Hello Barbecute fans! I realised that my last chapter was my longest chapter so far, so just for you guys, I'm going to top that record today! So, here's my sixth chapter of The Barbecute Chronicles!
Disclaimer: Pokémon? Is that a fad? Well, I didn't start it, and I don't own it.
Quin activated her fiery back flames and Flame Wheeled down the hill, followed by Pickle, who activated his Quick Attack. Despite the difference in age, the two of them loved to race and test each other's speed, especially on weekends. Barbecute and Daniel watched them from the top of the small, grassy mountain.
Quin reached the bottom and abruptly turned around and sped back up the hill, Pickle falling behind as he decided to shake things up a bit. Quin then noticed him zoom by her in a blur of yellow. "Arceus, he's using Agility!" she cursed as she pushed herself to go faster.
The two of them were side by side as suddenly, a burst of white flashed from Quin, and she won the race. Pickle went to congratulate her, but gasped at what he saw.
Quin was glowing a bright white, so bright it was blinding. "Mom?" she yelled. Barbecute ran up to her daughter. Daniel was amazed. The light dissapeared, and in its place was an impressive Quilava. Her shiny colour was still there, and she looked like fierce competition.
Or, she did, until she broke into tears. "W-what happened to me?" she sobbed. Daniel patted her back. "It's okay. You evolved, and it's natural to feel scared. But soon you'll get use to it, trust me."
"B-but I didn't want to evolve!" she hiccuped. Pickle looked uncomfortable.
"Why don't we go home and I'll get you a nice, ripe Sitrus Berry to eat. Sounds good?" Barbecute asked. Quin nodded slowly. "O-okay." she said shakily.
Quin was curled up on her soft bed, and was quietly munching on a berry.
Daniel sat next to her. "You know, when I evolved, it was scary for me, too. I had gone from a tiny mouse to a larger Pokémon in seconds. But I used it to my advantage. I was a stronger Pokémon, with claws and new skills. I battled day and night, and eventually, I evolved again and got stronger. I then did the bravest thing of my life: I talked to your mom. To me, she looked beautiful, and I decided to settle down. She did a berry offering to me, and I picked the Oran Berry, not the Tamato Berry, which meant I was free for a relationship. And you know what she said?"
Quin was curious now. "What did she say?"
"She said that we wouldn't work, because I liked Oran and she liked Oran, which would have meant that she would have to share! I nearly fell over!" Daniel laughed.
Quin giggled. "I guess evolving isn't too bad. Do you think I will beat Pickle in races more often?"
Daniel nodded. Quin dropped her remaining Berry into her mouth and promptly fell asleep.
Pickle struggled with sleep. All he could think about were those words Quin had said.
"B-but I didn't want to evolve!" They repeated in his head, over and over, like a broken record. What about me? Did I really want to evolve?
Flashback
"Pichu, use Thundershock!"
Pichu nodded eagerly. It had been a long time since he had battled with his Trainer. "Pi CHU!" he cried as he released electricity into his opponent. The Ryhorn didn't faint like the other Pokémon usually did. Instead, he reared up and stopped on the ground, causing it to quake. Pichu collapsed.
"Pichu is unable to battle, which means that Ryhorn is the winner and the match goes to Giovanni!" the ref called out.
Later, he remembered his Trainer getting mad. "We were so close! If you would evolve, I could win my Badge!"
Pichu quivered. He didn't want to evolve, and had been holding an Everstone since he hatched, but his Trainer was enraged, and if evolving would make him happy, he would do it.
Dropping the stone, Pichu glowed a bright white light. His Trainer was shocked.
"Pika Pikachu!" Pickle cried.
End Flashback
Pickle awoke in a cold sweat, gasping for air. Whenever he had a nightmare, that was always the one. He never told anyone that story, not even Barbecute. It was his worst fear: to evolve.
Quin woke up with the sun in her eyes. The sun was shining, and it was a beautiful day. Careful not to wake her parents, she snuck out of the cave and walked towards Pickle's new den.
It was made a few weeks ago, around when she hatched. Pickle needed more space, so her mom and dad, along with Pod and Pickle, built him a nice tree fort. She helped out as well. From below, it looked like a Fearow nest, so other wild Pokémon avoided it.
Quin knocked three times on the trunk of the sturdy Mago Berry tree. Pickle didn't answer. Quin decided to climb jumped to a small branch that looked the right size for her. It snapped almost immediately. That's right, I evolved. Quin sighed. She couldn't see any branches strong enough to support her new weight.
Then she remembered something her dad had said."But I used it to my advantage. I was a stronger Pokémon, with claws and new skills." Well, she was a stronger Pokémon too! Quin jumped up and grabbed the trunk of the Mago tree, and found that she was able to hold on. She slowly pulled her way up, where she saw something awful.
Pickle was twisting and turning, tangled in the grasses and leaves of his house, obviously having a nightmare. Releasing some of her new fire, Quin blew a light Ember attack on him, waking him up quickly. He looked at her. "Quin?"
To be continued...
So, the big question: How did Pickle end up in the Viridian Forest?
Keep reading The Barbecute Chronicles and find out, and remember, R&R! They inspire me to continue!
Your faithful writer, Ty8
