And today's special thanks goes to… (Drum roll, please…) Tomoji-Kun and Shadow Dragon for their great OCs! Thanks!
Day came as it did yesterday. The sun rose, the moon vanished, and the Pokémon who lived on the island began their routines.
Bonehead's began with shaking Venom until he woke up. The snake groaned as his eyes opened. One of the very points of living on your own was that you did not have to wake up when you didn't want to.
"What is it now?" he asked, tired.
"It's day time, that's what it is!" Bonehead replied. She ran to the entrance of the burrow she ran to the entrance of the burrow and breathed in the morning air. "Come on, come on!" she shouted.
Venom, still unable to believe she was still in his home, groaned. He pulled himself up and shook his head, waving the sleepiness off. "Joy," he muttered, slithering out of his hole, following the skull wearing lizard.
The sun shone in the sky as the two exited the burrow. Bonehead was thinking about how much she wanted to play with Bessie and Cotton again. Venom was trying to think of a way to make Bonehead leave.
Soon, Venom found the clearing where his first destination was: the local watering hole. The large lake was surrounded by tall grass and trees, making a shady and inviting place to rest and drink. Venom came here often. Sometimes to drink, sometimes to hunt. Even a regular crab like him had to admit, it was a nice spot to be.
A flock of Pidgey had been sitting around the pond. The moment they caught sight of the massive snake slithering towards the lake, they flew of, chirping frighteningly.
Venom suppressed a grin. Maybe Bonehead would leave him alone now that…
"Race you!" the Cubone shouted, running to the lake.
Venom groaned. This kid was either oblivious or very, very stupid.
Probably stupid, as Cubone leaped into the water, without knowing how deep it was. Seconds later, he saw the Cubone flailing in the water, struggling to stay afloat.
Venom momentarily considered just leaving. Maybe another Pokémon would come along and save her…
"Hag… help… me… glub… friend…" With a splash, Bonehead went under.
"Aw, blast it," Venom muttered as he slid up to the lake and dipped his tail in. Wrapping his tail around the first thing he gripped. He easily pulled out a coughing and sputtering Bonehead, soaked to the bone and cold.
"Do not do that again," hissed Venom at the wet lizard.
"M…kay," Bonehead replied, as she shook the water off of herself while coughing.
Venom groaned. "How about you go find your friends from yesterday and go play?"
Bonehead thought about it. "But won't you get lonely without me?" she asked.
Venom forced a grin. "Trust me, I'll be fine."
Bonehead brightened like a light bulb. "Okay! Bye!" she shouted, running off in the direction of the fields.
Venom's grin vanished as soon as Bonehead was out of sight and he groaned. Is this what parenthood was like?
If his father was still alive, he'd apologize profoundly.
Bonehead's mood hadn't diminished in the slightest. She walked down through the grassy plain, twirling her bone and humming loudly, as her eyes searched for any sign of her friends. Maybe they were out to play. She'd love to see Bessie and Cotton, though she wasn't sure if Bessie's mom was still angry with her daughter. Heck, she didn't even know why she was angry in the first place.
After searching for several minutes (humming all the while) she saw a furry, purple tail sticking out from a patch of tall grass. Bonehead pulled it, and pulled out an angry and scared Cotton. "Hey!" the Rattata protested. "What do…? Oh, it's you."
"Hi!" Bonehead greeted. "You wanna play?"
"No!" Cotton replied, hastily. "Now go away, I'm busy!"
Bonehead made a whimpering sound. "Why?" she asked.
Cotton rolled her eyes. "I just am! Now go!" She poked her head back into the tall grass.
Bonehead, seeing nothing better to do at the moment, stuck her head inside as well, trying to see what Cotton was seeing.
Out on the plain, there was a pack of orange dog Pokémon who had taken occupancy of the field. Some were large, some were small, some were playing and some were lying around. A few were playing closer to the bushes they hid in, and Cotton's eyes were on one particular male, who was wrestling with another male.
"Who's that?" asked Bonehead.
Cotton nearly screamed, but covered her mouth. She grabbed Bonehead by the tail and dragged her out of the bush. "What do you want?" she hissed angrily.
"I just wanted to see what you were doing…" Bonehead said, trying to sound innocent.
"I was trying to be alone!" snapped Cotton. "Go and bother another Fearow!"
A barking voice cut off any reply that Bonehead could conjure up. "Hey! Who's there?"
Cotton paled. "Hide!" she hissed.
But it was too late. One of the orange dogs burst through the grass and began growling. "Who are you!" she growled angrily.
