less. She swallowed, and Brendan tapped his foot. "Your Pokemon…?" "I…I…" she stammered. "Pathetic…you're pathetic…" he muttered. And walked off on her, she watched him go downstairs, leave through the front door, and he was gone…
Hroondeel's notes
Well? Pretty short chapter, huh? But that's the way my chapters are going to be so live with it. Pretty embarrassing for May, you must agree. I guess I'll give you a hint about chapter 3… May gets her first Pokemon, but I can't tell you more. Many of you probably already have a clue on what it is, though. Anyways, review!