The Sunday List Of Dreams
Chapter 12: Jump Ship
/ / where's your gavel? your jury? what's my offense this time? / /
/ / well, it's nice to meet you sir, I guess I'll go, I'd best be on my way now / /
/ / ignorance is your new best friend / /
Happy Holidays!!
This is my Christmas/Hanukah/Whatever-holiday-you-celebrate present! I do hope you enjoy this chapter of The Sunday List of Dreams!
GOD I AM ON A ROLL WITH UPDATING STORIES AND POSTING STUFF WOOT!!!!
And why does everything have to appear so much longer in Word than on the stupid Fanfiction website?? It depresses me. I hate writing short chapters. Everything I write has to be over like, 2000 words or else it really bothers me. Actually, anything under 3000 words bothers me, unless I really, really, can't think of anything else. …Blegh.
SO, I've finished the first story in my freaking trilogy. I have the other two stories sketched out, and I'm just finishing up the second one before I move onto the third. And I have a couple Pokeshipping fics that I'm working on. (And a few other Contestshipping and Ikarishipping fics, as well… tee hee.)
The first in the trilogy is titled Götterdämmerung. And if you want to know what that means, well, you'll have to read it! Ohohohoho! It's already out!!!
And the other story I've posted, as my holiday special is my newest Contestshipping fic, Waiting To Exhale, so… go and read it!!! (Puppy eyes) XD
Now, I really had NO energy to write this chapter, but I pulled all the inspiration left in me (and DAMN there wasn't much) and holiday cheer (agghh) out of my ASS to give you this chapter!!!! (XD)
Well, I do hope you like this chapter.
Anyways. Enjoy!!
Dawn pressed herself closer to the cool stone wall, her heart beat speeding up at a rate which she was positive, should have killed her by now. She didn't want to move; fearing the sound of water would give her position away. So she settled for watching Paul and his every move, praying to God (if he didn't hate her, that is) to please, please, please make Paul disappear or turn around and, oh, she didn't really know just as long as he went away!
She didn't realize her breathing had quickened to a pace that could be heard, and quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, the waters shifting around and hitting the stone of Alto Mare's harbor a little harder than it would have if it had been natural. She saw Paul's head snap up and glance around, confused. He shrugged it off as some Magikarp or something hitting the side of the city. Dawn paused, letting a quiet breath out. She saw him disappear from view, and she was beginning to curse the giant crates of wood above her, which were being quite an obstacle in seeing if she could move from her spot.
Dawn shivered slightly, the hot air hitting her cold skin, damp from her jump in. Her hair was plastered to her neck and cheeks, her face flushed a light pink, like someone had dusted off a rose and placed the color on her cheeks. Dawn's lips pursed tightly against each other, and she could feel panic rising in her throat.
'Okay, think… how do I get out of this mess?'
"Get out of what mess?" Dawn turned her head upwards, only to see Paul, eyeing her warily, leaning against the wooden crates, his arms crossed against his chest.
Dawn felt her mouth drop and stared at him, eyes growing wider by the minute.
Paul rolled his eyes before looking away.
"You might want to stop thinking out loud."
Dawn didn't reply, being she was too mortified to speak at all. There were a million thoughts going through her head right now, but the single most prominent one was the fact that Paul has just seen her naked.
Once she got out of this mess, Dawn swore she was going to disown May and Misty as best friends, kill Paul so he could never speak of this mess, and… hide under her covers for the next 20 years.
Dawn pressed herself (if it was possible) even closer to the wall, about ready to smash her forehead against the wall out of frustration. Then she noticed Paul walking away. She stared at him; jaw dropping further (again, if that was even plausible) at the rude behavior, leaving a poor girl (naked) in the ocean to fend for herself… But then again, Dawn wasn't too sure if she really wanted him there to begin with. She stared at the wall for a moment, biting her lip. After what seemed like five minutes, she heard somebody coming over. Dawn moved her head quickly in the direction of the sound, praying to God (which clearly hadn't been working too well) it was her ex-best friends Misty and May. But it was Paul, and he was carrying something.
