So I'm not sure just how often I'll be updating... I've gotten about 3 chapters in about a week but i can't guarantee that will always be the case, between 1 computer and 3 people addicted to MMO's... so yeah, I hardly have time to read stories let alone update one. But for now, I can. So on with the show!
"You should have seen it Max!" A yound deerling cheered. "I was like, 'go away!' and the human was like, 'oh no! A scary, tough pokémon!' I was awesome!"
Max exclaimed, "wow! You weren't scared of being eaten or captured, Mack?"
Mack shook his head, "no way! I knew I could take him!"
A sawsbuck walked up to the deerlings, "you could take who, Mack?"
The deerling jumped, "Uh… a mienfoo! Yeah! There was this mienfoo trying to pick on me, mom!"
Sawsbuck knew he was lying, but he looked unharmed. So she dismissed the thought and let the two deerlings be.
The fawns sighed in relief. "Psst," Max whispered, "Mack! Do you think the human will come back?"
Mack thought for a second, "I don't know, why?"
"Because," Max said looking around, "You got to show me this human!"
"Uh… Sure! What's the worst that can happen?"
A few days later, a human boy, by the name of Hima, was eager to get out of the house. "I'm going to the bridge again, mom," he said as he put a notepad in his bag.
"Here, Hima. Take a snack," she offered him a large plate of combee honey biscuits.
"Why does it seem that the more I eat of these, the more there are of them?" Hima thought to himself. "Okay mom."
"And remember," the boy's mother said, "be careful of those wild pokemon. Are you sure you don't want to take palpitoad with you?" The water pokemon walked over, willing to be the boy's guard.
"No, I'll be okay," he said, sure of himself. "I'll be back before dinner!" Hima said walking out the door. He thought to himself, "What's the worst that can happen?"
The two deerling trotted through the forest. "How much farther, Mack?" one of the fawns asked the other.
"Not far, Max… I think," Mack said unsurely.
Max groaned, "This feels like we've walked all the way around the tower!" Just as he finished whining, a thin clearing with a trail came into view. "Is this it?"
"Shh!" Mack hushed, "keep it down, Max! You're gonna spook the human!" They slowly approached the bushes at the edge of the water line and the trail, peering out at the young boy sitting on the bridge.
"What's it doing?" Max whispered.
Mack shook his head, "I can't tell… He's holding a notepad." The human looked up and the deerling ducked down. "Did he see us?"
Max poked his head out, "I can't tell. He's not looking anymore… Do you think he knows we're here?"
"I think so," Mack said nervously.
Suddenly the boy reached into his bag. "It's a trainer!" Max panicked. "He has a pokeball! Run!" Max bolted deeper into the forest as Mack suddenly smelled something sweet. He looked back at the human and saw it eating something that smelled… good.
The human looked at Mack and Mack hid for a second, but curiosity got the better of him and he peeked back out. The human reached into his bag and pulled out another of those sweet smelling things, smiling. Mack wondered what he was doing, until the boy tossed the thing over to Mack. Mack backed away, but couldn't help but want to find out what it was.
Hima was excited; he wasn't sure if the deerling would want the honey biscuit. He watched as the little season pokemon cautiously walked out of the bushes. The deerling sniffed at the biscuit and nibbled at it. He chewed it for a second before happily grabbing it and taking it back into the tree line. Hima smiled and brought out another one, eating one for himself. The green fawn looked back at Hima and then slowly stepped toward the biscuit, keeping an eye on Hima the whole time. He then snatched the biscuit up and dashed into the forest. Hima smiled thinking, "…Cool."
So if i mention it's a different day or season after a page break, then it's a different day or season... if i don't say, then it's the same day as before the page break... Just to be clear... And please review :]