Me: I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ack! Sorry for my terrible, terrible updating habits, I have school now, and lots of homework overload, and I'm a beta now so that'll take up some time, and now I have another story I want to write and two I'm considering deleting and putting up when they're better…
Ike: You could have just said you were busy…
Me: What if I felt like explaining?
Ike: Why?
Me: Why don't you do the thanking this time?
Ike: DRACONIS KITTEN SWEETIE DOESN'T OWN SSBB AND NEVER WILL! HAVE MERCY!
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I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS!
"Gah! Off, off, off!" I exclaim as my alarm clock screeches the Pokemon theme song at me. I manage to hit a button that shut it off, groggily groping around for the off-switch and turning it off.
"Geez, no need to be so loud…" Wish whines from next to my bed. I yelp at that, turning around to see her playing my DSi.
"W-Wish?" I ask in amazement. "Why're you playing my DSi?"
"Because I got bored at like, two in the morning," she says as if it's the simplest thing in the world.
"Do you ever sleep…?" I ask, my amazed tone not leaving me.
"No." Wow. I have nothing to say to that.
I look over at the game Wish is playing, and shrug in nonchalance as I see she's cleaning up my Animal Crossing village. Just so long as she doesn't touch my Pokémon games. Then she'd lose a body part.
I awkwardly look down at her, not sure how to tell her to leave so I can change. Somehow, she chooses then to leave, taking Midnight with her.
"Mind reader much?" I say in amusement jokingly. I spring from my bed, locking my door and covering up my six stuffed animals with a blanket so they don't watch me change (I'm not kidding. I do that.). I get out of my pajamas and into my second to last T-shirt with a Pikachu on it, this on being all yellow with Pikachu sitting in the middle and waving to anyone who can see him. I then slip into jeans, seeing as it's been cool, even for spring time and late May. I untangle my sword necklace from my hair, it being tangled since I slept with it on. Finally, I grab my full-rim green glasses and my iPod and phone, then leave my room.
"I bet I can go to school today," I say to myself, jogging down the stairs. "Nothing important is happening, and I SERIOUSLY do NOT want to get too far behind in homework." I check the time on my phone, 5:15 staring up at me. And about five unanswered text messages and three missed calls.
"Whoops…" I say sheepishly to myself. I look into the television room, finding Ike gone and Marth still on the couch.
"Nice…" I say to myself with a roll of the eyes. Midnight seems to notice my presence, getting out of her ever open crate and running to me, tail wagging and tongue out in a happy pant.
I laugh, greeting her and telling her she's a sweetie pie, then moving our little morning meeting into the kitchen as I pop two brown sugar cinnamon Pop-Tarts in the toaster and pour a glass of milk and snatching a plate.
Seeing as the rec room is currently occupied, I take my meager breakfast to the kitchen television and make do with early Cartoon Network shows.
After doing so, I go upstairs to brush my teeth and hair and wash my face, then glance at the clock on my phone. 6:45. About a half an hour to kill.
I'm so going on FanFiction.
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I'm at school at 7:30, and get through two hours before I finally have a period which has some of my friends in it. Three of them, to be exact, and now we're chatting about nothing, most of which being their speculation on how I died yesterday.
"I said run over by a car," Isabelle (but to be called Izzy, unless you WANT to experience pain…) says. Everyone sighs and laughs at the same time.
"Your car maybe, you've always had it out for me, little demon," I say with obvious amusement. The short brunette makes a pretend evil face, obviously trying to get a laugh, and succeeds. Izzy sits across from me directly, and on her left is my other, much calmer friend, Carly. Carly is a sweet girl, she's pretty and delicate and can be just as amusing as everyone else in the group when she wants to be.
"I didn't think you died," Carly says with a small smile and a tiny laugh. Sarah, the small blonde girl sitting next to me, pretends to gape at Carly.
"I thought we agreed it was the blahblahblahs!" She says with a gasp of fake surprise. "Maybe the blahblahblahs got to YOU!" Sarah continues her fake accusation that the blahblahblahs got to the now laughing Indian girl while the teacher comes into the room.
