Nanashi: Okay, I am not a professional beach bum.
_______Nor am I associated with anyone who knows one…
_______So if there's anyone who knows what my beach bum is actually saying
_______Please tell me so that I can figure out if he's saying what he's supposed to say!

Freckles: Here's an Idea…
_______STOP BEING SO RANDOM!!!!!!!

Nanashi: I'm not trying to be! Groan…
_______Just read the chapter and you'll see my problem…

National Suicide Hotline:1-800-488-3000

The pen is mightier than the sword, but can't hold a candle to ignorance.

"Oh, so that's where you went," Eddie's smile slowly disappeared. I almost wished that it would come back, "This is unfortunate."

"Vulpix PIX," Kiki shrieked, "Pix pix Vul Pix! Pixpix vul vul PIX!"

"Tor Chic chic Torchic."

The Ponyta neighed a little bit in the background as Eddie bent down to my level.

"You are who I think you are, right?"

"(Well, I kind of hope not…)"

"Tyrone Bondell, Son of Gary and Jamie Bondell, Thirteen years old and works part time at his grandfather's farm. Since Mr. George Bondell lost his leg, working is very difficult for him. After his second heart-attack, his health has turned for the worse. So now, you go by his farm once in a while to…"

"(How the hell did you know all that!)"

"I did research."

"(But no one knows about my grandfather.)"

"You have to admit," Eddie laughed, "the last names are a dead give away."

"Vulpix PIIIIIXXXX," Kiki went completely mental and started to chase after Tyler.

"(Hey, what are you doing!)" I barked, "(Leave Tyler alone!)"

"No time for that," Eddie picked me up, "I have to talk to you more privately."

"(What! Put me down!)," I yelled as Eddie stormed off with me struggling to get out of his Herculean grip. Seriously, he was strong for someone my age. I felt like I was a smaller Puppy again.

"(Where the Hell are you taking me?)," I yelled again as Eddie hid himself quickly into a side hallway.

"What's going on in there," Brandy and Karen rushed past us. Eddie continued to run down in the opposite direction. He didn't seem to care that the twins saw him kidnapping me.

Eddie kept on running despite all of the cusses that I was yelling for him to let go of me. Eddie continued to run for another half an hour at most. Seriously, that kid should join a triathlon. It was completely unnatural how fast he was running. He only stopped running when we reached the old bell tower. He wasn't even breaking in a sweat.

"So where is it?"

"(Where's what?)"

"Stop playing dumb."

"(I'm not! I don't know what's going on here!)," I barked, "(How is it that you know that I'm Tyrone?)"

"I've seen Leo's aura and I know that you are no Leo. More like a Cancer really," Eddie smiled that stupid smile of his again, "Perhaps even a Virgo."

"(Why is it that you're creeping me out more?)"

"Let's just say that it's one I have my own little abilities, you know?"

"(No, I don't! That's what's making me so confused!)"

"I want to know who did this to you."

"(Well, why didn't you ask that in the first place? It was…)," my throat closed up, I took another breath to try again, "(It was…)"

…your innate loyalty… Don't tell anyone that I did this to you… Pokémon and Humans alike…

"It was…?"

"(Damn it! I can't tell you!)"

"Can't or wont?"

"(Hey, I'd tell you who, but I can't! I literally can't tell you who!)"

"Why not!"

"(Because Aneki told me not to!)"

"Aneki, Hm…," Eddie paused, "And I don't suppose you can tell me who your Aneki is can you?"

"(Why should I?)"

"Because I can only think of one thing that could do this and it's dangerous to have in human hands."

"(Well, if that's the case then why should I let you know where it is? After all, you're human.)"

"Because I'm a Curator of the Four Perpetual Kimon."

"(A who to the what now?)"

"Look, I'm one of the good guys here," Eddie finally put me down, "You've got to help me."

"(You kidnapped me and now you expect me to help you?)"

"I helped save your life long before you were ever beneficiary to me. And I even helped Leo find Milkshake. Shouldn't that be proof enough."

"(No, you saved me so that I could be your life slave.)"

"That was a joke."

"(A… joke?)"

"Yeah, a joke," Eddie's smile suddenly got friendly again, "Geeze, can't you guys take a joke? I was kidding about the whole servitude thing."

"(I don't know anyone who does research when they don't intend to get something from them.)," with that statement, Eddie's smile vanished again, "(I'm right, aren't I?)"

