Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. Or Naruto (since I keep mentioning it, I felt like I should put a disclaimer for Naruto too)
So I forgot about the cookies...well here you go! Here's a link to an awesome site for cookies. Hope you have fun making them :D (remove the spaces)
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Sigh It's so hard to know Justin as Justinian...I'll probably be using Justin most of the time.
And the title...You'll understand it later~ If still confused, I'll be explaining it at the end of the chapter...
Before we went to inspect our rooms closely, we had dinner, which consisted of bread and clam chowder. Yum. After dinner, all six of us left to go to sleep. Kinda.
I have never realized how much I appreciated hotel beds until now. The sheets were folded nicely, the pillows were fluffed up (there were three on each bed [there were two beds in each room]), everything was clean; overall, it was awesome. Way better than my room.
After I dumped everything onto my bed, I immediately waltzed over to the restroom, in search of something important.
"Yay!" I started jumping up and down when I found what I was looking for. I quickly snatched it and transported it out of the restroom.
"Hey Kat, look what I found!" I showed her the brown packages I had in my hands.
"Coffee...?" Kaatrina read out after a while. She gave me a puzzled look. "Where did you steal it from?"
I gave her a pout. "I didn't steal it! It was in the restroom! You do know that a bunch of hotels leave coffee or tea in the hotel room, right?"
Kat sighed. "Coffee is bad for you!"
I stuck out my tongue at her in reply. "What are you talking about? Coffee is ONLY the best thing in the world, after ramen, sushi, and curry!"
Kaatrina sighed yet again. I think that's a new fad or something. "If you can't go to sleep tonight, don't blame me."
"I won't!" I replied cheerily, and started boiling water for coffee. "I'm going to make a quick visit to Kevin's and Justin's room, okay?" I knew they both didn't like coffee (AN: I asked them :P), so I was hoping to be able to freeload some off of them.
Kat didn't object, so I headed over to their room.
"Hey hey!" I rammed on the door. "It's Carmen!" I continued my bashing of the door through kicking and knocking. This sure was fun! I kept up a steady rhythm of kicks and knocks, forming a pattern. They sure were taking a long time to open the door...
Then the door opened and I accidently kicked Kevin in the shins. Really hard. And he wasn't wearing long jeans, so my foot came into direct contact with his skin.(AN: Muahaha! I've always wanted to do that without any teacher restrictions for such a long time...too bad this is a fanfic.)
"Oww...!" He fell backwards like a pile of bricks, holding his leg. "What was that for?" He glared at me.
So what was I supposed to do now? Act like I usually would and brush it off and ignore his pain, or act a bit out of character and help him? My brain started working through the advantages and disadvantages. If I ignored it, he might try to bash my head in. If I helped him, he might be nicer! But that was only a distinct possibility..I mean, why would he just be nicer all of a sudden? Well it's better than getting hurt, though, I suppose.
So I leaned down and helped him up. That wasn't so bad now, was it?
Of course it's not! Until he decided to take a little revenge and punch me in the stomach. Really hard.
"Really?" I growled out, clutching at my guts. "That's how you wanna play?"
"You started it," he hissed back with equal venom. He got into a defensive stance as I charged at him, glad that I could actually beat him up without a teacher to intervene.
Before my fist made contact with him, he grabbed my wrist, stopping the attack. I caught his wrist with my free hand, so that he was grabbing one of my hands and I was grabbing one of his hands. This turned into a wrestling match (kinda), and we were both looking for an opening. Then his leg shot out and almost got my knee, but I twisted out of the way, managing to release his grip on me, but also losing my grip on him in the process.
After a few more punches and dodges, I screeched, "Can't you just stay still?"
He laughed, mocking me. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say!"
I put on a confused look. "I thought the stupidest thing I've-" Before I finished the sentence, I charged at him. I wish I had my pouch of ninja items with me. Should've taken it with me when I went into this room. Then I could actually throw something to divert his attention or something...
With lightning reflexes (*jealousy*), he dodged. As he moved aside, I went down on all fours and stuck my leg out. Amazingly, he tripped, falling backwards. I instantly jumped back and his leg shot out and tried to kick me, then charged back in.
"Whoa! No rape!" Justinian's humorous voice floated over. The target of my anger instantly switched from Kevin to Justin. He started laughing and sat down on a chair, totally oblivious to the fact that I was about to kill him.
"Take that back, Justin!" Kevin growled. I smirked. So he's on my side now, huh?
"Temporary truce?" I stuck my hand out.
"Truce." He reached over and shook on it. Then we both charged at Justinian.
I hope he wrote a will and got it approved by a lawyer, because I don't think he's gonna be able to survive this.
"I feel...like...a fricking...hangover..." I groaned out to no one. It's two in the morning. My head hurts like crap and I couldn't be bothered to move. Screw those six cups of coffee I had before I tried to go to sleep.
My eyes snapped open and I stared at the ceiling. Pretty ceiling...full of bumps and rises and indents... I decided to make a maze for myself, but I couldn't see that well so I soon ditched that idea. How about making up stories?
Once upon a time, there was a builder. He was building this hotel. By accident, his hammer fell and made an indent. He tried to cover it up, but what he didn't know was that he caused a bump on the other side. By the time he realized it, it was too late. The End.
...I'm still bored and feel like a hangover.
After a few more moments of staring at the ceiling, I decided to go up to the roof of the Pokemon Center. I heard somewhere that fresh air is good for your body. And milk tastes nice after a shower? Never tried that before...
