Chapter Five: You Had to Send Him of All People…

What's going on my lovely little twat muffins, IcyAngels here, and I'm back for another chapter! Again, I'm incredibly sorry that I haven't updated. I'll explain more on that later. First, let's reply to the reviews.

XBakaNinGyoX: Brendan's afraid of Smokey the Bear. XD Thanks for the review!

OmniDragon10: Damn. That's a lot of Ash ships lol. Thanks for the review!

Matthew Garner: Yeah, Amourshipping does have a lot to back it up. Still prefer Pokeshipping though :P And yes, we salute you, Phineas and Ferb. Thanks for the review!

The Legendary Falcon Fall: Yeah, those are pretty awesome ships. But I can't say I've heard of Chessshiping. Might look in to it later. But thanks for reviewing!

JulCan1987: Thanks! And I'm looking forward to writing it. Yeah, main character ships can be kind of cliché. But like you said, it depends on the buildup. The great thing though is that they don't have personalities that are set in stone (or at least the player character doesn't anyway), so you can mold it to pretty much anything. Thanks for the review!

UpbeatButNegative: I agree with everything you said about P and F lol. And I was wondering where Stacy and Jeremy were too! I know they wanted to keep it down to the main characters, but those two have been around forever! Anyway, thank you! I tried to expand on stuff a lot more this chapter. And I love Wally's redesign too! It's so adorable! Before he just looked like a rich kid tbh. But now he actually looks how he's supposed to. Anyway, thanks for the long review! It's always appreciated.

Gabiola652: Yeah, the show is over, sadly. And thank you for reading, even though you don't know much about Pokemon! I really appreciate that kind of loyalty from my fans. There are others that I know that play Pokemon, yet they don't read this story. So thank you :)

Pokerox27: I felt the same way when Phineas turned around and waved lol. And thanks for the review!

TheArtSmartQueen: I like both of those ships lol. And don't apologize for a long review. I adore them. Thanks!

ZIAH THE HEDGEHOG: I didn't watch much of the Hoenn anime, so I don't know much about Advancedshipping. Maybe I'll look in to it a little bit. Thanks for the review!

Crepo the Porcupine: I agree. SpongeBob needs to get its act together. Thanks for the review!

Aureillia: Hey, you're a new face :D Thanks for all of the previous reviews! Now to reply to this one. Thank you! Like I said before, I tried to expand a lot more with this chapter. And I agree with you about May's relationship with Norman. It was just kind of…eh. They added that little tidbit with Wally's father though, so that was definitely an improvement over the original. The characters felt way more real. And I love Pokeshipping too! And you definitely made a good choice seeing the movie lol. Thanks for the long review!

TheArtSmartQueen: I'm back. Lol

All right. Again, thanks so much for the reviews. You guys are truly the reason why I keep writing. Now on with the story!

"This is the last box," Linda said, helping her son lift a large cardboard box in to the back of the moving truck.

"Y'know, we could've helped you pack all this stuff in," May said, scratching the back of her head.

"No need for that," Wally's father replied. "You two are our guests after all. Are you ready, son?"

Out of the corner of her eye, May saw Wally pick up something orange off of the ground in the corner of her eye. His face flushed red when they made eye contact. "Yeah, dad. I'm ready," he said awkwardly. He turned to May and Brendan. "Um, thanks for helping me catch Roxas…bye!"

"No problem," Brendan said with a wave. "Though I still would've liked that Ralts for myself…" he added quietly. Deep in thought about what she just saw, May said nothing.

Wally's father leaned against the driver's door, talking to a man with similar facial features but less hair. "Make sure to take good care of my son, dear brother," he said, grinning.

"I will, I will," the driver replied. "He is my only nephew, after all." He tousled Wally's green hair as the boy got in to the passenger's seat.

"Be good, sweetie!" his mother called, wiping her eye off with a tissue. "And make sure to change your underwear, every single day!"

"Mom!" he exclaimed, his face turning red again.

"All right," his uncle said, starting up the truck. "We better get going. Linda, George, I'll see you later!" The truck then drove off, disappearing down Route 104.

Linda sniffed. "He's gone…"

Her husband put an arm around her. "Don't worry dear." He then turned to May and Brendan. "I want to thank you two for helping out our son. He hasn't smiled like that in ages!"

"It was no big deal," Brendan said with a grin. "Right, May?"

May snapped out of her thoughts. "Huh? Oh, yeah. We were happy to help."

