Amy47101: Sorry for the late chapter! Malory and I here got into a tiny argument about how to write it!
Malory: Yeah… I hope you like this chapter, guys! I tried really hard. ^-^
Disclaimer: We both do not own Pokemon.
Chapter 8: Into Nacrene City!
Dawn's POV
Paul and I both run to the Pokemon center. I'm carrying Eevee while running so I can't run very well. Actually; I'm not much of a runner anyway. Sports and me – don't mix.
"Hurry up!" I pant at Paul who is only slightly ahead of me.
"You hurry up!" He growls at me. I stick my tongue out at him and he frowns in reply, but we get there in time.
I barge the doors open and everyone inside stares at us. I guess it was from the blood all over my shirt and the battered Eevee in my arms. I ran up to the shocked and worried Nurse Joy and placed Eevee gently on the counter.
"My lord, what happened to you two?"
"Please check on her." I plead. Completely ignoring her question. "She had fatal wounds, but got healed by some potion but we were advised to bring Eevee here."
Nurse Joy takes Eevee from the counter and calls for her Audino. Audino comes running and takes my pokemon away.
"It's okay." Nurse Joy assures us. "You and your boyfriend don't need to worry; Eevee will be fine."
"MY BOYFRIEND?!" I exclaim. Nurse Joy sweat drops at my outburst but nods. I turn beetroot red and when I look at Paul, he's gone a slight pink.
"We're not a couple." He tells the Nurse Joy. "No way, on earth, would I ever even think about being with her. We're complete opposites and she's too happy and has a cheerleader persona with annoying Pokemon I'd never be with her. And we'll pick up Eevee later."
We later returned to our rooms, deciding to spend the night before leaving for Nacrene tomorrow. I peeled off my bloody shirt, and tossed in the trash. I wasn't wearing that again.
Then what would I wear? I dug through my pink backpack and found an extra white shirt, and then my favourite pink skirt. Hmm...
I know! I'll Unovise my old Sinnoh outfit!
The Next Day…
I looked in the mirror, and smiled. I put on the white tank top and black vest, but instead of shorts, I had my pink skirt on, with black knee-length leggings. I had on my black high tops, and let my hair down, not clipping it up or anything. I like this one better; it suited me.
I heard a knock on the door, and quickly shoved my ball cap on my head, and went to answer it.
I open the door to see Paul. He looks just as frowny as ever and has shoved his hands into his pockets.
"Yes?" I ask, trying to be as polite as possible.
"Let's go to Nacrene City now. I want my next Gym badge." Paul mutters. I nod and walk back inside and smooth down my new outfit, grab my Pokemon (currently in my poke balls, except Piplup, you can't put him in there) and walk out the door.
I tell Paul to follow me and we go and pick up Eevee. When we've got her, we walk to the arch where the man is standing.
"Have you obtained the Striaton City Gym badge?" He asks us suspiciously.
"Yes." Paul growls. I don't know why, maybe he's suspicious of Paul's purple hair, but the man declines us an entrance.
"I don't believe you."
"Go get a life and let us pass." Paul is angry now.
"I have a life. I'm single and I like it."
"Maybe that's why you don't have a wife…" I mumble. Paul is the only one who hears and smirks.
"Are you laughing at me?!" The man asks. His eyes are wide and Paul's not the only one who looks angry. "Go on! Scram!"
Paul gets really angry and crosses his arms and starts shouting abuse at the man. I push him out the way and calmly show him my badge case with the badge placed in it.
"Oh. It seems you do have it. I'll let you pass." The man says awkwardly.
"You better…" Paul mutters. We pass the man and hurry up the path until we get to a Day-Care Center and a Nursery next to it. I see a kid's playground and coo at their sheer cuteness.
"Girls…"
"Hey! I heard that!" I shout at him and whack him on the arm. He smirks and continues to make it to Nacrene City.
"Don't you want to watch the kiddies?" I protest and pull him back.
"I'd rather dye my hair pink and shave my eyebrows off." He hisses at me.
