Chapter Seventeen: Realization
*Author Note - I (Orange) was bothered by a question about my own FanFic, but I found an answer and I am going to share it with you! I was thinking about the Eevee that don't live on Eon Island. How did they get there? Because the Island was only reachable by teleportation and Eevee and evolutions can't learn Teleport. So I think that the MasterPokémon stopped by the Island and took some Eevee with him, so they would spread joy to the world! Mystery solved, or so I think...
Disclaimer: We don't own Pokémon. I don't have inspiration for a more explained disclaimer.*
Here is Chapter Seventeen: Realization
Pikachirate's Point of View
I wasn't getting wiser out of my 'conversation' with Mew, and she eventually teleported us back to the ship. I couldn't get anything of use about 'the big thing' out of Mew, but was grateful she came to get us. The trip back would have been... uncomfortable with Pichu.
I still wanted to know about this big thing.
And now I was looking at the ship. It looked like it was new. It didn't look like my ship. Underneath the steering wheel was the name plate. It said 'The Happy Eevee '. I wasn't happy about it. My ship is 'The Lightning Shadow' and not 'The Happy Eevee'. I think this is one of Mew's jokes. It has to be.
"Buneary, come here." She would know what to do about this… this thing. She knew about everything. Nothing was hidden for her on the ship.
She arrived in a blink. "Yes, Captain?" I could see she was hiding a giggle. She must be in on it, too.
"Buneary, what is that thing doing there?" I pointed at the name plate. I wanted it gone, anyone would want that in my position.
Buneary pretended not to know what I was talking about. "What do you mean, Captain?" She was overdoing it. She seemed too innocent. "All I see is the steering wheel." She didn't mention the name of my ship.
"And why is it called 'The Happy Eevee'?" I was getting angry. Buneary was looking over her shoulder, looking for someone to save her.
A small smile appeared on her face for a second. "Oh, is it Pichu there? I must help her. Bye, Captain!" And she was gone. Pretending to help Pichu. I heard a giggle and turned around. It was Mew.
Let's ask the number one at making jokes. "Mew, why is the ship called 'The Happy Eevee?' Mew tilted her head and pointed at the name plate. I looked at it. The name plate said 'The Lightning Shadow', just as it usually did. I was going crazy. Moments ago, it said 'The Happy Eevee' and now it says 'The Lightning Shadow'. What is going on here?
I heard Chansey sighing; she probably felt sorry for me and helped me out. "It is a joke Captain," Chansey said. "Mew put you under Hypnosis so that you would think the ship was named 'The Happy Eevee'." Now I really want to get off this Island. I had enough of all these happy Eevee and their happy Eevee Berries.
I frowned, and even Chansey took a step backwards. "Are we ready for departure? I don't want to stay here for another minute, do you hear me?" My patience had left me. No one dared to say anything back, so they left to get the supplies.
Mew transported apples to the ship, the same apples that surrounded Pichu and me yesterday. They fell because of the Earthquake, and Mew had picked them up. Chansey had patted Mew as a 'Thank you' for the apples.
I looked around, and saw Buneary talking to Gengar. The precious Princess was nowhere to be seen. She sneaked out on the scene while the joke was made.
Pichu's Point of View
I got away from everyone's watchful eye, and went to the Captain's room. Hidden in my pillow were my most important possessions. My diary, the one Buneary gave me. The few 'Train How To' magazines I took with me, and the item most important to me was my necklace.
I opened my first 'Train How To' magazine for the first time in years. I never gave it a thought, but I always worried about it. My hands trembled; my subconscious did not want to open it.
Since I was not in a hurry, I searched for the key. That way, I really would not be in a hurry. I found it after a few minutes under a loose floorboard, it was a bit higher than the rest of the boards.
The key was in my hands, and I locked the door with no further thought; even though he saved me, I really did want to be alone on Eon Island. Now I would take some time for myself in this room, smaller than the one at the palace. Still, I felt more at ease here.
I seated myself on the bed. Tears were already present in my eyes. I closed my eyes and opened the magazine on touch. It felt the same as years ago, on the funeral. My hand had been on it during the whole funeral.
After calming myself for a moment, I opened my watery eyes. It was pretty dark in the room, but the feather got a beautiful glow to it. It was like a rainbow, a sparkling rainbow. The feather was made of some sort of metal that always felt cold, but in a pleasant way.
My tears fell on the feather, obtaining their own rainbow glow. It was the first time I broke down after being kidnapped. I did not know how I managed not doing it earlier. It definitely had something to do with all of them being nice to me - it was a misunderstanding - instead of locking me up in a dark and dusty room.
I lay down, and held the feather above my head. I knew more about the MasterPokémon at this point, more than I was ever told about it. This necklace - with its feather - looked different from the ones in the shops at Plaza des Labyrinthos, or around the necks of other Pokémon at that place. It was special in more ways than I could imagine.
It could be since it was made - hand made - at the Mountain of Ice. The substance used for creating it was, of course, different from the one used in the Land of Dragons. Or it was simply because my mother was a Princess at the time she got it. It could be an old object...
Pikachirate's Point of View
I would not look for the Princess. I had better things to do, such as... as helping the Squirtle with their training. When I arrived at the training place, I already saw both their parents helping with the training.
I wouldn't be needed there.
I moved on to the Pelipper's office, where probably tons of messages were awaiting. I was running, ready to find a task that would take hours, but when I entered the office, I saw Buneary writing one last sentence.
