Chapter 03 - 09
Attack of The Wilds
Well, he told him to go, so the Eevee does just that. Turning his back on the fire-type, he walks away and exits the guild. He walks down the wide steps as he tries to calm the annoyance he has bottled up inside—
A loud siren erupts all throughout the large city, alarming everyone inside buildings and outside on the streets. Blinking in alarm, the Eevee looks around as the Pokemon around him start to panic. The sirens are still blaring loudly through the air as guild members and police officers try their best to calm and guide the panicking citizens of the city through the streets, redirecting the others inside the large buildings and even inside the guild.
"What the fuck is going on?!" the Eevee yells at no one in particular.
"It's them wilds!" the Charmeleon answers him, standing beside him and startling the Eevee a bit. He looks back as a Vibrava hovers behind him. "Go grab that glutton!"
With a nod, the Vibrava buzzes back inside the guild.
"You two!" a Houndoom with a blue collar yells at them. "Go take shelter, now!"
"We're rescuers!" the Charmeleon shouts back.
The dark-type growls at them. "Then what the fuck are you two standing around for?! Do your jobs!" He then runs through the street.
The Eevee looks back at the Charmeleon, but something else catches his attention. His eyes grow wide as he see a low-hanging dark cloud from the east, rolling through the air towards the city.
No, it's not a cloud.
"The fuck?!" the Eevee gasps as the swarm of flying Pokemon are heading straight towards the city. "That many?!"
"And that's only the first wave!" the yellow Shinx shouts as he and his companions arrive.
"The first wave?!" the Eevee shouts in disbelief.
The Cyndaquil turns to frown at him. "Could you stop yelling and just hide already? We're not here to babysit you."
The ground starts to shake. Everyone moves their gazes to the dust cloud right under the large swarm.
"Shino!" a Growlithe suddenly shouts as he and his two companions exit through the crowded guild doors. "We need to get back! Our badges aren't charged to protect us yet!"
"From the west?!" one of the officers yell to another, catching the Eevee's attention.
The Eevee immediately kicks his paws on the cobblestone street, running through the sea of Pokemon. "Shit!" he curses as he runs through the sea of bodies blurring by.
Chapter 03 - 12 - 01
Palkia In The Festival
He sighs as the duo continue walking. "I can't imagine what that's like, feeling lost and hopeless as you were trying to look for me." He frowns. "I'm so sorry, Plu."
Oh no, she made him feel really really bad.
"Wanna head back to the restaurant?"
Oh no! This is the complete opposite of what she wanted! She violently shakes her head. "No! No no!"
He blinks, surprised at her sudden shift in mood. "Er..."
"I mean..." She blushes and looks away. "Uh, I'm okay now." She smiles up at him.
"You sure?"
She nods vigorously. "Yep!" She puffs out her chest, her pink badge reflecting the lights from the street lamps. "I'm a tough Nickit!"
He rolls his eyes in amusement. "Heh, if you say so."
The parade reaches the eastern gate, and continues marching as the Pokemon up front turn to the road heading down towards the lower parts of the city.
Noticing this, the Eevee turns to the closest stranger. "Hey."
"Hm?" The Palkia turns to him. "Hello."
The Eevee nods. "Yeah, so I was won...de...ring?" He blinks, and blinks, and blinks at the pink draconic Pokemon looking at him.
No matter how many times he blinks, the Pokemon is still there, but he's still having a hard time believing it. One strange thing about this Palkia though is that it's shorter than he imagined.
"What? Is something on my face?" the Palkia asks as he crosses his eyes, trying to see his own face.
The Eevee tilts his head in disbelief. This Palkia is barely taller than that Charmeleon, but, he has the color scheme, the body structure, the useless flat wings and even the pearls on its shoulder! This is definitely Palkia, but he's so short!
...wait.
He glares at it. "Are you Mew?"
The Palkia blinks at him. "Mew? What's that?"
He growls at him, catching the Nickit's attention. "Don't play dumb! I know you're Mew!"
