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Italics normally signify emphasis. I guess I'll use this for Pokemon speech. In Pokemon speech, emphasis will be signified by bolding text.
Takes place the morning after chapter 4.
Sorry that this took so long to write.
Giving the nature of the serum, people have different tolerances to it. The order of tfs implies not only the immunity status to the serum, but inverse of how hard it would be to cure, as overall, by the cure was derived, it would take more to get the first couple to levels where they'd turn back, rather than the last ones, which would only need a bit.
BEEP BEEP BEEP! An alarm clock went off. A adolescent female woke up, coughing. She brushed her hair out of her eyes. Her hair wasn't long, but it sure liked to grow, especially the bangs. That seemed to be the defining trait of her look. She also suffered from Heterochromia iridum, causing odd-eye, one a darker blue, reminiscent of the sea, the other a jade green. Her third and final defining trait is her sensitivity to germs. She was sick a lot, kinda like today. She sat up, hitting snooze on the alarm clock.
"Guess I'm still not better..." She said, her voice a little hoarse.
She looked at her plush jolteon, a present from when she was 4. It was from her father, which was normally out of town. You see, her father at the moment is a mid-range member of Team Plasma. He isn't a high ranking officer, but he wasn't a grunt either. The job paid well, and her father would send a good chunk to them, normally a tad higher than half.
Her mother came in. "Marcy?" She asked.
"Yeah?" Marcy replied, coughing.
"You're not better?" The mother asked.
"Clearly not." She laughed a little bit. To think, she had just came down with it in the afternoon. The doctor had checked her out last night, and she was diagnosed with a cold. Not a really bad one, but enough to keep her out of school. She had been told to take some cold medicine, but not prescribed any, as prescription medicine wasn't needed, and some shelved stuff would do. Normally she'd get a liquid, and have it watered down, as another thing that was sensitive was her tongue. Her mother left to get some of the medicine she had bought, again, just some stuff stocked on the shelves. After a few minutes, she took Marcy's temperature, at about 100, and provided the cup of the watered down medicine.
Marcy took the cup, and took a drink, right as her mother was exiting. She slowly, but surely finished off the beverage, not noticing the transformation process starting. She felt tingly, but brushed it off as a symptom of the cold. Giving that she was still covered by the blanket, she didn't really notice the process of her feet turning into 3-toed paws, or the blue fur growing on them. At her ankles, the fur color changed to black, and spread up her legs. What she did notice, though, is when she got out of bed, she tumbled out of bed, already having been forced on all fours. When she looked back to see what the matter was, she saw the tail that had grown. She looked at it wide eyed, with her new eyes, quite larger, and more oval shaped. Her one eye had retained it's jade color, though the blue one had changed to a yellow shade. "W-what?" She said. She was to busy staring at the tail to notice the ears growing the blue fur, kinda like her feet-paws, and reshaping. The inside of the ears were yellow-furred though. She tried getting back on the bed, failing. She managed to get back after a running start, but overshot, almost falling off the other end, using her new claws to climb back up. At this point, only some fur on her back and face hadn't changed, and strangely, neither had her long bangs, a set of hair, now the blue color that matches the fur color on the upper, or rather now front, end of her body. This made her a bit smaller than a normal Shinx, as a Shinx's height is normally including the head tuft, hers instead styling down. She curled into a ball, whimpering, unsure of what had just happened. As to not direct attention, she tried speaking quietly, and strangely enough, she could still speak, despite the fact that the tingling from the transformation had stopped, signifying it was over. She counted her new fingers, now three.
"Huh." She said, barely not a whisper. "G-Guess that h-happened." She decided to also try speaking Pokemon, which came naturally to her, and felt much more natural than speaking a human language. "This is so much better." She said in Pokemon "I should probably still speak human though."
Meanwhile...
