"Ooh," Bianca moaned, stumbling as she exited the rollercoaster, "I don't feel so good…"

"Really? I feel fantastic," Touya exclaimed, jumping out of the car and jogging off the ride, "We should go again!"

"We go again, and I will personally make sure you suffer, " Cheren muttered, swaying slightly as he stood up in the car. He exited the ride pulling at the hem of his shirt, eyeing the light green stain splattered across it as well as on his shoes and pants.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it; a good washing should clean that right off," Anthea stated, gracefully falling into step beside him. Cheren looked up at her, an irritated look on his face.

"I doubt it; I've had this happen before where a certain someone caused bodily fluids to land on my clothes."

Touya turned around to face them, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he walked backwards. "I'm guessing you're still mad about the whole Tilt-a-Whirl thing, huh?"

"You still haven't paid me back," Cheren simply stated, pushing his glasses up his nose as he glared at Touya. Touya gave a nervous grin before turning back around, his pace noticeably speeding up a bit to create distance between him and Cheren.

"I'm sorry Cheren," Bianca glanced at him with apologetic eyes, "I'll buy you a whole new wardrobe, promise!"

Cheren sighed, running his hand through his hair. "You idiot, this isn't your fault."

"But I'm the one that threw up!"

"Yeah, but Touya was the one who made us do nothing but sidewinders and loops for fifteen minutes straight."

"Hey, I've got an idea," Touya shouted, trying to change the topic quickly before he was bodily harmed, "How about we go ride something else, hmm? Something a little gentle, slow paced, and fun for all!"

"Like the Merry-Go-Round," Anthea inquired, immediately beginning to look around for one. Before Touya could answer, Bianca moaned quietly, immediately causing him to rethink his answer.

"Uh…Maybe not a Merry-Go-Round," He said, glancing over at Bianca, "I don't think anyone's really ready yet to handle a seesaw motion yet."

"Hmm…Then how about the Mistralton Adventure," Anthea suggested, looking around the group, "It's just like going on a swing set, and all it does is spin you around in a nice smooth circle."

"No belly flop motions," Bianca asked, her interest in the ride rising. Anthea smiled as she nodded, causing Bianca to break out into a large grin. "Then I say let's go!"

"Alright then," Touya announced, pumping his fist into the air, "To the Mistralton Adventure!"


"Welcome to the Mistralton Adventure," A robotic voice crackled over the loudspeakers, "For your safety, please secure all loose articles. Please keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times, and your safety belt buckled. Thank you and enjoy your ride."

"Car? What car," Cheren muttered, fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat, "All they gave us is a wire basket to basically cram ourselves into."

"Now don't be like that Cheren~" Bianca sang, swinging herself back and forth gently, "If you get on a ride with a sour attitude, you'll never be able to enjoy it!"

Cheren sighed, glancing over at her. "Well, at least you're feeling better." He stated, smiling slightly as she giggled and nodded her head. The ride gave a sudden jerk before slowly lifting the passengers into the air. It began to ease into its circular motion, lifting itself higher and higher into the air. From all the surrounding seats could be heard children's screams of delight and teenagers' obnoxious cheers.

"Hmm…Definitely a kiddie ride, but it's not unbearably childish," Cheren thought, his chin resting on the palm of his hand. He was facing towards the machine spinning them, waiting until the ride ended in boredom.

"Wah~ Cheren, isn't it so pretty from up here," Bianca called; wonder sparkling clearly in her eyes. Cherene glanced her way, deciding to shift in his seat so as to get a better view of the scenery.

The sun had already set on the horizon, allowing the deep purple of the night to overtake the once pastel pinks and yellows of the setting sun. Multiple stars could be seen twinkling faintly in the sky; the moon hung overhead, its luminous fullness adding to the natural light of the heavens. Down below, lights of every shade and color were lit to illuminate the darkness so that people wouldn't lose their way; it was a glittering manmade rainbow working to defeat the blanket of night and outshine the sky's jewels.

"It is quite picturesque." Cheren stated, pushing his glasses up his nose. Bianca giggled, smiling as she continued to drink in the view. A gust of wind blew by, causing Bianca to suddenly shiver as she wrapped her arms around herself.

