The newest chapter! I made it as fast as I could, since I was inspired by a Pokemon marathon a few days back. I love how everyone is being really nice with reviewing! Thank you wonderful people so much!
Pokemon: Dating Confusion
Chapter Six: Introducing TR
May hummed lightly to herself, almost skipping as they neared their destination. They could see the road ahead, so they knew they were close. May fingered the Pokeball Ash had given her, suddenly remembering she hadn't bothered to ask which one she had received. She shrugged to herself, obviously not thinking the fact important. The brunette smiled quietly to herself as she stopped, only a foot away from the side of the road.
"So, are you ready for breakfast?" She asked Trip cheerfully, tossing the Pokeball and releasing a Pokemon.
Trip was about to answer, but he stopped when the creature took shape. It had large wings on its back, almost horn-like things on its head and huge claws. Trip gazed up at it calmly, tilting his head as he looked it over.
"So, he gave you his Charizard." He commented, pulling out a camera and snapping a quick photo.
May nodded, rubbing her hands together happily.
"This is going to be so awesome! Let's go Charizard!" She said, climbing onto his back easily.
Charizard shot her a warning look, but at this point the was well-mannered enough to only fry Ash with Flamethrower. He allowed her to climb onto his back, but Trip was another story.
Charizard flared his nostrils threateningly at the boy, daring him to climb onto his back. He didn't like the kid's attitude, and wasn't about to allow him the pleasure of getting to ride him.
Before either May or Trip could protest, he lifted into the air, leaving Trip still on the ground. May gasped, but couldn't suppress a small chuckle which wormed it's way out of her throat.
"Is it weird that I think you're awesome Charizard?" She asked with a laugh as the dragon roared at Trip, almost mockingly.
Trip shot her an unamused look, then tapped his foot with impatience.
"Just bring down that thing so we can hurry up and get something to eat." He grumbled, looking cross.
She replied by sticking out her tongue playfully, then sighed and rubbed Charizard on the back of the neck.
"I don't think Charizard wants to let you on." May informed him in a teasing tone, winking at him.
Trip, was starting to debate if she was only joking or if she was serious. It was a high possibility that she would take off without him. Judging from what he had seen of her so far, it wasn't hard to peg her as that type of girl when it came to food.
"You know… I bet I could get Charizard to take me to the food place. I bet he only lets on nice people." She said, smiling at Trip, though it seemed more like a smirk.
Charizard, deciding he had been too courteous to this girl for too long, shrugged her off of his back. She landed in a heap on the ground, not hurt from the short fall, but a bit irritated.
"What was that for?!" She demanded, shaking her fist at the dragon.
Charizard answered by puffing out some smoke at the young girl, curving its' lips up into a small smirk.
"Let me back up!" May yelled, jumping up and down in an attempt to hop back onto the dragon. She, after failing numerous times (and exhausting herself), gave up, collapsing to the ground.
"Really?" She whined, looking up at him.
"You were actually trying to mount a flying Charizard?" Trip's tone revealed a hint of amusement as he stood beside her.
"I wasn't talking to you!" She snapped, already feeling tired after just what had happened so far that day.
"Hm. And who were you talking to then?" He replied, glancing up at the sky.
"To Charizar-" May suddenly stopped mid-sentence, letting out a surprised cry.
"Where'd he go?!" She exclaimed, frantically bouncing up from the ground and beginning to panic.
As she looked up at where the dragon had been, she saw, with a hint of despair, the form of Charizard, flying away without them. It was too late to return him, though, seeing as he was already too high for his Pokeball to reach.
"Great. Now what do we do?" May moaned, going through her Pokemon she had brought with her mentally in her head.
Let's see, maybe I could use- no, he can't fly. Or I could- no, Venusaur can't fly either. Shoot, I don't have anything?!
May sighed, glancing over the road that led back to the house.