"Good morning class," the tall Asian man begins before directing his attention to me. "And Paige, I assume you have the homework that was due yesterday for me?" Wow. Thanks Mr. Chen. I'm fine.
"Of course, it's right here…" I say, going into my folder and producing my language homework. You don't anger Mr. Chen, it's like an unwritten law.
The class quiets down and begins. I focus throughout the first fifteen minutes, until…
"This is BORING," Wish whines inside my head. I nearly jump out of my seat. Banging my knee against my desk rather loudly. Mr. Chen doesn't notice, though a few kids look to me.
"You okay?" Carly whispers while keeping a close eye on Mr. Chen so he doesn't discover her talking. "That sounded like it hurt."
"Yeah, I just got the chills…" I whisper back, and class resumes normally for everyone else.
"What do you want NOW?" I whisper almost savagely to Wish, wondering why she couldn't wait until a period with a less strict teacher to bother me.
"Geez, you sound happy to see- er, hear me." After she corrects her self, she starts to giggle.
"Now is not a good time," I hiss softly. Sarah, hearing my whispering, looks over as she thinks I'm talking to her. I quickly motion that she shouldn't worry.
"Oh, so you don't wanna know about the surprise at school for you?" Dammit, now I'm interested.
"Fine, please tell me," I say quietly, pretending to focus still as I talk with Wish.
"Nope, now you offended me. No magical help for you." Yeah, you sound just DEVESTATED…
"Pleeeeeaaaaaaaase?" I beg. It was quiet, and Mr. Chen turns around, glaring at the room, having heard something. Everyone has their mouth shut tight and is looking straight ahead, so he goes back to the board.
"Nope, now you gotta find him on your own. Le gasp! Him? Did I just give you a hint? How unlike me!" Ugh… I have no reply to that…
"Thanks Wish…"
*SSBB*
Him… Him being a Brawl character most likely… But who? It probably isn't a character that's not human, considering this is school and everything… So how do I find him?
"I'm bored again!" Wish says in my head, sounding like she's accusing me of doing so to her.
"Deal with it," I say nonchalantly, holding my books to my side in one hand and opening my locker with the other.
Wish doesn't respond, so I can only guess that she's dealing with her boredom. I load up my books and take the ones I need, not particularly bothered by her lack of response. I'm just hoping she doesn't do anything… Wish-y.
A second later, she does something Wish-y.
A second later, the fire alarms are blaring and everyone in the hallway jumps. I mumble a line of curses, ranging from simple swears to stealing from J. K. Rowling.
The teachers quickly start ushering everyone outside, ignoring my protesting as to needing to leave my purse on the floor by my locker. It's basically my pencil case; I don't even know half of what's in there.
The chilly air nips my bare arms, making me hug myself as the students are herded outside. Actual smoke rises from the building, showing me that Wish honestly lit something on fire.
"You have got to be KIDDING me!" I hiss loudly, earning several glares from some very high-strung teachers. High-pitched giggling sounds in my head, indicating I still have a mental visitor. I refrain from snapping at her, standing behind my first period teacher.
"I can predict the future!" Wish suddenly proclaims to me. I raise an eyebrow.
"And how is that?" I whisper softly. No one notices this time, multiple whisper conversations taking place by now, most of which are conspiracy theories on how the school caught fire.
"You're about to thank me for lighting your school on fire!" She says happily.
I decide she's officially lost her mind. Why on Earth would I do-
Suddenly, I notice one teenager out of place, lost and trying to find a place to stand. He looks so familiar, but of course brown eyes and hair isn't exactly uncommon. He's wearing jeans, and an overly familiar red, white, and black-
"WISH THANK YOU SO MUCH!" I whisper as loudly as possible without drawing to much attention to myself as I watch the Pokémon Trainer with laser focus.
"Told you."