Marcy's mom, on the other hand, was waiting on the couch for a delivery. She had already called Marcy in sick. She decided to watch the news. She turned on the television right when the weather started. The weather-woman said that the temperature would be a few degrees below average, highs being in the upper 60's, with the exception of Thursday, in which it was supposed to be 71, and the lows in the upper 40's, with the exceptions of Thursday morning, in which it would be 53, and Friday morning, in which it would be 52, as it wasn't really supposed to warm up that much that day, the high on Friday only being about 60. Right as the forecast ended, she heard the doorbell go off. She heard a bit of clattering from Marcy's room.
"You okay?!" Mrs. Parker, her mother, said.
"Just the Purrloin!" Marcy replied, her coughing again.
"Okay! Keep it down though! You might mess up your voice further!" The mother replied, turning her attention to the person at the door. "Come in!" She yelled.
The man opened the door, holding a carrier. "Delivery for Allison Parker?" He said.
"Why yes, that is me." She replied.
The man gave her some papers to sign, and why she signed it, the man put the package down.
"There you go. It's yours." The man said, leaving.
Mrs. Parker opened the package marked from Alola, obivously marked for live delivery, and out came a Rockruff, looking at her funny. The Rockruff then decided to bark at her.
"Calm down you silly pup." Allison said. "How about you go meet Marcy while you I make her breakfast?" Allison then showed the way to Marcy's room, careful to not disturb her. The Rockruff then entered the room.
"Hey!" The Rockruff yelled, not noticing the afformentioned human turned Pokemon.
"Hello." The Purrloin replied. "Who might you be?"
"This human hasn't named me yet!" It replied. "I hope it's good."
The Shinx, Marcy, peeked her head out of the blanket. "Hello?"
"Who are you?!" Purrloin replied. "I'm getting tired of having to introduce myself!"
The Rockruff gasped. "A friend! Who are you?!" He yelled, in quite a happy tone.
"I'm..." Marcy said, unsure of whether to tell the truth. "Well since you were in the middle of introducing yourself, why don't you go first?"
The Purrloin sighed. "I'm Alexandria. I'm the head Pokemon here. The adolescent female, Marcy, is going to become my trainer in about 5 months."
"About that..." The Shinx replied. "I'm..." She said in English to prove a point.
Alexandria smiled quite widely. "You can talk! Man Rocky and I have netted such a rare one!"
"You're talking about me right?" The Rockruff said in response. Alexandria nodded, standing on her hind legs to give Rocky a good pat. Rocky wagged his tail.
"As I was saying." The Shinx resumed. 'I'm Marcy.'
"So you captured yourself?" Alexandria asked.
"No..." Marcy replied, letting off sparks.
"You unintentionally captured yourself?" Alexandria followed-up with.
'Probably." Marcy replied, sneezing.
"I'd cover for ya kid." Alexandria said. "But you're the human-speaker."
"I'll get back to bed." Marcy said. "I'm feeling a bit worse. Actually. I've been feeling worse ever since that transformation..." Marcy took the opportunity to get back in bed. Alexandria followed suit, pulling Rocky up afterwards.
"Exactly..." Marcy said, coughing a few more times. "What did that accomplish?"
"Kid." Alexandria said. "Shush. I'm no Chansey, but you really should save your voice."
Marcy tried objecting in human, but giving the damage not only done by the transformation and the additional speaking, she was already sick in the first place, her human voice had essentially been lost. When she tried to do so, she only let out sparks and squeaks.
Alexandria sighed. "I'll get the note written. Tell me what you want to say and I'll write it down. I'll leave it for mother."
"Tell her..." Marcy said, pausing so she wouldn't electrify anything. "What happened..."
"Again kid." Alexandria said. "Shut it. I don't want you losing your Pokemon voice too."
Marcy nodded.
"Is she going to be okay?" Rocky asked.
"Maybe a trip to the Pokemon Center once we get this sorted out would help." Alexandria said. "Also, I still have to get the synthesizer module for my translation device, along with a reliable power source."
Alexandria took the time to write down the note, she showed it to Marcy. "Nod if it's fine." After reading it over, Marcy deemed it good enough, nodding.
Alexandria shoved it under the door, and waited for her mother to read it.
