Being Second
An Egoshipping Fanfiction
by: i need sleep
A/N: Next chapter! (Cause I promised 2 or 3 when I come back. I'm going to continue working on the next one after writing my speech on Seamus Heaney's Funeral Rites. It's a bit hard, plus I have to practice so I don't pee myself tomorrow.
Speaking of which, I should probably work on that.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I thought I'd clear that up.
Chapter 6: Another Day in Your Company
It was a bright and sunny day in Pallet, and Misty found herself in the company of Delia Ketchum, Tracey Sketchit, and professors Oak, Gary and Samuel. They had been invited for brunch over at the Oak household and they gladly accepted, planning to head straight out to look at the venue Mrs Ketchum had picked beforehand for Ash's party.
Mimey and Mrs Ketchum were busy in the kitchen and Tracey and Samuel Oak had left for the markets for missing ingredients (all three males had been living off tofu and instant noodles). The young red-headed girl decided to wander around and explore the excessively massive mansion to pass the time. She peeked through open doors and left the closed ones alone, and found herself thinking how lonely it would be to live in such a huge mansion and barely see anyone else.
"Eevee!" a familiar brown Pokémon crawled over to her proudly, rubbing against her leg in affection. Bending down, she scratched the Eevee behind its ears as it purred softly.
"There you are!" Gary's familiar voice called from down the hall as he came jogging down the hall. "Eevee, come down here! We still have quite… a few…" he paused, noticing his new "friend". "Oh, hello Red."
She rolled her eyes. Enough with the 'Red' thing already! She thought, as she stood up to face him, Eevee in arms. "Hello, Gary."
He took Eevee from her with a soft, "yeah, thanks." He grinned as she handed the Eevee to him. "How are you?"
"I'm fine, thanks. Same as I was yesterday and the day before that."
He began walking to the room he had emerged from, "That's… good?" He laughed, as he led her in. "I'm here, still doing my research on Eevee evolutions. Come in, check it out."
She smiled, "Thanks, Gary."
They spent most of the hour fiddling around, Gary telling Misty what he had been doing and how. Misty, on the other hand, offered help which the young professor quickly accepted with much appreciation.
"So, this…" Misty started, as she powdered the stone with the mortar and pestle that lay on the table, "Did you decide to do it yourself?"
"What do you mean?" He asked through his pen that was stuck in his mouth. He pushed his hair back and removed the pen from his mouth and turned to face her, papers in hand.
"Did you come up with this?"
He nodded proudly. "Yep," he replied, and he turned to his desk to stare at his new hourglass. "I was always fascinated about Eevee. I used to have one until it evolved into my Umbreon. I didn't expect it, to say the least. I had actually thought about using a fire stone on Eevee, but now that she evolved to an Umbreon, I wouldn't have it any other way."
She stared thoughtfully at the mortar before smiling softly. "That's sweet."
He blushed, "Yeah, well, whatever." Scratching his head, he turned back to his desk and grabbed a sheet. "Here," he gave her the sheet.
She took it from him and gasped. It was a beautiful drawing of Umbreon in Gary's arms. As she stared at the drawing, she found a small signature that read T.S.
"Did Tracey sketch it?" (A/N: See what I did there? ;D) she handed it back to him and he nodded his head 'yes.' "It's absolutely gorgeous."
He smiled widely. "I know."
Silence began to fall and they immediately turned back to whatever they were doing.
I don't know what else to say, they both thought, as they stared intently at whatever was in front of them.
Should I…?
They turned to each other at the same time, desperate for something to break the silence. Misty had been intending to ask about the weather and Gary was intending to ask something or other about water Pokémon as he knew she loved them and would possibly talk about them for a few minutes, but they were interrupted by Mr Mime who stood by the door and cried, "Mime, Mime, Mr Mime!"
Both teenagers turned to look at the psychic Pokémon in shock, "Oh," they scratched their heads, "lunch time, yes."
Trailing closely behind Mr Mime, Gary exclaimed, "Man, I'm hungry!"
"So am I!" Misty agreed, and sniffed the air as they entered the kitchen. "Wow, Mrs Ketchum. That smells good!"
"Oh, thank you Misty!" Delia blushed as they all nodded. "I hope it tastes as good as it smells then!"
Professor Oak immediately grabbed his plate and walked over to the stove, ready to scoop his food. "There's no doubt about that, Delia!"
"Oh, Professor, you flatter me!"
Tracey followed the elder professor's example. "I think I'll grab some now too," he laughed as he rubbed the back of his head. "I'm desperate for something to eat, other than tofu and noodles!"
Misty shook her head, "Men," she tsked, as she smirked at Gary, pulling a chair from across him. "You'd die without us."
He tsked right back. "I'm sure we'll live. You should try tofu and instant noodles, they're absolutely fine. And I don't think you can cook at all, Red."
She crossed her arms and glared at him from where he sat across the table. "Yes, I can," she countered. "Definitely."
He scooped some rice into his mouth, waving her off. "Sure," he drew out, eyes mocking.
"You two," Samuel Oak laughed as he broke up the fight about to ensue. "It's time to eat, and I'm sure Delia's delightful treat is tasty cold, but even more so hot. So dig right in and you can argue like a married couple later!"
"Gramps!"
"We're not—"
"No, definitely!"
"No way am I—"
"Guys!" Tracey interrupted with a wave of his chopsticks as Mrs Ketchum giggled from her seat, clearly enjoying the spectacle set before her. "Let's eat, seriously. I mean if you want seconds you better eat quickly now; I'm sure I can go for tenths!"
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed that! :) Thanks for everyone who reviewed and put Being Second on favourites or alert!