Year of the Ships-Part 3
A/N- On time again! Yay! Actually, I had this one written last week after I finished the Rocketshipping one, so I honestly have no idea whether or not this is on time or not. I will once I post it, though!
Enjoy! There is a whole lot of Contestshipping fluff, and just Grasshead being Grasshead, in this one. Hope you like it!
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"Hey, May. Didn't expect you to be here." Drew said arrogantly, flicking a strand of his green hair.
May approached him angrily. "Why not? Didn't think I'd have enough ribbons? Well, I have news for you, grasshea-" She was cut off by a pale hand raised in her face.
"Jeez, relax, May. I was just teasing." He said, staring her full on in the eyes. She blushed.
"Hehe, yes, of course I knew that." She lied. And Drew knew it, too. He was about to say something, when...
"Oh! May, hello, how are you?" The purple haired freak of a man yelled, approaching the two. He grabbed May's hands, smiling sadly.
"I feel just awful for what I did in the last contest!" He yelled, attracting attention. "I was a rude diaper baby, and I wanted to say sorry. Let me make it up to you!"
May wrenched her hands from Harley's grip. "No! I've seen enough of you to know your tricks, cabbage head!" She yelled angrily. "How dare you even try to approach me after all you have done? I should have Glaceon freeze you!" She threatened. Harley's eyes darkened, his apologetic face disappearing.
"Have it your way, May." He spat the name as if it was poison. "We'll just see who wins this contest." He said darkly, whirling around and walking away.
Drew smirked. "Cabbagehead? What is it with you and peoples hair colors being insults?" He asked teasingly.
May huffed. "I. Hate. That. Man." She said with venom. Drew nodded.
"He is a bit of a jerk." He agreed. May smiled.
"A bigger jerk than you, that's for sure." She teased. Drew smirked.
"At least I'm not an airhead." He said sarcastically.
And thus, the great insult battle of 2015 began.
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"At least I don't have a head full of grass!" May quipped, walking into the dressing room. Drew smiled.
"Ya know, if we keep this going, we'll be yelling insults at each other from across the appeals stage." He said jokingly. May smiled.
"I suppose so... But I got the last insult, so I win!" She said happily, racing forward to go get changed.
Drew just stood there, a strange expression on his face. "Huh... I suppose you did." He said.
Inside the changing room, May changed into a beautiful blue dress, along with a blue bandanna. She brought out Glaceon, and put a blue bow on top of her head.
"Ready, Glaceon?" She asked. Her ice eeveelution nodded, yipping happily. She looked up at the monitors, watching as a coordinator and his Charizard pulled off a beautiful appeal. The familiar feeling of excitement filled her gut, and she absentmindedly patted Glaceon's head.
It seemed like only a few minutes later, her name was being called. Taking a steadying breath, she returned Glaceon and walked out onto the stage, smiling happily.
"Alright, Glaceon, take the stage!" She yelled, twirling around and throwing the Pokeball.
Glaceon emerged in a flurry of Blizzard, and struck a beautiful pose. Trainer mimicked Pokemon, and stuck one hand on her hip, the other raised high into the air.
"Use Ice Beam!" May yelled, throwing two frisbees into the air. Glaceon froze them happily.
"Now, use Quick attack, and follow up with Ice Fang!" She yelled. Glaceon jumped up, Quick Attacking towards the two flying disks. She bit right into them, causing the ice coating the plastic to explode, and rain everywhere.
She landed with both frisbees in her mouth. She handed them to May, who bowed to the audience.
"Wow! With its Ice Fang, Glaceon has created a beautiful display of raining ice!" Lillian Meridian said, smiling. "What a great appeal for the winter holidays! Let's see what the judges think..."
"May used her Pokemon's beauty perfectly, showcasing not only it's power, but also it's appeal." Nurse Joy said. An 8.5 flashed on her screen.
"That was truly remarkable!" Mr. Sukizo said remarkably. A 9.6 flashed on his screen, and the crowd cheered.
"May truly exhibited what it means to be a coordinator. She used her Pokemon's strengths to their fullest, showcasing the stronger one's and complimenting the weaker one's." Mr. Contesta said. An 8.9 flashed on his screen.
May's total score appeared on the giant TV: 28.0. May smiled happily. That was a pretty good score!
She returned Glaceon and walked off the stage with one last wave to the crowd. She entered the changing room with a happy sigh.
"Nice appeal out there, airhead." Drew said, handing her a rose. "That's for Glaceon, by the way." He said arrogantly.
"I'll be sure to tell Glaceon you liked her appeal, Grasshead." May said. Moving towards a bench. Drew blocked her.
He pulled a larger, redder rose out of his pocket. "This one's for you." He said, throwing it at her. She caught it with a stunned expression.
He left before she could say anything, and she just stood there, a happy look on her face, staring down at the beautiful rose in her hands.
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It was a few hours after the contest. May was standing outside in the moonlight, staring at the objects in her hands. A red rose, and a pink and blue contest ribbon.
She had won. In a final battle between her and Drew, Glaceon had barely pulled through to win the contest. Key word, Barely.
Drew had been no where to be seen since his loss. He seemed to have taken it well, only smirking and saying, "Well, airheads have to win sometimes."
"Hey, airhead." A familiar, arrogant voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts. She looked up to find Drew himself standing right next to her. "Nice win." He said, all traces of arrogance gone.
"Thanks, Drew." She said quietly, severely thankful that the dim moonlight didn't betray her blush. "You did well too. If Masquerain hadn't been frozen, I'm sure you would have won."
"Thanks, but you earned that ribbon. It had nothing to do with ice." He said. May gaped.
"Wow, for a grasshead, you are really being modest here." She said incredulously. Drew shrugged.
"Guess I ran out of arrogance." He said, looking up at the moon. May fidgeted, not really sure of what to say.
"So, I expect to see you at the next contest. I have to beat you somewhere." He said. May smirked.
"And there's the arrogance we were looking for." She said. She opened her mouth to say something else, but was silenced by another rose being shoved into her hands.
"That's for kicking Harley's butt. I have never seen him look so shocked." He said. He shoved his hands in his pockets, and walked away, leaving May alone with her thoughts.
Smiling, she put the rose gently in her pocket. She walked away in the opposite direction, humming to herself. She clipped the little ribbon into her case, and walked away.
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