The Party of the Century
Notes will be in bold
Thoughts will be in Italics
And the story will be in normality
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Chapter Four: Admissions, Fighting, and a Revelation
Taylor sat at the cabin's kitchen table, banging his head repeatedly into it. Stupid, stupid, STUPID! He thought. There you've gone and ruined the relationship you already had with her, while chasing that idiotic dream of a closer one! Like there's any way she could POSSIBLY feel the same about you!
Suddenly, the door burst open, and in ran Duplica. He jumped up. "Duplica?" He asked, incredulous. Uh-oh. He thought. Now we have to go through the rejection talk. However, she didn't seem like it was words she came with, as she nearly tackled him as she kissed him. What the- He began to think, but then his mind went blissfully blank.
Meanwhile, back at the lake, everyone was sitting in awkward silence. "Umm…" Brock said, "What was that all about?" Ash looked at him and shrugged. "Heck if I know, I just met him. Sabrina, he invited you, so you must know him. What just happened?" Sabrina rolled her eyes at him. "They've had crushes on each other for as long as I've known them. It's about freakin' time they kissed. If they didn't do it soon, I was going to rip at least one of their heads off!" "Gee, that's a pretty picture!" Dawn said. "What can I say? I'm an artist with words." Sabrina replied innocently.
May looked around. "Yeah, well, it's getting dark. Let's head back." Everyone agreed, but dragged their feet on the way back, not wanting to interrupt the happy couple if they were… *Cough *Cough in the middle of something.
When they did get back, however, Taylor and Duplica were asleep on the couch, Duplica's head on Taylor's lap. They all smiled, and all of a sudden, a camera flashed. Everyone turned to see Brock standing there with a camera in hand and a mischievous smile on his face. Before he knew it, he was on the ground, having been hit by two mallets, three fists, and a floating vase. "You idiot!" they all whispered to him. "You could have woken them up!" "Sorry, I just thought I should capture the moment!" He whispered back. "Come on, let's just go back to bed." Max said. They all agreed, and headed to their respectful cabins.
The next day, everyone was eating breakfast at Taylor's cabin, when Ash said, "Wait a minute! We've been here three days already, and I haven't challenged you to a Pokemon battle!" Everyone on site groaned, Taylor included, but for different reasons. "I really think that-" Taylor began, before being interrupted by Ash. "Come on, it'll be fun!" he exclaimed. "Taylor looked down, his fedora blocking his eyes. "Fine, but for the record, I don't think it's a good idea." "Ah, you're just scared!" Ash taunted him, and they all went outside for the battle.
"Go, Pikachu!" Ash exclaimed. The little yellow rodent leaped from his shoulder and braced himself for battle. Taylor sighed and said, "Graemier, you know what to do." Graemier nodded and walked out. "Pikachu, Thundershock!" Pikachu nodded and let out a torrent of electricity with a cry of "Piiiii, kaaaaa, CHUUUUU!" Graemier took the full brunt of the attack and there was a small explosion around him. Everyone gasped and looked at the cloud of smoke. When it cleared, Graemier was standing there, completely unscathed. "Graemier, Dig!" Taylor yelled. Graemier dive into the ground and disappeared from sight. Everyone was thoroughly confused now, and were looking at each other, scratching their heads. Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and a huge boulder rose from the ground on Graemier's back. "Now, Rock Throw!" Taylor yelled. The Eevee threw it up into the air, skipped backwards, and jumped up, twisting to kick it with his hind legs. The boulder sailed towards Pikachu like a missile. Pikachu barely had the time to jump out of the way before it flew into a tree, cracking and splintering the wood. "Ok, ok! I forfeit!" Ash yelled, already defeated in his mind.
Taylor nodded and walked toward him. "You see why I didn't want to battle you now?" "How?" Ash asked. "Hmm?" Taylor replied, confused. "How did Graemier do that? An Eevee can't use ground type moves!" Everyone was gathered around them now. Taylor sighed. "Ok, I guess it's time I told you all the truth. One day, I saw a Pokemon flying towards me. As he got closer, I noticed that he held another Pokemon in his arms. This Pokemon was a little cat-like guy, and was seriously injured. The one holding him looked similar, but more human-like, and much bigger, a bit taller than me. Then it spoke to me telepathically and told me they had been attacked by Team Rocket, who were apparently trying to recapture them." Ash looked at Misty and Brock. "Mewtwo." He said, and they nodded in agreement. "So you know him?" Taylor asked them, wide-eyed. "Yeah, he's real peachy." Misty replied sarcastically. " He only tried to kill us all, what, three times?" "Well, I don't know anything about that, but he said that his friend, Mew, was injured, and asked me to help her. A few weeks later, Mew was flying around, perfectly healthy. That's when Team Rocket came through the trees. They had some device that knocked out Mewtwo and really slowed down Mew, and tried to take them away. Of course Graemier wasn't about to let that happen. He jumped right out and tried to fight them off alone. He was nearly killed in the ensuing battle, but Mew flew over and touched his nose. They both glowed, and after that, Graemier just stood up and picked all of Team rocket with psychic. He threw them so far, I wasn't sure they stayed in Sinnoh. Then Mew flew over and touched my nose. We glowed, and I felt a tingling sensation. After we stopped glowing, I was suddenly able to understand every word out of Mew's mouth. She told me that because of my kindness to all Pokemon and willingness to help them, I would be blessed with the ability to understand the ones I loved so much, and Graemier would be able to learn any and all Pokemon moves. From then on, Mew, Mewtwo, Graemier, and I were best friends."
"Wow" Everyone said at once. Then there was an awkward silence, accompanied by the sun sinking lower and lower in the sky. The story had taken much longer than they had expected. "Come on guys, let's go to bed." Taylor said, leading the way back to the cabins. The other people hesitated for a minute, then followed him back.