"Brr," She said, rubbing her arms quickly, "Why'd it get so cold all of a sudden?"

"The weatherman did predict a cold front to move in tonight," Cheren stated, pulling the front of his jacket so that it was closed. "Also considering that we're higher in the air, the air temperature is bound to be colder than when we're closer to the ground."

"Well….I guess it's not that bad." Bianca said, smiling as she glimpsed two children on the ground chasing each other, one holding a plastic sword and the other a blow-up mallet. Another gust of wind blew again, this time stronger than the last. Bianca felt her hat beginning to slip off, prompting her to immediately grasp it and pull it down.

"Impressive reflexes," Cheren noted, having suspected her hat would blow away with the wind. Bianca smiled, her hand still grasping her hat.

"Thanks," She chirped, "I guess since this hat's really special to me, protecting it just comes second nature."

Cheren nodded, the wind blowing hair into his eyes. A faint distressed shout could be heard, causing both Bianca and Cheren to look around for the source of the noise.

"What was that," Cheren asked, suddenly tensed for disaster.

"It sounded like To-" Bianca was cut off as a baseball cap slammed into her face. It began to slide upwards, causing her to immediately grab it and examine it. "Hey, it's Touya's!"

"Well that explains the shout…" Cheren muttered, eyeing the cap. A strong wind hit them, suddenly causing Bianca's hat to fly off her head. She shrieked, turning her head to watch with wide eyes as it followed the current of the wind.

"My hat," Bianca shouted, eyes beginning to glisten. "Oh Cheren, what am I going to do? I can't lose my hat!"

"Bianca, just take a deep breath. We'll find your hat once the ride is over." Cheren said, noticing that the ride had given a jerk and was slowly descending towards the ground. Bianca looked at him, her eyes filled with tears.

"But-But…Oooh," She whined, instinctively going to grab the edge of her hat and pull it over her eyes. When she realized her head was bare, she pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. Cheren sighed, his feet brushing against the ground gently. He quickly unbuckled himself, hopping off the swing easily. He stood up straight, immediately noticing that Bianca was out of her seat and running around the ride trying to find her hat.

"Bianca…" Cheren sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He walked towards her, glancing for anything bright green in the surrounding area. He caught sight of Anthea, who seemed to also be looking for something as well. "Anthea!"

She turned towards his voice, eyes lighting up as she saw him waving her over. She jogged over to him, a smile plastered over her face. "Oh I'm so glad I found you!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded, eyes glinting happily. "Yes! When the ride was going on, Touya ended up losing his hat, and then a few seconds later he got hit with Bianca's!"

Cheren blinked in surprise, taken aback by the strange coincidence. "Is that so? Because Bianca got hit with Touya's, and she lost her hat."

"Oh wonderful," Anthea said, clapping her hands together. "I'll go get Touya, and you bring Bianca over here! Okay?"

He nodded. "Fine by me."

Anthea's smile grew even bigger, if that was possible. "Great! I'll meet you back here in a few minutes!" She said, already turning around and jogging back to wherever Touya was. Cheren nodded, turning around to see Bianca running towards him, a few tears having already escaped.

"Oh, I can't find it anywhere Cheren!" Bianca cried, her hands working to wipe away the wet spots on her cheeks. "It's gone forever and ever!"

"Bianca, no it's not." Cheren stated calmly. "In fact, Anthe-"

"What do you mean it's not? I can't find it anywhere!"

"Bian-"

"It's probably hanging somewhere in a tree!"

"Bia-"

"Or-or it landed in a game stall and some cute little girl just won it as a prize!"

"Bi-"

"Or some wild animal has it and is tearing it apart right now!"

"B-"

"Or-"

"Geez Bianca, you have a huge head!" Touya shouted, his eyes being hidden by the hat. Anthea held him by the hand, gently yet quickly leading him towards Cheren and Bianca. Bianca's eyes widened in happiness as she saw her hat.

"My hat," She screeched, bounding towards Touya. She immediately snatched it off his head, cramming his on his head and holding hers to her chest. "I'll never let you go again!"

