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Chapter 6: Charmed
"So… Dad. How about that present?"
As far as May saw it, she had been patient. She had helped Wally catch a pokemon (or rather watched), and she had allowed plenty of time for her father to express his enthusiasm over the fact that they had managed to find a Ralts.
But now it was time for her to get that present he had teased her with, darn it!
Norman looked up at her from where he was leaned down to inspect Ralts. "Did I say present? I think I said something…"
"Daaad!" May complained, shaking his shoulder and giggling slightly. She could see that he was joking by the mirth dancing in his warm brown eyes.
Her father stood up, glancing at Brendan and Wally, both of whom were beginning to turn their attention away from Ralts and onto them. After a moment of hesitation, he dropped a hand deep into his pocket and said, "Close your eyes, and hold out your arm."
May's excitement waned only slightly, a hint of suspicion entering her brain. If he put a bug in her hand, she would kill him! However, curiosity ultimately won out, and she shut her eyes obediently.
Her hand was held open expectantly, but nothing landed in it. Instead, she felt Norman's large fingers lace something cool around her wrist. He fumbled with it for a second before letting go, leaving a light weight at the end of her arm.
May blinked open her eyes, taking in the beautiful golden bracelet looped around her wrist. Its metal gleamed, intricately woven and without a doubt made out of real gold. On the under side of the bracelet, she could see three charms hanging delicately. There was a heart and a pokeball, both gold with veins of emerald stone forming patterns on the metal. In between them there was a slightly larger emerald sphere, which was approximately an inch in diameter.
"Wow, thanks! It's so pretty," May said, pleasantly surprised. She had been waiting on some special trainer tool or maybe even an exotic pokemon, but definitely not jewelry. She fingered the charms. "Thank you!"
May gave her father a quick hug, still transfixed with her new bracelet.
"Be careful with it," Norman warned, an odd expression crossing his face. "And make sure you don't flash it to strangers. It's expensive."
"Dad," May said, shooting him a look. He sighed, still eyeing the bracelet nervously.
"I know, I know. Let it just be a good luck charm." He checked the clock on the wall behind them. "It's almost closing time. I should probably be getting a head start… I was planning on going home for the weekend."
"Oh, okay… Guess we have to go to the pokemon center," May said, a bit sadly. She had hoped to spend a little more time with him while she was in Petalburg (And maybe score a better bed than those in the center), but she would probably need to move out of the city before he returned.
"You could stay at my house," Wally said shyly. Then he shuffled anxiously, adding, "I-if you want! You don't h-have too."
May glanced at Brendan, sensing no apparent displeasure on his face, and then she smiled appreciatively at Wally. "That would be great! Thank you."
Norman put a hand on May's shoulder and looked at Brendan. "Look after her for me, will you?"
Brendan struggled not to grin, catching May's eye. "Sure thing."
"Dad, I can look after myself!"
"Just be sure not to get too close. She is my little girl," Norman said, ignoring her. Brendan faltered, looking embarrassed, and May's cheeks turned crimson. She covered her burning face with both hands.
"Ohmygosh, Dad, would you stop?!"
"You're sure you wouldn't like anymore casserole, honey?"
"No thank you," May said, smiling politely. On either side of her, Brendan shamelessly downed a second helping, while Wally followed his mother's movements with slightly embarrassed eyes.
Although she had ushered them into their basement for "privacy" from the adults, she seemed to find an excuse to return to them once every five minutes or so. It was painfully obvious that she wasn't used to Wally having guests, and she was eager to entertain them.
"You must not have your father's appetite, then," the woman said amusedly. "When we were in school, he always did eat like a wailmer- which I wish my son would do occasionally! Finish that casserole, Wally!"
"Yes ma'am," Wally said quietly, his cheeks tinting pink.
May struggled to hide her smile, and she could see that Brendan was also looking unusually tight-lipped. And she had thought her parents overprotective!
"So that's how you know my dad?" May asked, trying to diffuse the growing awkwardness as Wally's mother watched him like a fearow.
"Oh yes!" the woman said, laughing. She lowered her voice secretively, winking. "He was always such an amazing battler, but written exams weren't his thing- that's what he borrowed me for!"
May laughed, completely surprised that her dad had tried to cheat on his tests in trainer school. He had always been the one that lectured her about the importance of knowledge to go along with skill. She internally promised to call him out on his hypocrisy at the earliest opportunity.
