Phew. Most homeworks done. Time to continue this story! I hope it'll be finished… Taking Science class wasn't a good idea… It's kinda sloppy. Mid-term is coming and I wanted to do at least one more chapter before it started.
It's kind of boring. I tried to add humor but it doesn't exactly worked. Hilda did meet Hilbert, though that part was the confusing one. But well, I hope it's still good. By the way, if there's someone who's actually reading this, please review. Once is fine. At least I know someone's reading, and that'll make me explode in happiness.
Disclaimer : Do not own Pokemon I.
~ Subway Trouble ~
Chapter 1 : Heavy Luggages
Hilda is now skipping through the pavement road. Why? Well, it's a miracle that Route 4's sandstorm is having a break for now. So, she's enjoying the clear sky as long as she could.
She wasn't wearing her cap for a change – she put it in her bag. The goggles that Jerome gave her is hanging in her neck. Her Panpour is following her, wearing the same happy face as his trainer. Its Hilda's habit to let them out when the weather's good or such, and today's Panpour's turn.
How did she get here?
She woke up quite early this morning, just few minutes before her X-transceiver reads 6 AM. She wasn't exactly an early riser, so she's quite excited that she actually wake up before the sun rises. And she also notices there's no sandstorm whipping outside, so she took it as a good sign and decides to leave as soon as possible.
It would be rude to just leave her new friends all of the sudden, so luckily for her both Ceano and Oreste are up, though the latter is still half sleeping. Leena's still in the dreamworld though. After a quick bath in the resting shack and prepared to leave, she was offered a cup of instant noodle by the green twin. After a slight hesitation, she gulped it down in the matter of minutes.
"So, where are you guys going?" Hilda asked, giving Oreste a glance after finishing her quick breakfast. Oreste gave her a dumbfounded look, Ceano deduced that he forgot so he decided to fill Hilda in.
"Desert Resort. Leena wants to take a few pictures there. I take it you're going to Nimbasa now?"
Hilda nodded, looking a bit guilty. "I am. I hate to leave so early, but since the sandstorms down…"
"We know. And considering Leena wakes up at 10 at average, I'd say you go for it." Oreste responded. "Though, may I have your X-transceiver number?"
Hilda blankly stared at him for a moment. Her blue eyes rapidly blinked. Meanwhile his twin chuckled, muttering something about cheesy pick up lines as he put an earphone to his left ear, and his right hand fiddling at his iPod.
"Nonono not like that! Yeah I mean, we're friends and all, and Leena probably wants to talk to you more, and then I want –"
"Well, I'd say so we can contact with each other." Ceano cut him off. Hilda rolled her eyes for a few moments before taking out a piece of paper and a marker, writing down her numbers. After she finished, she gave it to Oreste.
"There you go, feel free to mail me every now and then!" she said while offering her warm smile. Oreste happily took it, face grinning ear to ear. He was about to say something else when Ceano elbowed him in his sides. Oreste turned to his twin while gripping his side, face annoyed. He was about to retort when Hilda decided to cut him.
"If you don't mind me asking…"
Both twin turned to Hilda, nodding at her while waiting her to continue her sentences. She returned the nod, then tilting her head."… is Ceano the older twin?"
Silence.
The blue twin let out a round of laughter, clutching his stomach while Oreste's face was downright pissed with his hand turned into a fist. "Oh, shut it you!". He then turned at Hilda. "No way! Do I look younger than him? I'm totally the older one!"
"Really?" Hilda gaped. He sure didn't looked like one! Ceano's laugther went even louder as Oreste's ears are blowing off steam, glaring angrily at his younger twin.
"That's my fifth, and you only had one. You lose the bet, dude" Ceano finally said to Oreste after a few minutes of laughter. He then turned at Hilda who's face is showing doubts. "And yes, Oreste is the older twin. By a minute or so."
Oreste mumbled as he took out some money from his pocket, reluctantly giving it to Ceano. "You suck."
After a goodbye and asking a favor to say hi to Leena, Hilda left the resting shack. It had been around 2 hours after that, and its still sandstorm free. She started to hum random songs as her Panpour skipped around the road.
A few minutes passed when Hilda spotted something far away. She squinted her eyes, barely making it as a route-divider building. She perked up immediately, her face grinning from ear to ear as she took her cap from the bag and put it in her head.
"Look at that Panpour! We're almost there. Let's race!" she said excitedly. Her Panpour squinted too, and after he notices the building, he glanced at her trainer, who firmly nodded.
"One… two… three!"