"Unfortunately, yes… but not for the reasons that you think," Eddie frowned, I didn't think that it was possible for him to do so, "I didn't want to do this…"

Eddie dug into his shirt and pulled out a ring tied to a chain. It was made of copper with silver engravings. A huge green and blue stone was planted in the middle of the ring. It softly radiated with a clean green light, as he slipped it onto his finger.

"Do you know that this is," Eddie said, showing me the ring, "this is what I used to help Leo find Milkshake for you. It's a very unique item, the only one of it's kind in this or any universe."

"(What are you going to do with that?)"

"Something that I'm not going to be proud of…," Eddie pointed the ring at me. "So please don't tell anyone. Dragon Gate, Open."

The ring's green light surrounded me much like the one that Jade used. It wasn't a burning sensation, but more of a wet feeling. It spread over my body like I was being engulfed in a swimming pool. It was a pleasant feeling. I felt stronger. Faster. Smarter even. Even the grass I stood on was growing greener and healthier. Honestly, I was wondering why he would regret doing this to me.

Then I started to realize what was happening to me. I could hear a wind pick up, even though one wasn't blowing. It was roaring in my ears. The sunlight intensified, until I was blinded. The soft grass on the ground felt like blades, despite my paws weren't being cut. My nose was the worse of all. My nose was blasted with every scent that was within a ten mile radius. It burned. My senses were going insane. I tried to covering them up, but even the slightest of any light stung at my eyes. My own heartbeat was pounding at my eardrums as if they were jackhammers. And I could smell the inside of my nose. Even when I covered it up, I started to taste what I smelled.

"(NOW TELL ME WHO YOUR ANEKI IS, OR THIS WILL NEVER STOP.)," Eddie whispered, but to my ears it was like he was a blow horn. I couldn't hear what he said correctly, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out what he wanted to know.

I tried to shout my answer. Which was a bad idea, it was even louder than even Eddie's voice. I fainted because of the intensity of my own voice.

"Shoot," I huffed, and took back the power I gave him, "I went too far. I almost killed him with that."

I flipped Tyrone over onto his back and checked his vital signs. He was still alive.

"Thank God," I sighed, staring at the Dragon Gate on my ring finger, "I still don't have proper control over this thing."

"You're lucky," I said slipping the ring back into it's hiding place, "Not many people get to experience this particular Gate's Ability to that degree and live. Even I have to be careful with…"

"Eddie, you little creep!"

I looked over my shoulder. A dark cloud was speeding towards the old bell tower. I could make out two figures. One was Karen was speeding on a bicycle with her Vulpix in the front basket. The much smaller one was Brandy pedaling slowly behind her on some little girl's bike. She looked ticked. She either remembered who I was or she was here to save… Tyrone…

"Looks like you don't have to tell me who your Aneki is," I laughed to myself, " Ooh, and she looks mad. Whatever shall I do?"

"Eddie, I'm going to kill you for what you did to me and Tyrone," she screeched as her bike did the same to stop. That Vulpix of hers almost fell out of the basket.

"Oh, so now you've come to save your dog," I chuckled with my usual smile.

"I'm challenge you to a Pokémon Battle," Karen pointed at me for dramatic effect.

"Figured you would," I smiled, "I'm ready to have some fun."

Meanwhile, back at the Pokémon Center.

"I like the pink one better than the blue one," Christen blushed, as she tied the Pink Ribbon around my neck, "It makes him look cute."

"Yeah, but see how beautiful he is with the blue one," Kayla laughed switching the Ribbons.

"But I like the pink one," Christen put it back.

"Yes, but he looks really pretty in this one."

"He likes Pink!"

"He likes Blue!"

"He wants to be Cute!"

"He wants to be Pretty!"

"(I want to be Dead!)"

"Cute!"

"Pretty!"

"Cute!"

"Pretty!"

"Cute!"

"Pretty!"

"Missing," Nurse Joy screamed, "all the Pokémon are missing!"

"Oh, they're not missing," Kayla explained to her, "Karen and Brandy took their Pokémon a while ago."

"And the Growlithe is with Eddie," Christen said.

"What about Tyler?"

"What are you talking about he's right…," Kayla said as they both looked.

I was gone.

"Hm," Christen laughed nervously, "Guess we should have seen this coming."

"Yeah, it's been happening a lot lately," her sister agreed.

