Author's Corner.

Aqua: Yay! It's bad guy day and what better way to start it than having our two sexiest evil characters in the corner.

Alphinia: Why am I here…?

Aqua: Oh don't be so shy! Boys love the emo blonde types.

Alphinia: …..Okay….Zzzzz.

Aqua *sweat drops heavily*: How…cute. Anyway, we have a request from a fan named Slybill for dear Alphinia to do the disclaimer. Awww, don't you want me to do the disclaimer? I'll even do it in my bedroom voice too.

Aqua clears her throat and Alphinia subconsciously blocks her ears.

DISCLAIMER: SLY DOESN'T OWN POKEMON BUT- (UNFORTUNATELY WE HAVE TO CENSOR THIS SECTION OF THE DISCLAIMER AS OUR SOUND ENGINEERING STAFF ARE TOO TURNED ON TO FUNCTION. SO SHUT YER TRAP AND HAVE A NICE DAY NOW)

Nimbasa City Entrance Terminus, Unova Region.

Top Ranger Rain stepped out of Route 4 and into the air conditioned terminus. A guard sat at the counter looking quite fidgety that morning. He was especially on his guard because of an incident the other day involving a couple of kids on a loud light cycle and a pompadour flying through the air not long after.

"Good day sir. Welcome to Nimbasa cit-" he started but stopped as Rain suddenly giggled for apparently no reason. As quickly as it started, it stopped abruptly as the ranger turned his dead eyes to face the slightly frightened man.

"Oh sorry, my friend here just told this joke and I couldn't help but chuckle. Hope I didn't startle you?" he asked flatly. The guard slowly shook his head and remained silent. Friend?

Rain looked around the terminus and spotted a barely noticeable trace of tyre-marks on the carpet. Bending down, he stuck out a finger and drew it over the tyre marks before putting the finger in his mouth making the guard fidget once again. Then he started talking to no one again and our poor guard quickly assumed that another weirdo had broken loose again.

"Sorry, has anything strange come through here lately?" Rain asked interrupting the guard's line of thought.

Other than you, he remarked before nodding his head. "Two kids on a….light cycle and a man with a Gliscor yesterday, Sir."

"Hmmm…" the ranger pondered. "Did those kids have a Jolteon?"

The guard racked his brain for a few seconds before nodding. He had definitely seen a streak of yellow on that bike so maybe it was a Jolteon.

The ranger grinned creepily at this response and placed a hand on our now nervous guard.

"Thanks Eric. My partner and I really appreciate the information." The guard cautiously nodded and instantly remembered something. His uniform had no name tag and he had never seen the stranger in his life. A while after the lunatic left, the silent guard dropped his hat on the table and went to fill in his resignation letter. He had always wanted to become an accountant anyway.

Gear Station, Nimbasa City, Unova Region.

Scarlet sat on the waiting bench eating a cinnamon roll and leaned lazily to the right, instantly dodging a flying block of wood aimed straight at his head.

"You jerk!" White cried as she stomped her way to the undisturbed hunter.

"How did training go?" he asked and dodged a small fist.

"Training? What kind of training is that? I had to battle twenty trainers non-stop cos the train attendants said I was a good battler!" she hissed loudly, aiming for his nose with another punch.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Scarlet replied plainly as he dodged the punch with relative ease and took another bite out of his roll.

"NO! I had to face the subway bosses and guess what? I WAS PUMMELLED!" she screeched causing other onlookers to cover their ears. "You promised me a ride on the Ferris wheel not train-"

"Okay, okay, we'll go to the stupid wheel so you can stop bitching now," Scarlet interjected with a sigh, stuffing the leftover roll in her mouth. That seemed to have calmed her down as her expression changed to that of delight at the taste of the delicious treat. Taking a bite of the snack, she hopped into step with her companions as they made their way out of the station and into the crowded street.

"The theme park is this way!" she exclaimed as she grabbed Scarlet's sleeveless arm and dragged him over the adjoining road. Jolteon gave a bark and followed the duo through the forest of legs in his way.