George nodded. "Now if you two ever need anything, then just call." He and his wife went back inside, leaving Brendan and May alone once again.

"Well, glad that's over," Brendan said. "Every time I see that Ralts I'm baffled by how he managed to get it on his first try." He turned to May, who was looking up at the morning sky. "What? No sarcastic comments? No eye roll? What's up with you?"

"Do you ever wonder why Wally's moving to Verdanturf?"

He shrugged. "It's not really any of our business. I wouldn't worry about it."

She shook her head. "I guess you're right. Let's stop by the Pokemon Center before we head out. I bet I can get there first!" She then took off down the road, leaving her in the dust.

Brendan grinned. "That's more like it."

…

"Here you go, Ventus," May said, handing an Oran Berry to her Pokemon. She and Brendan were sitting on a couch in the Pokemon Center, both with their starters in their laps.

"Did you try training Pink last night?" Brendan asked, rubbing Sora on the head.

She sighed, looking at the unruly Pokemon's Poke Ball. "No. I just don't know what to do. No matter what I say, it won't listen."

A figure walking by suddenly stopped, then turned to face them. They were about 5'8", hidden in a black coat and dark pants. Their face was covered by a hat, though a few strands of light steel blue hair were peeking out at the ends. "That determined energy…" it was a man's voice, deep, but with no signs of gruffness. A smile touched the corner of his lips. "Are you Norman's daughter?"

May stiffened, holding Ventus closer to her in a protective manner. "Yes."

The man laughed. "No need to be alarmed. Norman is a good Gym Leader. He's been providing a challenge for those who want to get in to the Pokemon League."

"What do you mean?" she asked. Brendan just stared.

The man shook his head, his posture spilling with confidence. "You'll find out in due time. So you were saying that you were having trouble controlling one of your Pokemon?"

"Yeah," she replied suspiciously. "Why do you ask?"

"Have you considered taking the Hoenn League challenge? I'm sure you know about it because of your father," he said. "Collecting badges and travelling around the region could bring you and your Pokemon closer together."

May let the stranger's words sink in. Collecting badges…defeating the Elite Four and Champion…and more importantly…her father. Her. Defeating Norman. That was it. That was the key to proving herself to her father. The key to showing that she hadn't become a disappointment of a daughter while he was away. She sat in silence for a few minutes, staring down at the floor deep in thought.

"I'll let you think about it," the man said. He smiled a bit. "But for now, I must be on my way. There's business in Dewford I need to attend to. I have a feeling we'll meet again." He then turned swiftly on his heels and disappeared out the door.

Brendan leaned back in to the couch, crossing his arms. "I swear I've seen him before. I feel like I've heard his voice on TV or something, but I'm usually helping Dad out so I don't pay much attention…"

"Has your dad registered my Trainer ID yet?" May asked quickly.

"Maybe…why?" he asked.

"Call him."

Brendan shrugged, pulling out his PokeNav. "I forgot my Trainer Card at home anyway. He'll probably be able to send yours too." He pressed a few buttons on the device, causing it to ring for a few seconds.

"Hey there, son," the Professor said, his image appearing on the screen. "I see you're in a Pokemon Center. Are you in Petalburg with May?"

"Yeah," he replied. "She's right here."

May scooted in to view. "Hey Professor," she said. "I was wondering…do you have my Trainer ID registered yet?"

"I do, actu—" there was a loud crash behind him, followed by a yell. "Harold! What did I tell you about provoking the Zigzagoon?!" He sighed, then turned back to the screen. "I'll have him meet you over in Rustboro."

"You mean…Harold?" Brendan asked cautiously.

"Yes, I mean Harold, son."

"…"

The Professor nodded. "Great! I'll send him over. Have a good day, you t—DON'T LET IT KNOCK THAT OVER HAROLD!" The call then ended, leaving them in silence.

"Welp," Brendan said. "Harold will probably be dead five steps in to Route 101."

May couldn't exactly argue with that. "So where to next?"

"Let's see…" Turning his AreaNav on, he looked at the screen again. "Next, we go west and up through the first part of Route 104, through Petalburg Woods, up the second part of Route 104, and then we'll be in Rustboro."

"Sounds good," she replied. The two of them walked out of the building and west towards their next destination. Standing at the beginning of the route's path, everything was visible: a bright blue sky, patches of grass along the edges of a cliff, and below all of it was a sandy beach right next to the ocean. "It's just like Olivine City! Just with less boats and only one port."

Brendan made a gagging noise. "I can't stand the ocean."