The fire truck comes barreling into the parking lot, the men storming out and stacking the flames, which die mysteriously fast. The trainer stands awkwardly next to the principal who seems to notice he doesn't attend this school. Classes are dismissed for the rest of the day, which causes cheering so loud you'd think we're at a rock concert. The student scramble to walk home or drive or call parents as the principal leads the trainer away from the group to talk to him.
I walk briskly over to the pair, catching the principal snapping at him and asking who he is, why he doesn't have an ID, and why he's not wearing a visitor's pass if he doesn't go to this school.
"Excuse me, sir?" I ask as I approach them. Come on, Paige, think of a lie…
"I'll be with you in a second…" The principal acknowledges, barely glancing at me. Too focused on the hunt. Poor trainer…
"I couldn't help but notice you're talking to my cousin," I say after a second's thought. "And that he forgot to get a visitor's pass."
That gets both of them to give their attention. The trainer watches me cautiously, as if I've sentenced him to death, while the principal looks plain suspicious.
"He is… Your cousin?" I nod, and the Pokémon Trainer watches to see if he can figure out what to do.
"Yes." I quickly scan my brain for a quick reason that he'd be here no questions asked. "He and his parents were in a car crash, and they just passed away after being in an on and off stable condition for months. We're taking him in seeing as my parents are his god-parents, so if we could bring him home now, that'd be wonderful." Sob-story. Yesssssssss.
They both look absolutely stunned. I just got 20% cooler.
"Is… Is this true?" Crap. Was hoping that question wouldn't arise. The trainer looks over at me, clearly not trusting me as far as he can throw me, and then the principal, whom he sees as a threat. Oh, please don't get me in trouble…
"Yes." It takes all my willpower not to shout for joy and sigh in relief when the words leave the trainer's lips.
I don't need to force him to follow me, and the walk is silent. I scour every inch of my brain for something to say, something to melt his icy exterior a bit, and draw a blank. What do you say in this kind of situation anyway?! 'Oh hey, uhm, I know you're new here and all, but truth is, you're a video game-'
The Pokémon Trainer cuts off my rant as he steps in front of me, glaring at me when no one else is around. Please don't kill me…
"Who are you and what in the name of Arceus do you want with me?" He asks. My brain shuts off as I focus on NOT screaming in delight with the mention of Arceus. Total reference makes me so happy.
"Well, it's kind of hard to explain…" I say rather sheepishly. Again, why do I manage to fear this kid when he's smaller than me by a good inch? He's glaring UP at me for Pete's sake!
"Then figure out how to explain it!" He snaps. I fidget unhappily, frowning.
"Can I call someone to help me explain? Please?" I plead. Wow. We're on MY turf in MY world and I'M the one practically surrendering already. Screw this, I need a new personality…
"Fine." I fidget uncomfortably once more as he watches me as I take out my cell and call home, praying to every higher power Marth is still there. I seriously need to learn my neighbor's number.
"-ut this thing up?!" Exclaims a voice on the other end. I grin despite the circumstances.
"Marth! Is that you?" I ask, hoping he's at least holding the phone right. He better have retained SOMETHING from technology teachings…
"Marth?" The trainer asks. Hah! He recognizes the name!
I nod, waving away any more questions from the suddenly buzzing Pokémon Trainer.
"HELLO?" I jump in surprise, the volume of his voice practically killing my eardrums. I bet if I listened hard enough, I'd hear him without the phone.
"Quit yelling you twit!" I snap. "Just talk normally! I'll re-explain everything later!"
"… Okay… Like… This?" He asks, obviously doubting that I can hear him.
"Yes." I nod as I say it, though can't help but wonder why, seeing as he can't see me. "And before and if you ask, this is Paige."
"Ah. Okay. Any reason you made me get up?" I sigh, thinking I defiantly should have seen this coming.
"Oh please, you can catch up on your beauty sleep later." A sound of indignation on the other line makes me snicker. "I just need to ask you if you can help me with something, I found a brawler at school."
"Really? Who?"
"Pokémon Trainer. I just need some help explaining everything to him; he doesn't trust me one bit."
"You bet he doesn't…" The trainer mutters. I again shush him, listening for Marth's response.