In no time, they crossed the road and were well on their way to the theme park when White suddenly stopped causing Scarlet to bump into her.

"What is it now?" the ravenette hissed and looked to where the trainer was gawking at. It was a large theatre looking hall with a neon sign board reading "POKEMON MUSICAL HALL."

Below the sign was an even bigger board saying "POKEWOOD OPENING TODAY!" in colourful letters. Scarlet raised an eyebrow. He had heard of the music hall before and it was, in Luca's words, a beautiful, but tragic, waste of money and space planned by an old man with too much time on his hands.

"It's today! It's today!" White exclaimed with a jump.

"Not that it concerns me or anything but what do they do here?" Scarlet asked. White faced him with a look of surprise.

"You've never heard of the Musical Hall before?" she asked with a short gasp. "It's a place where people dress up their pokemon in props' n' accessories and have them dance on a big stage. "

The thought of Jolteon in a bowtie and top-hat with a matching cape…dancing stupidly in front of people made Scarlet snort suddenly and grab his sides in laughter. Jolteon and White looked at the boy, puzzled. Wiping a tear from his eye, Scarlet stopped to catch his breath.

"That has got to be the dumbest idea ever! Personally, I'd sue that guy for embarrassing both trainer and pokemon," he stuttered between gasps before the thought of Jolteon dancing again sent him reeling in laughter.

"Actually, I kind of agree with you there," White said suddenly.

"You do?" Scarlet asked, laughter stopping abruptly. White scratched her head a little.

"Yeah, I'm more into movie making and modelling shows. That's why there's that POKEWOOD sign," she replied and pointed to the sign. "Apparently, the musical didn't do too well so a company took over the building and set up Pokewood. It's like a world for movie and pokemon lovers and everyone says it's gonna be a blast. And it's opening TODAY!"

"Now that's something you don't see every day," Scarlet remarked as he gazed at the building. How good was Jolteon at acting? Remembering suddenly what they had to do, he grabbed the jumpy trainer and walked to their real destination. "Come on movie star, I said I'd take you to the Ferris wheel not the movies."

Whimpering slightly, White followed him into the colourful theme park. Endless stalls lined the expansive park as she oohed and ahhed at the many exciting attractions.

"Scarlet let's try this one!" she cried and pointed to a stall offering prizes for knocking down some bottles.

"No," he replied and continued walking.

"How about that one?" she asked, pointing to a Basculin fishing contest.

"No."

"How about that one? " Bobbing for berries.

"No."

"Wrestling Boufallants?"

"No,"

"Dancing contest?"

"No."

"Roller Coaster?"

"No."

"Kissing the bearded lady?"

"HELL NO!"

"Then what are we doing?" White asked in exasperation.

"Taking the Ferris Wheel like I promised back in Castelia," the hunter sighed and located the huge steel wheel.

"You're boring!" White exclaimed and twisted her arm free of his grip. Breaking off into a mad run for the other attractions, White disappeared in the crowd leaving Scarlet puzzled.

"What did I do wrong?" the ravenette asked, genuinely confused and Jolteon shot him a look. "Hey! What're you looking at me for? I said Ferris wheel. I didn't say I'd take her anywhere else, did I?"

This kid needs to have fun more often, Jolteon deadpanned for the umpteenth time that year as he took off looking for White. Scarlet sighed and followed his partner. After a while, the duo found her eyeing some dolls on a stall.

"Step right up, ladies and gentlemen!" the owner called. "Shoot down a moving Ducklett and win a prize!"

White payed for a round before picking up the shotgun. Balancing the weighty gun in her arms, she aimed for the swaying wooden Ducklett before pulling the trigger.

"Missed!" she hissed and fished out five coins for five rounds. Scarlet sat on a bench not too far away and watched with a look of amusement as she shot, and missed, the targets. After the fifth unsuccessful round, Scarlet moved up to her and grabbed the gun. Slamming five coins of his own on the counter, he knocked down five Ducklett easily and collected his prizes leaving the owner and the some onlookers gaping in awe.