May raised an eyebrow. "What?! You live in HOENN, the most tropical place in the world, literally an ISLAND, and you don't like the ocean?!"

"I'm always worried it's going to flood Littleroot or something!" he exclaimed. "We live right on the edge of the island—"

"Surrounded by trees!"

"Now, now, settle down, youngsters," a voice said from up ahead. An old, bald man in his seventies was walking towards them, a stick in his hands and a Wingull on his shoulder. "You'll disturb the Pokemon living around here."

"Sorry," Brendan muttered.

"Who are you?" May asked.

The old man laughed. "They call me Mr. Briney. My darling Peeko and I were just about to go for a walk when we heard you," he explained, petting his Wingull. "Well, I'll be seeing you around." He then walked away.

"What was that about?" she asked as soon as he was out of earshot.

"Foreshadowing."

"What?"

Brendan shook his head. "Never mind. Petalburg Woods is that way!"

…

"There are so many new Pokemon here," Brendan said, looking down at his PokeDex. "I don't even know where to start."

"I'm more concerned about Harold keeping our Trainer Cards intact," May said, stepping over a large bush. Petalburg Woods was filled with large trees and huge patches of grass. Light could barely filter through the large canopy above them, but drops of sunlight splashed along the ground here and there.

"He probably—" Brendan suddenly stopped, turning his head to the left. "Did you hear that?" He pointed to a rustling patch of grass a few feet away. "It's a Shroomish," he said, taking out his DexNav. "I want to catch it."

"Who said you get to catch it?" May asked. "What if I want to?"

"Well, for starters, I saw it first. I'm also the one trying to actually complete the PokeDex. I only have one Pokemon in my party. And, oh yeah, you already have two Pokemon weak to flying-type attacks. Do you really want to add a third? Plus I helped you catch—"

"Don't bring that up!" she exclaimed, covering her ears. "You offered, I didn't ask. Just catch the damn Shroomish."

Brendan grinned. "That's what I thought." He looked at the chick Pokemon sitting on his shoulder. "Ready?" It nodded, beak ready to be aflame. "All right. Sora, I believe in you!"

The Torchic leapt from his shoulders, springing itself in to the air and on to a tree branch right above the Shroomish. The two Pokemon stared at each other curiously as Brendan shouted the first command.

"Sora, Tackle!"

The Torchic dove out of the tree, its head crashing and bouncing off of the Shroomish's. The tan and green mushroom like creature ducked squeaked in pain, then backed further in to the patch of grass. Sora stared at it curiously again.

"Why isn't it fighting back?" May asked.

"It's probably scared," Brendan whispered. He took a step closer, causing the Shroomish to panic and release a spray of yellow dust toward Sora. The Trainer quickly jumped in the way, protecting his Pokemon. The attack hit him in the face, its effects quickly taking over and knocking him on the ground.

"Brendan!" May yelped, rushing to his side. She gritted her teeth as the Shroomish fled in fear. "Are you okay?" She tried to help him stand, but his body wouldn't comply.

"Stun Spore," he grunted in pain. "I can't get up…and I forgot to pick up meds at the Poke Mart…do you have any Paralyze Heal?"

Checking her bag, May shook her head. "I don't. What do we do now?"

"We'll just—"

"HELP!"

"Was that…" May began.

Brendan nodded. "Harold. Of course it's Harold…"

"How did he get ahead of us?!"

"That's not important right now," he said quickly. "You need to go help him."

"But you'll be here all by yourself!" she countered. "I can't—"

He stopped her mid-sentence, albeit weakly. "I have Sora here…Harold needs you. Now go."

"Okay," she said hesitantly. She began running in the direction of the scream, looked back at Brendan, then began running again.

"HELP!" Harold yelled at the top of his lungs.

May crept around the corner with Ventus at her side, concealing herself in the bushes and behind a tree. A dark skinned man with a black bandana was tying Harold against a tree with ropes. He looked like a sailor: a blue and white striped shirt, black gloves and boots, and blue pants. A little goatee was beginning to form on his rigid face. "Shut up, dweeb," he said, standing in front of Harold. "You're a researcher. Now what do you know about Primal Reversion?!"

Harold blinked in silence for a few seconds, then began screaming right after. The grunt slapped him across the face.

"I was going to ambush you at the other end of the forest, but I got bored and came out here. And this is all I get?! An idiot who can't stop screaming?!"

"Now's our chance," May whispered. She and Ventus jumped out from behind the bushes, revealing themselves. "Pride's on the line, Ventus! Use Pound!"