Both Hilda and her Panpour dashed with quite the speed, sending dusts fly, as they come closer to the route-divider. A trainer saw the dust of smokes and find himself wondering.
"Was that a Deoxys on sugar rush?"
She and her Panpour at last reached the building, both exhausted but had a grin in their faces. Her Panpour won obviously, but Hilda was just a few meters away. That's how she trained her Pokemon to be fast, she was a track runner, and obviously won with her first race with her Pokemon. The method doesn't exactly work with Musharna though.
"Awesome, Panpour! Want to have a rest?" she offered, holding his Pokeball. The Spray Pokemon nodded, as the beam from the Pokeball hit him, returning him back to his ball.
Wiping her sweats from the forehead and re-adjusting her cap, she looked at the building. It was mainly blue colored with some windows. The glass automatic double door showed some of the rooms inside. She noticed an automatic drink vendor inside, and after noticing how thirsty she is, quickly waltzed in to the building.
As she entered, the first thing she felt is the cold air from the air conditioner blowing through her hall was quite plain, with blue ceramic floors and orange ceramic walls. There's a security dude at the counter, but he seemed to be more interested in his iPod. There are several couches in the wall, door that leads to toilet, vending machines and a few tables with chairs for trainer to sit on. Speaking of which, obviously this place is lacking trainers – Hilda's the only one around, at least in this hour.
She skipped to the drink vendor, her hands reaching for her purse in her bag. Then she looked at the vending machine, which shows many variant of drinks, her hands below her chin. Sodas sounds good, but she didn't feel like drinking one after a long run. She don't really like bitter ones like coffee. Cold fresh water sounds nice enough, but…
"I'm feeling for some milk… I'll grab my usual MooMoo Milk!" she decided. She looked at the price before taking a coin from her purse, pushing it into the money hole (which shaped like an Oshawott for some reasons), and clicked the MooMoo Milk button. A clank was heard and a bottle of MooMoo Milk came out. She grabbed it when she noticed they also sell chocolate pudding there.
"Oh great, I'm getting one!" she said as she took another coin and bought the chocolate pudding. She also bought a bottle of fresh water for her Pokémon. Satisfied, she walked over a nearby chair and sitted. She put her milk and pudding in the table, put her slingbag on the chair next to hers, getting out some Pokémon foods and food containers. She then reached her Pokéballs in her belt, and threw them up in the air.
Servine, Musharna, Panpour and Tranquill all came out from their balls. Servine was still a bit sleepy, Musharna eyed the Pokémon foods, Panpour is sweating and Tranquill snuggled Hilda, again. She patted the Tranquill on the head before pushing it away.
She puts the Pokémon food in the containers and some water, before putting them in front of her Pokémons. "Breakfast time for you guys!"
All of her Pokémon cheered in happiness as they started digging in, Musharna rushed her food like Panpour licked most of the water. She giggled at their reaction, as she sat on her chair, opening the MooMoo Milk bottle and the pudding.
She then poured some of her milk on her pudding. It's been her habit. She scooped a spoonful of the pudding and stuck it in her mouth. "Oh sweet, this is good! Cold treats after getting past hot desert is just nifty!" She then scooped another spoonful and munched it, then drank some of her cold MooMoo Milk. When she looked at the window, she noticed that the sandstorm has started to brew. Talk about lucky. She decided to mail Oreste, but notices that she forgot something.
"Shoot! I give him my number without asking his number! Duuuh stupid me!" she said, banging her heads on the table. Then the LED news thing flashed, gaining her attention.
Nimbasa's Gear Station's project of Railway to Anville Town has been opened!
She slurped her MooMoo Milk. "They did something about the train's premiere… Maybe I'll visit the town out of boredom."
Half an hour passed. She finished her little cold treat, so did her Pokémons with their breakfast, followed by her tending her Pokémon's needs. She's now grooming her last one, Tranquill, cleaning her dirty feathers as the Wild Pigeon Pokémon squeaked from time to time. She then brushed her feathers for a moment.
"Allright! Nice and clean!" Hilda exclaimed, wiping imaginary sweats in her forehead. Her Tranquill snuggled to Hilda again, showing her thanks. She nodded and grabbed her Pokéball from her belt. "Rest time?"
The gray pigeon nodded. A beam of red light hit her, returning her into the ball. She sighed as she drank every last bit of her MooMoo Milk. Though, she decided that she'll crave for more, so she bought herself two extra batch before leaving the building, going towards Nimbasa.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Oh? X-Transceiver. Wonder if it's from Leena and the gang…" she thought. But instead the caller ID was her mom. She smiled as she answered her call.