"Your aim was waaaaaaaaay off," the hunter smirked and wiggled the dolls in her face. "Unless you want me to throw' em away, I suggest you follow me to your stupid Ferris wheel and get this promise over and done with."

White crossed her arms and pouted before dragging herself in the direction of the giant wheel. "Meanie," she grumbled as Scarlet shoved the dolls in his bag and followed her triumphantly. His triumphant smirk fell however as he caught his pokemon staring at him with an accusing expression on his furry face.

"You're guilt-tripping me, aren't you?" the ravenette guessed and Jolteon nodded solemnly. "You're probably saying that I should do more for her since she has done well so far. Why do you care, fuzz ball?"

Jolteon wrinkled his nose and graciously rewarded his master's mocking question with a violent shock of electricity. With black hair standing on end, the half-conscious Scarlet grabbed White's hand and shoved her into the nearest roller coaster.

"Hey! What's going on?" the startled trainer asked as Scarlet looked to Jolteon who was standing a good distance away.

"You started this fuzzy, so you might as well join in!" The hunter cried with a smirk of vengeance as he grabbed his pokemon, knowing full well that both Jolteon…and he himself, loathed roller coasters.

"Vengeance is mine!" he screamed as the ride plummeted down a steep slope before going around three loops. Jolteon whined loudly as he felt his breakfast rushing into his head and White threw her hands in the air in excitement. The ride continued until it stopped abruptly at the very top of the tracks. Daring to look down, the trio realized that it was a ten storey dip from their position.

"Perhaps this wasn't a good idea…" Scarlet stuttered as his face went green. Before he could hurl, the ride started up again and barrelled down the tracks with White laughing and Jolteon barfing.

In ten minutes the ride was over and Scarlet held his consciousness long enough to here White scream "AGAIN!" and decided there and then that he would never see another theme park in his lifetime.

"That was fun, let's try something else!" White spluttered as she struggled to keep her wobbly legs steady. Scarlet's stomach had long since given up on him and he stood with his head dipped inside the recycling bin letting out all his troubles. Jolteon had lost his on the roller coaster long ago.

"Just. Not. Roller coasters," the hunter spat out as he wiped his mouth with a nearby tablecloth.

2 hours later…

White stuffed another ball of cotton candy in her already full mouth and Scarlet massaged his sore feet.

"Thanks for the free candy Ginger!" the trainer said as she took out another stick of the pink fluff.

"Considering the fact that I had to wrestle a Boufallant for it, you are very welcome," he replied through gritted teeth as he glared at his smirking Jolteon. "Satisfied now fuzz ball?" he hissed and sighed in relief as the lightening pokemon nodded.

"White…is that really you…?"

Turning her stuffed face to the person, White's mouth fell open and all the fluff in it nearly fell out.

"Elesa…?" she murmured. Scarlet eyed the woman in front of them carefully. She was slim, no, model-thin and she had on a large, fuzzy, puffy yellow coat that stopped at her thighs revealing very long legs underneath.

"Wait a minute, aren't you-" he started before getting rammed in the side by a horde of cameramen.

Gym leader Elesa grabbed the oncoming White with her arms outstretched and laughed heartily as the hunter painfully picked himself up from the ground.

"It's been a while kiddo. Are you on a training journey?" she asked as she took White's hand and steered her into one of the seats in a nearby café. Said girl nodded her head ecstatically before scanning the model thoroughly.

"Elesa, you look different!" she exclaimed in slight surprise. The Elesa of eight years ago used to have short blonde hair and headphones with long wires hanging down at the sides of her face. The Elesa in front of her now had black hair with two waist-length long bangs framing her narrow face. She still had headphones but they were of a different design now with upward-pointed spikes on each ear.

Scarlet pushed through the paparazzi and stumbled over to the seated females. "Hey! Don't run off like that!" he snapped as he nursed his aching backside. Elesa gave him a quick glance and whistled coyly before facing White with a sly look on her face.