Finally, when Wally had cleared the last bit of food from his bowl, his mother finally bid them goodnight and retreated upstairs.
"So…" Wally began shyly. "Um. Do you w-want to play a game, or watch a movie, or something?"
He pointed towards the other side of the basement, in which there was a living area organized around an aged, rather clunky TV. Under the TV stand, May could see stacks of old board games and DVDs.
"Sure," May said. She wrinkled her nose, pulling at her clothes. They were uncomfortably tight after spending the long day in them, and a light smell of sweat was starting to accumulate from her week on the road. She would have to see about using a washing machine sometime before leaving Petalburg. "Is there somewhere I can change into my pajamas, first?"
Wally nodded his head, tripping a bit in his haste to stand and guide his guest to the small basement bathroom. May took her backpack, shutting the door firmly behind her and quickly shuffling through her small supply of clothing. She had only been able to bring her main traveling outfit, a couple nicer ones for any days spent in a town, and a single pair of pajamas.
Life was rough.
May pulled on her pink tank top and matching eevee pajama pants, reveling in the loose feel of them. She messily crumbled her trainer outfit into a ball and stuffed it back into the bag, throwing her bandana and shoes along with it. Finally, she twisted her hair up into a messy bun, and then she dragged her belongings clumsily over towards the boys.
Somehow, they had both already managed to dress in their own night attire. Brendan wore a mismatched gym outfit, and his hat was off, which left his messy hair on display. Wally was in a matching gray pair with an actual button down shirt. It dawned on May that no boy had actually seen her in her pajamas before; even over the past few days with Brendan, she had been wearing them only out of sight in her tent.
Feeling slightly awkward, she sat on the floor with them, leaning back against the couch. Wally was playing absentmindedly with Ralts, and Brendan only spared her a secondary glance from where he was setting up a board game.
"Nice pants," he said, smirking down at the pieces he was organizing.
May stuck her tongue out at him immaturely, but then a familiar green creature nuzzled the side of her arm. "Oh, hi, Soren!" she said, blinking and rubbing him on the back. He gazed at the board game curiously before shaking his head and running back over to play with Orion, Neptune, and Iris (Well, mostly Neptune and Orion).
"Fine then," May called after him, which he ignored. "I'll win by myself!"
As it turned out, May was soon doing the exact opposite of winning. She was 1000 fake pokedollars in debt, while Brendan led both she and Wally by a mile.
"I'll catch the charizard now," Brendan announced. His face had been so smug for the past fifteen minutes that it was practically painful for May to look at.
"He's cheating," May said sulkily, glancing at Wally. "He's got to be cheating, right?"
"Some of us are just talented," Brendan said, placing his color peace on the charizard. "I've caught the steelix, the slaking, the charizard-"
"Hey, I really need to catch a pokemon," May announced, cutting across Brendan's bragging. She rolled the dice, her new bracelet tinkling at the movement, but luck still wasn't on her side. Glumly, she passed the dice to Wally.
"Too bad I've almost gotten all the goods ones already."
May scowled at Brendan. "I mean a real one!"
He snorted. "I know. Soren can't keep doing everything."
Wally managed to claim the manetric before it was Brendan's turn again. May, quickly losing interest in the game, began to think about which pokemon she should try to catch. From a combination of her encounters and studying of the pokedex, she remembered that zigzagoon, poochyena, wurmple, taillow, and seedot, among others, lived in the immediate area, while a wider variety inhabited the nearby Petalburg Forest.
"Hey Brendan, do you know any really good pokemon around here? Like maybe a fire type?" May asked, barely paying attention to the fact that she lost her turn again.
Brendan furrowed his brow. "Hmm. I don't think there are any fire types here unless they just happen to be passing through."
May sighed, her mind going blank. She was especially eager to have a pokemon that could control the powerful element of fire, but she supposed she could always go for another basic type to help balance out Soren's immediate weaknesses. A water type would be a good start, or maybe an electric type.
"Um. I think there are slakoth, like your dad's, in the forest if you look hard enough," Wally piped up, to her great surprise.
"Yeah, I've seen them a few times," Brendan said thoughtfully.
May seriously entertained the idea. For her entire life, she had admired the might of her father's signature pokemon, and she was well accustomed to them. Without a doubt, they would be a powerful addition to any team if trained correctly.
But did she really want to use a pokemon that her father was so famous for? She wanted to be seen as a powerful trainer in her own right, not always as "Norman's daughter".
"I don't think I want to copy my dad," May decided hesitantly.