She had finished the work in... probably in half an hour. Damn! I couldn't waste time here, either! The door hadn't closed, yet, so I left the room within the same second. I headed toward the small hospital on the ship.
But turned around after giving it a second thought. Chansey would make me eat apples. And then some more. Unfortunately for me, she already called me before I was out of her sight. "Captain! Hey, Captain! Could you come here for a moment?" she said in her usual voice. Her smile was on its place, yet it was different. She seemed happier than normal.
I grumbled. Maybe I had to wash the apples, or do something I didn't want to do. "Yes, Chansey, what is it?" I needed to escape, but couldn't come up with a decent way for it.
She brought her hands together. "Mew did the job, Captain! Now is a great time to give it to her!" My eyes didn't leave her face, not even when she put something in my frozen hand. "She successfully completed the mission I gave her!" I stared at the object in my hand; it was the apple necklace the Princess stared at.
No! Why did Chansey give me another reason to look for the Princess? I should give her some time to progress the... the... the Earthquake and the meeting of Entei! Since nothing else, nothing else important happened.
Well, you're a good liar if you could tell lies to yourself.
This meant I'm a terrible liar.
I went to my room. I had hopes she was there, and hopes she wouldn't be there. If she were, I could give the necklace to her and say I had to do Captain tasks. If she weren't there, I would lock myself up in my room and get some sleep. I hadn't slept long enough last night, as my mind was too busy progressing our first almost-kiss.
I saw she wanted it, too.
I opened the door to my room - actually, I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. It was locked, and I knew the key was hidden in a place no one would find. What happened? Did Esmeralda, Mew and Ditto already start their new joke? I doubted it for a second, but it left later.
I sighed, and went to see Blastoise. I had had a bad morning, and now, I had a bad afternoon. I had to talk to him as I knew it would calm me down. So I went back to the training spot, but now I was there for Blastoise instead of the Squirtle twin.
I arrived after a minute of walking, and saw - luckily - Blastoise standing. The mother was helping Amy and William with their aim; as if they would need that. Their aim was above average.
"Blastoise, are you free at the moment?" I said. I knew he heard my tone. It needed a listening ear.
Blastoise sighed. "That's fine, Pikachu, what do you have on your mind?" Blastoise could become a therapist. A talk with him made me feel more like the Captain than anything else could.
We both sat down in the room, and I started complaining. "Nobody listens to me, you're the only one," I started. It felt fantastic to leave some of the stress that was built inside me. "And they use me as pawn. A pawn!" It had a calming effect. But I wasn't done, yet.
Blastoise kept saying: "Okay, yes, and after that?" It encouraged me to keep rattling about my problems.
"Chansey tried to hook me up with the Princess." Blastoise nodded, to show me he was listening. I noticed my hands were moving on their own, to describe my frustrations. "She wants me to give the Princess this necklace." I held the necklace up that I hadn't given her yet.
Blastoise was in deep thoughts; it was the same look he used to connect things. I asked: "What do I have to do, Blastoise?" I knew he, who was and still is in a romantic relationship, would know the answer.
His look changed. He had come to a conclusion. "Well, you like the Princess, right?" Of course, he wanted to know about it, too. Or it was something every looks-to-be-a-therapist would ask.
"Well..." I thought about our almost-kiss. My feelings at that point couldn't be ignored. "I guess." I didn't want Blastoise to know how much I cared about her.
Blastoise knew I was hiding something, and his conclusion had taken it into consideration. "Then you should tell her you love her." I stared at Blastoise. He didn't know I almost kissed her. He could tell I was in love. So he probably knew something happened. Or it was obvious on so many levels.
Maybe I should ask something I hadn't asked Blastoise - I didn't have a reason those days. "Blastoise... How do you know when you're in love? I mean... How do you describe that feeling...?" It was the first time I asked someone. It was a relief to say it out loud.
Blastoise hesitated for a moment, but his answer was - as always - as clear as glass. "For me, it's when my heart beats a littler faster when I see her again. It never happened at the sight of another women, and we often drown in each other's eyes. We could almost see the thoughts in each other's eyes. It's a feeling that takes you over every time you see your loved one." I recognized his description. It felt like I was in love. Very deeply.
Okay. I have to stop thinking now. A place where I can be alone. "Thanks for telling me, Blastoise," I managed to say. My body made no intention to move. It should! But it wouldn't move.
"You're welcome. I think we should leave you alone for a moment?" He could read my thoughts. He was already walking out of the room with his family.
I lay down and tried not to think. Or at least, not to think about the Princess. I didn't know in what way I should give her the necklace. I should wait for a special moment. It would come, as long as I would be patient. I could be patient. Really!
I heard Buneary enter the room. "Captain, it's time for dinner. Can you come with me?" She said it as a friend. It wasn't a must, so I could choose. I wasn't feeling good enough for dinner so I decided to skip dinner this day.
"No, I won't be joining you. I don't need dinner today." Buneary nodded a short moment.
She sighed. "If you're not hungry I can't force you. Have fun in the training room!" The door closed. Yup! I was already full! With the usual butterflies in my stomach... And they were more present now than they ever were in the past. The past few weeks, actually.
*Author Note - So, what do you think about this chapter? Did it fit with the rest of the story, were errors present? Did you enjoy it? Or was it below your expectations? We want to know if this story fits, and - as the writers - we can't figure that out alone. So, please review. :D*