~Thoughts are in Angie's P.O.V~
I'm definitely crazy! That cannot be the case! No way!
Angie stared at the youngsters, kicking at the door. "It's not like you guys can read Pokemon's minds, you know, right?"
"What do you mean?" Concordia asked. "Can't everyone? Like, for example, your Growlithe is saying he's really hungry and is about to eat your iPhone."
Angie laughed. "What do you mean, it's not like-" she looked down to the seat Growlithe was under, noticing him tear apart her phone case. "What the Zubat's Lair? How did you little Bidoofs figure that out?"
(Yes, I use Pokemon names to keep the ratings low. Zubat's Lair is the equivalent to heck.)
"Why didn't you hear Growlithe's inner voice? Don't all humans?"
Angie was trapped. "How the Ditto? But?"
Maybe I should let these brats save their twerpish brother. After all, he is pretty adorable.
Angie stayed put, not saying a word. She unlocked the doors. "Go... Save your brother!"
What the Ditto?
~Thoughts are in Anthea's P.O.V.~
Hmm, why doesn't Angie believe us?
"Naaaaaaa-teeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she called.
There was no reply from Natural.
"Hey, Cordee, you think it's too late?"
Concordia didn't reply, her head hanging low. Her long braided hair hit against her back, taking a deep breath every step she took.
"Coooorrrdeeeeeee! I didn't mean it! I was just wondering!"
"Shut up, Anthea. I don't feel like talking to you right now."
~Thoughts are in Concordia's P.O.V.~
Why does this stupid little brat keep talking to me! It's as if, she thinks we're gonna live happily with our new family! And if we lose Natural we'll be in total despair for the rest of our lives! But, if we were to save Natural and bring him to our new family, he'd be so upset in this new family, that...
"COOOOOORRRDDIIIIIEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"Ugh, what is it Anthea?"
"Let's do our best to find Natural-sama, okay?" she laughed, holding Concordia's arm.
Sometimes, I've gotta give credit to Anthea for being so happy. Really. If only, in a perfect world, I could be as much as an optimist she is...
"Concordiiiiiiaaa! Let's not daydream and do our best!" she giggled.
"Okay, sure, Anthea-chan..."
"Okay!"
"Why are we using endings, anyway?" Concordia asked.
"It's fun, Connie-sama!"
"Sure... Let's find Nate-ee."
"I told you! Let's go!"
"Aren't you gonna go?"
"Connie-sama!"
"Yes!" she shrieked. "Okay? I'm gonna go now!"
She took a step forward, as Anthea came behind, stepping slowly, behind her arm, singing.
Oh, we're off in the forest, far away, looking for Nate-ee!
Soon enough, we'll have a new fam-ellee!
Let's walk side by side, looking for Nate-eee!
I can't wait to meet our new fame-ah-lleeeeee!
"Hey, Anthea, do you ever worry about the new family?" Concordia asked, walking a bit slower.
"No! I'm sure they will be kind, caring, and happy! After all, we can't judge our new family by Angie-san!
"Yeah, but what if the family is mean? What if the dad is evil? What if the mom is a cannibal? And what if we have step-sisters or step-brothers who hate younger children?"
"Don't worry, Concordia-sama!"
"Whatever you say, Anthea, but wouldn't you rather find out the family is better than you expected, then worse than you hoped for?"
"Well..." Anthea whispered. "I want to believe they are nice!"
"Urrrghhh..." Concordia mumbled, picking up her normal pace. "Whatever flips your pancakes, sis."
Concordia and Anthea stopped when they heard a huge scream.
"It's Nattteeee!" Concordia shrieked.
"Nate-eee-samaaaaaa!" Anthea screamed.
"Someone help me!"