Chapter 14: Paralyzed

A/N: Welcome back! This time, we're showcasing Lyra and Silver versus a random Team Harmony commander person whatever.

I don't own the movie Johnny English either.

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Lyra sauntered forward like a gangster. "Yo, Mr Harmony-who's-actually-kinda-evil!" she said. "Silver and I will take you down! And that's that! KYAAH! Go, Starmie!"

Silver massaged his temples, wondering how someone as quiet as him could even know someone as noisy as Lyra. That girl boggled his mind. Sighing, he released his Weavile.

Lyra blinked. He knows the code! He's gonna protect my Starmie from super-effective Ghost and Dark moves. She then thought about it. We'll be so screwed if Mr Opponent sends out a Bug-type Pokémon, though... she thought.

Laughing, their male opponent sent out a Drifblim. "Yes, I must introduce myself. I'm Johnny. Pleased to meet you." He smirked.

Seriously?! Johnny?! A name for an evil person? That's the kinda name of a little kid in a little kiddy book! Or that guy a movie's named after... Yeah, Johnny English! Lyra sweat-dropped.

"It doesn't matter what you're named!" Lyra exclaimed. "What I know is that you're going down! Down, down, down, down, down!" she added comically. "Starmie, use Ice Beam!"

"I see," Johnny (who had a strange name for an evil dude), "even though your Starmie's weak to some of Drifblim's moves, the STAB ones in particular, you had a trick up your sleeve. A counter-measure as Ice Beam, huh?"

"Weavile, Dark Pulse!" Silver commanded coolly.

"Ah, Weavile," Johnny said in a posh voice while Lyra mocked him and pulled faces. "It has a double type advantage over my Ghost and Flying Drifblim! You kids sure know your stuff. How fearsome!"

He has something up his sleeve... Silver narrowed his icy eyes in suspicion.

"Well, time to take out the one that will present itself as the huger threat," Johnny said matter-of-factly. "Thunder Wave!"

That attack (or rather, non-attack) was aimed at Silver and his Weavile. Yep, you heard me correctly. Silver was paralyzed by the effect of Thunder Wave (which paralyzes the foe, which is kinda obvious).

Lyra's eyes widened in shock. "Silver!"

"Drifblim got a chance to learn it when I picked up the TM," Johnny said, shoving his hands into his orange pants' pockets (combined with his orange shirt, gloves, hat and boots, he looked like a traffic cone that came alive and evil).

Lyra spotted Silver struggling to pull himself free of the Thunder Wave but his efforts went down the drain (and into the sea). Silver's face was pulled into a tight grimace, as though he was simply made to take very sour medicine.

Wow! He's so strong and calm, as though his soul is as hard as rock. If I were him, I'd be freaking out like mad, Lyra thought admirably, feeling herself go into major fangirl mode. She then reminded herself that she had to concentrate as

1) Silver was paralyzed (the poor boy),

2) the others were engaged in their own battles (save for Blue and Green), and

3) Blue and Green were (very cosily) resting at a corner, so it didn't seem like they'd happily leap in and yell, "Yo! We're the cool reinforcement pair! At your service!" (Okay, maybe Blue would say that, but Green would just act deadpan and bored while muttering about a certain pesky woman).

I have to use Focus Energy! Lyra joked to herself.

"Okay, let's do this!" that girl who thinks she has to use Focus Energy shrieked like an opera woman (not that I have anything against opera women, but still...). "Starmie! Thunderbolt!" She looked at Johnny and pointedly said, "I had a chance to teach Starmie Thunderbolt using a TM."

Johnny narrowed his eyes, trying to suss out what Lyra was doing. He could tell that Lyra had another trick hidden (perhaps in her hat?), hence he had to be careful.

"You shouldn't do that," Lyra stated. "It makes your micro-organism-sized eyes turn into the size of an atom."

Johnny rolled his eyes. "You're in a battle and you have the time to worry about eyes and whatnots?!"

"I don't give a crap," Lyra shot back while giving Silver a look that said "You can get out of that trap on your own, right?".

"What an impertinent girl!" Johnny mumbled angrily.

Lyra! You're trying to distract the enemy so that he can't ensure that I won't get out... right? he thought, staring at the brunette in shock.

Yes, I am! I'm positive you can do it! Lyra wasn't psychic (and neither was Silver) - the only reason why they knew what the other was thinking was because they could tell what the other wanted to say via the eyes (whether the eyes is the shade if chocolate or coins).

"Starmie!" Lyra yelled. "Hidden Power!"

Johnny sussed something out. "That was super-effective..."

"That was of the Dark type, as a guy from the Celadon Game Arcade told me, at least," Lyra replied. "He claims he has a hidden power to tell what type a Pokémon's Hidden Power is."

"Interesting." Johnny rubbed his chin with an orange-coloured gloved hand. "Drifblim, use Ominous Wind!"

"Fight back with Blizzard!" Lyra egged on her Starmie. She stretched her left hand behind her casually. "Psychic!"

"What do you think your Starmie can do against my Drifblim?!" Johnny announced in a braggart voice.

"Says the guy whose Drifblim was gasping when taking the brunt of Ice Beam," Lyra pointed out rudely.

Meanwhile, Silver could actually flex his gloved fingers. After a short while, the redhead also found out that the effects of Thunder Wave was slowly fading.

How?! he wondered, trying to figure it out in his sharp mind.

He looked down and spotted a Paralyz Heal.

I see... When Lyra stretched her left hand out behind her calmly, she was actually holding a Paralyz Heal! So she dropped it, the noise masked by that battle raging on between them... Silver picked up the bottle. But this is a spray-type medicine... How could she...? Ah!

Silver recalled what Lyra had said a few minutes back.

"Fight back with Blizzard! Psychic!"

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Everything made sense. Psychic wasn't meant to be an attack, but it was supposed to be something to spray the Paralyz Heal on Silver!

He knew what to do. He hurried near his Weavile and sprayed the remaining healing stuff on the Pokémon.

After his Weavile was back in action, he and Weavile (which recently evolved) crept behind Drifblim bulgar-style.

Lyra's backed into a corner, even though she has pretty cool moves to deal with Drifblim, Silver silently noticed.

"Weavile! Ice Beam!" Silver said.

In a flash, Drifblim was down.

"WHAT?!" Johnny exclaimed. "How's that possible?! How did you get out of the Thubder Wave trap?!"

In response, Silver held up the Paralyz Heal bottle, which was now empty.

Soon, Johnny figured out what Silver figured out a minute ago.

"So that's what it was!" Johnny exclaimed. "Crap, Boss took the rest of my Pokémon, since I'm the strongest subordinate! Smell you guys later!" He sped off.

"Hey, I put deodorant this morning and three hours back!" Lyra exclaimed. "Surely I can't smell that bad!"

Silver rubbed his head. "Thanks," he said quietly, feeling extremely embarrassed. "Thanks for helping me earlier."

"Ah, no problem. It had to be done," Lyra added, grinning.

Silver cast his eyes over Lyra. And for the first time, Silver actually smiled.

Lyra's heart fluttered slightly. "Hey, after this, how about I crash over at your house?" she suggested.

Silver's cheeks heated up very slightly.

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A/N: Ugh, all this romance and fluff is killing me! Uhhhhhhh...

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