As soon as I went onto the rooftop of the Pokemon Center/hotel, the cold air hit me like a sword slicing through my stomach. I pulled my shirt down a bit, trying to prevent the coldness from piercing my stomach. Which wasn't possible, but that wasn't making sense to my muddled brain.
I walked all the way to the railing of the Pokemon Center roof, then let my Shinx out. She had been healed before I went to sleep.
"Hey, Nix," I murmured softly, like a person talking to their pet. Stretching my arms out, I beckoned Shinx into my lap, then wrapped my arms around it. Shinx was warm. Now I knew why Kat liked holding her cat so much.
"How's life for you?" I continued in that same soft tone. "I still can't believe that my friends and I are stuck in a game. I wonder when we're going to be able to go home. Are we going to be trapped in here forever? But that wouldn't be so bad, I like adventure. But it is kind of lonely without my family... I wonder how many other Pokemon I'm going to meet... I hope I can get my Platinum Pokemon team..." Luxray, Staraptor, Azelf, Empoleon, Weavile, and Lucario. Luxray attacks first, then after the first attack gets switched out to Staraptor. Staraptor's U-Turn, then Azelf. And Azelf beats them up with its awesome high Special Attack stat. With Flamethrower, Extrasensory, Energy Ball, Shadow Ball, it was practically unbeatable. Or Extrasensory, Water Pulse, Thunderbolt, Nasty Plot. That was my Pearl game's Azelf. Either way, Azelf rules.
Then I started wondering where we should go. In the game, I usually just follow the storyline and grab items on the way. My friends might have other ways of playing it, such as grabbing all the items, actually going to the second floor of Oreburgh Gate...
Speaking of which, I don't think we ever got a map. Because the map was supposed to be in the Parcel that we never bothered to get.
...shit.
Apparently, I fell asleep on the rooftop, because I was given a very PLEASANT surprise when I woke up.
An ice cold hand reaching down my neck. Again.
I screeched just as my attacker screeched; Shinx probably electrocuted him/her. When I screeched, I swear, I sounded like one of those useless girls in school that say "Omahgod!" or "FML" at every little thing, in high pitched voices and all. Usually, they come with mini-skirts or short shorts, with sleeveless shirts/tank tops/revealing shirts. I'd call them sluts, but I don't want to be TOO stereotypical... Ha! What am I saying? They probably are sluts! (Way to get off topic, me)
I turned around to face the person who decided to attack me in my sleep, and guess who it was? Dun dun dun...
Ha, no it wasn't Kevin. Nice try.
It was Kat. The reincarnate of evil. The daughter of the demoness herself. Just kidding, that was me.
I raised an eyebrow. "You could have used a more common method of waking me up. For example, shaking me instead of freezing me." A glare was sent in her direction as I finished my mini-mini-rant.
She gave me a look of pure innocence that should not exist. But I wasn't tempted by it; I mean, since when have puppy eyes worked on me? Well, in real life, not in anime or something...
"I'm sowwy." She hung her head in mock shame.
I sighed. "Of course you are. What's for breakfast?"
Kat instantly brightened up. "I don't know! But I think Jossie and Armelion's making something."
Kat was known for her legendary skill at cooking. Please note the sarcasm. Last time she made cookies, they were more salty than sweet and I suffered a week of food poisoning. Then again, I shouldn't be one to speak... Last time I made cookies, they weren't even round. They looked like the after-effect of having dog shit smeared on the wall, then cooked until they were crispy and crunchy. I wasn't sure about Justinian's or Kevin's skill with cooking (I know Kevin took half a year of culinary arts), or Armelion's and Jossie's. But I assumed the latters' food would probably be safer than Justin's and Kevin's. Who knew what kind of things would create/destroy/laser machine gun/burn/fry etc.
After I called Shinx back into the Pokeball, Kat and I headed down into our room, grabbed our stuff, then met everyone at the base floor of the Pokemon Center.
"Apparently, you could order food for free if you're a trainer," said Jossie as soon as we arrived. Kat and I were the last ones there.
"That saves the trouble of cooking it," said Armelion. (Insert happy sigh) The benefits of being a trainer...not to mention free hotel rooms too!
After ordering and eating breakfast (too bad they didn't have sushi for breakfast, but they do have it for lunch!), we packed all our stuff and headed back onto the road. Only then did I remember to tell everyone that we didn't have a map.
"Don't worry about it!" Kat replied cheerfully, totally not the reaction I was expecting. "I'm sure we've all played the game enough times to get us through without getting lost!"
"Speak for yourself," I muttered darkly, while everyone else (except Jossie) laughed. So I had no sense of direction. So what?
So the chapter title...if you haven't guessed it, it's based on the fight between me vs. Kevin, and me and Kevin, vs. Justinian. Get it? May the odds ever be in your favor? Hunger Games? Fighting for survival?
I'm going to assume there's a lot of mistakes, I've been writing, stopping, then continuing about a few days later -_- Yeah go ahead, kill me.
Kevin: I can? *evil smile*
Me: Go ahead! *raises arms apart*
Kevin: *brings out knife*
Me: Oh Jashin, I was just joking! *runs in fear, then gets tackled down*
Kat: Since Carmen can't say this right now... Don't forget to review! *prances off without helping the poor author*
Me: Get back here! *groans*
Kat: Maybe if you get enough reviews, you might live...
Armelion: You heard her... Review!
Jossie: Review!
Armelion: ...I just said that.
Justin: REVIEW! :D