"I guess we could always borrow someone else's Flying Pokemon." She suggested, beginning the short walk back to the house.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Trip asked her, raising an eyebrow as he followed the girl with his arms crossed.
"What do you mean?" The brunette replied, already in a better mood as she hoped they would be in time to get breakfast at the restaurant before she went on a crazy rampage from not having enough food.
"You know you just let Charizard roam the city alone, right?"
After letting the comment sink in, she gasped, whirling around to face him as her eyes bulged.
"WHAT?!"
"It's your own fault."
"You were supposed to be helping me!"
"Charizard didn't want to let me on, remember?"
"Grr, shut up and let's go find that dragon." May said crossly, stomping off toward the house.
"Why are you heading back here? You know Ash is going to go crazy when he finds out you lost his Pokemon." Trip said, putting extra emphasis on the you part as they neared the house.
May paused, hesitating before answering.
"You might be right," she began slowly, "but I have to get someone to help!" She finished decidedly, stepping on to the porch and creaking the door open.
She thought she saw a figure in the bushes when she pushed the door open, but it disappeared after taking a closer look. But once she stepped inside the house, with Trip right beside her, she didn't realize that more than one figure was lurking in the bushes outside.
"Did you hear them talking earlier about that Charizard? We could show that to the boss! Don't you remember how powerful it was, James?" The woman of the grouped asked, her green eyes flashing.
"Yes I do, Jessie, the distinct things I remember having to do with being on the receiving end of that power." James replied, sighing.
He knew easily what came next. They captured the Pokemon, the twerp and his Pikachu shocked them into the sky, and they redid the cycle over, and over, and, well, you get the idea.
Jessie, being used to James' hesitancy with these things, brushed it off, knowing James would listen to her idea anyway.
"Who cares? That was then and this is now. Come on, we can beat the kid easily."
"Maybe the kid, but what about his Pikachu?" James protested feebly, still wanting to go a day or two without 'blasting off again'.
"Quit being such a downer! And with all of the twerps and twerpettes here, we can take all of their Pokemon at once!" Jessie said with a smile, already thinking about the praise they would get from the boss.
"Or we'll get hit from all sides." James muttered under his breath, wincing as he thought about how painful it would be to be hit by so many attacks at once.
"I said to quit being such a downer!" She said, giving him an icy look.
"S-sure thing, Jessie." James quickly complied, knowing that an angry Jessie hurt a lot more than a Pikachu's Thunderbolt.
"Say, where did Meowth go?" He asked, a trickle of curiosity showing up on his face.
"Oh, I sent him off into town. The first twerpette is having lunch with, um, I think he was named Brock." She replied, waving a hand to indicate it didn't really matter to her.
James eyes widened, then he snickered under his breath.
"I guess our little twerps have all grown up." He said, wiping a fake tear from his eye.
Jessie rolled her eyes before thinking for a minute.
"I wonder if this means they're dating? Oh, romance can be so beautiful!" She said, clasping her hands together and smiling dreamily to herself.
"How would you know? It's not like you've ever had a boyfriend."
After a loud slapping sound, the seemingly innocent comment made by James had set Jessie's eyes on fire.
"Oh, I see. I'm not pretty enough to have a boyfriend, right?" She almost hissed, her face darkening as she leaned in and faced him.
He gulped, starting to back away.
"N-now, J-jessie, maybe we should go check on how Meowth is doing…" He said, glancing back and forth nervously, looking for an exit.
"You're right. So go check on how he's doing!" She said, kicking him into the sky with her boot, directing him toward the city.
He was at the falling stage now, heading toward a suspicous looking man in a trenchcoat.
"Hm, now let's see, I think I gotta go to da' second street before I-" The unsuspecting 'person' said, taking a lucky step to the left as he stared at the map in his paws.
"Aah!" Came a shout, before a streak of white flew past him, landing right beside the man.
Meowth didn't look up from his map as he heard something start to stand up.
"Jessie again, huh?"
"…you know us too well."