"There's a beach nearby. You could always look for a corphish or some other water type," Brendan suggested. He tossed the dice, and they rolled to a slow stop. "Yes! I win!"
"Cheater," May snipped. "I think I'll do that."
"What do you want to lose at next?" Brendan asked, looking over the other games with Wally.
"Let's watch a movie," May said quickly, crawling forward to examine the DVDs. She really didn't feel like getting creamed at a game again, especially not by Brendan. One of her favorite movies soon caught her eye, and she excitedly yanked it from its spot to show the boys. "Oooh, let's watch this one!"
A beautiful illustration of an umbreon staring longingly at an espeon was on the cover, with fancy writing in the stars titling the DVD "The Sun and Moon". It was a heart-wrenching story about forbidden lovers, and May could watch it a million times and never get tired of it.
Wally stared at the DVD with wide eyes. "Whatever you want…"
"I am not watching that," Brendan said loudly over the other boy. He nudged his way in next to a glaring May and snatched out a different movie. "Here, this one has some action- Hey, there are some mushy girl parts too, you'll like it!"
May plopped down on the couch, pretending to be annoyed as Brendan started up the movie. She actually quite liked action movies, but he didn't have to know that.
Noticing the TV, the pokemon meandered over. Soren jumped immediately into May's lap, like Ralts was doing to Wally, while Iris and Knox settled near Brendan's feet under the recliner. Neptune beat Orion to the loveseat, which he then laid across, cackling madly. Orion huffed and took the seat in between May and Wally.
The blaziken radiated a comforting heat, and Soren was snuggled up in her arms, both of which drew May into an incredibly relaxed state. She thought of the next day, hoping desperately that she would finally catch her second pokemon.
May soared upwards, dancing through the clouds as elegantly as a ballerina.
She felt like she was surrounded by hundreds of fluffy white marshmallows. Behind the puffs, the azure blue of the sky shone brightly. Somewhere, far beneath her, there was land, but she was home. Home in the sky.
The wind was pleasantly cool against her cheeks, and the air grew steadily colder the further she climbed. She was high, so high that she could see the faint glimmer of the stars…
A door slammed somewhere, awakening May. She jolted about in under her thick blanket on the couch, and for a moment, she couldn't remember where she was. Soren, who often fell asleep in her arms, was nowhere to be seen.
"It's ruined my flowers, and the magikarp are upset! This is the fifth time this week!"
The sound of Wally's mother's voice brought May back up to date. She had spent the night at Wally's house, but where were he and Brendan? Wally's end of the couch and Brendan's recliner were abandoned, and not even a pillow was left to show that they had fallen asleep there.
"Oh look, Sleeping Beauty's finally awake."
"Good morning, May."
Brendan leaned up against the back of the couch, smirking down at her, and Wally hovered behind him uncertainly. May rubbed at her eyes, sitting up. Although she was still only half awake, it didn't take a genius to figure out which boy had said what.
"What about flowers?" May asked sleepily.
"My mom," Wally said, sheepishly pointing out the window into his backyard. May could vaguely make out the form of Wally's mother waving her arms over a tiny, clear pool surrounded by gorgeous vegetation. The women had clearly put lots of time into it. "Some marill is trying to move into our pond."
"Azurill," Brendan corrected.
May leapt off the couch, starting towards the door excitedly. "That's a water type! I'm going to catch it!"
"It's not a water type yet-"
"Whatever, it will be!" May realized she was still in her pajamas. She frantically snatched up her backpack and ran towards the bathroom, passing Soren on the way. He was perched on top of the kitchen table, arrogantly looking down on Ralts with both hands on his hips. The other pokemon stared back at him from the floor wistfully.
"Soren, get ready!" she called from the bathroom. He gave no response, but she knew he had to have heard her.
May changed clothes at record place, barely managing to get her shirt on straight. When she returned to the main room, Ralts suddenly disappeared and reappeared next to Soren in a flash. Caught off guard, the treecko flailed around and fell onto his butt against the wooden table.
"Tree!" Soren accused angrily, glaring at Ralts. Ralts deflated, looking devastated, but May yanked Soren off the table and made a beeline for the pond. She would have to reprimand him for his terrible manners later.
Wally's mother stood in front of her picture perfect pond, practically shaking with frustration. Her hair was oddly wet, and her frown was trained firmly on the little blue ball of fur hopping obliviously at the water's edge.
