(This is a fan-fiction. I don't own PMD, Pokémon belongs to GameFreak. Insert more legal stuff here.)
Chapter 4 Morning Calls
The next morning…
I was asleep, far into a dream (which I forgot what it was about but I do remember it involved cotton candy) when suddenly; there was this very, very loud voice.
"HEY! HEY! RISE AND SHINE!" the voice screamed. I clamped my claws over my ear holes. Ugh, just let me sleep! That voice is so ridiculously loud. I thought to myself angrily. And for some reason, it sounded strangely familiar…
"Why are you still SLEEPING? WAKE UP!" the voice screeched again. I heard Fang groan next to me.
"Ahh, my ears…. What sort of wake-up call is that?" I heard him complain. I opened my eyes and saw this indigo colored Pokémon with a huge mouth and small, radio speaker-like ears. He must have noticed me because he said a little more quietly (but it still was loud).
"I'm Stereo the Loudred, and I'm the LOUDEST apprentice. I'm the person who does the wake up calls around here, so Guildmaster doesn't lose his temper. If he does…" Stereo began trembling.
"I can see, well, hear that!" I yelled above the severe ringing in my ears.
"Anyway…" Stereo continued. "WE'RE ALL COOKED IF YOU DON'T COME TO MORNING CALLS, SO GET ON SCHEDULE! OR YOU HAVE GUILDMASTER VELVET TO DEAL WITH!" And with a loud huff, he walked away, leaving Fang and I stunned.
Thank god, that's over…. I grumbled to myself as the ringing in my ears began to die down.
"Well that's not the most pleasant way to start the day…" said Fang as he slowly rose to his paws, his voice thick with sleep. Suddenly, he shot straight up and turned to look at me.
"Urk!" Fang swallowed nervously and turned to look out the window. The sun was just pushing itself out of the ground, so I guessed it was about 5:30 in the morning. I hated getting woken up early…
"Slash, we're apprentices now…so…that means…." Fang's eyes widened in panic. "Oh geez, we overslept! C-Come on!" Fang yelped and darted towards Morning Calls.
"Hey! Slow down!" I called and raced after the rushed Pokémon.
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We enter the spaced room we were in yesterday when we were apprenticed. Except this time, a whole lot of Pokémon were gathered there. As Fang and I found our place at the edge of the group of assembled Pokémon, Stereo spotted us.
"YOUR LATE ROOKIES!" Stereo's voice boomed at us. Chatter, who was in front of the group addressing us, flapped his glossy blue wings impatiently.
"Quiet! Your voice is ridiculously loud!" Chatter snapped. Stereo mumbled something to himself and looked down at his feet, embarrassed. A few Pokémon, including me, giggled. Chatter once again flapped his wings to quiet everyone.
"Alright, it seems everyone is here. Well then, let's do our morning calls. Guildmaster! We're waiting for you!" The Flying type called sweetly.
Nothing happened.
Suddenly, the door flung open and out emerged Velvet the Wigglytuff.
"Thank you Guildmaster, please address the crew." said Chatter politely.
Velvet didn't say anything. Instead, even though his eyes were open, was snoring loudly. A single drop of drool oozed from Velvet's open mouth and dropped onto the floor. I heard a bunch of anxious whispering from the assembled Pokémon. Fang and I shared a worried glance.
Chatter flapped his wings to silence the group.
"Err… thanks Guildmaster for your… uh… words of encouragement! All right everyone take that encouragement to heart. And don't forget the morning cheers. And everyone starting cheering the most annoying cheer I have ever heard.
"ONE! DON'T SHRINK WORK! TWO! RUN AWAY AND PAY! THREE! SMILES GO FOR MILES!" everyone screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Now… get to work!" Chatter ordered.
"YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" everyone screamed again and the group disbanded to do their jobs. Velvet walked back into his chamber. Fang and I stayed behind, wondering what to do.
"So, what now?" Fang asked me.
"Dunno. Follow 'em, I guess." I replied. We started to follow the others when suddenly Chatter stopped us.
"Hey, Slash and Fang, don't jut wander over there. I've got something in store for both of you. Follow me." the Music Note Pokémon called to us and began hopping up the reed ladder. Fang and me looked at each other curiously and followed Chatter upstairs.
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We all enter the room with the two big bulletin boards. Chatter led us to the one on the left.
"Your just beginners. So, we'll start you guys off with something easy." Chatter said to us. He turned to the bulletin board.
"This is the Job Bulletin Board. Pokémon from all different regions post jobs up here." said Chatter and gestured with a wing at the papers of jobs and requests pinned on the board. He turned back to us, his face wearing a serious expression. That can't be good.
"You're both aware that more and more bad Pokémon are popping up, yes?" asked the Flying- type solemnly.
"Yup," Fang piped up. "It's because time's going haywire, right. But, isn't that just a rumor?"
Time, I said to myself. What did they mean by that? Do they mean hours and minutes? That's why there are more and more bad Pokémon? That…doesn't make any sense...
"Yes Fang," Chatter's parrot-like voice snapped me back into reality. "It is a rumor, but I suspect it's real. Time going out of control not only made more bad Pokémon appear, it also created…mystery dungeons. Perhaps because of that, there has been a sharp increase in jobs."
"Okay, I'm a bit confused. What exactly is a mystery dungeon anyway?" I asked. The two Pokémon looked at me like I was some sort of idiot.
"Hey, that reminds me. Slash, do you remember when I got my Relic Fragment back. We found it in the pit of a mystery dungeon." Fang said to me.
"But wasn't it just an ordinary cave?" I argued.
"Not just any cave. A mystery dungeon changes every time you go in. They're always new discoveries to be made. They're really cool places to go exploring."
Chatter flapped his wings excitedly. "Well, youngster, you're quite informed. Now that's out of the way, I'll pick an assignment fit for you both." said the Flying-type. He turned to the large bulletin board for a moment, scanning each request. Finally, he handed Fang a sheet of paper.
"Okay, uh, let's see here… ahem…." Fang began reading the note.
"'Hello, my name is Spring! A thief has run off with my most valued possession, my pink pearl! That little round jewel means everything to me; including life itself… no seriously, I can't even battle without it! I'm a springing mess… but, I believe it has been sighted! In a place called the Drenched Bluff, but it's dangerous! Readers, PLEASE return my pearl! PLEASE! From, Spring the Spoink'."
After, he was done reading it, Fang looked a bit confused. He turned the paper upside down and sideways looking for something.
"That's it?" he asked. The Fighting type suddenly looked angry. "We're just going to pick up an item some idiot dropped? Come on, can we do something a bit more fun?" Fang said, his voice rising. Chatter flapped his wings in annoyance.
"Quit your whining!" The Music Note Pokémon snapped wearily. Fang and I flinched at his harsh tone.
"It's important you two rookies pay your dues and do the job! If you understood that, get on with it! Drenched Bluff isn't too far away, so you should be able to find it." Chatter said firmly.
"Oh boy…." I grumbled to myself.
(End of Ch.4 PLEASE REVIEW!)
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Halfmoon22: Uh, sorry about the delay. I kept having writers block. (Ugh, I hate that) I whould really appreciate it if you tell me where I need to tweak up. Thanks! Bye for now and thanks for reading!