I start laughing because that mental image is hilarious. He frowns at me and pulls me to our destination. I sigh in defeat and we move on.
After battling a few trainers, we arrive at the city. I gape with excitement. So many colours!
There are a number of warehouses dotted around the city and there's a small café that looks very cute. There is also a museum next to the café. My stomach growls when I look at a waitress place a plate of lasagne on a man's table.
"Can we eat now?" I whine at Paul.
"No. I want to battle the Gym leader." Paul objects.
"Please! It's been ages since we ate breakfast!" I moan and tug his jacket.
"Two hours. It's been two hours." Paul tells me. I slump but still walk to the café. Who cares what he thinks?
"Troublesome!" Shouts an angry Paul. I giggle and carry on. I get inside and hear the sound of a clatter of plates. The café looks very nice and I find a table for two.
Paul will definitely follow me. He's not one to take out of the bet we made. At least that's what I think.
"Five…four…three…two….one." I whisper to myself. That's the countdown of Paul arriving here.
"Troublesome!"
I smirk and wait while he walks over and sits down opposite me. The waitress walks over to us.
"Are you ready to order?" She asks both of us.
"Yes." I answer for the both of us. "I'd like to have a salad, lasagne and some garlic bread with some sparkling water please."
"I'll have some lasagne and some water please." Paul says gruffly. The waitress nods and walks off.
"I thought you weren't going to eat anything here. It's only been two hours." I taunt. Paul frowns and doesn't say anything until the waitress comes back with our food and drinks.
I look at the food with a gleam in my eye. I then quickly gobble up some of my salad and devour my garlic bread.
"I've never seen such a girly girl eat so much." Paul comments. I stick my tongue out at him. Childish; I know but that was my only retaliation.
I take Eevee out of her poke ball and feed her some of my salad. I need to get her strength up if we're going to battle the next Gym leader. And after losing quite a lot of blood, she needs to eat.
I'm about to dig into my lasagne when someone squeals and taps me on the shoulder.
I turn around to see a sixteen year old girl wearing a white tank top, jean mini shorts and a black vest. She has black military boots on and a baseball cap that covers her long chestnut brown hair that is currently tied back.
"Sorry to disturb you, but I just died when I saw your Eevee!" She exclaims.
"Oh boss, not another customer! I want my Gym badge!" A sixteen year old boy whines to her.
He is wearing black jeans, a blue jacket, red trainer and a baseball cap that covers his chestnut brown hair. The girl frowns at him, but carries on.
"That was Black, my employee. My name is White. I run BW talent agency that specialises in Pokemon actors. I'm the manager and founder. I make their dreams come true and they can end up starring in adverts, movies and even a series of programmes!" White explains to me.
"But what do you want with her?" Paul asks rudely. I'm about to step on his foot, but someone starts shouting. And it's Black.
"I'M GOING TO THE POKEMON LEAGUE! AND I'M GONNA WIN! I AM SO TOTALLY ABSOLUTELY GONNA… WIN THAT TOURNAMENT! WATCH OUT ELITE FOUR – SHAUNTAL! CAITLIN! GRIMSLEY! MARSHAL! AND REIGNING CHAMPION ALDER! READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!" Black shouts.
We all sweat drop and cover our ears. White gives me an apologetic look. I smile with embarrassment.
"Sorry about that. Black just randomly shouts out his dreams to the world. You get used to it." White says and scratches her head.
"Wacko-doodle." Paul mumbles. This time, I kick him under the table and he gives me a frown, but leaves it.
"What did you want to ask me…?" I ask White. A light bulb practically pops over her head, and she asks me the big question.
"Well, what I wanted to ask you was if your Eevee wanted to star in one of my adverts!"
Amy47101: And that's that people! I love Black and White. AGENCYSHIPPING FOREVER!
Malory79080: -.-; Seriously, Amy?
Amy47101: *Awkward cough* Um, yes. So read and review while I eat some Garlic Bread. ^.^