The azurill had a tiny, circular body and rounded blue ears. Its tail, which reminded May of a rubber ball, was bigger than its body, and the pokemon was bouncing around on it joyfully, laughing at each begonia it crushed beneath it. She had seen azurill before in Johto, yet she still couldn't hold back an internal squeal at its utter adorableness.
"Ril!" the azurill trilled happily, nodding in greeting at May and the boys.
"Ko," Soren said, poking May's collarbone. She blinked, realizing she had been beaming at the azurill like an idiot.
"Sorry," May said. She set him down. "Quick attack!"
Soren shot forward in a burst of speed, ramming Azurill roughly with his boney elbows. He was small, but the momentum was plenty enough to send the other pokemon tumbling across the ground.
Azurill finally stopped rolling, coughing up what looked like a bit of mud. She stood shakily, and she met Soren's glare with slightly watery eyes. He had no mercy, shooting forwards to knock at her with another quick attack.
Surprisingly, the azurill reared her tail back and then slung it away from Soren, which carried the force to propel the tiny creature a few feet out of harms way. She landed safely on her feet and stared hard at Soren. Her black pupils seemed to enlarge and sparkle with innocence, causing Soren to freeze uncertainly.
"Tree?" he questioned warily, scratching his cheek.
May was flabbergasted. She racked her brain for what attack the azurill was using. It wasn't intimidating like leer, but it was having a similar effect. What was it?
"Charm!" she realized, yet that didn't help her stop it.
Not knowing what else to do, May yelled, "Soren, she's charming you! Snap out of it!"
Soren blinked, slowly coming too, but Azurill was ahead of him. Grinning, she opened her mouth and shot a few tiny bubbles in his direction, probably the same ones that had soaked the head of Wally's mother. One collided with his nose with a resounding 'pop'.
He flinched, more out of annoyance than real pain. His yellow eyes narrowed into slits, and May knew he was back.
"Pound!" she ordered quickly.
Soren jumped high into the air, spinning slightly in the way he and May had been practicing just before his tail slammed Azurill firmly into some nearby lilies. He crouched to the ground, ready for his next order, but the azurill already looked rather disoriented. Taking that as her cue, May fumbled for a pokeball.
"Please work, please work," she begged mentally as she tossed the pokeball at Azurill.
The device absorbed her, and May crossed her fingers and bit her lip. The pokeball shook once, twice, three times, and then the 'ping' of a successful capture filled the air.
"I got it!" May cried, thrilled. She grabbed Azurill's pokeball off the ground in one hand and forced Soren into a tight hug with the other. The treecko's gaze followed the pokeball darkly, as if it were a bomb just waiting to explode.
Behind her, she saw Wally grinning, and Ralts gestured towards the pokeball excitedly. Even Brendan smiled at her in a strange, bemused way.
"Oh…" Wally's mother said, in a small voice. She was staring with an open mouth at her pond. Mud had been strewn about everywhere from where the two pokemon had tussled, and flower petals were floating helplessly in the water, which caused the inhabiting magikarp to retreat to the bottom.
May winced, and Soren pointed an accusing finger at her in an effort to remove the blame from himself. "Oh crap. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"
"Oh, no, no!" the woman said in a high-pitched voice, trying to wave May's apology away. "At least the azurill's gone, right?"
May continued to apologize, but Wally's mother kept making impossible excuses for her mistake. Finally, Brendan interrupted her by peering curiously over her shoulder at the pokeball. He held his pokedex in one hand, pointing at his screen.
"Azurill is part fairy type. That might be useful, they're really rare."
May beamed. She still couldn't believe her luck. "I can't wait to start training her!"
"As long as it's not in my back yard," Wally's mom begged. "Please, dear Latias."
A few hours later, May, Brendan, and Wally wandered to a small clearing not far outside of Petalburg. May was eager to test the waters with her new pokemon, while both Brendan and Wally thought it would be nice to let theirs get some fresh air.
"I'm May, and that's Soren, Brendan, Wally, Orion, Acumi, Neptune, Knox, Iris, and Ralts," May said, bending down towards Azurill with her hands on her knees.
She pointed towards each person or pokemon as she said his or her name, but by the time she had turned back around, Azurill was fixated on bouncing her tail against a nearby rock. May blinked at her, unsure if she had absorbed a single word.
"Um… You got that?"
"Ril?"