"Oh!" the Nickit suddenly interrupts as she walks in between them, smiling up at the pink legendary Pokemon. "Hi, Soma!" she greets it.
The Palkia smiles down at her. "Plu! It's great to see you!" He blinks. "But something's off."
She chuckles, and puffs her chest out. "I'm Plu alright! And I'm a rescuer-to-be!" she says, her pink badge shining.
"W-whoa...!" the Palkia says in amazement, his eyes sparkling like diam—like pearls. "Plu... You're so cool now! It's like you're radiating bravery and confidence all of a sudden!"
She grins at him. "Hee hee, the old Plu is gone, Soma! The evil-doers will cower in fear as I smack them with my paws of justice!"
As the two kids continue their lively exchange, the Eevee is having trouble figuring out which is more mind-boggling. Is it the Palkia, or the fact that his little sister knows this Palkia? He sighs as he settles on both for his own peace of mind.
"Oh, let me introduce you!" Plu suddenly says. She turns to the Eevee and taps his walking paw to get his attention. She smiles up at him. "Big bro, this is Soma! He's in one of my classes, and he's a really good friend!"
The Palkia nervously waves at him. "H-hello. Um..." He nervously looks away. "...hi."
He can see how these two are friends. Two nervous wrecks gotta stick together, he supposes.
Plu then turns to her friend. "Soma, this is my big brother!" She blinks, and turns back to the Eevee with a confused frown. "Um..."
He chuckles as he pats her head. He hasn't told her nor anyone else his name yet. He then turns to the Palkia and smiles a weary smile at him. "Hi, uh, Soma."
And then they have no clue what to say to each other.
"Plu," Soma suddenly calls, probably preventing the awkwardness from growing. "So when did you get a brother?" He tilts his head a bit. "I don't remember you ever mentioning it before."
"Oh!" the Nickit exclaims. "That's right. I didn't have one before, but I do now!"
The Palkia blinks. "Really? How did that happen?"
It doesn't look like the Eevee will be able to ask him of some important things for the time being. It's probably best to bid his time, help him feel comfortable around him. He nods to himself, and listens to his sister's tale of how he came into her life.
...
A fast Nickit runs by the alleyway, her eyes glued on the Charmeleon walking along the crowd. She skids to the stop beside him, startling him a bit. "Hi!"
He quickly calms down and smiles at her. "Hello."
She looks up at him with fire in her eyes. "The coast is clear!"
"Oh?" That took a while, but hey, he shouldn't complain! "Let's go then!"
She nods and together, they stand on the sidewalk, away from the parading Pokemon, waiting for their prey, who is currently walking alongside the small-size Palkia.
"So," the Eevee starts. Best to get straight to the point. "You're a Palkia, right?"
He blinks at him. "What's a Palkia?"
He blankly stares at him. "...You're kidding, right?"
He frowns. "I don't think so." He scratches his head. "I really don't know a lot, that's why my parents let me attend school."
His...parents?
He hangs his head. "Sometimes it's hard, especially with bullies."
Wait, bullies?
"They always bully Plu and me for being shy." He shakes his head. "I just don't get it."
Something suddenly starts burning deep inside the Eevee.
"I think that's why Plu and I became friends." He looks up at the starry early morning sky with a small smile. "She always try standing up to me, even though she's just as shy and scared as I am."
Chapter 03 - 12 - 02
Different Chapter Opening
The parade of the dancing grass-types continues moving through the city streets. Pokemon of different species dance and sing along, while others simply busy themselves with knowing one another.
Which an Eevee definitely is definitely trying not to do.
A frown breaks through his features as he rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Could you please just go away already?" He glares at the smiling white Vulpix. "I'm not interested! Go find somebody else!"
A sigh escapes her mouth. With a slight shake of her head, she looks back at him with a patient smile. "Just tell me one thing then."
"If it'll get you to leave me alone, then shoot."
She tilts her head. "Why are you not interested?"
