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Hey anyone wanna review or send me an OC or two? I need some competetion for the PCCC, and your characters would really help. I have one, but that's it xD So please help this poor, young wanna-be writer… pwease? Just kidding; I won't beg, but if you want to send something in, feel free to. Well, ciao ;] Oh yeah, if someone could tell me the cries of Blaire and Drew's pokemon in word form? That would help me tons :D Well, now I can say it: ciao.
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"Hey, Drew! You should dress up like Roselia!" Blaire suggested.
"Why don't you?" he asked dully.
"Because I'm going to be a Flaffy!" she exclaimed with a grin.
"Good luck with that," he said bluntly.
"Well, what are you going to be then?" she asked, irritated with his attitude.
"Roselia."
With that, Blaire face-planted into the carpet.
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Another two days had passed since they were in Mauville. Now they were picnicking in a small clearing next to a pond. In another day, they would arrive in Slateport, giving them a day of practice before the contest. Well, if Drew accepted her.
"Come on, Horton, it's not that bad," Blaire tried to reason.
Drew stayed silent, trying to ignore her. This girl was impossibly irritating. First, she started stalking him. Second, she embarrassed him in front of the press. Third, she told everyone they were traveling and contest partners. Fourthly, she was Blaire, the annoying, sarcastic, witty girl that wouldn't leave him alone.
"Just take it like a big boy and move on! Jeeze! You're so childish" she grumbled, setting the blanket down for his highness to sit his royal rump on.
He still ignored her, to her aggravation. She knew she embarrassed him a little but someone had to squash his enormous ego, right? If she didn't, who would? That's right, no one would. Drew would still be prancing around believing he was one, if not the, most handsome, charming man in the world. In other words, he was a stuck-up piss-off that would most likely get jumped if he didn't have so much female protection.
Since Blaire was smart enough to bring food for her trip, she grabbed a loaf of bread, a tomato, packaged lettuce, a knife, and a pan. Looking inside her bag, she was mentally deciding whether she wanted to use salami or chicken.
"Hey, do would you rather have salami or chicken?" she asked thoughtlessly.
Drew looked at her, surprised to see her surrounded by so many utensils. He wondered how she managed to fit all that in her backpack.
'A magical, never-ending bag?' he concluded.
"Well?" she asked, holding up the two options.
"Chicken."
"But why chicken?" Blaire whined.
"Fine, then salami," he answered, not exactly caring.
"But chicken is healthier," she murmured.
Drew just shrugged, admitting that he was paying attention to her. Blaire was someone hard to ignore. It was like she wouldn't allow you to not pay attention to her, like lightning.
"Then chicken it is!" she proclaimed, making a quick sandwich and tossing it to Drew. "Do you think your pokemon will be hungry?"
"I don't know. Why don't you ask them yourself?" Drew said as he laid on the blanket, relaxing in the sun.
"Great idea!" she cheered, grabbing the five pokeballs off his waist.
"What? Hey! At least ask me first!" he complained.
Blaire just stuck her tongue out at him, obviously not listening to what he said. Throwing the balls up in the air, she released Drew's five pokemon. Roselia and Flygon let out a happy cry, while Masquerain and Butterfree exercised their wings. His last pokemon, Absol, let out a tiny yawn and stretched.
"Are you guys hungry?" she asked, squatting down to their level.
Drew smirked. He knew that his pokemon didn't really like anyone except him, especially Roselia. Did Blaire really expect to feed them? They would probably ignore her and flock to his side.
The five pokemon looked at her silently for a moment. She stared back, wondering why they were staring. A thought rushed into her head, and she dove her hand into her backpack, pulling out a giant bag of Poke'Food.
"I bet this is what you want, huh?"
Drew scoffed. His pokemon would not be bought by food. They were more dignified than that. They were HIS after all.
Blaire started to wave the bag back and forth, delighted that the group's eyes were following it. To make sure they were after the food, she started waving it faster. They were still looking at it. Not being able to resist the temptation any longer, Roselia ran up to the bag an hugged it, even if it was a good deal bigger than itself. Following Roselia's suit, the other four began to surround Blaire, who started chuckling.
Drew couldn't believe it. His own pokemon were bought by food. So much for them being more dignified than that, but he knew he was better than that; there was not a doubt in his mind that he would be won over by food, especially something made by that witch. He stared at the sandwich in his hands. It was probably poisoned.