"May?!" Harold shouted in surprise.

The other man smirked. "A little pipsqueak, huh? I'll take care of this. Poochyena, get out there and use Tackle!" He threw a Poke Ball in their direct, causing a small black wolf just like the one that had attacked Professor Birch to appear. It dodged Ventus' attack, then rammed itself in to the wood gecko, which then jumped in to a tree to avoid further harm. "Hah! Is that all you've got?"

"Not even close!" she shouted.

Meanwhile, Brendan was having his own set of problems. The pain caused by the Stun Spore was getting worse and worse as time went on, his joints getting harder and harder to move. His Torchic chirped nervously. "Don't worry, Sora," he said, gritting his teeth in pain. "May will be back. We just have to wait until then."

Still worried, his Pokemon nestled itself in to the crook of his neck. The Trainer did his best to smile. "Thanks for keeping a look out," he whispered. Sora nodded.

The two sat in silence for a few more minutes. Sora looked up when there was a rustling in the bushes from May's direction. A woman with black hair, a blue and white striped shirt, a bandana, and red eyes approached them. Sora chirped in warning, nudging its Trainer.

"Who's there?" Brendan asked. "I can't move my head…"

"He's been hit with a Stun Spore," a female voice said from what seemed to be less than a foot away. The cry of a small Pokemon close to the ground was heard. "You're right. Maybe it's best to knock him out and put him out of his misery." The sound of a Poke Ball opening was heard, followed by the cry of a mighty beast.

Brendan tried to open his mouth to protest, but his jaw had been paralyzed shut. His heart started racing; in his peripheral vision, he could see a large, scaly, red wing looming near him. Whatever it was, its attacks were going to hurt. A lot.

"Salamence, Dragon Claw."

He braced for the impact, but it never came. He took in a sharp breath as Sora jumped in front of the attack to protect him, but the attack never seemed to hit it either. The Torchic landed on his chest with a painful thud, but was unharmed. A high-pitched Pokemon cry came from a few feet away, sounding as if it was in pain.

"A wild Pokemon blocked the attack," the feminine voice said thoughtfully. How strange…"

Back with the others, May was still battling. "Ventus, use Quick Attack to trap the Poochyena!"

Within seconds, the Treecko was running literal circles around its opponent, making it seem as if there were multiple versions of it; it was almost as believable as an actual Double Team.

"Grab by the head, Poochyena!" the man yelled furiously.

Despite Ventus' fast movements, the Poochyena was able to grab it, holding it down against the ground with incredible strength. "Now Tackle it!"

"Just what I expected," May said with a grin. "Ventus, use Absorb over and over and over!" It nodded, its long tail lighting up with a soft green light. It wrapped it around the Poochyena's stomach, sucking its energy and neutralizing any damage form the Tackle. "Now take it and throw it against the tree!"

Escaping from under its opponent, Ventus scaled half way up a tree, the Poochyena still wrapped in its tail. With a great amount of energy it flung it to the tree across the path, almost hitting Harold in the face. The Poochyena landed back on its feet and charged at Ventus without command, pinning it on the ground and sinking its teeth in to its neck.

"That's it!" the man laughed.

"Get out of there, Ventus!" May yelled. "Use Pound to pry it off of you!"

With beads of sweat beginning to form on its face, the Treecko slowly but surely began pushing it off with its tail. With a final swoop it landed the attack, sending the other Pokemon flying again.

"Good job!" she exclaimed. "Now conceal yourself in the trees!"

"Find a way to follow it up there, Poochyena!"

Ventus began scurrying up one of the evergreens as fast as possible, only to have the Poochyena latch on to its tail at the last second. They ascended higher and higher, eventually reaching branches that could barely support their weight.

May grinned. The rush of excitement from battling was coming back to her, just the way it had been there when she first saved the Professor. "Your Poochyena isn't accustomed to being up that high," she said confidently. "If Ventus decides to drop it, it's game over you."

"Well your Pokemon is up there too," the man growled. "What about them?"

"Treecko are indigenous to wooded areas," she explained. "Being in trees like this are its natural habitat." She suddenly frowned. Being the PokeDex nerd wasn't her. That was Brendan's jo—

Brendan.

"Ventus!" she yelled. "Hurry up and finish this! Use Pound to knock it out!" As her Pokemon complied with her commands and caused the Poochyena to fall to the ground, she mentally slapped herself. In the heat of the battle, had she really forgotten about him? He had said he had Sora, but they both knew it wouldn't be enough if Sora got paralyzed too. She was jolted out of her thoughts when the Poochyena hit the ground, unable to battle. Ventus hopped down from the tree with a satisfied look on his face.