"Because I'm leaving soon," he quickly answers her. He shakes his head and looks ahead. "Kinda pointless for me, don't you think?"
She blinks at him. "To where?"
"That's none of your business." He throws a glare at her. "Now go away!"
With a defeated sigh, the white Vulpix slows down her pace, letting the Nickit walk pass her.
"Big brother," she calls as she walks beside the Eevee. "You were being mean again."
He closes his eyes and sighs. "Can't be helped, Plu." He looks at her with a sad frown. "Saying goodbye to you guys is already hard enough." He shakes his head. "I don't want to add more people to say goodbye to."
She frowns at him. "Do you really have to go?"
"Unfortunately." He manages a small smile as he pats her head. "Let's just enjoy the rest of the festival." He looks ahead and blinks. "Oh, look! We're nearing the docks already."
A salty and chilly breeze blows through the large crowd as they finally reach the end of their march. Gathering by the docks, the dancing grass-types start moving towards the edge, and places their baskets on the ground in front of them.
The Eevee blinks. "What are they doing now?"
"Praying," Vixie suddenly replies as she stands beside him. She chuckles after receiving a glare from him, but decides to let it fly as she gestures around them. "Everyone has gone quiet to offer their prayers."
The Eevee blinks, and then looks around with twitching ears, finally noticing how quiet everything is. He turns to the Nickit, but she is as clueless of the goings on as he is. Frowning, he turns to the Vulpix beside him, who is sitting on the ground with her eyes closed, meditating. He decides not to bother her as he looks at the waking horizon in the distance.
Soon, the first rays of the waking sun breaks through the sleepy sky. Smiling, the grass-types then finishes their meditation, grabs their baskets and starts unloading the contents to the calm sea.
"The gift of giving," Vixie suddenly says with a smile as she turns to the curious Eevee. "The grass-types carried our prayers of thanks to the sea for giving us life."
He frowns at her. "Seems like a waste of food to me."
She blinks, and giggles. "It does look that way, huh?" She shakes her head. "It also has another purpose."
"Which is...?"
"Giving thanks to the water-types," she explains. "And as a sort of an apology for always disturbing their peaceful lives with our boats."
He blinks. "Huh... I guess that makes sense." He frowns. "But now everyone is hungry. I was kinda-sorta expecting the food to be what everyone will be eating once this whole thing is over."
"Everyone!" the Tropius announces as he glides above the crowd, and lands before them with a smile. "Thank you all so much for joining us in our opening ceremony of our spring festival."
"The fuck?" the Eevee mumbles. "That was the opening ceremony?"
Vixie chuckles as a huge body of water starts to form from the sea behind the Tropius. The Eevee and the Nickit take a step back in fright.
"The fuck is that?!" the Eevee yelps as he feels the Nickit hiding behind his lowered tail.
Chuckling once again, the white Vulpix turns to him with a smile. "You'll see." She winks. "Just watch."
The wall of water finally falls back down to the sea, revealing a large Lugia smiling down at the gathered crowd. The might beast then slowly extends a wing, and waves it through the air, the tiny droplets of water raining down on them and reflecting the waking sun's gentle rays, creating a rainbow that makes the crowd awe in amazement.
With a nod, the large Lugia then extends both its wings, and flaps them, creating a gentle gust of air that blows through the crowd as the mighty beast flies through the air and towards the sky. From its great height, it folds its wings to its side, allowing gravity to pull it back down to earth.
A pillar of swirling water starts to rise from the sea, and Lugia dives inside of it. The water tornado starts to weaken, and soon it falls back down to the sea, leaving the crowd cheering.
The Eevee blinks and frowns. "The ending was kinda anticlimactic."
"That was amazing!" the Nickit cheers.
The Vulpix chuckles. "At least one of you enjoyed it."
The Eevee rolls his eyes as the Tropius gives a short message, before telling everyone that the festivities will start later in the morning.
"So what now?" the Nickit asks as she looks up at him.
He shrugs. "I guess we can return to the restaurant to eat some breakfast."