Touya lifted the rim of his cap, staring at Bianca in a curious manner. "Uh, you're welcome…"

Bianca grinned, placing the prized possession carefully atop her head again. "Look Cheren, Toto found my hat!"

Cheren sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That's what I was trying to tell you."

"Oh…"

"Toto," Touya whispered to Anthea confusedly. She giggled a smile on her face at Bianca's reaction to being reunited with her beloved hat.

Bianca grabbed at Cheren's arm, literally dragging him away from the ride and towards the carnival. "Come on you guys! Let's go go go!"

"H-Hey, slow down a bit! Bianca!"


"Mmm~" Bianca hummed, licking the top of her ice cream cone. "I just love strawberry! Of course, I love vanilla too." She said, gazing at the cream colored treat underneath the pink scoop. "I wonder if I should've put the vanilla on top…"

"Who cares," Touya stated, his mouth full of hot dog and mustard, "All ends up in the same place anyway!"

"Yeah, but the complimenting flavors are so important! Would it taste better the way it is, or with vanilla on top?"

"Decisions like those make me appreciate the simple things even more," Anthea said, popping a small piece of cotton candy into her mouth. Cheren nodded in agreement as he sipped the last few drops of his soda. Bianca pouted, rolling her eyes at the comment.

"But you have to be adventurous! You can't just go all your life eating just co-"

"Whoa! Check it out," Touya shouted, pointing straight ahead of them. The group turned their heads in the direction of his finger, senses being immediately hit with a brightly lit game stall. It was like any other game stall; milk bottles stacked up in a pyramid, a slightly greasy looking vendor taking money from the consumers, and multicolored stuffed animals practically falling off the shelves. The only thing that set the stall apart from others was that it seemed to have a Pokemon theme; the baseballs meant to be thrown at the milk bottles were painted red and white, while the milk bottles themselves had the label 'Moomoo Milk' printed across them. The shelves were filled with every Pokemon imaginable; it almost appeared that all six hundred and forty-five were crammed into the tiny stall.

"…Five bucks this was the first game Touko hit up," Touya stated, eyes roving over the stall. Cheren nodded, not even bothering to try and bet against him. It was an absolute known fact that when it came to Pokemon, Touko was a bit on the avid side of the fandom.

The silence between the group was broken by Bianca's sudden squealing. "Oh my gosh, they have it!" She squealed, pointing directly at the stall. Instantly everyone's eyes followed her finger, eyes searching for the Pokemon she was talking about. Finally, after tirelessly searching, they found the one that had caught her attention; a pink Pokemon with red eyes that faintly resembled a pig, two purple flowers covering its hindquarters.

"You're that excited over a stuffed Munna?" Touya asked, looking over at her. Bianca nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with excitement.

"It's her favorite Pokemon," Cheren explained, pushing his glasses up on his nose. Understanding dawned on Touya's face as Bianca began to run over to the stall.

"Well welcome little lady," The vendor, wiping his brow with a dirty handkerchief, "What can I do for ya?"

"How do I win that," She exclaimed, pointing directly at the Munna. The vendor chuckled, amused at her excitement.

"All you's gotta do is knock over them there Moomoo milk bottles, and she be yours!"

By the time the group had caught up to her, Bianca was already digging through her purse. "How much?"

"Two dollars for one try, five for three."

"That's highway robbery." Cheren muttered, earning a glare from the vendor. Bianca ignored him, already handing the vendor five dollars. He took it, a greedy glint appearing in his eyes.

"Thank you for your patronage little lady." He said, handing her three Pokeballs. Bianca took them, taking aim at the bottles. She pulled her arm back and released the ball, watching it sail through the air. It missed the bottles by a long shot, hitting the back of the tent and rolling harmlessly on the ground.

"Ooh…I never was good at softball," Bianca whined, pulling her hat over her eyes, "It was always Touko who pitched well!"

"Heh, and just who do you think taught her?" Touya asked, stepping up to the counter. "Step aside and I'll win that Munna for you in a flash!"

"Really Touya," Bianca exclaimed as she pushed her hat back upwards; her eyes flashing with excitement. Touya nodded, picking up the ball and taking careful aim at the bottles. He moved around every now and then, trying to reach just the perfect angle to knock them all down. When he finally found his spot, he wound up his arm before releasing a powerful pitch. The ball zoomed through the air, smacking the table and bouncing back to hit the vendor in the head. He let out a loud yelp of pain, causing Touya to immediately hide behind Bianca.

