Hello peoples!
I've just recently become re-addicted to The Sims 3 with the announcement of The Sims 3: Pets expansion pack, coming out in...October. )=
Also, in about two weeks I have to take about four days off because I'm going up to my cottage. Sorry everyone, since I don't get any internet access I won't be able to update my fic. I'll let you know the exact date I'm leaving and coming home when I get the details from my father.
Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.
"That battle was great!" Dana gushed once we had met up with Samantha and Paula at the Pokémon Center.
"You should have seen our battle with Jenn earlier," Samantha boasted, "It was much more spectacular."
"I bet it was terrible," Dana said sarcastically, "I wish I was there," she said more sincerely.
"Yes it was," Paula commented, "Jenn really should have won though."
"I heard," Dana said, turning to me and swallowing a laugh.
I scuffed my shoe along the ground, "I guess it's my turn to take a stab at Brock," I said, eager to change the subject.
"I think you'll have no problem with Brock," Paula mimicked what I had told them before they had gone to face Brock."
"Thanks," I said, heading out of the Pokémon Center and around the spiral for a second time that day.
"We designed a better city than this in geography class," Dana mumbled, voicing my thoughts about the stupid spiral. She, along with Paula and Samantha had come along to watch me take Brock on.
Dana, Paula and Samantha climbed up the stairs to the right of the entrance as I walked up the isle way through the sand toward the first trainer.
I made my way up to him, and he called out to me, "Stop right there, kid!"
"Kid," I responded, "You look younger than I am!"
He scowled at me, and continued on with his speech, "You're ten thousand light-years from facing Brock!"
I looked forward, "Looks more like ten steps to me."
"Just shut up and battle," the rude boy retorted.
Our watches sent out the glass screens, which I was finally getting used to, and this "Liam" kid sent out a Geodude at level 10.
"Go Spearow!" I threw Spearow's Pokéball. Like Samantha and Paula I wanted both of my Pokémon to gain experience from these battles.
For my first turn I switched Spearow out with Bulbasaur, and the Geodude used Defence Curl, like Brock's had in the battle I had watched earlier.
A Vine Whip from Bulbasaur, which collected a critical hit, easily took down the Geodude in one hit.
When given the option to switch Pokémon before the trainer released his next and final Pokémon, which turned out to be a Sandshrew at level 11, I accepted and switched Spearow in.
The first turn went the same as my first turn against Geodude. I switched Pokémon and the opponent had his Pokémon use Defence Curl.
It took two Vine Whips to bring down the Sandshrew, but it didn't inflict any damage on Bulbasaur between the hits because it used Defence Curl again.
"Oh, I get it now," Liam said after our Pokémon were returned.
"Get what?" I asked him.
"Your comment before the battle, 'Looks more like ten steps to me,'" he explained, "Light-years measure distance, not time."
I sighed, "Yes, thanks for pointing that out."
I heard laughing behind me. I looked up to the balcony where I knew my friends were watching from and identified the laughter as Samantha's, "He honestly just got that now?"
"Did he say the same thing to you too?" I called up to her.
"Yes," Paula answered for Samantha, since she couldn't talk through her fit of laughter.
I shook my head disappointedly and turned back to the boy, "You really should pay attention in science class."
"What?" he responded, "Science class?"
"Never mind..." I remembered that school wasn't the same here.
I walked past the kid, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Damn it," I said, stopping directly in front of Brock.
"What are you doing," Brock asked.
"I thought it would take ten steps to get from the guy back there to here," I explained, "It only took eight."
Brock gave me a quizzical look, "Okay..."
"Just ignore me," I said, "Do you have a long speech or something?" I asked, "It took you and my friends to start the battle earlier."
He smiled, "I guess you could say that."
"Well then start..." I clicked a button on my watch, "Now."
"So you're here. I'm Brock. I'm Pewter's Gym Leader. My rock-hard willpower is evident even in my Pokémon. My Pokémon are all rock hard, and have true-grit determination. That's right - my Pokémon are all the Rock type!" he stopped and laughed, "You're going to challenge me knowing that you'll lose? That's the trainer's honour that compels you to challenge me. Fine, then! Show me your best!"
"Twenty-six seconds," I said, glad I had figured out how to use the timer on this watch properly, "You need to get a shorter speech."
Brock shot me another quizzical look before throwing out a Pokéball containing a level 12 Geodude as our watches brought up the screens, I followed suit, throwing out Spearow's Pokéball.
Brock laughed, "You think you can beat me with that thing?" I asked, mocking my choice of Pokémon.
Spearow puffed out her feathers threateningly and let out an insulted chirp.
"Aw," I said patting Spearow on the head, "You've gone and hurt her feelings. I'll just have to beat you then, to make it up to her."
Like in my battle I used my first turn to switch out Spearow and bring in Bulbasaur while Brock's Geodude used Tackle, making only a dent of one sixth in Bulbasaur's health.
It only took one Vine Whip from Bulbasaur, who was determined to bring revenge against Brock for Spearow, to cause Geodude to faint. Geodude fainting made Bulbasaur grow another level.
I switched Spearow back in, who seemed to be wearing the bird equivalent of a satisfied smile before Brock sent out his Onix, who was at level 14.
I switched back in to Bulbasaur, who was binded by Onix. The Bind didn't last long, as it took, again, only one Vine Whip to bring down Onix, though not before it got a Tackle in on Bulbasaur. The victory brought Spearow up a level.
Brock sighed as he returned his fainted Pokémon to its Pokéball, "Here's your badge," He walked over to me and handed me a shiny, grey badge, which looked like a rock.
I returned Bulbasaur to his Pokéball as I listened to Brock's second speech, "Just having the Boulder Badge makes your Pokémon more powerful. It also enables the use of the move Flash outside of battle. Of course, a Pokémon must know the move Flash to use it. How long was that speech?"
"Oh," I said, startled, "I didn't time it, sorry," I turned to leave.
"Wait! Take this with you," Brock said, handing me a disc, "It's the TM Rock Tomb."
"Thanks," I said before walking back down the path toward the door.