Chapter 4: Rebel

A/N: I've run short of humorours ideas, okay? I must say, a one-word chapter name is really refreshing.

Rebel, rebel, rebel... What could this mean?

BTW, I don't own Xbox.

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"Let's go!" Blue announced. She grabbed Yellow's hand and hurried out.

Red looked at Green. "Do we follow?"

Green shrugged, but still followed the two girls to... wherever they went. Of course, if they were going to the loo, Green would immediately stop in his tracks. It's the unwritten male law - it's the opposite of the unwritten pervert law, which was "Follow the female into the loo".

To both boys' relief, the two girls stopped outside Rainbow Café, an extremely famous café, which was well-known for it's wonderful drinks. Coffee and tea drinks, not alcoholic ones. If they sold drinks with alcohol, the café wouldn't have been a café in the first place and would have been a bar instead.

Green and Red hesitantly hovered outside the café, until Blue impatiently waved them in.

"Listen, Yellow," Blue said once the boys have seated. "There's some stuff you need to know about us."

"I'm listening," Yellow replied slightly nervously, while praying the boys - Red in particular - didn't hear the hesitation in her voice.

"Okay." Blue took a deep breath. "I've several other friends at school, and I must warn you, we're kinda like class rebels." She paused. "Well, except for Green and several others. He's too silent to be a class rebel," she added with a slight snigger.

Green rolled his emerald orbs. Blue felt her heart skip a beat.

"Class rebels?!" Yellow freaked out. "As in, you rebel against the teacher?!" With each word, her face paled even more.

"She's way too crappy for her own good anyway," Blue said calmly with a small shrug. "So, yeah, we rebel against the teacher."

"You don't have to rebel, if you don't want to," Red added kindly, seeing that Blue had forgotten to mention it.

"Yeah," Blue agreed, "you shouldn't attract too much attention. Not yet," she added cheekily.

"It's okay..." Yellow mumbled.

Blue, Red and Green looked at each other in confusion. Why was Yellow so cool about attracting attention? What did she mean that "it's okay"? Did Yellow attract attention in her previous school? Did Yellow have a hidden diva that no one knew about?!

"Oh, right," Yellow said sheepishly. "I haven't gotten around to telling you guys yet." Then she thought about the crazy last week, with the attention received, Xbox playing and having a fling boyfriend. "Um..." She hesitantly looked at the two male subjects.

Blue chuckled. So it was something not meant for the male ears to hear, huh? That would be fun! With a smirk, she got up. "Hey, Yells, tell me in the loo? So that some people won't hear and get a major nosebleed?"

Just hearing that made Red's nose bleed. "Ugh, I've a bad feeling about this," he groaned.

Green's lips curled into a small smirk. "Looks like someone's horny."

"Just shut up," Red muttered, using his napkin the wipe away the blood.

"It's my mouth."

"And I want to control it with a remote, problem?"

"Yes." Green's smirk grew bigger.

Red's eyes flashed dangerously. "Try me."

"You try me."

"You're too stupid to try," Red shot back.

"Boys..." Blue mumbled, while Yellow was silent in frozen shock, since she had heard Green's voice. In fact, he had rattled off a load of words.

"Says the boy he failed almost all his tests except Berry one," Green said matter-of-factly.

"Berries are easy!" Red said.

"Does that mean you're so thick you can only process info about Berries?"

"Well, I can process the fact that you're an ass very well, thank you very much!" Red snarled indignantly.

"You're not welcome."

"I never said I wanted to be."

Blue sighed. "Don't mind them," she told Yellow. "So, let's take our discussion to the loo!"

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Yellow leaned against the wall and told Blue the events of her very. Epic. Week.

Blue screamed when Yellow got to the part about Darren. "You, eh?! You...!" she cried.

"I know, I know," Yellow replied. "Not. Me. At. All."

"Wow" was all Blue managed to say. Then she grinned. "Was he a good kisser?"

"Eh?!"

Their conversation attracted loads of attention (and weird stares).

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"Oh ho!" Red said triumphantly. "So you don't give a crap about Berries? They're very important stuff that helps your Pokémon. Some Berries weaken the foe's super-effective attack, while others heal status problems of your Pokémon. There's also stuff that slightly heals your Pokémon's health, and there's those that can be made into Poffins, but we'll let the Sinnoh people talk about those."

"I know they're important," Green replied while rolling his eyes at his best friend's immaturity. "But are they all you rely on?"

"Course not!" Red crashed his fist onto the table, startling the other customers. "I train my Pokémon well! And what're you busy doing in that Gym of yours?"

"Battling trainers, duh," Green told Red. "And wait. And wait."

"Why didja become a Gym Leader anyway? Cos you need more pocket money for school?!" Red teased.

Red's words struck a nerve, but Green didn't let that send him off track.

So the argument raged on (hopefully without physical contact).

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Blue and Yellow were simply stunned. They were gone for ten minutes and the boys were still at it. Amazing. Simply amazing. And Blue was particularly awestruck because she'd seen the two boys argue before, but those had usually lasted five minutes, then one of them would let the matter slide (or Blue would step in in other occasions).

The two males were red-faced and panting for breath.

Red smiled. "Wanna go again?" he panted.

"I never said it's over," Green replied with a huge grin.

Yellow's jaw dropped. Blue's did too, but because she had noticed how breathtakingly handsome Green was when he grinned, which he didn't do often. Yellow's dropped because she was shocked at the boys' strange behaviour.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Blue cried, feeling like a referee (and less like an average girl).

The two boys blinked innocently.

Nice try, Yellow thought.

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A/N: Writer's block, writer's block! Ugh, where's Camellia when I need her? Oh right, she's at the market.