I'm sorry the last chapter was so short, but my mind had gone blank. Anyways, I'm baaack...with an awesome chapter.
Here we go!
Shannon felt her body stiffen as she stood her ground. But at the same time, she felt extremely tired...tired of the whole jealousy May had undoubtedly lashed at her. She took in a silent, deep breath. "Is that wow supposed to be sarcastic?" she asked.
That made May laugh, the sound a few seconds long. It had a razor sharp edge to it, but also something else...respect? "I meant it, Shannon, that wow meant I was - and I still am - impressed."
"Huh?" A piece of chestnut brown hair fell from her topknot, but Shannon ignored it. "May - wa, are you okay? Sure you didn't eat anything that spoiled you?"
That made her giggle. "No. Listen, Shannon, I'm sorry. I...was mad, I guess, something that nearly never happens to me." her eyes grew serious, and Shannon could see that she meant every word. "You did amazing, from the first premilary performance to now, and I can see that you have real potential. So...can we, um, start over with this whole thing?" she held out a hand.
The other girl considered this for a moment, and then smiled brightly and warmly. "Of course, May - wa." she clasped her hand against the other female's, and they smiled at each other.
"Pass the tarts, will you?" asked Max, talking around a mouthful.
The whole gang was outside, enjoying a nice lunch picnic. The sky is a beautiful sky blue, filled with fluffy clouds, the sun is shining, warming the Earth with its rays, the air is clean, and there was a light a breeze. People passed by on the streets, but they were sitting on a colorful blanket in the lush grass blades, tall Oak and Weeping Willow trees surrounding and shading them.
The lunch was a nice, settled batch of freshly flipped Cheeseburgers and juice, made by Brock. Dessert was Oran Berry Cookies and Pecha Tarts, cooked and tended to by Shannon.
May reached to grab the bowl containing the said sweets. "Don't talk with your mouth full," she scolded her brother around her own, mashed up mouthful of cookie. "It's digusting."
"Runs in the family," muttered the green haired male. That earned laughs from everyone except May, a blush suffusing over her cheeks.
They were quiet for a moment again, each chewing and enjoying their lunch. "Shannon, are you sure you don't want anymore?" asked Ash, swallowing some burger down. "It's yummy."
She laughed, smiling at him. "No thanks, Ash - la." She became silent again, humming softly to herself.
"What are you making?" piped Brock, suddenly curious. She had been sitting there for the last few minutes, silently humming.
"Thought you'd never ask!" she giggled and then held up her work. It was a mini skirt dress, the skirt green, and the bodice purple. The sleeves were long and dark violet, and it reminded everyone of a Cacturne. But it was simply stunning.
"Wow, what a beautiful dress," sighed May. "Why are you making it?"
"To enter the Grand Festival," replied the brunette.
"What?" they all screamed. Drew had been drinking some water but he exclaimed, choking on it slightly. He recovered and then stared at her.
"Ace, you do know you need five ribbons to enter the Grand Festival," he said evenly, the words slow.
"That's where you're wrong," she pulled out a purple ribbon case and opened it up, placing the ribbon she had won from yesterday.
Then she turned the case around so everyone could see all her ribbons : all five of them.
"How?" asked May, her voice soft. She was confused, confused about how Shannon had five. Unless...
"I'm not from Johto. I'm from Kanto," Shannon closed her eyes, but she couldn't launch into her story before Ash grinned.
"I am, too! I'm from Pallet Town! Kanto rules!" he grinned, exclaiming happily. May, Max, and Drew rolled their eyes.
That made Shannon laugh. "I'm from the same town. Anyways," she carried on, "I was a pro coordinator, racking up the wins. I was known thorughout Kanto. Then Lance, of the Elite Four, called me.
"He wanted to meet face to face, and we did. We had a grand time!" she laughed at the memory. Then she stopped short, her face suddenly hardening. "He suddenly challenged me."
"Lance challenged you?" Max was incredous, his eyes huge. "That's an amazing honor!"
She nodded, but she wasn't happy anymore. "And I told him I was a coordinator; I didn't battle against amazing elites like him and I had no experience except for the other coordinators. . So he attacked me."
They gasped, but then Max stopped his breath. "I can't believe he would do that," he started, shaking his head.
"Yeah?" she challenged. "You don't think so? Check this then." she lifted up her shirt so that her stomach was visible.
There was a nasty, black blue twisting scar on her stomach, completely cruel and it looked like it wouldn't heal in a while. "Oh..." replied Max quietly, staring at the scar.
"Done by a Dragon Claw," she replied, her voice filled with scorn.
I kno some of you are getting confused, and I have to admit, I'm kinda stuck at this point. But please, no flames, and I'm glad a lot of you still love thissss!
And I need Shannon's family soon, so if any of you want to make OCs, go ahead!
I'll use them!