The man growled. "Return." He turned to May as the Pokemon went back in to its Poke Ball. "You made a big mistake protecting this guy, kid. No one gets mercy from Team Aqua."

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"You've got some nerve messing with us. I'd tell you to battle me again, but I'm out of Pokemon."

"Why are you even here?" she growled.

"Team Aqua has something to do in Rustboro," the Grunt replied. "I'll let you get away this time! But next time you won't be so lucky." He then sprinted down the path and out of sight.

May was about to follow, then suddenly stopped. "Brendan!" She began running in the direction she came, ignoring anything that stood in her way.

"May!" Harold yelled, trying to wiggle out of the ropes. "You can't just leave me here!"

Ventus, who was already half way down the path, stopped and rolled its eyes. It turned back to the tree and used Pound to cut the ropes with its tail.

"Phew, thanks," Harold said, brushing himself off. "Now let's go see what the commotion is all abou—" after three steps of walking, he tripped over a tree root and fell flat on his face.

Ventus rolled its eyes again and walked away.

"Hey! YOU STILL CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!"

…

May kneeled down on the ground next to Brendan, who had already passed out from pain. "I was so stupid to have forgotten about you," she mumbled to herself, rummaging through her bag in a desperate attempt to find something that could help him. "Literally paralyzed out here in the middle of nowhere with only one Pokemon, and I forgot about you." She sighed and turned to Sora. "Did anything happen while I was away?"

Torchic gestured towards the direction the strange woman had come from with its tiny wing, but any trace of her had disappeared.

"There's nothing there," May said in confusion.

It quickly shook its head, then scurried over to a pile of ferns on the ground a few feet away from there. Removing a few of the ferns, it revealed a fainted mushroom Pokemon from underneath.

She flinched. "The Shroomish?"

Torchic suddenly chirped loudly, making random body movements in a futile attempt to explain what happened. May didn't understand most of it, but picked up on a few things.

"So the Shroomish is like that because of something else?"

Sora nodded quickly.

May took in a deep breath, then let it out. "Okay. That makes sense. So what happens now?" Her question was partially answered when Ventus arrived, carrying red and blue berries with its tail and arms. "Cheri and Oran berries?" She looked over to Sora, who had gathered a small pile of sticks. It blew a small flame on it, starting a controlled fire.

Thinking for a second, May looked down at Brendan, then back up at the sky. It was only one or two in the afternoon at the latest…but there was no way she would be able to get Brendan back to Petalburg or keep going with him towards Rustboro. "Maybe we will have to stay here for a while…" Rummaging through her bag again, she pulled out two bags: one with a foldable tent frame, the other with the canvas. It was only made for one person, but it would have to do.

About half an hour later everything had been set up: Sora had a steady fire going, Ventus had created bowls out of rocks, the two had worked together to mash the berries, and May had finally set up the tent. Working together, the three of them were able to move the still unconscious Brendan inside.

"We shouldn't have left him," May said, taking a bowl of mashed, heated berries from Ventus. She raised Brendan's lips to it, allowing him to swallow. "I mean, we wouldn't have been able to do much, but maybe if one of us stayed Sora could've gone out looking for help…" she looked down at Pink's Poke Ball. "And maybe if I was a decent Trainer I could've convinced you to help."

Meanwhile, Sora was outside, tending Shroomish left in the ferns. It was now awake, eating the Oran berries the Torchic had given it. The two Pokemon sat together, Sora happily chirping away.

May, who had been watching from the inside of the tent, sighed. "Now you need to wake up," she said to her sleeping friend. "But I guess it couldn't get much worse." She paused for a moment, then looked outside. "Hey, it didn't start raining! Usually when someone says that it—" there was a sudden clap of thunder, followed by heavy rainfall. "…starts pouring," she finished.

Torchic and Shroomish suddenly came bursting through the tent flaps, the former chirping like crazy due to its wet feathers. It jumped in to May's arms, huddling for warmth. Ventus rolled its eyes.

"You're going to be just fine," she said. She pulled a fluffy blanket out of her bag, quickly drying it off. "It's just a little rain, after all." She set it down next to the Shroomish when a sudden tapping sound hit the side of the tent. "Stay here," she whispered, then went outside. "Who's there?" she asked.