"Sure, just get him to your house or something. Your dog is assaulting me now that I'm awake." I grin, chirping a quick thank you and hanging up on him. I turn to the trainer, who is watching me with an unsure expression.
"Questions are to be asked later. I can explain everything. At my house." He narrows his eyes (I swear, they're not even open…) at me, obviously not happy with this development, but grudgingly follows me through the neighborhood to my house.
We arrive, the trainer not commenting on my sneaky glances at the other houses. I seriously don't want to blow my cover as I drag yet ANOTHER guy into the house. Because honestly, I probably look pretty bad doing so…
The doorbell rings and, despite this being the second time it's happened, I still hear a somewhat alarmed yelp/shout from inside. I'm surprised to find the Pokémon Trainer snickering along with me.
Oh yeah! The Pokémon games and anime both include electronic devices! My life just got easier. And he dresses normally too! And doesn't carry any actual weapons! Thank you, Pokémon, for having such an easy to hide character.
"I don't like this 'doorbell' of yours," Marth says as he lets us in. Midnight trails behind him, over excited to see me again and meet the new person I've brought over. The Pokémon Trainer is visibly more at ease with someone he knows around. "It alarmed me." I laugh at his frown.
The conversation follows us to my living room, Midnight following us as well, where we all take a seat on the couch. After explaining that I need help talking to the Pokémon Trainer, Marth takes over the conversation and easily explains everything.
During their conversation, Wish makes a reappearance, er, reaHEARance (SUCH A BAD PUN…) in my head. "Glad prince charming slept over now?"
I frown, leaning back in the couch and completely ignoring the conversation between the two video game characters now. Midnight settles at my feet, content just to be around us. "Why?"
"Because you still don't know your neighbor's phone number and he's ex-"
I cut her off, whispering to myself still. "No, why the 'prince charming' thing?" Giggles fill my head.
"Oh please, I know for a fact you've thought it at least once."
"I have not!" I snap. Marth cuts off mid-sentence and they both turn to look at me. Whoops. I wave them both away and leave the room, leaving one more thing for Marth to explain. I sit down on the couch in the room with the parrot in it, cleverly named the bird room. The green bird growls at me as I sit down next to her cage.
"You're just lucky I didn't tack on 'your' to the front of it."
I've never known anyone who could get me blushing this fast. In such an annoying way. "What?! No! Just… No!"
"You're well thought out response shows everything, my dear."
"Shut up!" I growl/hiss/whine. "Why do you have to be so annoying? And why so annoying to me?"
We continue our senseless bickering (My senseless bickering and her annoying teasing that is…), letting me zone out enough that I don't notice when the trainer and Marth come into the room.
"No, just drop it, you psycho!" Marth coughs, trying to get my attention. "I don't care what you say, just leave me alone!" He coughs again when I don't answer. "Why can't we talk about this later?!"
"HEY! LUNATIC!" My head snaps up from my position of looking at the ground when I finally notice the two, the Pokémon Trainer having finally gotten my attention. Midnight jumps up in the other room at the shout, running in all excited and bothering Marth.
"Oh, uh, sorry…" I say rather sheepishly. Wish laughs once more, and chirps a quick good-bye, leaving my subconscious alone.
"You're right, it's really weird when she does that," The Pokémon Trainer says with a smirk as he looks down at me. I raise an eyebrow.
"Okay. Any reason you interrupted my conversation? Other than to insult me of course?"
The Trainer nods, and hesitantly sits a foot away from me on the couch. Wow. That talk went better than I thought it would. Marth seats himself on the orange piano bench we have in front of the piano. Midnight follows him there and settles down at his feet. Traitor.
"I'm Luke." I fail to contain my look of mild surprise as I shake his hand. I always called him 'Quincy' ever since I read 'The Game' by 'MouseMaster42'. He rolls his eyes at my look of surprise. "Yes, I have an actual name. What if I just called you 'school girl' or something like that?"
I giggle a bit, agreeing. "I guess that would be odd."
