Chapter Two

I awoke at dawn. I'm always the first one up. I turned on my laptop, just because I have the day off, didn't mean that I could skip out on my schoolwork. It took me two hours to get through all my subjects. They weren't too hard because I read books in the library about them. I yawned and stretched; I headed out into the hallway. I was going to wander for a bit before having breakfast.

Bertha and her Sudowoodo were also wandering around.

"Good morning, Violet."

"Good morning, Bertha."

I looked at Sudowoodo. I wish I could have a Pokémon!

"Where is Lucian taking you today, you seemed really excited yesterday."

"Oh but I am! Father hasn't taken a day off in so long! We're going to Snowpoint City and shop for some books! I'm just so happy!"

Bertha smiled. "It's good that Lucian is taking the day off. He's always so…busy."

"More like uptight." Flint approached us and grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't say that about my Dad!" I punched him playfully on the arm.

He laughed along with Bertha. "Sorry, but it's true."

Aaron's Beautifly hovered above us. "Hey guys!" he called cheerfully.

I don't understand how he always manages to be happy. It's all so strange.

Dad appeared next to Flint. "Hello, did I miss anything?" He smiled.

"GAH! Lucian! Don't do that!" Flint gritted his teeth.

"But it was funny!" Aaron piped up.

Everyone laughed.

"Ready to go?" Dad asked me.

I nodded, quite eagerly. "How are going to get to Snowpoint City?"

"By teleportation."

"But I can't teleport that far, yet!" I groaned. Why couldn't I do that, it's not fair!

"Just use Alakazam; he'll teleport you over there." He threw me a pokeball.

I caught it and opened it.

"Alakazam, teleport her to Snowpoint City." Alakazam nodded. I held his hand and closed my eyes.

"Violet, we're here, you can open your eyes." I could hear wind and my father's voice. I shivered. I forgot why it's called Snowpoint City; it's always winter year-round.

I opened my eyes, it was all white! My eyes adjusted to the brightness. It was beautiful!

"Beautiful, isn't it?" he said.

I nodded breathlessly. "Yes!"

"It was your mother's favorite city. We always came here, every month."

"Really?" I had Goosebumps all over me, it was so cold! I shivered and my teeth chattered.

"Why don't we get you a Jacket first?" He removed his glasses and cleaned them.

"Y-yeah." My glasses became fogged up as well.

We entered a local clothes store, I went to the jacket section and found a nice purple one, and it was more like a coat. My dad paid the clerk and I put it on. It had fake fur at the top and at the bottom. It has two pockets on the inside and two on the out.

We wandered around the city for a while, until we found a bookstore.

I chose several novels. But mostly nonfiction, they were all about Dialga and Palkia. I also got a couple about Mesprit, Uxie and Azelf. The three legendary creatures amazed me.

Once we were done at the bookstore, we stopped at a café.

"Hot chocolate or coffee?"

"French Vanilla coffee, please."

While Dad ordered the coffee, I stared at a girl sitting at one of the tables. She had a short brown skirt, despite the weather; her hair was in two black pigtails. She also had blue, white, high knee socks; a white, long sleeved shirt with the ends cut, and a big, blue bow across the chest. At her waist was a blue, thin sweater. A Sneasel sat across from her, eating a pure ice snow cone.

Dad handed me my coffee, I thanked him and drank it. It slid down my throat, warming me up. Father mentioned me over to the table, I followed, quite curious, myself.

"Hello Candice, how are you today?" my father was walking toward her. I followed.

"Well if it isn't Lucian! I'm fine; it's just there are no challengers! It's been like this for weeks!" She slumped. "What're you doing in Snowpoint, today?"

"I'm here with my daughter, Violet." He gestured to me.

"Hi." I was a bit shy around people I didn't know.

"Hi Violet, that there is my Sneasel."

"Sneasel!" The little Pokémon nodded and continued to eat her snowcone.

"Well it's been good talking to you, but we have to head back. I hope you get some challengers soon, Candice." My father waved to her and she waved back.

"Bye Candice." I said.

We teleported back, (except I was with Alakazam, again) and Cynthia was in a battle with Flint. My father sighed. He was the one who kept the peace, but apparently when the cat goes away, the mice come out and play.

"Milotic, Surf!" she ordered.

"Infernape, ThunderPunch!" Flint smirked.

Milotic drenched Infernape but Infernape managed to use ThunderPunch and well water conducts electricity.

"Shake it off! Ice Beam!" Cynthia gritted her teeth.

"Finish it with another ThunderPunch!"

Milotic shot ice beams at Infernape; he managed to dodge most of them. He never connected a single punch. In the end, Infernape became frozen solid and was unable to continue.

Father clapped and smiled. "Finished again, Flint?"

I snickered. He's always telling Flint off.

"Shut up! She-she's stronger than me! It didn't count!"

Cynthia laughed and headed to the center at the entrance of the castle. Flint followed, grudgingly.

Dad and I took our time getting to the library, on the way we saw Bertha lecturing Aaron about something. I laughed quietly.

"Ah, silence, peace and quiet." Father stated.

"Isn't silence and quiet the same thing?" I asked smartly.

He laughed. "Being a smarty-pants, huh?"

"Maybe." I smiled.

I sat down on one of the easy chairs and cracked open the Mesprit nonfiction book. I began to read. Dad did the same with one of the Dialga books.

We read for some hours. I pushed my glasses to my head. They are the same shade as my father's pair. I sighed contently. Dad looked up at me. "Tiered, already, Vi?" he teased.

"No, just hungry." I looked at the clock in the room. The clock struck 12, a starly came out and went back in, it said, "Lunch Time! Lunch Time!"

"Huh, I guess you're right." He stood up and stretched.

I teleported down. Bertha was having some soup; I decided that sounded good to me. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a can of soup. I put it into a bowl and put it into the microwave. I drummed my fingers on the counter, while the soup cooked. Once it was done, I joined Bertha and sat across her.

"How was your trip?" She asked.

"It was great! We met Candice at the café."

"How is the ice gym leader?"

"Bored, she hasn't gotten any challengers for weeks."

"Poor child, the weather is harsh down there, maybe that's why trainers haven't gone."

I nodded. "Could be."

We finished our soups in silence. That is, until a certain red-afro loudmouth came through the doors. "HI VI!!!"

I didn't think it was possible to choke on liquid soup, but Flint proved me wrong. I coughed for a few seconds. "What the hell, Flint?! You nearly cost me my life!"

He thumped me on the back, causing me to cough, again.

"Aww, c'mon, I was only playin' with ya!" he smirked.

I sighed and left to find my father. I found him in his room, reading. I decided not to disturb him and went to my room.

I spent the rest of the day chatting with Cynthia, Bertha and Aaron. I avoided Flint, I didn't want to choke, again.

~That Night~

I was sitting on my bed, skimming several paragraphs of a novel. Dad came through my door.

"Did you like Snowpoint?"

I looked up at him and smiled very wide. "Yes! It was beautiful! When can we go back?"

He rubbed his forehead. "I'm not sure, but I promise we will go back."

I yawned and closed the novel.

"Bedtime?" He smiled.

"Yes, if you didn't know, I woke up at dawn!" I smiled and removed my glasses. I set them on the dresser next to my bed.

He kissed the top of my forehead.

"Good night, dad, love you."

"Love you too, Vi."