"Sorry," He shouted, poking his head out from behind her. The vendor only grumbled, rubbing the back of his head sorely. Touya cautiously stepped out from behind Bianca, letting out a silent breath of relief. He turned to Bianca as she stared longingly at the Munna above them.

"Sorry Bianca; I thought my aim improved…Guess not," He said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. Bianca's gaze continually went back and forth between the Munna and the final ball.

"Ooh…I don't want to go, but if I don't then I'll never get it," Bianca contemplated, pulling her hat once again over her eyes. "This is such a hard decision!"

Cheren sighed, watching Bianca as her eyes constantly darted from the Munna to the ball. "Here, let me try." He said, finally giving in. Bianca looked at him, her eyes glittering with hope.

"Really Cheren? You think you can win the Munna?" Bianca asked, awe in her voice. Cheren shrugged, walking up to the counter and picking up the ball.

"Worth a shot," He said, staring at the bottles. His eyes roamed around the stall, mind working at the speed of light for a successful strategy. He rolled the ball around in his hands, taking note of its weight and how it would affect his throwing.

"Well, here goes nothing," He thought, and immediately threw the ball. It zipped through the air, hitting the very edge of the table. It immediately bounced back; only instead of hitting the vendor it hit one of the poles supporting the tent. The pole shook but didn't fall; the ball flew in another direction, hitting one of the shelves containing several different Pokemon from all the different regions. Finally ending its journey, the ball crash landed into the bottles, immediately knocking all of them to the ground.

The vendor stood with wide eyes, mouth agape at the scenario that had just occurred. "What…How did…Uh…"

"That ball you've given us to use is practically loaded." Cheren stated, pushing his glasses up his nose. "If anyone throws it like a normal ball, they'll never make it to the bottles; they'll only end up hitting the table if they're lucky. And in order to even hit a bottle, you'd have to throw it higher than a normal ball, which would most likely throw off the person's aim and cause them to never succeed."

"I thought something was off with that ball…" Touya muttered, glancing at his hand. The vendor swallowed, still taken off guard by the series of events that took place.

"Uh…S-Sure kid…Just tell me what you want." He said, too stunned to say anything else. Cheren silently pointed at the Munna; the vendor immediately went to it and handed it off to him.

"Here Bianca," He said, handing her the Munna. Bianca squealed with delight, squeezing the life out of the toy against her chest.

"Oh thank you thank you thank you~!" Bianca cheered, jumping up and down in her joy. Cheren waved his hand dismissively, acting as though it wasn't a big deal.

"Really, it was just simple mathematics and formulas. Nothing to get excited about."

"Smartypants like you would say that." Touya stated, his arms crossed over his chest. Cheren sent him a slight glare, all of which ignored by Bianca. A light tinkling was heard, drawing everyone's attention towards Anthea. She pulled out the source of the noise; it was a small magenta colored phone, complete with two little phone charms of a smiling heart and strawberry.

"Oh my goodness, just look at the time," Anthea said, her hand flying to her cheek. "We need to go meet up with N and Touko now!"

"Already," Bianca whined, the Munna resting comfortably in her arms, "But I want to go enjoy the carnival some more!"

"We can always come tomorrow night Bianca," Cheren pointed out, "But right now, our top priority is making sure that Anthea and N stay out of trouble."

"Well…It would be a drag if I could never see Anthea again…" Bianca thought aloud, her fingertip poised against her lips. "Alright then! Let's go meet up with N and Touko!"


A/N: *GASP* IT IS DONE. Been working on this for about THREE DAYS, mostly because I haven't had the drive to just sit down and write it for four hours straight. Plus, ya know, it's a side character side chapter sorta thing; it doesn't give me that much drive anyway. But, I'm on break now, so hopefully I can write a lot more! (Hopefully. Don't hold it against me) Anyway, please review and you'll receive delicious ice cream! Until next time, JAA MATA!

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I may, I wish I might, I don't own Pokemon tonight.