He dropped a pair of shorts, a shirt and a towel on the ground by Dawn, before turning and walking to somewhere Dawn couldn't see. She moved in the water to see that Paul had walked further down towards the alleyway, facing away from her, hands in his pockets, waiting. She looked around a couple of times, to make sure she was positively alone, before hoisting herself out of the water, summer air hitting her cold skin as she quickly wrapped the towel around herself, pulling on the shorts and t-shirt, drying her skin at the same time. She toweled her hair down, and looked at herself. The shorts were too big, and she'd had to tie them tightly so they wouldn't slip off her waist. The shirt was large and hung off and past her shoulders, but she didn't mind.
Paul turned around when the sound of rustling clothes had stopped, and walked back towards Dawn, a bored look on his normally stoic face. He stopped by Dawn, eyeing her for a moment and Dawn felt herself heat up.
"I'm not even going to ask." Paul muttered, shaking his head before heading back into the direction of the boat. Dawn blinked, and giggled before skipping after him. She passed him briefly for a moment, and he blinked, looking at her. She smiled at him, heart swelling and completely grateful to the boy for saving her poor arse.
"Thanks, Paul!" Dawn paused before rising up on her tiptoes and giving a brief peck on Paul's cheek.
Dawn stifled the laughter at the sight of Paul's face, he avoided looking at her in the eyes, and he was clearly repressing a blush that was rising up his neck. She smiled brightly at this, and took in a deep breath of the warm air that tasted like nothing but the blue sea, sea, sea.
Dawn could hear muffled voices coming from her room, as she leaned against the door to the room the girl's were staying in.
"May, I think we should head back for Dawn…"
"Aw, c'mon Misty! She'll be fine… She got herself into that mess in the first place, anyway."
"Yeah, but…"
Dawn burst into the room, slamming the door behind her before giving a war cry and running in, tackling the closest girl to her, who happened to be May, onto the bed. The two girls shrieked in terror, and Misty was starting to feel grateful the rooms were thick so their neighbors probably wouldn't have heard them.
"You little whores!!" She shrieked, as she pinned May down on the bed before she began to tickle her. "You left me there to fend for myself!!!!"
"Holy sh—Dawn, get off me!!!" May laughed hysterically, Misty sniggering in the background.
Dawn turned to face Misty.
"Don't think you get off the hook either, Mist!!!" Misty squealed as Dawn launched herself after Misty.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" Misty laughed, Dawn's hands unrelenting in their tickle fight. May picked up three pillows and chucked one at Dawn, who turned.
"Let go of the fair maiden! I shall slay you, dragon!!" May exaggerated, posing, one hand pumped in the air with a makeshift sword of a pillow, the other holding the pillow like a shield.
"Hah! I doubt that, good sir!" Dawn joined in, before pushing Misty onto the couch opposite of the beds. She picked up the pillow as May dove at her, arm extended as she readied to throw the pillow.
"Help me, good sir!" Misty wailed laughing hysterically as May and Dawn fought it out with pillows.
May throw a pillow at Dawn's chest, who grabbed the area before falling, feigning death.
"Hah, I have prevailed, fair maiden!" May laughed, grabbing Misty.
Dawn looked at the two from the floor on her back, smiling.
"I still disown you two as my best friends." Dawn pouted, and Misty and May laughed at her.
They were lying on the ground, May curled up against a couch cushion, Dawn lying on the three pillows – one of which was the one that had "slain" her last night, while Misty was curled around the covers of two of the beds.
"Nngh… wake up you guys." Misty groaned, rolling over as she opened her eyes slowly. She propped her self up, grabbing the closest pillow near her and throwing it at May, who was furthest away from her. May squeaked at the pillow's contact with her head, throwing it off her, causing it to land on Dawn's face.
"I'm awake…" May groaned, yawning tiredly. Misty glanced at her watch as Dawn stretched her limbs, noting the time as 9:38 in the morning. Dawn rubbed the sleep from her eyes, pulling her hair back behind her shoulders, before slouching, still wearing the shirt from last night that was slipping down her shoulders.
"Oh yeah… You never told us how you got out of the water without our help." Misty realized, and May immediately perked up, and they both looked at Dawn intently. Dawn could feel a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
"Uh…"
"Wait a minute, that shirt looks familiar… Oh my god!!!" May shrieked, hands flying to her face and Dawn saw Misty squint for a moment at her, before her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
"You used protection, right??" May asked, staring at Dawn with wide eyes. Dawn looked at her with a horrified look.