Grabbing five disposable dishes, Blaire poured a hefty amount into each of them, letting the pokemon dig in. They voiced their happiness before digging in, literally in Roselia's case. Blaire grinned. Her own pokemon went wild whenever she brought her hand-made Poke'Food as well.
'I wonder if they would like to meet Horton,' she thought.
"Electrike, Jolteon, game!" she called, throwing their pokeballs into the air.
One of the two came out and did a graceful flip before landing. The other simply let itself fall the ground. Both ran to their master's side, which pet them both along the ears.
"You guys hungry too?" she asked, waving the bag like she did for Drew's pokemon.
Jolteon let out an approving yip, where as Electrike simply tackled her and started licking her face.
"Fine!" she yelled, pushing her green pet off her.
Drew shook his head. So this girl planned on being his partner even though her pokemon was jumping all over her? That would be damaging to his reputation! And the incident two days ago was more than enough proof that she could do that.
Drew spotted two girls walking towards them. One whispered to the other while pointing at Drew. He smirked; he knew what they were talking about.
Dragging the seemingly shyer one behind her, one girl walked up to Drew. She had blonde hair and a cute face.
'And nice legs,' Drew thought, looking at her uncovered legs.
"Hi," she said, smiling girlishly.
Blaire looked up from the Poke'food she was pouring for her own pokemon. When did those two get there? She sighed, knowing that girls approaching the green haired boy would only do wonders for his ego. Scary what people can conclude after four days of knowing each other, but she didn't really get his character wrong.
"Hey," he said smoothly. "What brings you two ladies here?"
The blonde giggled while the girl behind her blush. The other girl had short black hair and a face as cute as her friend's. Well, it would be if it wasn't completely blotched red. Apparently, she wasn't one of those girls who could look cute while blushing. To Drew, her face looked like a tomato with eyes, a nose, a mouth, and hair.
"A-are you Drew?" she asked shyly.
He gave her a boyish grin, causing her to blush again.
"Yes," he purred, "And to whom do I owe the pleasure of meeting these cute ladies?"
The girls started giggling.
Ten seconds later, they were still giggling.
And twenty seconds later, they were giggling and whispering to each other.
Have you ever met people like that and made you wish you could sock them in the face to shut them up or make them stop being irritating? That's exactly how Blaire felt at the moment. Drew just thought it was a bit creepy. Waltzing to the haughty coordinator's side, Blaire wrapped her arms around him and gave the two girls a fake smile.
"Yes," she purred, "To whom do we owe the pleasure?"
The blonde glared at her and gave her a snooty retort, "We'll tell you our names as soon as you tell us yours. Oh, wait! Let me guess, you're name's Bi-"
"Blaire? Yeah, that's me? This guy's partner for the Pokemon Couples Coordinating Contest. And yours, little girl?" she asked, placing her head on Drew's shoulder.
"Uh-uhm… I-I'm Ad-" the smaller blackette started before the blonde began yelling.
"DON'T TELL HER YOUR NAME," she yelled, her face red with anger.
"Well someone's a bit cranky," Blaire sang, hoping to piss off the blonde more.
"I AM NOT CRANKY," she screamed.
Blaire rolled her eyes, "That's sure believable."
The blonde girl gave her an ultra-sharp glare and started snarling. Seeing the perfect opportunity to be the girl's knight-in-awesome clothing, he walked out of Blaire's grip and stood in between the two girls.
"Hey, just chill," he said to Blaire before turning to the girls, "I apologize for her unruly behavior so please don't mind her. She's no one of importance."
The blonde giggled and smirked at her. Blaire was now officially pissed. No one of importance, eh? Grabbing a bottle of water from her magical backpack, she walked up to Drew and poured it all over his head, even shaking the bottle to make sure no drop of water was left inside.
"THAT is unruly behavior," she yelled before pushing him down, "And that's even more unruly behavior! Would you like me to continue?"
Drew wiped the water from his eyes and stared at her in shock, wondering if that really just happened, but the blonde girl wasn't planning on letting her get away with that.
"What's your problem?" she asked, pushing Blaire's shoulders.
"Excuse me?" she retorted, pushing her back, but harder.
The blonde tried to add more force to surpass her shove before yelling, "All he's been was nice and THIS is how you treat him?"
Blaire shoved the girl to the ground, "Well, I don't believe that's any of your business!"
"Hey now, girls, let's try to settle this in a more appropriate manner," Drew tried to reason.
Blaire gave him an icy glare.
"Yeah, Blaire, why don't we have a little battle?" the blonde suggested with a feral smirk.