"Well," he continues after introductions. "I would like to apologize for insulting you or acting quite cold to you before. I was on edge because of apparently being in this 'other dimension' or whatever."
I shrug, indicating it doesn't mater. "Really? I'd be perfectly fine if I just appeared in another dimension." In response to his are-you-kidding-me look, I roll my eyes with a quick laugh. "Kidding, I'd probably react the same way. SO you understand that we have to send you back right?"
Luke opens his mouth for a response, when Marth cuts in from his secluded little bench. "Actually, we have discussed it, and have decided it would be best if he were to stay here." My eyes open a bit wider and my eyebrows go up as I acknowledge that.
"And why should we let him stay? We sent Lucas back."
"Because of the Pokémon that were released as well," Marth begins as I settle back into my corner of the couch, curling into a ball. "He would be the best one of all of us to handle them, and he has also volunteered to help Ike, Link, and I at the house with out electrical issues." I snort. That's one way of putting it.
"Fine." I turn to him, now talking to him. "Just try not to let anyone see Charizard, Squirtle, or Ivysaur."
"Well duh," he says as a quick agreement. The conversation starts trailing off, and just as I think we're going to descend into awkward silence, the land line rings. Once again, Marth jumps at the sound just a bit, though still enough room for laughter. I hop off the grey patterned couch, nearly bouncing into the other room and picking up the home phone.
"Bonjour, ma mere," I greet after checking the number. I can imagine my mother smiling at my odd times to use French.
"Bonjour… Okay, I can't remember the word for daughter." I laugh, waiting for my mom to continue with the reason she's called. I sink into the cream coloured couch in the living room, nestling into a corner.
"Paige, who're you-" Marth starts before I frantically cut him off. I wait on edge for my mom to comment, hoping she didn't hear him.
"Paige, do you have someone over?" She asks. I can just see the frown on her face. I quickly turn on the TV as I respond, already thinking of an alibi.
"What? No, why?" I ask, watching the screen warm up as I will it to go faster.
"No, but I heard someone."
I shrug, not exactly thinking of the fact she can't see me and quickly opening up the DVR on the television. "I have the TV on if that's anything."
"But they said your name." I finish my small quest, clicking on an episode of 'Charmed' and fast forwarding a bit in, finding a good chunk that I can rest on.
"I'm watching 'Charmed', mom. It was a character on TV." I visibly relax, having my safety net supporting me. Now, I can just play it for proof. Which I need to when my mom insists that it's not on at this hour. "I taped it." I prove it by playing a small clip, letting my mom hear the background noise.
"Well alright," my mom says rather grudgingly. She obviously still doubts my being alone, but has no valid argument. "I just wanted to call and tell you that Kyle got his furniture and other belongings there much faster with us than anyone thought, and we're driving home now. We'll get home at around three in the morning."
"Kay!" I say brightly while keeping the annoyance out of my voice. I don't need them around sooner than tomorrow; I don't even want them around then! I have much less space to talk with the brawlers then. We exchange quick 'Love you!'s and I hang up and put the phone back on the charger.
"Is it okay to talk now?" Marth asks rather hesitantly. I give a small nod, and turn to talk to Luke, and find he's gone. His head appears over the couch in the bird room, and soft commands can be heard coming from his direction.
"Bite. Roar? Can you do anything? Even if you're just a pet, you have to do SOMETHING." I get up slowly ad creep up behind him, looking over his shoulder. Sure enough, Midnight is staring up at him, wagging her tail and listening to his odd commands. Listening, not doing.
"Of course…" I say with a small sigh. Marth comes n to see Luke whipping around watching as I giggle to myself. "Marth, Link, and Ike can't work a television to save their lives and you don't have a clue what a real animal looks like. Can't catch a break, can I?"
Luke frowns at me, not finding me amusing in the least. Before a bickering session can break out, my phone vibrates in my pocket. Yeah, I forgot I had this thing called a 'social life'…
I hop on the back of the couch and Luke scoots away before I accidentally sit on his arm and Marth leans against a wall to watch the wonders of technology once more.