"Oh man – get your mind out of the gutter, May!!!!" Dawn wailed, aiming a pillow at her face, which May easily deflected, laughing.
"I'm just kidding! But seriously, what happened???" May leaned in, eyebrow raised.
"Yes, yes, I agree with May. Spill, Dawn." Misty leaned in as well, and Dawn sighed, coughing for a moment to clear her throat.
"Well… if you really want to know…" Dawn began to explain everything in detail, and Misty and May played the perfect best friends, cooing and gasping all the right places.
"Oh wow… Well, who would have figured Paul would have done that?" May nodded, crossing her legs and arms across her chest.
"I agree. Looks can be deceiving!" Misty grinned, giving a slight tilt of her head at Dawn, who simply nodded earnestly in agreement.
"I think he's really a total softie." Dawn said, the look on her face serious and calculating. May snickered at this. Misty laughed before resting her elbow against her knee, leaning her chin into her hand.
"Yeah he's a softie, all for you!" May squealed when Dawn aimed another pillow at her head, raising her arms to block it, her face bright red.
"Well, enough of this, we should probably get ready." Misty laughed, before standing up, feeling her muscles stretch and joints align, sighing pleasantly.
"Right, right!!" May and Dawn followed, May still teasing Dawn endlessly about Paul.
"C'mon, tomorrow is our last day in Alto Mare. We have to figure out where we're going next!!" Misty called from the bathroom. May and Dawn blinked.
"Ahh, I totally forgot about that!!!" Dawn blinked, hand by her mouth. May placed her finger on her chin.
"Hmm, well, let's go check out the general store. I'm sure we could find a list of great vacation spots!" May suggested.
"I wanna go back to Volencia Island!!" Misty whined.
"What? That place was way too hot!!"
The three began to argue about great vacation spots, their curtains open, the sun's rays filtering in and hitting the hard wood floor, warming the room quietly.
"Why don't we go somewhere cold??" May suggested, tilting her head to the side, as the three girls walked into the general store, the cold air coming out from the sliding doors in a rush.
"Like, Snowpoint City?" Misty questioned, blinking curiously as they headed towards the section filled with nothing but brochures.
"Yeah, yeah!! I've been meaning to evolve Eevee!!" May nodded, excited.
"Oh, Eevee would make a fantastic Glaceon!" Dawn nodded, smiling.
"Hmm, why not?? Let's see, can we get a ship there…? Or maybe a flight…" Misty murmured, glancing through a few brochures, Dawn and May soon joining in.
"Ah, yeah we can! Snowpoint City is on the edge of the sea!" May cried out happily. (1)
"You're right!! Oh, we should go!" Dawn nodded, peering past May's shoulder into the brochure.
"Oh, and this looks fantastic…" Misty nodded, muttering to herself. They glanced at prices, types of rooms, features available on the cruise…
"It isn't a short cruise, that's for sure…" Dawn noted, reading the length of the cruise from Alto Mare to Snowpoint City.
"You're right… but that's okay with me. And look! They have excursions along the way!! Let's see, they stop at Cinnabar Island for a day or two, and then they go to Canalave City… and then to Snowpoint! Oh, I definitely think this is our ride." May nodded, before purchasing the guidebook to Snowpoint and the brochure. (2)
"Okay, we should book our tickets after lunch." Misty said, smiling.
"Why don't we ask if the boys want to come with us? They certainly don't look like they have any plans anytime soon." Dawn suggested, winking conspiratorially.
"Oh, Dawn, you." May sighed, but smiled and waggled her eyebrows in the same manner.
"You guys…." Misty rolled her eyes, grinning bemusedly.
"Snowpoint City?" Max questioned, adjusting his glasses. He and Brock began to read the brochure May handed them.
"Yeah, I really want to evolve my Glaceon!" May nodded excitedly, hands clasped.
"So, we were wondering if you guys wanted to join us." Misty said smiling, hand on her hip, the other one emphasizing what she was saying with various hand waves and gestures.
"It'll be fun!" Dawn laughed, piling into the seat next to Paul. They were all situated in a restaurant, and Misty pulled a chair close before plopping on it.
