Chapter 12: Fighting at Midnight (Meeting)
A/N: Ah, the most heated part of this saga is here in a limousine (I wish). Of course, I've not enough money for a limousine LOL.
By the way, for now, please replace every phrase that mentions "thirteen trainers" with "fourteen trainers" in your mind. Later I'll change it. Thanks!
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Red, who self-assumed the position as their (idiotic and "forever alone") leader, clapped his hands together. "Well, let's wrap it up! We've been at it for three hours straight, so let's use the remaining hour to rest and re-charge ourselves for the strenuous upcoming battle."
Indeed, it was nine o'clock at night. Seeing that they probably needed two hours to get there and meet Team Harmony, they had only an hour to rest their stressed-bent minds.
"Green?" Pearl said.
Green raised an eyebrow questioningly, wondering what the wrecking ball with gravity-defying blond hair could want from him (cue the song Whaddaya Want From Me).
"Do you have a spare private room?" Pearl posed his question in his trademark hasty manner.
"And what do you need that for, if I may ask?" Green replied in a slightly amused manner (alien Green alert).
"No, you may not ask," Lyra said without lowering her voice, giggling.
Green shot her a death look (the "don't mess with the dude" look). The girl with gravity-defying brown hair ignored him and reassumed her life as a giggler.
"I just want to spent some time with Platinum away from some nosy people," Pearl said, looking pointedly at Blue.
"Hey!" Blue said indignantly. "So being born to be like this is my fault, huh?!"
Green sighed. "Can't blame you. Okay, Pearl, there's a room next to Daisy's."
"Daisy's room is labelled, right?" Pearl questioned.
Green nodded.
Pearl took a step forward, but halted. "Left or right?"
"Left" came the gruff reply.
Pearl wasted no time. His hand grabbed Platinum's like a Pidgeotto swooping down on a Caterpie (um... wrong much?). He then renewed his nickname as "Mr Speedster" by "speedster"ing down the hall (think a hipster that is like Pearl, or vice versa).
Yellow was shocked. Pearl (with Platinum being dragged behind) had left a cloud of dust in his wake (Platinum left a lot of "Pearl! Slow down!"s). She coughed when some dust got into her nose.
Red noticed Yellow's predicament and handed her a tissue. Blushing like heck, Yellow accepted shyly. Red smiled at the teenaged blonde.
I think there's some evil force backing Red. I think they sent him to murder me by smiling at me in a totally lush way... Eek! Yellow thought, feeling a bit melodramatic.
I think Pearl's right about these people being actors of a stupid soap opera, Silver grumbled in his mind, shoving his hands into his jeans pocket.
"Wonder what they'll do there?" Gold waggled his eyebrows cheekily.
THWACK!
"When will you grow up?!" Crystal demanded.
"Never," Gold replied.
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Fourteen breaths turned into mist on the cold night. They could hear they're very heartbeats. And some weird crunchy sounds.
"Seriously, who da heck is eating at this time?!" Pearl roared, also sick of the tense silence.
"Must you do that?" Platinum asked. "I enjoyed your silence."
"Well..." Pearl puffed out his chest. "I didn't, and that stands for something!"
"It stands for that you cannot keep quiet for more that thirty seconds," Platinum pointed out.
"Gold's a born pervert, I'm a born talkative person," Pearl shot back, a smile curling on his lips. Arguing with Platinum now was different.
Platinum rolled her eyes. "You are so immature."
"Better than being mature."
"I emphathise with you, Platinum," Crystal said. "I know how it feels to be dealing with a childish male."
"Oh, now you too?!" Pearl huffed, folding his sleeved arms.
"C'mon, guys!" Yellow said, beckoning to them.
Together, the group walked in stealthily.
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"What took you guys so long?!" Indigo demanded in a hiss.
"Sorry," Red, their spokesman, answered sheepishly.
"Never mind," Indigo muttered. "We have half an hour before midnight, so quicken your footsteps."
"Oh, please, that's my lifestyle," Pearl bragged.
"I always thought your lifestyle was chattering on and on endlessly," Platinum and Diamond said simultaneously.
"Jynx, you owe me a soda!" Diamond told Platinum.
Platinum covered her chest. "I did not know my bust was so big," she muttered, aghast.
"Man, back off!" Pearl told Diamond. "Get your own girlfriend to admire her boobs!"
Diamond wasn't listening as he was too engrossed with his cookies.
"Hey, are you listening?!" Pearl's tuft of blond hair was trembling in anger. "I guess not," he mumbled. "I'm surprised you're not overweight with all that eating you do."
Indigo snapped her fingers. "Are you with us or are you in Mars?!" she demanded.
"I'm with you guys! What were you thinking?!" Pearl was indignant.
"Good, full of focus," Indigo said. She walked down the hall, with the others following her. She stopped in front of the very oddly-placed shelf thingy-majig (mentioned in Chapter 7) that was filled with sports equipment (when the hole in the wall of the room was downstairs).
"What about this stupid dingy thing?" Gold gave the "stupid dingy thing" a hard kick.
"Machoke!" Indigo sent out the Superpower Pokémon. "Focus Blast!"
"Isn't Focus Blast stupidly inaccurate?" Pearl wondered.
"Yes," Indigo said. She held a finger. "But my Machoke has the No Guard ability, which ensures both the Pokémon and foe's move lands. So the accuracy of moves doesn't really matter, since they're all hundred percent accurate."
The Trainers nodded.
After the smoke dissipated, the shelf thingy was lying on the floor in shambles.
There was a hole in the wall (literally).
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"I hope Yellow's okay at that sleepover of hers," Yellow's mum said.
"That girl will be okay," Yellow's gran replied dismissively. "What I'm concerned about is that Yellow isn't replying any of her Johto friends' emails, according to Julia."
"True."
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"Good thing you got rid of that smelly old wastage of space." It seemed that Gold had a vendetta against "that smelly old wastage of space".
"Now's not the time for that, Gold," Crystal reprimanded. "Indigo, what's that hole in the wall...?"
"That's the pathway to the attic!" Indigo answered with a dramatic sweep of her arms.
Awkward silence.
Which Red broke. "You look like a Pidgeot stretching its wings," he sniggered.
Indigo smiled. "Why, thank you! I'm truly honoured." She beckoned to the rest Yellow style. "Let's go up!"
"We shall!"
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It would have been pitch dark if it weren't for the candles lining the banisters.
"This seems like a X-rated scene from a movie," Gold sniggered.
That earned him a violent kick from the kicking mistress.
It was dead silent, except for the occasional eerie laughter echoing and reverberating around the room.
Yellow shivered slightly - she was nervous (and the place was darn cold).
Red smiled and gently placed an arm around Yellow's shoulders, believing that she was cold.
Indigo had a wistful smile on. "I wish my boyfriend was just as nice as yours, Yellow!"
Yellow's cheeks turned redder than ever before. "H-he's not my boyfriend!" she denied.
"Hmm? The two of you make a great couple."
Blue laughed. "Yes, another person who agrees! My non-blood sista!"
The two "non-blood sistas" high-fived.
"Um, I thought we're going for the battle of our lives, not here to find out our non-blood sisters or whatever?" Pearl asked, getting everyone back on track.
They reached the top sooner than expected.
And Team Chaos was at the top, waiting for them
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