"May!" Harold exclaimed, running to the front of the tent, tripping over a rock and landing on his face in front of her. "You have to let me in! It's pouring out here!"

"How did you get untied?!" she asked.

"Your Treecko untied me," he replied, still on the ground. "Then I tripped over a tree root and it left me there! So I just sat out in there until it started raining. After that I came looking for you! So can I come in please?"

May stared at him for a moment, the both of them getting soaked by the rain. "No," she answered, then started heading back inside. Harold grabbed her shoe.

"PLEASE!" he exclaimed. He pulled a bagel out of his pocket. "If I give you this bagel will you let me in?"

"No!"

He picked a stick up off of the ground, then put it through the bagel. "Now it's a bagel on a stick! If I give it to you would you let me in then?"

"No!" May exclaimed. "That's not even in improvement, you just made a perfectly good bagel dirty! And I don't know what's been in your pocket!" She was about to go back inside, but Harold stopped her again.

"WAIT!" He pulled two 2x3 inch cards. "What about your Trainer ID's?"

"Well, I'll take those," she said, plucking them from his hand.

"Will you let me in now?" Harold asked.

May hesitated, then shook her head. "No." She went back inside without any objections, leaving Harold in the rain. Once she had settled inside, he stood up and brushed himself off. "Fine! I'm going back to Littleroot…"

"Tell Birch I said hi," May called. She looked back at the Shroomish, which was staring at Brendan with concern. "I doubt he blames you for it," she said. "Me, on the other hand…" She buried her face in her knees. "Damn it! I know he wanted me to go save Harold, but…ugh. Look at me. I don't even have a good reason for blaming myself."

"May…you're such…"

Her eyes widened. "Brendan?"

"May, you're such a girl." He opened his eyes and smirked at her. "Hi."

"You're okay!" she exclaimed, resisting a surprisingly strong urge to throw her arms around him and hug him. "Wait, how much of that did you hear?"

He sat up, grinned, and looked at her. "Enough to know that you were worried about my well-being. Like a girl."

"I was not!" she exclaimed. "And being worried about someone isn't 'a girl' thing."

"Just admit it May."

"Never."

They both got out of the tent, Brendan stretching to loosen his joints. The rain had finally stopped, leaving every blade of grass wet. "All right," he said. "But we both know the truth, May."

"No idea what you're talking about," she said. As soon as all the Pokemon had gotten out, she began disassembling the tent. "Did anything interesting happen while I was gone?"

Brendan and Sora exchanged glances. "Nope," he replied. "What about with you?"

May and Ventus looked at each other for a moment. "Not really," she lied. "Harold got attacked by a wild Pokemon. That's pretty much it." She finished putting the remnants of the tent in her bag. "Ready to go?"

"Ready," he replied. There was a sudden squeaking sound behind him. He turned to see the Shroomish looking up at him nervously. He bent down and smiled. "Hey. Do you want to come with us?" It nodded vigorously. "All right then." He stood up and took out empty Poke Ball, then threw it. It hit the Shroomish square on the head, vaporizing it in to a red light that went in to the ball. It shook once. Twice. Three times. Click.

"Yes!" Brendan exclaimed. He took out his PokeDex, scanning the ball. "It's a female."

"What are you going to name it?" May asked.

"Truffle," he replied.

She raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Why not?" he asked. "C'mon. We should get going to Rustboro." He returned his starter to his Poke Ball, while May did the same. "I'll even race you there!" He took off further in to the woods, leaving May behind.

"Brendan! Wait!"

Chapter 5's done! Yay! Again, so sorry that I haven't updated in a month. To be fair, I was gone for a week because I went to camp (where I made a lot of new friends) but that doesn't excuse the other two and a half weeks that I didn't update. I said this would be a weekly series, and in the past two months I've posted two chapters. From now on I'm going to procrastinate less and write AT LEAST 500-1000 words a day. Each of these chapters is about 4000 words (not counting author notes) so that should help me update on time. Anyway, a lot of things happening in this chapter! May and Brendan make it to Petalburg Woods and Brendan catches a Shroomish! Harold gets more screen time as well, since you guys seemed to enjoy his randomness. So QOTW: There are lots of minor characters in the Pokemon series that a lot of people love. Youngster Joey, that weird Ferris Wheel hiker in BW 2, and every lass who was like "You looked at me, didn't you?" or "EEEEEEEK! Don't try anything funny in the dark!" so out of all of these, which is your favorite and why? And remember to review too! Smell ya later!