About 30 minutes later(8:45 AM)
Allison had finished making the breakfast for Marcy, and was starting off to check up on her. "I wonder how she is." She said, not sure, knocking on the door. Alexandria, the Purrloin, walked towards the door, and pawed at her note by sticking her paw under the door, to make sure she noticed it.
"What do you want?" Mrs. Parker said. The Purrloin said "Purr!" in response, being a Pokemon.
Mrs. Parker looked at the note, reading
Hey mother,
I'd just thought I'd let you know that your daughter's a Pokemon,
A shinx to be exact.
Don't ask me why, it wasn't my fault.
Me and that Rockruff there found her like that.
I hope I'm not in trouble,
Kind Regards, Alexandria
By the way, I'm calling him Rocky.
"Oh you little silly..." Allison said, opening the door, as to give Alexandria a little pet, noticing the Rockruff on the bed.
"I see you've met." Allison said, not noticing the shinx under the covers. She set Marcy's breakfast on her nightstand, before noticing her Jolteon plushie on the floor. She picked it up to set it back on her bed, before noticing a much smaller shape in the blanket, and the Purrloin looking all smug with a small note in her mouth.
"Hold on..." She said, uncovering the blankets, noticing the shinx. "Alexandria Natalie Parker. What did you do?" She said, quite crossly. Alexandria handed her the note.
I TOLD YOU DOG
PS I wrote that in all caps for emphasis.
love ya
The shinx tried waving awkwardly.
"Look at her!" Rocky yelled. Of course, Allison couldn't understand Pokemon, so this went unknown. He was pet though.
Marcy coughed, desperately trying to speak. "h-h-hi..." She said, almost electrifying the trio.
"What did I say..." Alexandria said, as Allison seemed quite shocked. "Though that face. Just priceless."
"Did you just..." Allison said. "And you're in no shape to do it from the looks of it"
Marcy nodded. "I-I'm..." She coughed, zapping Rocky.
Alexandria sighed.
Marcy whimpered, hugging her mother. Rocky, being barely level 3, was quickly taken out by the level 9 shinx.
"Look what you did." Alexandria said.
"Whoops." She said. Alexandria tackled her away, taking the hit. Unlike her new buddy Rocky, Alexandria was well past level 65, almost 70, being equipped with an everstone to prevent evolution, took it without any signs of damage. This level was so high due to the fact that while Allison was a trainer, she was the second Pokemon she had. Her partner, a Serperior at the moment, was with Mr. Parker.
"You owe me one." Alexandria said, tossing an ever shorter note.
Allison gave Alexandria a good petting, due to the fact that she had saved her. "You are my Pokemon. Good job." She grabbed the note reading
Believe me yet?
"I guess?.." Allison said, picking up the shinx. "So this is Marcy."
The Purrloin stood up, giving her a makeshift thumbs up.
"Well I guess if that's the only new issue, I'll be going." Allison said.
Alexandria nodded. "Bye then!"
She gave each of the trio a good pat, picked up the Rockruff, and left. "I'll heal this guy!"
"Oatmeal huh?" Alexandria said. "Man Rocky would be perfect for this. Quadrupedal eating wasn't really my thing." Regardless, she hopped on all fours and began eating like a four-legged Pokemon, prompting Marcy to follow her movements. Marcy didn't really like it, but needed to eat, so she followed along. After about 10 minutes, the pair finished off about half of the large bowl, both feeling quite full. It was designed for an adult human to eat, so the two very small Pokemon didn't really have a shot at finishing.
"Guess it'd make sense for the two of us had you been human." Alexandria said. Marcy nodded. "What are we going to do when you get better. Well you'll be able to talk so I guess I could write for you..." Alexandria replied to herself. Marcy nodded in agreement again, before being boosted back on the bed to take a nap.
"Goodnight." Marcy said.
"Night kid." Alexandria said.
After Marcy went to sleep, Alexandria thought to herself "This could really work for us.".
A/N: The first 5 chapters of my other 5+ chapter fic, TPI, had 4295 words at it's 5 chapter mark, and at the word mark these words were at, the two paths challenge from chapter 9(10 at the time), was just over by the time it caught up with us. Palpitoad was just re-eliminated.