"Just passing through!" Cotton said, frightened, as she turned around and began to run away.
"Get back here!" the dog shouted, chasing after the rat and ignoring a surprised Bonehead. The dog managed to get a grip on the frightened Rattata's tail.
"Oh, wait," the dog growled. "It's you again! Didn't our pack leader tell you to keep your distance from our pack!"
Cotton nodded, and tried to make up and excuse. "I… I was just foraging! I didn't know you were there!"
"A likely story!" the dog snapped. "You know what happens when you interfere with us!"
A bone smacked the dog in the back of the head. She gave out a surprised yell and released Cotton by accident. The Rattata scurried away, and the dog turned to face her assailant, growling.
Bonehead stood there, her eyes filled with anger. "Leave her alone!" she hissed.
"Ignorant little twerp!" the she-dog shouted angrily. "You'll pay for that!"
Bonehead shook her head and pointed behind her. The dog turned and saw Bonehead's Bonemarang attack returning. She reacted too late and the bone smacked her in the face, knocking her down.
Cotton ran to Bonehead and hid behind her as Bonehead caught her bone. "Now go away!" demanded the Cubone.
The dog got back up. "You dare interfere with the Growlithe pack! Then you burn! Ember!" the Growlithe began to charge a ball of flame in her mouth, while Bonehead began twirling her bone, ready to toss it…
"Stop this right now!"
Another Growlithe leaped into the clearing, landing in between the two combatants.
Cotton immediately cheered up. "Oh, Cinder!"
The Growlithe glared at the female. "Blaze!" Cinder said, angry. "Is that how you treat simple passersby's?"
Blaze tried not to growl. "Sir," she said politely. "You know how your parents feel about that creature."
"Yes," Cinder sighed. "I know. However, that does not give you the right to attack her. Now go."
"What?" Blaze's temper snapped. "Sir, I…!"
"Go!" snapped Cinder
Begrudgingly, Blaze left, leaving the three alone. Cinder looked at Cotton sympathetically. "Sorry, Cotton," he said. "You know how they are."
"Yeah," Cotton said sadly. "But you're still nice."
Cinder nodded. He turned to Bonehead, who waved, and then back to Cotton. "I see you've made a friend. Good job."
Cotton thought about saying that the Cubone was more of annoyance than a friend, but decided against it. "Well, I guess you were right. Friends need friends, after all," she said, a tinge of red coming to her face.
"Cinder!" a deep voice roared. "Where are you?"
Cinder sighed. "My dad," he muttered. "See you, Cotton," before running off.
"Yeah," Cotton muttered sadly. "See you."
After a few minutes of sitting silently, Bonehead asked, "Who was that?"
"Cinder," Cotton replied. "My friend."
"Oh," Bonehead said. "Why did the other Growly hate you?"
"Growlithe," Cotton corrected. "It's long story."
"Oh," Bonehead replied, plainly. "Can you tell it?"
"No."
"Okay." Bonehead paused. "Wanna play?" she asked.
Cotton sighed. "Fine," she muttered.
"Yay!" Bonehead said. "What do you want to play?"
Cotton hadn't played a game in a long, long time, but she vaguely remembered catch. Soon, she had Bonehead were tossing Bonehead's femur between the two. Bonehead had quite a bit of skill when it came to throwing bones, and Cotton was catching it quite well in her teeth, and tossing it back. To her surprise, Cotton felt a bit less grumpy than usual. Maybe it was just a good day?
However, the two friends' game was cut off by a scream for help. In a flash, two large Pokémon burst into the clearing. One was a large white cat, and the other was a massive black dog with curved horns and a shiny stone of some sort in his mouth. Cotton cried out and leaped out of the way as the two Pokémon ran by, nearly running into her. The two Pokémon vanished into the tall grass, heading in the direction of the watering hole.
Soon after, another Pokémon, slightly singed, and ran back in the direction. The cream and brown (
and slightly blackened) creature collapsed, shouting, "Come back…" tiredly.
Bonehead recognized her immediately. "Bessie! What happened?"
The Buneary looked at her weakly. "They took my treasure!" She whispered. "They took my diamond!"
Okay, Shadow Dragon might be irked that his OCs were bad guys in this chapter, but don't worry. They'll be nice later. Anyway, Cinder the Growlithe belongs to Tomoji-Kun and the two mystery Pokemon belong to Shadow Dragon.
Feel free to keep submitting OCs! I need more, folks! How about Meowth? Scyther? Torkoal? Gligar? Be original.
Love yas! Peace!