A text from my cousin Jane comes in, reading 'Paige, can I talk to you?' Frowning, I flip open the white phone and press the talk button, calling her. I'm such a terrible hostess.
"Hey, what's up?" I start. Jane usually stays after school for some activity, so her calling at three must mean she had to skip it for whatever reason.
"I think I'm going crazy," My cousin says. I start to giggle, but she doesn't like she usually does. Now I'm worried.
"Why?"
"You know how you firmly believe in aliens and ghosts and stuff? And you were always telling me you thought they were real?" Now I'm worried. Jane never listens to me when I babble on about assorted things being real.
"Ya?"
"Well, You were right about one of them. I've got a Pikachu sitting in my hammock."
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Me: I promise, the action is going to start picking up! Filler like this is necessary! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! And if you've read this far, you already have my undying love.
Ike: Link is on strike.
To the unknown assassin: Thanks! I liked writing the chapter! X3 And as for Snake… Ew… XD It's a fun idea though…
To Thundray10: I'm glad to be back! Sorry about being so tired after badminton, but oh my gosh, I used to play MapleStory! Small world, huh?
To Guest: Why thank you! This is taken from like, a zillion of my daydreams and just wrapped into a big story. Well, your classmate sounds awesome. XD Thanks, and I'm not giving away spoilers, but of course Paige isn't ONLY going to deal with good guys… And a battle scene almost has to have a Final Smash in it. Totally.
To Archsage12: Right?! I felt so bad for him! AND I WROTE IT! XD I'm glad you feel that way, it shows I can squeeze emotion out of my readers and make them feel the story more! And yeah, I don't think I would be able to write a main character super serious; I'm just not that good at it. Of course there'll be serious moments, but still… AND I'M WORKING ON PLAYING FIRE EMBLEM. NO. NO AWKWARD SHOWER SCENE. XD Of course Wish is epic, she wouldn't be Wish if she wasn't. XD And of course she's sticking around longer, she's Wish! DON'T YOU BOTHER ME 'BOUT THAT, GIRL! XD He'll be in soon enough…
To HyliansHero98: Yay! Thank you for favouriting my story! I like your username. X3
To Multicoloured Musician: Oh my Arceus, you're awesome! Thanks, I like Paige too, I once had an awesome friend named Paige! Then she moved… But that has nothing to do with her name… So why'd I share that…? ANYWAY, thanks, Wish is really fun to write about! My friend always thought he was like, nineteen, but I generally just thought he looked seventeen… And again, thanks so much for wanting to hug Lucas! I makes me feel all accomplished and such! Hope this chapter is semi-good, I don't think it was that great, but the next chapter will be better, I promise… And OH MY ARCEUS YOU FAVOURITED AND FOLLOWED THIS STORY! AND FAVOURITED ME! I love you… XD Thank you so much!
To Phantom Reviewer:
For What You Wish For: Okay, because you reviewed anon, I'm going to respond to all your reviews here... *checks* Aw, crap, I did accidentally say the U.S.A. … Thanks, I'll fix that. They're all over North America. Heh, it would be totally hilarious to see the Ice Climbers in Hawaii… XD Though they would just fit in at Alaska... Yeah, I don't like the rule that much, but it's a part of Brawl. And I've always wondered how Link was able to carry all that stuff with him, though I assumed magic. Hah, Paige in a Brawl would probably get killed, though I can't say the same for Wish… Anyway, thanks!
For Squabbling And Swapping: I'll need to change that… Thanks for pointing it out! I prefer Pikachu to be a girl.
For Super Smash Pikachu: I always thought of Pikachu from Johto or Kanto, so she'd have the regular tail. Nice question though! Thanks for all the reviews!
To eevee prince: The lack of capitol letters in your name annoys me; my computer corrected 'eevee' to 'Eevee' and deemed 'eevee' incorrect. But thanks for favouriting me and the story, and following the story! I totally have no idea who you are! X3
I LOVE YOU ALL! Sometimes I think this section gets too big…But I want to thank you all so much… And I like this way…
No wonder Link is on strike.