Angel Wings, chapter 25

Amy47101: Ya know something Aqua? You're pretty smart.

Aqua*Flips hair over shoulder*: I know.

Amy47101: I mean, who would think about looking underwater?

Aqua*With a fist pump*: No one! o

Amy47101: Exactly, my friend! Let's do the disclaimer!

Aqua: Oh! I'll do it! Amy47101 does not own pokemon! On with the chapter! ;D

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(Eleanor P.O.V)

Carter and I happily jogged through Chicole, delivering paper after paper to the residents. We got kind waves from adults and looks of appreciation from the elderly. Kids looked at us in awe as they begged us into doing a capture, which we both happily complied to.

"So cool!" they cried out with clenched fists and shiny eyes while we released the two Wurmples we caught. "We'll be just like you when we're older!"

"But live while your a kid!" declared Carter. "You know the phrase, time flies when you're having fun!"

"You're right." mumbled one kid as he turned towards the small girl next to him. "Tag! You're it!"

I smiled as the kids darted between trees and giggled at her attempts to tag one of them.

"Play with us rangers!" cried one boy as he attempted to drag me into the game.

"Sorry," I said as I stood firm. "We've still got papers to deliver."

"Aawww!" he whined.

"Maybe later, okay?" said Carter as he ruffled one kids hair.

"...Fine." he pouted before he ran back to the game, going back to letting out happy screams. Carter took in a deep breath of air, smiling at the peacefulness.

"C'mon, we still need to go through Veintown." he said as he grinned. We jogged back towards Veintown, and began to deliver the papers, stopping first at a farmhouse.

"Hey 'lil guy." I said as I reached over the fence surrounding the Miltank and stroked the top of the its head. "How are you?"

"(Great! Little Tim just milked me a couple days ago, so Big Bertha should have some pudding!)" she, judging by the voice, exclaimed happily.

"C'mon, Eleanor!" yelled Carter. I looked up and realized that he was already on the front step. I hurried to catch up to him. We knocked on the wooden door, and a small boy with blond hair opened it up. He had on a baggy brown sweatshirt and green shorts. He looked at the two confusingly.

"Who are you guys?" he asked.

"I'm Eleanor and that's Carter. We're the new rangers here." I said.

"We came to deliver The Vein Tribune." Carter piped up, waving around one of the newspapers.

"Oh! Okay! Ma! Pa!" yelled the boy as he ran back into the house. I looked at Carter, and he shrugged, inviting himself into the home. I widened my eyes for a moment, before following him.

It was a quaint house. I saw that the actual living area was atop a deck-like structure, the ground floor had hay strewn across it. There were several pieces of furniture, and I noticed a doorway that I assumed led to the households bedrooms. I saw a girl with a brown ponytail in a pink sundress sitting bent over a notebook at a table. There was a small girl with blond hair holding a doll and staring out a window, not noticing our presence. Finally, there was a boy with brown hair in overalls with no shirt under it, crashing toy cars together.

"The Vein Tribune is here! Two new rangers brought it!" shouted the boy from before. Two adults walked into the room, obviously their parents.

"(Hey!)" declared Prince as he jumped off my shoulder. "(This guy smells like milk!)"

Prince ran up, and began begging from the skinny man. He shrieked, and hid behind his wife.

"It's gonna maul me!" he declared.

"Quit your silly antics! I thought you got over your fear of pokemon ever since Kate got you that Slokath." yelled the lady.

"Yeah, but-"

"But nothing! It's just an Eevee!" the lady looked at the Eevee, shock crossing her face before going back to strict discipline. "A strange gold and silver Eevee, but still an Eevee!"

"He's sweet!" giggled the small blonde girl as Prince allowed her to pet him. "What's his name?"

"Prince." I said as I bent down next to her. She laughed as Prince licked her face.

"I like him, even though he's funny colored!" she exclaimed as she picked him up onto her lap, and began to stroke his head.

"Look at this one!" cried the smallest boy in overalls as he scooped Cala off the ground and gave her a bear hug.

"(I... am... NOT... a toy, young man!)" exclaimed Cala as he began to spin in circles. "(Put me down this instant!)"

"Hey, kid," said Carter as he placed his hands on the boys shoulders to stop his spinning. "Please don't do that to Cala. You might really hurt her or get yourself hurt."

The boys eyes widened in horror, before holding a now dizzy Cala out in front of him.

"I sorry." he said. "I didn't mean to scare Cala."

"Good." said Carter. "Now why were we here...?" he pondered for a moment before snapping his fingers. " The Daily Vein! Were did I put them...?"

I reached out and snatched one from the table behind him.

"You're an idiot." I said as I handed the paper off to the man. "Here's your paper, Mr. Uh..."

"Little Tim." he said. "And this is my wife, Big Bertha."

"Nice to meet ya!" Big Bertha exclaimed. "Come by sometime! We'll offer ya some pudding!"

"Okay! Thanks!" I said as we left the farm-like home.

We continued on to several more houses, including Lilys house(Arceus, when did Happiny and it's evolutions have freaken' ninja skills?) and a young couple that looked ready for the beach.

"Last stop!" declared Carter as he rudely barged into the house. "Helllooooo!"

I looked around, and saw several wooden carvings of pokemon, including an elaborate, life sized carving of an Eevee off to the side. There were wood chippings all over the floor, and carving tools neatly lined up on a shelf. I heard rather loud snoring, and looked over to see a somewhat chubby boy sleeping with his arms folded on a table, and his head resting in his arms, as if using them as a pillow. He had teal green hair and bags under his eyes, indicating he was up late.

