Pokémon Chapter 11: Art dunce
Okay, I am aware of the fact that this is pretty short, but if I were to continue it just wouldn't work. Anyway this update is quicker than the last one (Which isn't that hard considering my last update took about a month hahahaha... sorry)
Review answering (Yay reviews):
mysteryreader: I'm glad you like Yellow, and I don't know, does it? (In this chapter you might think that again, but I'll answer the same way :P)
Ilypikachuu: I'm glad that you like my story, thank you for your support. I hope that you continue liking this series and thanks for that follow, it helps a lot and keeps me motivated. By the way, would you like to create an OC? Notify me via PM if you would. The guideline should be in a former chapter 5... I think.
JefftheKiller (yes, your numbers are also disappearing): Thanks for the compliment. But to make your mind clear, my Red is sorta my own Red so to say. I created him with the guideline of the game, where he has that team on Mt. Silver, with his Eevee from the manga... because I sorta didn't like the manga, the Eevee was an awesome idea though, so I sorta stole it :]]]]].
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, else the characters in the game wouldn't get friendzoned all the time -.-
Calem was sitting in the dorm room in his casual clothes. He was doing his homework quickly because he wanted to get some training done with his Pokémon. But he had so much homework, and the biggest problem was that he had homework in arts amongst other things. Calem quickly finished his math homework and turned to his language homework, procrastinating his art homework until he got out of the building.
After another few minutes he got all of his language homework done and walked out, giving Serena's door a quick glance before leaving the dorm suite. He walked towards the forest and took small mental notes with what he should train. As soon as he came to the forests edge he grabbed his Pokéballs and threw them into the air. Vee wasn't with him since Serena had kidnapped the little guy the moment they stepped into the suite. What was happening in her room did bother him a bit but he ignored it and tried training. It wasn't his first team because those guys had received intense training before the showcase match. The second team though was a bit lacking in their offensive power currently so he took it to his mind to train them well. Their power was still top notch, but it wasn't close to enough to survive in this school. Calem looked at all of them while taking a deep breath. His serious face from all the thinking gone and replaced by a smile, a smile that he only gave few, a smile that was not forced.
"So guys, as you have guessed this school is a meeting place for quite strong individuals. And although I do not doubt that you are strong, you are not the strongest here, well of course overlooking the first team but those guys are just ridiculous even here. I still have no idea how they became so strong. But you guys have the potential. I haven't been with you six as long as I have been with the others, Vee being the exception of course, but I can see your potential and want to draw it out, not only as a trainer, but also as a friend. So let us work hard in getting the best out of this," Calem smiled as his Pokémon nodded in affirmation and they got to training. Combo moves were what Calem had in mind, teaching them the moves he had invented along with his first team. Once the second team were to manage the delicacy that was required to harness the powers of these moves, they would start to be able to create their own moves, combining elements and using their own strengths to cover weaknesses.
As the day went on he did his art homework, keeping a steady eye on his Pokémon. When he finished he looked at his holocaster to look at the time, surprised at how fast time had gone by he called his Pokémon together and went back to the dormitories to put away his drawing and to cook dinner. As he walked back though he gave his drawing glances every now and again, looking at the horrid drawing he had created that was supposed to depict the forest.
In front of the dorm to House Mew he saw Brendan sitting in at a table with his fiancé, May. Brendan saw him and beckoned him over. Calem walked to the table as he saw no route of escape and sat with them. He put the drawing on the table, but noticed to late the mistake he made as Brendan snatched it from the tabletop and looked at it. A second of shock later, Brendan fell off of his chair, laughing. Calem felt his face grow hot as he took the drawing back and Brendan was wiping tears off his face.
"Yeah I can't draw, so what?" Calem asked, defensively.
"Can't draw? That isn't what anyone would call a drawing! I could draw better than you at four!" Brendan got out between laughing.
"Well you are an art genius, I'm not surprised that you could draw better than that at four," May said.
"I don't know how to react to that statement," Calem stated after a few seconds. Brendan was still laughing though, not having a care in the world.
Soon Calem got up and was about to leave but Brendan stopped laughing and looked at him in a serious way: "Pace yourself okay? We don't want to go at you guys with the same intent as last time."
Calem smiled and walked away, holding his hand into the air, balling it into a fist. From any other person's point of view it would look like a simple gesture, but Brendan knew what it meant, because he had once seen him make that gesture, his gesture to show that he would catch Arceus and go to the top of the trainer world, he would catch the world itself. That was Calem's unique motion, and albeit it seemed cocky, the champions truly thought that he could stand on top, watch the world from a point of view they had never seen themselves and achieve something they had never achieved. Him doing that motion meant that he would do whatever was in his power to achieve it, he would be fine in short. Brendan smiled as he saw Calem walk into the dorm and the doors close behind him. He was the precious junior.
Please read the authors note, thank you.
A.N: As I said at the top, sorry for it being short. I want to thank you for supporting my series and want to say that I may be unavailable (again) in the next week because my teachers sorta decided to kill a few people from my school with workload, me being one of them. Whenever I have time I will work on this so fear not. BY THE WAY, I AM STILL ACCEPTING OCS SO BRING THEM IN. HOW MANY? I HAVE NO IDEA JUST DO IT.