Misty, currently sitting in a chair across from Brock at an outdoor table, whipped her head around quickly and saw a man who looked like he fell out of the sky.
"Brock, I think some guy forgot his parachute in the plane or something when he was skydiving." She said, wondering why the man was being dragged along by a shorter person in a trenchcoat.
Tracey, who had set up an art easel beside the platform of the restaurant they were in, was sketching Dawn and her Piplup when he answered.
"It was probably just a stunt or something. Or maybe it was one of those stupid TV shows where they make you do crazy things for money." The artist suggested.
Brock frowned, sipping his drink and simulteneously shaking his head.
"No, that didn't look like a stunt." He decided, leaning back in his chair.
"Well, whatever it was, he looks okay." Dawn said with relief, staying still as she noticed the man was on his feet, though he had a red mark on his cheek that looked like he'd been slapped.
They sat, or in Tracey and Dawn's case, stood in silence for a few moments. Until a waitress arrived to deliver the check, to which Brock immediately jumped up and grabbed her hands.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Misty sat up in her chair, getting really sick of Brock's cheesy lines. She was tempted to slap him right then and there, but she decided that doing so might create a less than favorable circumstance.
The waitress soon turned around and looked at Misty, but she seemed confused.
"Weren't you here with another boy yesterday?" She asked, tilting her head at the gym leader.
Misty returned the confused look until it hit her; she had gone with Gary.
Great, so now she probably thinks I'm cheating on my boyfriend or something. She couldn't be more wrong. Gary and Brock, neither of them are my boyfriend.
She thought crossly to herself, then had an idea.
"No, Brock here is my brother." She said, hoping that explanantion would work.
"Oh, I see. Anyway, here's the check." A bright smile appeared on the waitress's face as she walked away, her high heels clicking on the tile floor.
"Um, what just happened?" Asked a very confused Brock, who had stayed silent during the girls' exchange.
"What are you guys talking about?" Iris asked, who was walking up to them with Drew, who didn't look like he wanted to be there at all.
"Nothing much." Misty replied with a shrug, not wanting to explain the whole ordeal that had just happened.
"Okay." Iris shrugged, sliding into a seat beside Misty. She propped up her chin and looked at the older girl.
Misty looked back at her, then leaned in and whispered something in her ear.
"How did you get Drew to come? May says he's really stubborn." She said quietly so only the two of them could hear.
"Oh, I just told him that if he didn't I would tell everyone that he was too chicken to eat breakfast at a cheap restaurant."
Misty frowned at her explanation.
"From what May has told me, I don't think that would do it…"
"Okay, fine. I said I would pay for breakfast." Iris admitted with a sigh.
"That sounds more like Drew, though I think he was using it as an excuse to tease you about it, most likely." Misty decided, nodding.
"Yeah, but, hey, I think we all completed our dares!" Iris suddenly said, beaming.
"What about May?"
"Oh, I forgot about her…"
Misty facepalmed, then looked up at Brock. He seemed to be distracted, as he was looking at every waitress in the restaurant.
Drew was watching them with a bored look on his face, leaning against a wall right beside them. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Tracey sketch Dawn, and had to admit he was impressed with his talent.
Meanwhile, with Jessie. She had met up with the boys behind a factory, where she seemed to have forgotten about what James had said earlier.
"Okay! Now, Meowth, what did you see?" She asked curiously.
"Well, not much if ya want da' truth. It got so borin' I walked here ahead a' time." The Pokemon answered.
"Hm, okay then. I say we launch our attack at one hour from now!" Jessie said, looking from one boy to the other.
"Alright." James and Meowth said simultaneously, then both sighed, shaking their heads.
They mentally prepared to blast off in one hour and fifteen minutes from now.
There you go! I hope you liked this chapter, and if you did, reviews never hurt anyone J. Oh, before I forget, here's some cookies to everyone who's reading this story. Chocolate chip! (I'm actually having chocolate chip cookies tonight.)