"Morning Mom! What brings you?" she beamed, combing her hair with her free hands.
"Just want to check on you, honey!" the older woman answered. She had the similar brunette hair as Hilda's but she wears a blue headband. Her V-neck white shirt is also in sight, behind an apron.
"Well I'm as great as I can be! You're not blowing moneys on random stuff again right?" Hilda asked half-mockingly, to which her mother just snorted.
"So, mind telling your mother your whereabouts?"
"Oh, I just passed the Route 4, about to walk to Nimbasa."
"Route 4, oh dear! What a timing!" her mom immediately exclaimed.
"…Huh?" Hilda asked, dumbfounded.
"Well, actually I'd like to ask a favor from you dear" she answered, as a beep was heard in the background. "Oh, food's ready! Sorry Hilda, but please call me later in the Pokémon Center, later hun!"
With that said, the screen went off, and Hilda groaned. "I hope she's not making me go into a garage sale or something…"
She exited the building, and after a few minutes of walking, she found herself in front of Nimbasa City, greeted by two small fountains on each side. It was quite big, though not as big as Castelia, but it's quite lively. Many blocks of high apartements is around, and there's a big building in the center. The road is a gray stone pavement. She notices a few bridges. The right one seemed to lead to an amusement park, since she notices a Ferris Wheel, making a note to visit it when she had a free time. She gaped in awe before glancing here and there, searching for the Pokémon Center. It didn't took her long since the Pokémon Center has the signature red roof.
She entered the Pokémon Center. The main color theme is orange, cushions everywhere. On the right side are counters that sells Pokémon goodies. Hilda made a note to get herself some Pokéballs. The left side, is the cafetaria. And in front is the counter to heal your Pokémon, and of course the trademark was a Nurse Joy standing there.
Her Pokémon isn't exactly hurt, but putting them for a quick check isn't a bad idea. But to her dismay, the Pokémon Center is CROWDED. Kind of surprised her since it's still what, 11 AM? And it was quiet outside, too! Talk about 180.
What got her is that they're wearing similar oufits. They're all either blue or orange. She tried to push her way through the crowd of people. But she ended up tripping someone.
"Oh crap!" she cursed as she lose her balance and started to fell down. She closed her eyes, waited for the impact but it never happened.
"Umm, you okay?"
"What?"
She opened her eyes, noticing that her shoulders was held by a pair of hands. She looked up. It was a boy, probably around her age. He wears a simple black T-shirt with a blue jacket, dark gray jeans, red shoes and red and white cap. His brown eyes stared at her for a few seconds.
"Hello?"
"Oh!" Hilda snapped. "Umm, thanks for saving me. I'd probably hit the floor if it weren't for you" she said, fidgeting with her cap, blushing.
"It's cool, careful next time 'kay?" he smiled at her before turning away, leaving the Pokémon Center. She stared at his leaving figure until he disappears, causing her to again trip into someone else, and …
THUD
"…Holy crap…"
She stood up, luckily her face isn't hurt or anything. After the crowd started to dissolve, she walked towards the Nurse Joy. "Can you please take care of my Pokémon?" she asked while handing over four Pokéballs.
"Sure thing! Any specific injuries your Pokémon suffered?" she asked warmly with a smile.
"Nope, they're good, but it's been almost a week since I last checked them up in a Pokémon Center" Hilda answered, returning the smile.
"Allright then, your name?"
"Hilda. Hilda White."
"We'll call you when your Pokémon are good to go."
"Thanks Nurse Joy. By the way, what's with the crowd?" she asked.
"Oh my you don't know? The super athlete soccerball player Marco from Bright Nimbasa is going against the genius Tony from Light Opelucid at the Big Stadium in 1 PM. They're all eager to watch."
Hilda rolled her eyes. She wasn't the one who would be interested in superstars. She might liked sports, and watching a game can be interesting, but with loud fangirls in the stadium and dramas around, she'll pass.
"I see. Well I, for one, aren't interested."
The nurse chuckled. "Now that's rare. Get a seat now. I'm going to take care of your Pokémon."
Hilda nodded and leaves the counter. She visited the Pokémon goodies counter and bought herself a dozen of Pokéballs. After that, she sat down in a cushion, calling her mother with her X-Transceiver. It wasn't awhile until her mother picks up.
"Hi Mom!" Hilda greeted.
"Well hello honey. Good thing you remembered to call back!" she stated.