While those two were arguing about what Ribbon I'd look best in, I ran for my manhood. (Or at least what little bit I had left.) I hid myself in a closet. I didn't want anyone to see me like this.

"Why?", you ask?

They put me in a dress, for Pete's sake!

"(They both know that I'm a male Torchic, so why are they doing this to me?)," I groaned, trying to reach the zipper, "(Now how do I get this thing off?)"

"(Here let me help you with that.)," somebody said as he grabbed onto the zipper.

"(Oh, gee, Thanks.)"

"(Sure no problem.)," the Ghost Shadow somehow smiled as my eyes locked with his bejeweled eyes.

A man was surfing having the time of his life. He wasn't surfing to compete, but just for the gnarly vives that he got from shooting the tube. All the other cats were cheering him on. He was one with the universe here. Nothing could go wrong today.

Or so he thought before something jumped out of the wave behind him and dragged him under. The surfer's breath didn't last for as long as it could have before he was swallowing the seawater through his lungs. His vision slowly blacked out, as a flow of white bubbles rose to the surface.

"(Dude, you're like, a reborn!)," the sparkling shadow exclaimed.

"(What! How did you know that?)"

"(Radical Dude, so am I!)," the Stableye backed up and presented himself a little more wholly, "(The name's Dylan! Oldest surfer who eva lived.)"

"(Um, Tyler… Uh, I don't really have a title…)," I reached out as if to shake his hand, er claw. I was still not used to my body, "(How can you be the oldest surfer if you died when you were like 20.)"

"(Totally, but I haven't stopped riding waves.)," Dylan did a surfer pose, "(Maybe you could come with me some day.)"

"(Sorry, can't. I'm kind of allergic to water.)"

"(Really? Since when, dude?)"

"(Um, since I… Oh, I don't know… Died!)"

"(Speaking of which, that was one whacked up death you had.)," he pointed at me like he was completely out of it, "(Your mojo was seriously messed with Bro. Not cool.)"

"(What the hell are you saying.)" I couldn't understand him if I had a 'Surfer Bum to English Dictionary for Dummies'. Of course, I'd have to relearn how to read first.

"(I'm guessing you're new at this right?)," the Sableye sat himself onto of a paint can, "(See, Bro, when a pair of reborn dudes meet, they'll be bound to have a vision of the other dude's past to help understand what that dude's siteation.)"

"(O…kay…?)"

end

Surfer Bum to English Dictionary for the Uninformed. (Nanashi's Amateur Edition)

Bro- pal or buddy. Not literally related brothers.

Dude- (Usually) a fellow male of any rank.

Man- Usually referring to those who bring your down, can also be considered as a "clean cuss" word.

Whacked up- Messed up. ~or~ Fooled around.

Cave- the tunnel formed as a wave curves on itself.

Mojo- Aura, Mana, Lifeforce, Karma, your Soul, evil monkey in PPG, etc.

Siteation- Mispronounced "Situation".

Eva- Mispronounced "ever".

Gnarly- Sweet. Cool. Alright. (see also "Wicked")

Wicked- A Broadway musical, based on the "Wizard of Oz" characters. -OR- a slang term meaning Awesome!

Cats- A the oldest musical to be on Broadway -OR- A really old Slang term for someone in your crew.

Surfer Bum to English Dictionary for the Uninformed. (Tyson's revised Edition)
A Special Thanks to one "Tyson Rex" for this Improved Version (2-7-2010)

Surf- The only actual english surfers use

Bro- male pal or buddy. Not literally related brothers.

Bra- Female pal or buddy. Not literally related sisters.

Dude- a male of any rank.

Dudet- a female of any rank

The Man- Usually referring to those who bring your down, can also be considered as a "clean cuss" word.

Whacked up- Messed up. ~or~ Fooled around.

Tube OR Curl- the tunnel formed as a wave curves on itself.

Shoot The Tube- Going into the Tube also known as the Curl

Mojo- Aura, Mana, Lifeforce, Karma, your Soul, evil monkey in PPG, etc.

Siteation- Mispronounced "Situation".

Eva- Mispronounced "ever".

Gnarly- Sweet. Cool. Alright. (see also "Wicked")

Wicked- A Broadway musical, based on the "Wizard of Oz" characters. -OR- a slang term meaning Awesome!

Cats- the oldest musical to be on Broadway -OR- A really old Slang term for some people in your crew.