"Just don't start crying when you lose," she said, calling both of her pokemon to her side.
"And to make it interesting, why don't we make a little wager?" the girl asked, pulling herself off the ground.
"I'm listening."
"If I win, you let ME be Drew's partner for the Pokemon- whatever it is," she suggested.
"And if I win, will you leave?" Blaire asked.
The other rolled her eyes and flipped her hair off her shoulder, "Whatever. It's not like it's going to matter since you'll probably lose anyways."
"Fine. I'll play your game, but only because I'm going to make you eat those pretty, little words of yours," Blaire snarled.
"Fine by me," the other girl mouthed.
Drew jumped to his feet, "I guess I'll play as ref."
"Two-on-two battle," Blaire barked.
"Loser leaves, and winner becomes Drew's partner," the girl said, grabbing her pokeballs.
"May the better trainer win," the green-haired girl said humbly.
"I plan to."
Blaire glared, "Jolteon, Electrike, game time!"
"Go, Meowth! You too, Mareep!
"Meowth!"
"Maaaaa!"
"And start," Drew yelled, pulling his hands down.
"Meowth, fury swipes!" the blonde ordered, "Mareep, thundershock!"
"Dodge that, then agility-thunder fang combo!" Blaire commanded calmly.
The two pokemon jumped out of the way as soon as the command was issued and started racing around the Meowth and Mareep. The two were running so fast that dust seemed to be forming around them. Yellow sparks could be seen where Drew would guess their teeth would be, showing that they were going to attack.
The blonde girl was panicking. Whoever this Blaire-chick was, she was good-better than she was. Looking over at Drew, she regained her determination. She wanted to be his partner so she could make him fall in love with her. She would be much better than that stupid ex of his.
Blaire smirked when she saw the panic on the girl's face, "Go."
Her pokemon let out a feral snort and charged, knocking their two opponents several feet away.
The girl let out an aggravated snarl and barked, "Get up! Get up, you good for nothings!"
Blaire and Drew's eyes narrowed, both not liking how she treated her pokemon.
"Let's finish this, you two, agility-thunder-sand attack combo," Blaire ordered.
The two bolted toward the two down pokemon. Skidding to a halt, Jolteon turned around and flinged dirt with its back legs, while Electrike circled around. A cloud of dirt enshrouded their opponents, focused on only one area controlled by Electrike. The two exchanged a knowing glance only they could see. Lifting their heads to the air, the two released a powerful current of thunder into the cloud of dirt. When it cleared, the blonde's two knocked-out pokemon were clearly visible.
"And Blaire is the winner! Can both trainers please return their respective pokemon back to their balls?" Drew ordered, pointing his arm towards Blaire.
The blonde let out an angry scream and threw the pokeballs at her pokemon. Even though they bounced back to her, Blaire was still angry.
"You better treat your pokemon better than that," she said darkly.
The blonde sneered, "Why should I care what you think?"
"Because she's right," Drew answered with a glare.
"You know, the only reason I even caught these stupid creatures was so I could impress you, but you know what? I don't even care now! Go ahead and do whatever you want with them because I DON'T CARE!!!!" she said hysterically while laughing, throwing the balls at Blaire.
She flinched a little from the impact, but glared as she dragged her friend off.
"I-I'm sorry!" the girl with black hair yelled to her and Drew.
"SHUT UP! DON'T TALK TO THEM!!!" her 'friend' shouted.
As the two disappeared from sight, the blonde screamed, "I WON'T FORGET THIS!!! JUST WAIT!!! I'LL GET YOU BACK!!!"
Disregarding the obscene language not mentioned, Blaire picked up the two pokeballs and looked at them sadly.
"What should we do with them?" she asked quietly.
Drew returned all his pokemon to their respective pokeballs, remembering he forgot to return them before the battle. Blaire looked at him, waiting for his answer.
"Let's take them with us until we reach Slateport. Then, we'll let them decide for themselves what they want to do," he answered, throwing all the supplies into Blaire's bag.
She looked at him unsurely before minimizing the pokeballs and attaching them to one of the many dangling straps of her belt.
"You better be prepared for that contest," Drew murmured quietly.
Blaire was surprised. Did that mean…
"You're letting me be your partner?" she questioned aloud.
"Just don't make me look bad," he retorted
"YES!!!" she cheered, jumping onto his back.
Drew let out a startled grunt before pushing her off; this was going to be one heck of a ride for him.