"You doubt me?" Hilda asked with a teasing tone, then pouted. Her mother laughed at the sight.
"Now, now. Listen up. I had a favor I want to ask you. Ever heard of Gear Station?"
Hilda perked when she heard the name Gear Station. "Well duuh. It's the subway station that located in Nimbasa City, with many choices of destination. Newest one goes to Anville Town, or so I heard."
"Anville Town, exactly!" her mother cheered. "Now, there's a delivery package under my name in the Pokémon Center. I was about to ask a friend of mine to send it over Anville Town, but sadly she's kinda busy. I can't really leave Nuvema so…"
Crap. Hilda know what's going to come.
"All I'm going to ask you is, get my package, take the subway to Anville Town and deliver it to another friend of mine who lives in there! Simple, no?"
Hilda groaned and raised her eyebrow. "Did you guessed I'll be around Nimbasa this time? Or did Cheren spills some beans at you?"
Her mother giggled before nodding. "Cheren contacted his mother few days ago, saying that he's in Nimbasa already. He also said you'll probably arrive there soon so I decided to just send it to the Pokémon Center. And you'll do it for me right?" her last tone pleading.
Hilda sighed. "No shit, Sherlock."
"Well the package's under my name, arrived yesterday. I suggest you pick it up and go to Anville Town today honey! I'd suggest, NOW."
"Okay…" she froze. "Wait, what?" she asked her mother with a shocked expression.
"Today because I heard the next day a batch of schoolkids is going to have a field trip there. Well, not now. The first subway is at 12 AM, which makes probably an hour from now. No one really takes the first shift, with the big game coming up, so you can just go there real quick, and take the next shift to go back to Nimbasa.
Hilda thought it for awhile. Considering the subway is only up for a week, obviously peoples are still eager to visit Anville Town. The big game is a major distraction, and it'll be until around 3 PM. Enough time for her go there, drop this stuff her mother's asking her to deliver, and go back to Nimbasa when the condition is more quiet.
"Allright mom. I'll do it. Today."
"Oh, thanks sweetie! Now I have to go, take care!"
"Yeah, take care too Mom."
She sighed. She looked around the Pokémon Center, and through the window, she notices that there's a sort of parade. She can make out yellings, cheered for either Bright Nimbasa or Light Opelucid. Fandoms, she thought.
She then looked at a bulletin board. The title is "Enteretaiments in Nimbasa" with big and colorful fonts. Reading the first few paragraphs, she decided she'll enjoy her time here. She lives in Nuvema after all, so she can't really enjoy Nimbasa's kind of entertaiment. And unlike Cheren, she's not interested with the Champion stuff. She skimmed through the picture – Gear Station, Pokémon Musical, Big Stadium, Small Court, Theatre, Amusement, the list goes on when the intercom speaks.
"Hilda White, your Pokémon has been healed! Please retrieve them."
Hearing her name called, she stopped looking through the bulletin board. She strolled to the healing counter. "Is my Pokémon allright?" she asked. Nurse Joy flashed a smile before handing her a tray, with four of her Pokéballs in it.
"They're fine and healthy" she assured Hilda, who brightly nodded.
Hilda took the Pokéballs and tucked them in her belts. She then remembered her mother's request. "By the way, I wanted to retrieve a package. I think it was sent here yesterday. The package is by the name of Stella White of Nuvema Town. Is there such package arrived here?"
Nurse Joy put her hands below her chin, silent for a few seconds before clapping her hands. "We do, actually. I take it you're Stella White's relative. Do you want to retrieve the package now?" the nurse explained.
Hilda smiled outside, though groaned inside. No point going back, she thought. "Yes, please."
"Wait at that stall" Nurse Joy pointed at a counter with a double steel door behind it. "I'll have someone get it for you."
"Will do, thanks!" Hilda smiled.
"You're welcome" came the answer with a smile, and Hilda walked to the said stall, while Nurse Joy talked into the telephone, which she guess had something to do with her mother's package.
She's now standing in front of the counter. The counter had a words written "Storage". She guessed the room leads to the storage room. She waited for a few minutes when a woman with long black hair and an Audino appeared from the door…
...While carrying a blue big slingbag that looks full (probably filled with goods) and a quite large cardboard box, brown in color, carried by the Audino. Hilda's jaw dropped, literally hitting the floor. The blue slingbag is bigger than her own traveling slingbag, and that box… Forget it.
The woman dropped the goodies at the counter, so did the Audino with the box. She then motioned Hilda to go to the left side of the counter, which Hilda followed. She then took a marker and a sheet of paper from the drawer underneath.