"Well, I don't have a problem with it." Drew shrugged, leaning back in his seat. May turned to him.
"Exactly, exactly! You guys should come!" May giggled, nodding earnestly.
Misty couldn't help but note that they sounded kind of desperate.
"I wanna go! I haven't been there before, I'm sure there are a lot of unknown pokemon there!" Ash agreed quickly, and Max nodded, the sparkle coming in his eyes.
"Yeah, that would be cool!" Max quickly concurred, and Brock gave a crinkly-eyed smile.
"Well, what about you, Paul?"
Dawn turned to the mauve-haired boy expectantly. He sighed.
"Yeah, sure."
"Yay!" Dawn squealed, laughing.
"Okay, we'll book the tickets after this!" Misty nodded, smiling widely.
The preparations for Snowpoint had been made – they left tomorrow afternoon. So today was technically the last day they would be staying on this ship before they left for Snowpoint. Misty leaned against the railing, watching the world as it tilted side by side, moving and swaying as the water rocked against the boat, pushing and pulling as the moon began to approach high in the sky, gleaming brilliantly, its reflection shifting in the water. The expanse of the ocean stretched before Misty, and she sighed pleasantly. Her hair was down, her ginger locks swaying and flicking her cheeks gently.
Her hands held her cheeks, elbows resting against the cool metal of the railing. She looked down, watching the water lap against the white, white, ship, the night like darkened velour, an array of stars matching the months and seasons displayed for all to see, the clouds parting and opening the sky for all to see.
It was cloudless out, the only source of light the moon and twinkling stars, and Misty gave a little yawn. She was physically exhausted, but definitely not mentally. Her nerves were frayed, and she had that familiar feeling of giddiness in the pit of her stomach, just like when she'd first set sail with May and Dawn. It was a feeling she'd never get old of, the pure nostalgic feeling of adventure.
Misty sighed, smiling to herself as she closed her eyes, lashes fanning against her upturned cheeks, the breeze whistling through her hair gently.
"Oh, hey Mist!" Ash approached Misty, smiling cheerfully. "What're you doing out here?"
"Ah, I couldn't sleep." Misty responded, sheepishly. Ash laughed.
"Me either." They stood in a comfortable silence, but Misty could feel her heart beat speed up.
"Hey, you wanna go for a swim?" Ash questioned, grinning mischievously, the glint in his eyes was nothing short of beckoning trouble.
"What? You're kidding, right? It's so late!" Misty looked at him, slight shock written across her face.
"Aw, c'mon, Mist! Live a little!" Ash laughed, before pulling his shirt off and dropping it on the deck, placing his pokeballs down, Pikachu hopping and settling by his things. Misty turned a slight red at this and watched with alarm as Ash climbed onto the railing, before jumping into a perfect dive into the water. She rushed to the edge, only to see Ash's head pop back up, waving at her and beckoning her in.
Misty is rational. She's always been the voice of reason out of the three girls, always keeping them on track and on time. She watched Ash's smiling face as he turned and swam languidly out, further away from the boat.
Misty has always been rational. But just this once, she didn't want to be. So Misty pulled her shirt off, placed her pokeballs hidden within it, smiling at Pikachu and murmuring at it to watch her things (which is cheerfully complied) before crawling up onto the railing. Ash turned to smile and wave once more at her, and she smiled back.
Misty took a deep breath in, and jumped ship.
//Bangs head against table// God, barely 3000 words… 9 pages and barely 3000 words… I hope you like the ending!
I wonder if anybody's noticed, but I have put in 3(I think?) of my stories about taking a deep breath and doing something…
I'm really just trying to explore the relationship of trying something new.
I think that's what The Sunday List of Dreams is all about, you know? Trying something new. Trying something they'd never thought they'd do before. I mean, jump off a cliff?? Yeah. (From the first chapter.)
1) YES Snowpoint lies on the edge of the ocean. If you want to know how I used this, I did Pokéarth from Serebii (dot) Net.
2) Since I have NO idea where Alto Mare is, I just kind of…. Stuck it in the middle of the ocean and chose an island/port city for the two excursions to be. Canalave happens to be one as well, and I got this, again, from Pokéarth. I did my homework, mah friends. Ha ha!
Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!
Hope your holidays are… awesome! (For lack of a better synonym)