"Hey, doesn't this guy know it's nearly two in the afternoon?" asked Carter as he scratched his head. I shrugged, and made my way over to him.

"Hey," I said as I lightly shook his shoulder. "Wake up."

He snorted.

"Mr. Woodward, I stayed up all night making this..." he mumbled. I then noticed the small, wooden figurines scattered around him with a whittling knife laying near his hand. The figurines weren't as good as the Eevee in the front, but they were still pretty well crafted.

"Here, let me try." said Carter as he pushed me away and went up to the boy. He took a deep breath, and...

"DUDE!" he yelled so loud that I fell over anime style from surprise. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKEEEEEEEE UUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPP!"

The boy jumped up from the chair, and stood strait, his hand in against his forhead like one might address a general.

"PONTE REPORTING FOR DUTY!" yelled the boy, who I was guessing was Ponte. He blinked a couple of times. "Uh... who are you guys?" he thought for a moment, and gasped, a little bit over dramatically, if you ask me. "You're art thieves!" he declared.

"Seriously?" said Carter as he sweat dropped.

"We're rangers." I said as I picked myself up off the floor. "Here's the styler to prove it."

I showed him the device attached to my wristband.

"Huh." he said as he scratched his head. "Well, I've never seen that form of styler before, but a styler is a styler. I'm Ponte."

"I'm Eleanor, and that guy is Carter." I introduced as Ponte sat back down, but instead on a couch,

"You looking for..." he stopped mid sentence, and yawned. "Mr. Woodward?"

"Yeah, we wanted to-"

"He's probably down by Nabiki beach. He *yawn* loves taking those walks down there." he mumbled, eyes half closed. Soon, loud snoring once again echoed through the air. After staring at the sleeping boy, I turned towards Carter.

"Should we leave the paper?" I asked.

"Nah, let's jog down to Nabiki Beach and give it to the guy. The point of this mission was to meet the townsfolk." said Carter as he walked out the door. I, seeing that I really didn't get a say in the matter, followed him as we made our way down to the nearby beach.

When we got to our destination, we saw only one person, and elderly man, staring out to sea.

"Do you think that's Mr. Woodward?" I asked.

"Only one way to find out." said Carter. He went up and tapped the man on the shoulder. "Excuse me, are you-"

"Hiya!" screamed the old man as he whipped around, and bashed Carter over the head with his cane. I think he realized that Carter wasn't out to get him, but continued to beat him anyways. "You bad, naughty boy! Sneaking up on an elderly person like that! Why I outta-!"

Mr. Woodward continued to beat Carter with his wooden, handcrafted cane. I watched the predicament amusedly while Carter tried to explain himself to the man.

"(Might I ask where the popcorn is?)" asked Cala as she positioned herself on my left shoulder, opposite of Prince. "(I am finding this rather amusing.)"

"You and me both, Cala." I said as I smirked. After a rather large bump began to appear on Carters head, I decided it was high time I went in and stopped them.

"Sir," I said as I stepped out and held his cane, stopping him from hitting Carter again, "I sincerely apologize for my comrades rudeness. I hope that you can find in your heart to forgive us."

I looked down at my partner, and had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. Carter was sprawled across the ground. He had swirls in his eyes, with his tongue sticking out.

"Hrm... and who are you?" he asked.

"I'm Eleanor, a rookie ranger. That guy you just beat up with your cane is my comrade Carter." I explained. "Are you, by any chance, Mr. Woodward."

"The one and only!" he declared as he held out his cane. '"See this? Completely handcrafted. Cut down from an oak tree in Kanto."

"That's quite far." I noted as I studied the delicate carvings of vines ad leaves. "A work of art."

"That 'work of art' nearly gave me a concussion." grumbled Carter as he got up, rubbing his goose egg. Mr. Woodward narrowed his eyes, and bashed Carter upside the head again.

"It's rude to insult the work of others. Especially someone who has been doing the trade for over twenty years." said Mr. Woodward to Carter before turning to me. "Now what did you need, lass? A carving of those unusual Eevees' of yours?"

"Oh, Prince and Cala? No, we just wanted to deliver the Daily Vein to you." I said as I pulled Carter off the ground.

"Yeah, if I can only remember where I put the last copy." muttered Carter as he began to search around the ground he fell in. I rolled my eyes, and plucked the copy from his back pocket.

"Now you really are an idiot." I said as I smacked him playfully over the head with it.

"Damnit!" he cursed as he as he rubbed the bump. Mr. Woodward bashed him again. "What was that for?!" exploded Carter.

"It's rude to curse in front of a lady." said Booker as he took his newspaper and began walking back towards Veintown. "Have a nice day!"

"Yeah, nice enough until you came here." muttered Carter.

"I think he was purposefully finding reasons to beat you with that thing." I said as I sweat dropped. I turned towards him, and placed my head on the bump. It was bigger then I thought.

"Eleanor, I don't know if you ever had an old guy beat you with a cane, but the aftereffect hurts." said Carter with a wince.

"Just shut up and give me a minute." I muttered as I felt a slight amount of energy drain out of me, going into Carter and healing the bump away. "There."

Carter rubbed the spot were his bump once was, and grinned when he realized that it was gone.

"I still can't believe that you can do that."

"I still can't believe that you got beat up by an old man." I said. "Just wait till Barlow finds out!"

Then I took off running.

"Hey, Eleanor!" I heard him yell behind me.

"ELEANOR!" he hollered. I wasn't even phased by his yells. I just kept running.

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Amy47101: Okay, filler chapter! So, yeah... um... read, review, and stay tuned!

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