"That's Ms. White's packages. Please fill this form and sign here," she said, motioning the bottom right corner, then handed Hilda the marker she took. Hilda accepted it, and quickly filled the form with her neat handwriting. A few minutes and she's done, and signed the form in the bottom right, then handed the paper back to the woman.
"Thank you," Hilda said while bowing.
The woman returned the bow. "You're welcome. Though, good luck carrying those luggages." And before Hilda could respond, she and the Audino disappeared behind the doors.
Hilda groaned. She grabbed the slingbag and placed it in her left shoulder. It has quite the weight, but she's sure she can handle it. She took a deep breath, wrapped her arms around the cardboard box, and lifted it.
"Holy crap!" she yelped, almost fell to the side. I feel like carrying an overweight Munchlax! She thought. She quickly balanced herself, and walked to a nearby cushion, and she threw the box there. She groaned again, louder. She could ask her Panpour or Servine to help her, but Nimbasa's a bit crowdy today, since there's a big game and a parade outside that'll stop when the game starts in 1 PM, and she can't risk losing her Pokémon into the crowd. Using Musharna's Psychic doesn't seemed like a good idea either. She can picture the box flying here and there, hitting every people around the streets.
She pouted while glancing at her X-Transceiver. "… I hate you Mom." And these are the few times she hated her mother. Can be quite the inconsiderate sometimes.
"Well now I have no point in complaining, but I'll be sure to ask her for the delivery fee…"
After learning that the big building in the center of Nimbasa is the Gear Station, Hilda psyched herself, and carrying her mother's load, went to the station. Normally, it's only a five 'till ten minutes walk. But considering she's carrying a heavy loads, and there's a big parades, it wasn't exactly normal. Took her almost triple the time. And to think it was quiet when she arrived here. Guess her luck ran out.
She was panting when she arrived in the front of the station. It was quite big. It's a two story building with cream walls and blue columns, green roofs and orange glass window. A deep breath, and she went in.
She descended the stairs before reaching the bottom. The room was wide and circular, with a tall tower-like structure in the middle. Actually it's also the ticket stall, which is in front of her. There's 8 stations active, named by colors, but there's other stations that's closed. Either in construction or is not being used.
Hilda looked at her X-Transceiver. 11:39 AM. Just in time to get a ticket. She walked into the ticket stall. Putting her luggages aside, she approuached the lady behind the stall.
"Miss, can I buy one ticket for the first subway to Anville Town?" Hilda asked politely. The woman looked at a monitor below her desk before nodding. "There's a few."
"I'll get one."
"Sure thing." She then typed something at her computer, then neatly ripped a brown ticket and handed it to Hilda. "It's at the Brown Station. That'll be 1500P please."
Hilda rolled her eyes. That's quite pricey for a ticket. The woman seemed to notice this and she giggled. "Yeah it's kind of expensive, because the line's new and all. And you can return at any time the subway went back to Nimbasa for 24 hours before we charge you another ticket."
Hilda blushed, then she searched for her purse in her pocket. Taking out three 500P bills, she handed her the money and took the brown ticket. It reads : "Brown Station. 12:15 AM. Nimbasa - Anville - Nimbasa. 8 November. 8911AA"
"Thanks…" Hilda said.
"You're welcome, and you better hurry."
Hilda nodded, walked to her packages and grabbed it. Her traveling pink slingbag on her left, the big blue slingbag on her right, and a cardboard box. Heavy cardboard box. She braced herself and walked to the brown station.
"I'm slowly growing a muscle here…" she muttered while going towards the brown station. The woman looked at Hilda, who shook her head.
"Is she opening a shop in Anville or something?"
She entered the brown station. It was the typical train station. A railway, few couches, a clock. With gray ceramic floors and walls with yellow lines. There's a counter for stuffs just to the left from the entrance. She walked into the item-checking stall.
The stall isn't grand. There's a male employee dressed in green clothes, and convenyor belts. She put her luggages to the convenyor belt. The employee notices this, and he chuckled. "That's a load for a young woman," he commented.
"Tell that to my mother…" she muttered.
"Well, just give me a few minutes, I'll get it done quickly."
"Allright." Hilda then looked around the station. There's a subway ready in the railway. She haven't ride on any kind of trains for years, so she guessed she'll have a nostalgia feelings or something. She let her mind run wild, that she accidently collided with someone else.
"Holy – "she cursed, and felt a hand on her shoulders. "I'm sorry!"