"You sure have grown White. Three badges and a hot boyfriend to boot!" she remarked.

"She's not my girlfriend," Scarlet chipped in flatly. Talk about denial, the model sweatdropped at his blunt correction.

"What're you talking about?" White asked as she faced Scarlet. "Of course he's my boyfriend!"

Scarlet could've sworn that his heart just missed a beat in fear. Him? Boyfriend to that?

"He's my friend and he's a boy after all," White elaborated innocently and every single person dropped anime-style.

"I stand corrected, you haven't changed at all," Elesa concluded with a laugh. Scarlet gave a sigh of relief and Jolteon let out a low groan.

"So…can we get rid of the paparazzi now?" the hunter moaned as he shielded his face from an onslaught of flashes. The last thing he needed was for some newspaper to have his face on it.

"Take five, boys!" the model said with a snap of her fingers. In a minute, the annoying cameras stopped and the photographers were gone. Heaving a sigh, Elesa called a waitress over and ordered for a fruit shake.

"I'm guessing you're going to challenge me to a gym battle huh?" She asked as she took a sip of her drink.

"Yep! You'll be blown away with my techniques and awesomeness!" White exclaimed confidently.

"As soon as she gets some training of course," Scarlet chipped in dryly.

"Then I guess I'd better get ready. You are that guy's sister anyway…" Elesa murmured as she took another sip. Facing Scarlet, she bored her blue eyes into his frame. "So…who's the hunk?"

"He's my training coach, Scarlet!" the trainer replied as she eyed Elesa's drink greedily.

"Training coach…are you doing a good job?" the model asked sceptically. Scarlet huffed and crossed his arms.

"We'll see when she battles you!" he retorted. Elesa stared at him before giving a giggle and punching his forehead playfully.

"Spunky, I like that!" she commented as she admired his toned frame. "And with that bod…you should consider male modelling."

"Never," he muttered and caught sight of White sneaking a hand at Elesa's drink. "She's stealing your drink you know."

"Snitch!" the trainer snapped and pouted. Elesa gave her drink a once-over and an idea crept into her head.

"Hey Whitey," she cooed as she picked up the cup and toyed with its straw. "The owners at Pokewood are hosting a fashion show tonight to celebrate its grand opening and we're a bit short on models."

Scarlet rolled his eyes. He knew were this was going and he had a feeling that he'd better run.

"I could give you this delicious fruit punch," the model continued and White nodded greedily. "All you just have to do is get yourself and your escaping friends to participate…if it's not too much trouble."

By the time she had finished her proposal, White was standing at her side with one hand in a salute and the other holding a roped-up Scarlet and Jolteon, both having swirls on their eyes.

"So…fast…" the hunter groaned as he was dragged out of the theme park.

Meanwhile…

Rain bit into a large pretzel and viewed the theme park suspiciously. This would be considered normal for any policeman or ranger but by now, we should know that this top ranger was far from normal.

"Mommy! Mommy!" a child called and tugged on his mother's skirt. "That weird clown is standing upside down with his head in a the pile of Boufallant pats!"

"Quiet Tommy!" she whispered nervously as she stared her child away from the sight. "It's very dangerous to stare at the deranged." (FYI: Boufallant pat is Boufallant droppings. Aren't I smart?)

Oblivious to the passing glances of bewilderment, Rain bit into his snack again and kept up his vigilant, albeit stinky, search. After a while, he sighed and dropped his binoculars.

"They're probably not here buddy," he remarked facing the air beside him. "I think I'll stick to your advice and check the Gear Station."

Author's Corner.

Vann: I wanna know what Aqua said!

Slybill: Why don't you ask her yourself?

Scarlet: Hey guys, I just heard that the girls are going for a modelling shoot in Undella Town.

Vann: Undella Town...Modelling shoot...BIKINIS! Sly, get me the nearest ticket to Undella, I going to boob heaven!