I don't own Worm or Pokémon. If I did, there would be a Dolphin Pokémon by now.
Chapter 1-3 – Transform
Let it never be said being a pink, adorable, nigh-goddess level being automatically made mornings any easier.
Taylor groaned as she got out of bed. "First day as the new me," She grumbled to herself. "We're getting off to a great start..."
She skipped over getting dressed for now – clothes were nice, but she didn't exactly need them anymore. She did still want them, though., since she was just so used to wearing them. She'd have to find someone who could custom-make them.
Plus, she was actually physically attractive now – though not in the way she had hoped, but gosh darn it if she wasn't going to flaunt it anyway!
Brushing teeth was quicker. After all, her teeth were much smaller now. She'd had a bit of trouble handling the brush, since her arms were so small, but she managed to figure out how to use her psychic powers to lift and move the brush – which, she reflected, probably also meant that she now had an offensive option that wouldn't automatically turn her opponent into dust. That would be helpful if – no, when she got out into the field.
Showering, on the other hand, took a lot longer. Which was honestly to be expected, given the fact that she was now literally covered in fur. Taylor really wished she remembered how she had summoned that pie in the locker, because she had a feeling that she'd be needing a lot of shampoo in the future. At least drying off wasn't too different, if a bit more vigorous than usual.
She yawned as she floated down the hall and into the kitchen, passing her father on the way down. He was reading a newspaper – she noted, with some amusement, a blurry picture of the gigantic flare she had made last night. 'Mornin' Dad.'
He turned the page, barely looking up. "You were up to quite a bit last night, apparently."
She chuckled quite a bit at that. 'Hey, it's not my fault they don't make 'giant, economy-destroying tankers' like they used to.'
"True." There was a bit of silence. "So."
'So'
A few more seconds of silence passed before Danny sighed and put down his paper last night. "I called Alan earlier."
Taylor froze up a bit. Of course he would call Emma's Dad. As subdued as he was now, Taylor knew that her father had quite the temper. 'I hope things went well?'
"Have some faith in your old man, Taylor." Drat, he noticed. "If it weren't for everything else that was going on, I probably would have gotten angry, but... well, I had other things on my mind, I guess."
'Like, I don't know, me suddenly becoming adorable?'
"More adorable," Danny corrected, causing Taylor to blush. "And... Yeah, basically. That, along with the fact that you basically proclaimed yourself to be one of the most powerful beings on this side of the planet, in a city full of gangs..."
Taylor sent her face downwards, which was not a good option when pouring coffee for one's self. 'Nobody knew it was me, Dad.'
"The Protectorate called earlier."
...Oh crap. If they knew, then... oh god, she really hoped Glory Girl wasn't too mad.
"I wouldn't worry too much." He continued. "They mostly just suspected you for triggering because you were nowhere to be found. The pie was a nice touch, by the way."
Taylor laughed and, face still dripping with coffee, bowed as close to the floor as she could go. 'Thank yew, thank yew, I'll be here all night.'
As if a switch had been flipped, Danny finally put down the newspaper, looking at his daughter with a tired, but happy smile. "Good God, Taylor, you're so much happier now."
All Taylor could do in response was shrug. 'It's not much, really. I just don't see the point in moping around anymore.'
Danny sighed. "You say that, but... Look, just always remember that you have a shoulder to cry on if you need one."
Taylor gave him a smile. 'I wouldn't ever forget that, Dad. Not again.'
"So, what now?" Danny asked as the two of them sat at the table. "You could join the wards, but given recent events, I don't think you'd want to."
Taylor shook her head. 'I'm doing a lot better now, Dad. If anything, Sophia should be scared of me.' The two shared a laugh at that. 'I mean, come on, I've already pranked her once now, what's keeping me from doing it again?'
"Pity?" Danny ruefully suggested. "Anyway, even if you don't want to join the wards, you could always just go it solo. After all, I don't think that anyone would want to mess with someone who could destroy a tanker and out-cute kittens."
'They might be perfectly willing to mess with her father, though.' She pointed out. 'Not that they'd live long after, mind you.'
Danny flinched. "Bit of dark humor there, Taylor."
'I wasn't joking.' She said, and for the first time since the whole mess had started, Danny could hear a lacing of fury in her voice. 'You're all I have right now, Dad. Mom's not with us, Emma's turned to the dark side... If someone did something to you, I'd make sure that they lived to regret it. Whether they want to live or not.'
There were a few seconds of silence. Eventually, Danny decided to break the silence. "So... you can create life, now?"
Taylor shrugged. 'Apparently so. Mind you, from what I can tell, the original Mew tended to just work from an existing Pokémon and tweak them, so I'm probably going to do the same thing, just with animals.'
Danny whistled at that. "Do you think you could turn a human into a Pokémon?"
Taylor actually had to think about that. Could she? Definitely, but the real question was if she'd ever have the opportunity. 'If they wanted to, maybe. Can't see any reason why anyone would, mind you...'
"Says the pink, life-creating, tanker-destroying, adorable ball of power and fun."
Taylor laughed. 'Touche...'
Danny stared at Taylor, concerned as her pupils diluted. "Taylor, are you okay? Your coffee is spilling all over the-"
Coffee. Of course. Danny sighed. "Please, if you must wreak wanton destruction in a caffeine-induced state of mania, could you at least go outside first? And be back in time for dinner, please."
Taylor nodded absentmindedly, then teleported right outside the door.
She then used Bounce.
Repeatedly.
AS: Bit of a short chapter today. I won't be able to get these out as regularly as I have been, since I'm going to be working on my college classes.
Anyway, just two new moves today, Bounce and Confusion, which means that Taylor is now combat ready.
Which may or may not come in handy soon.
Anyway, extra blaster rating for confusion, but since it pales in comparison to V-Create, Taylor's blaster rating hasn't changed yet. Her brute rating has gone up thanks to bounce, and that paralysis side effect definitely means a Striker 2 at least.
Also, 100 FAVORITES AND BEYOND! THANK YOU ALL! NEXT UP, 250!
TH: So you better favorite this story... or else.
AS: Taylor, no. No giving death threats to the readers except in regards to your father.
TH: Hmph.
AS: Anyway, quick question before I sign off: What would you like Taylor's first Pokémon creation to be? (She's going to be starting with a random animal, so no asking for her to transform an existing character.) Anyway, word of warning: The higher the base stat total of the Pokémon, the longer it will be before Taylor makes them, So I strongly suggest base forms. And I'm only taking species, not genders.
And as always, feel free to Read, Review, and pray that Taylor doesn't come after you!