Azurill cocked her head to the side curiously, but after a few seconds she just nodded and continued playing with her tail. May was left even more confused than before. She felt distinctly grateful that Brendan was busy scolding Neptune for making Ralts cry, because she was sure he would find her dilemma amusing.
Unlike Azurill, Soren was observing her carefully. He let out an unimpressed snort from where he sat a few feet away, his thin green arms crossed. May tried her best to ignore him, for she suspected he was only acting out (even more so than normal) because he was jealous.
"So, um, Azurill. Can I call you…." She stared at the sky for a moment, deep in thought and determined to name her new friend as soon as possible. Several different ideas floated around in her mind before she finally stumbled upon a good one. "Hey, how about Demi?"
"Ril ril," the pokemon replied, laughing and pointing towards a taillow flying in the distance.
May decided she might as well just go with it. "Okay then. Demi it is!"
Demi wiggled her ears and smiled at May, leaning forwards to nuzzle into the girl's hand. A pleasant feeling bubbled in her chest at the action. It had taken Soren days to really warm up to physical affection from her, and he had been raised in captivity!
May stood up, smiling from ear to ear, and she walked over to a tree at the edge of the clearing. Taking a tiny, sharp rock, she roughly etched a circle into the bark. She pointed at it, looking back at Demi.
"Think you can hit this with your bubble attack?" she asked.
Demi seemed confused as to why the girl would want her to do such a thing, but she quickly shook it off and then cheerfully spit three bubbles towards the tree. Unfortunately, they popped in the air about a foot away from their target.
Slightly disappointed, May moved the azurill a bit closer to the tree and urged her to keep trying. She had more success the second time around, and after that, the bubbles even cleared away pieces of the bark on occasion.
"Ko…" Soren grumbled sulkily. Brendan, Wally, and Ralts had joined him on the ground, yet he looked none the happier for it.
"Soren," May called, feeling guilty. She motioned for him, and he made a show of reluctantly creeping over to her. She nudged him lightly with her foot when he reached her, smiling teasingly. "You'd better get your butt to work too. I can't have slackers!"
"Tree, treecko!" Soren said indignantly.
With that, he moved over to a nearby rock and began practicing his pound attack again. His expression was tense, and cracks appeared rather quickly on the hard surface of his target. He was clearly determined to prove that he, next to the carefree Demi, was the superior specimen.
May tried to guide her pokemon, although she slowly became uncomfortably aware of everyone's eyes on her. Wally was absolutely transfixed; he kept glancing from Soren to May to Ralts, as if he were imagining himself in her shoes. Brendan watched her with a troubled frown. Even Brendan's pokemon, most of whom rarely gave her the time of day, were staring from their various spots around the clearing.
"Um," May began awkwardly. "Do any of you want to maybe train with us?"
No one spoke for a tense moment, but Orion soon waved his claw eagerly, indicating he wanted to join. Iris growled in disgust at him, while Acumi ducked her face deep into her leafy wings as though she didn't want to see what was about to happen.
Brendan stiffened noticeably, but surprisingly, he made no immediate remark on his pokemon's behavior. May bit her lip, nervously recalling the time he had exploded at his father for bringing up training. She really hoped she wasn't about to get an earful.
"No thanks," Brendan said finally, his expression hard. His next words were clearly forced. "But you can help them, if you want, Orion."
"Blaze," Orion said happily. The rest of Brendan's team seemed to be in shock as he approached May, clearly asking how he could help.
"Uh…" May glanced between Brendan and Orion unsurely. The boy let out a long sigh.
"Soren looks like he's doing a number on that rock," Brendan said tiredly. "Why don't you see if he can land a hit on Orion? He's great at dodging."
Great was an understatement.
Although he was far larger than Soren, Orion moved with terrifying agility and precision. Soren quickly grew frustrated that he couldn't get in a decent pound attack, and his offense became overly frantic and aggressive. Sensing this, Orion easily side-stepped a swing of his tail and then brought his foot down lightly overtop Soren to force the treecko to the ground.
May groaned. "Soren, you gotta keep a clear head!" she called, as Orion released the fuming treecko from the weight of his foot.
Soren nodded reluctantly at her, panting, and then shot back towards a gloating Orion.
"Wow," she heard Wally whisper to himself.
"You sure you don't want to train with us?" May asked, realizing he had never given her an answer before. She smiled, trying to look as inviting as possible.
Wally gulped, and he began opening and closing his mouth like his mother's magikarp. As he fumbled for an answer, his face slowly grew pink. "U-um… I-I don't…. My mom wouldn't l-like it…"
"Okay, then…" May said doubtfully.