She frowns at him. "But dad said we can return later!" And then an idea. She then runs up to the blinking white Vulpix and smiles at her. "We should go eat somewhere!"
"Plu," the Eevee says with a frown. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Don't listen to him," she tells her with a smile. "I know a great place that serves great food!"
"Whoa...!" she says in awe, her eyes twinkling like stars. "Where? Where?!"
Vixie turns to the frowning Eevee with a grin. "Care to join us?"
"No I—"
"Big bro, please?" Plu begs him with pleading eyes. "I wanna try eating food made by other Pokemon."
Vixie snickers. "Yeah, come on, 'big bro.' Don't be such a stick in the mud."
"What's a stick in the mud?" Plu asks her.
She smiles at her. "It means a boring person, or a person who hates fun."
The young Nickit blinks, and hums in thought. "Hm... That does sound like my brother."
"I take offence to that!" the Eevee suddenly says. He then glares at the smiling ice-type. "Alright, fine!" He sighs. "I'm too hungry to continue arguing."
"Yey!" Plu hugs his paw. "You're not a mud stick!"
He rolls his eyes in mild amusement. "If only you weren't so cute."
The trio then starts walking with the ice-type leading them, unaware of a frowning Cyndaquil who is watching them leave.
"Damn it," the fire-type curses. "Why is that grumpyhead hogging her?" She shakes her head and turns to the frowning Sentret.
Linik scratches his head. "M-maybe we should just—"
"Ah ah ah! No!" She immediately shuts his down. "Let's go follow them."
"Cindy," the Sentret says, frowning at her. "I really appreciate the help, but..." He closes his eyes and sighs. "Even I can tell she's interested with your Eevee friend."
"That's nonsense!" She shakes her head. "His attitude stinks, and the only reason he's going along with her is because of that Nickit. Sooo..." She grins.
He blinks, and frowns. "I don't like that look on your face."
"Just trust me!" She then punches his shoulder. "And don't leave her alone next time!"
Chapter 03 - 12 - 03
Totodile
"We should probably start heading back," the Eevee says as he walks through the busy traffic of Pokemon.
She nods in agreement.
"But we can stop and check something out if you see something interesting."
"Like that?" the Nickit asks as she points at something. She then smiles down at her brother. "Let's go check it out!"
He chuckles and walks toward the stall she finds interest in, unaware of the young Totodile blinking blankly at them as it stands in the middle of the busy street, a yellow Shinx walking by with a sigh.
...
She points at him. "It's not lunch rush yet, so we practice!"
Another blink. "...practice what?"
She beams at him. "Swift! The meanies will think twice if they try getting you away from home again once you get stronger, right?"
And yet another blink. What has gotten into her little head? "Uh..."
"So come on!" She turns around and points at the restaurant. "To the backyard!" And she then runs through the traffic, leaving the confused Eevee behind.
Shaking his head, he smiles in amusement as he runs after her just as a young blue Totodile finally reaches the end of the inclined road, sweating and panting for breath. It looks ahead and sees the energetic Eevee running towards the restaurant. With a big sigh, the young water-type collapses on the road, its tired gaze on the cloudy sky, its cold raindrops barely soothing its tired body.
A large Pokemon stops beside it and looks down at it. "Hey there," the Flaaffy says with a smile. "What's a young Pokemon like you lying in the busy street like this one?"
The Totodile says nothing, just panting and looking at her as another walks up to the pink sheep.
"He probably got separated from his folks and is just running back home," the Nuzleaf says.
The Flaaffy sighs. "Right, I suppose that's the case." She then smiles at the young water-type as she kneels down, her badge twinkling in the sunlight poking through the cloudy heavens. "It's alright, little guy. We'll help you find your parents."
Still not saying anything, the Totodile shifts its tired gaze on the white and gloomy clouds...
...walking by him. The Sentret blinks as he looks at the white Vulpix climbing up her seat and smiling at him.
"Sorry for the wait," she tells him.