She turned to find the same boy from the Pokémon Center holding her. She quickly regained her balance and stood up. "Umm… thanks again.. for… you know?" she stuttered, her cheek blushing furiously.
He laughed, "It's cool. Daydreaming?"
"Am not! It's just… nostalgia!" she exclaimed, still embarrassed.
"Isn't that literally the same?" he teasingly asked.
"Well, I guess – no!"
He laughed hard for a few minutes, leaving Hilda embarrassed. "Chill, I'm pulling your legs," he responded, then he took out his hand. "I'm Hilbert."
"Oh," she also held out her hands. "Hilda." And they shook their hands.
"So, where are you heading to?" he asked her, releasing their hands from the handshake.
"Anville Town. I'm taking the first subway. You?"
He perked up. "I'm the same!"
"Crazy coincidence" she commented with a giggle, as she re-adjusted her cap.
"Right… What are you going to –"
"Hey miss! I'm done checking your luggages!" the employee at the item-checking stall yelled.
"Oh! Let me take my bags first, just a moment." Hilda then quickly strolled to the stall, with Hilbert tailing slowly behind.
Her luggages appeared from the other side of the convenyor belt. She grabbed her two slingbags and quickly put it on her right shoulder, then grabbed the cardboard box. "Thanks!" she quickly said to the employee, turned back, facing Hilbert, who's eyes widen with her luggages. She can't even stand up straight. He scratched the back of his neck before asked her a question.
"… That's a lot of stuff. What are you gonna do with those?"
Oh, I'm going to throw them into an upcoming subway, she thought. "Well, Mom's making me send these over to a friend," she answered with a groan and a heavy breath as she put the box on the floor. It's so heavy, she's starting to wonder what the hell did her mom ask her to send. Hilbert blinked his brown eyes a few times.
"What on earth are inside those?"
"Beats me. "
"Well," Hilbert started, but was cut with the loud ring.
"Attention passengers! Subway 8911AA will take off to Anville in ten minutes! Please get inside the subway!"
"Ah, that's ours!" Hilda exclaimed. She bent down to lift her box, but Hilbert beat her to it. He quickly grabbed the box before she could, and lifted it.
"H-Hey!"
"Darn, it IS heavy," he groaned. "Feels like I'm carrying a Snorlax or something…"
"I know right! No, what are you going to do with that? Let me –"
He rolled his eyes. "Just let me carry these. I'm not interested stealing it or something, probably woman stuffs inside."
She shook her head. "That's not – "
"What, are you not grateful of my help or something?" he asked with a teasing tone.
"Well of course I'm grateful! But – "
"You said it!" with that he strolled to the subway, her box still in his hands. She immediately ran into him and tried to grab the box back out of desperation. He let go of his grip on purpose, and Hilda who didn't expected it, almost fell down with the new weight, but he quickly grabbed the box again.
"It's cool, just let me. I don't mind. And peoples are staring right at us."
Hilda looked around. Many of them are looking at her odd anticts. Hilda blushed furiously, as she fidgeted with her cap again and reluctantly let Hilbert carry her box with her following behind him.
He grinned. "That's more like it."
She also notices that Hilbert is carrying the box with ease, regardless his comment about the weight. If Cheren, he'll probably do no better than her. She giggled at the thought of it.
As they showed their tickets to the employee, they entered the subway. It wasn't big, the floor, walls, and ceiling are in fresh cream colour with green seats. Hilbert picked a seat just next to the door, he put Hilda's box below his seat and sat down. Hilda followed suit after putting the blue big slingbag next to the box. She looked at Hilbert.
"Umm. Thanks for carrying my box." Hilda tried. She just know him for a few minutes and she's already a burden, and its sickening her. Wait, she's been a burden since she tripped in the Pokémon Center.
He rolled his eyes at her before shrugging. "Nevermind. What's with you and refusing helps anyway?"
"I just don't want to trouble anyone. Sorry if I hurt your feelings."
"Cool. And here I thought ladies wants to be served," he commented, playfully winking at Hilda who blushed. "Anything else you want me to help?"
"If you're trying to impress me, you kinda lost your point," she sternly said, even though a grin is betraying her tone.
"Oooh buurn!" he commented, and both exploded in laughter.
For some reasons, she had a weird feeling about her little trip. Good or bad, she can't tell.
It is kinda rushed, but I tend to get lazy when it comes to refining finished work. I did my best, and this is what I got.
Readers (if there's any) please review. At least let me know that one person is reading. XD And just don't flame, I'm still new in this.