She tried to hide her frown, recalling all the years she had spent being basically repressed by her parents. It was because they loved her and wanted her safe, but she couldn't help but wish Wally would show a little bit of rebellion for something he was clearly interested in. At least she had put up a fight, even if she always lost.
But it had paid off in the end, hadn't it? Here she was, finally a trainer. Maybe the same thing could happen for Wally.
Just when she was contemplating saying something about it, Demi caught May's eye. Instead of aiming for the circle, the azurill had begun playfully trying to pop her own bubbles. Each time she succeeded, she would erupt into a round of giggles before blowing some more to chase after.
"Demi, you're supposed to be training!" May cried, waving her hands accusingly at her pokemon.
Demi paused in blowing her bubbles, giggling joyfully. For a moment, May thought she was victorious. However, when Demi opened her mouth to blow more bubbles, she didn't aim for the tree, but straight for May.
She squealed instinctively as the bubbles made contact. They weren't painful, yet they left miserable wet patches all across her clothes and hair.
"Demi!" May screeched, wiping uselessly at her drenched tank top. She could hear laughter in the background from several sources; she could easily guess which ones.
"Oh, my," an amused, but unfamiliar voice interrupted May's death glare at all of her companions.
A man had somehow found their clearing, and the way he was grinning at May suggested that he didn't at all regret it. She fixed the scorching look formerly intended for the others on him.
"Really, you're laughing at the way I look?" May wanted to say.
The guy really did stick out like a sore thumb. He had short, curly brown hair that had begun receding ever so slightly, and May suspected that it would look like an afro were he to grow it out much more. Dark sunglasses obscured his eyes, which matched with the chain around his neck connected to a Pokenav. His shirt, a flower-printed button down, covered his potbelly.
Overall, May was automatically given the impression of a pompous tourist.
"Well, I thought I heard some intense training going on and I wanted to investigate," the man continued, thoroughly ignoring her unwelcoming demeanor. He laughed. "I can't say this was what I was looking for."
The disappointment in his voice was enough for May. "Who are you?" she practically snapped.
"Just a guy who enjoys talent," he said knowingly. She couldn't see beneath his sunglasses, but he seemed to have noticed the others' presence. His mouth fell open, and he actually tilted his sunglasses downwards, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Brendan Birch? On the road again?" the man said, sounding as if Christmas had come early. He let out another laugh, although this one seemed more thrilled than condescending. "I knew that blaziken looked like too fine a specimen for a newbie!"
May huffed angrily, but the man ignored her completely. He was focused on Brendan, and Brendan only.
"Just helping out a friend," Brendan said, coming off about as welcoming as May felt. His hands fisted in the grass beneath him, revealing just how frustrated he really was, but he managed a slight nod in her direction.
The man frowned, rocking around on the balls of his feet. "Shame. Well, my offer always stands, Birch."
"So does my answer," Brendan replied rapidly.
The man sighed. "Ah well, duty calls. I need to go sniff out talent in the Petalburg gym- other than Norman's, hopefully."
And with a wave, the man was gone just as quickly as he had come.
"By the way, the gym isn't open today, dumby," May said, once he was out of earshot. She scowled, turning to Brendan. "Whatever he wants, I'm glad you said no."
Normally, she would be itching to ask how Brendan knew him, but it was the least of her worries at the moment. Wally eyed her warily.
"Um, M-may? Maybe we should take a s-snack break," he suggested timidly.
May agreed reluctantly, although Brendan and the pokemon seemed very keen on the idea. Personally, she wanted to keep training so she could see that guy again and prove to him how awesome she and her pokemon were.
"Newbie. Please, as if that guy has ever picked up a pokeball in his life!"
AN: The first update of the new year finally revealed the mysterious new pokemon! I hope you guys like her! I just thought it was something that hasn't already been done 1000 times.
I MADE A WIKI FOR THE STORY! The link is in my profile, so check it out! Credit to the idea goes to Synth it Up, who also made one for his (?) Hoenn story. If my story ever gets a little slow for your taste, check out his, because it's very plot driven and exciting.
What's your favorite water type? (Mine might be the mudkip line, but it's so hard for me to choose! The totodile line would be a close second, but I have to say, after writing Demi for a while, I like the marill line a lot too. Please bear with me as I continue to name every water type in existence)
Don't forget to review! I see all of you readers ;)