Author's Note: So yeah I have been pretty busy busy for the last few days and I've been trying to play catch up on so much, between getting my stuff done and then planning on moving sometime next month or August, but I take my time to lower my stress with working on my writing, I know a lot of readers are all eager for me to get back on track with my other stories and I will see if I can sometime soon. I'm not saying they're discontinued but I feel they just need to be rehash and fix as I know in most of the comments its always my grammar or something otherwise, so bear in mind I'll try to get those when I have a chance. Anyways enjoy today's tasty morsel and don't forget to leave some comments~
Disclaimer: Blue Kitsune does not own Pokemon or Fairy Tail
Fun Time On A Whirl
After an exhausting ten-and-a-half-hour flight from Kanto, the plane finally landed at Olivine City's busy airport. As it came to a stop, Ashi sighed in relief, eager to leave the confined cabin.
During the flight, Ashi initially found takeoff exhilarating, but her enthusiasm waned as the long hours stretched ahead with few entertainment options. At first restricted to her seat, she grew restless. When the seatbelt sign turned off, she attempted to walk the aisle but found little comfort in it.
Fortunately, once electronic devices were permitted, Ashi immersed herself in virtual worlds on her gaming console, while her parents watched movies on Delia's iPad. This kept them engaged for hours until lunch was served. They then resumed their activities, with Ashi playing Uno with her mom and her dad grappling with a crossword puzzle. These simple pursuits eased the tedium of the lengthy flight.
Just as Ashi was about to win her fifth hand, the captain's voice came over the intercom, announcing their approach to Olivine City within forty-five minutes. The stewardess came through the aisles, collecting trash and ensuring everyone fastened their seatbelts for landing. Despite the seatbelt's restraint, Ashi leaned towards the window, eagerly taking in Johto's vibrant landscapes below—lush forests intersected by meandering rivers and sprinkled with charming villages. As they drew closer, the scenery transformed to reveal more beaches, and Olivine City emerged as a collection of shimmering buildings against the sun-drenched coastal backdrop. Ashi smiled broadly, feeling she could almost taste the city on her tongue as the plane descended smoothly towards the ground, its wheels extending for a gentle touchdown.
Once the aircraft stopped and the seatbelt sign switched off, passengers began retrieving their belongings from the overhead bins. Ashi quickly grabbed her backpack, ensuring her possessions were secure, and followed her parents off the plane and into the lively airport.
The airport buzzed with activity as travelers hurried to and fro, announcements echoed over the speakers, and the sound of luggage wheels rolled across the floor. Ashi stayed close to her parents as they made their way to the baggage claim area. Papa grabbed all their luggage without any problems before heading towards the terminal exit, where they stepped outside into the bright sunshine of Olivine City, which welcomed their guests with its warm embrace. The sunlight danced on the pavement as a gentle breeze carried the scent of saltwater from the nearby coast. Ashi heard the cries of Wingull soaring overhead and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. Olivine City was alive with energy, bustling with trainers and Pokémon alike, going about their daily routines.
Ashi inhaled deeply, savoring the distinctive scent of a new place, a blend of excitement and anticipation swelling in her chest. But a quick tug on her hand reminded her that they were still on the move, and she hurried behind her parents as they headed to where taxis and buses were stationed. Papa mentioned earlier that they would need to take a ferry to reach the archipelago islands, and he directed them towards the one that should take them to the harbor. Soon, they were on a commuter weaving through colorful streets bustling with life—markets filled with local crafts and homes adorned with vibrant rooftops flashed by Ashi's eager eyes.
Upon arriving at the port, an array of boats bobbing gently in the harbor greeted them. They had to walk further out to where a brightly painted ferry called "Lady Corsala," its name proudly displayed on its side, was docked. Ace showed their tickets to the ferryman, who allowed them aboard. They made it in time before the ferry was set to disembark once everyone was settled and the conditions were good to cast off. Ashi watched firsthand as the ferry slowly pulled out of the marina and drifted out into the crystal blue water that shone brightly in the daylight. The ride would take an hour as the ship navigated its way through the sparkling waves towards the Whirl Islands, and the calm waters indicated it would be a smooth journey without further delays.
Ace and Delia watched as Ashi stood on the railing, careful not to lean too far out, her eyes filled with wonder as she gazed at the vast expanse of open water, feeling the ocean breeze against her face. They could see her joy at being out here, free from the confines of the plane. She moved around the deck, exploring everywhere she could aboard the vessel. Her parents chose to sit down in the waiting area, with Delia comforting her husband, who looked a tad unwell at that moment.
Ace and their daughter had already taken their second dose of medication at the terminal, but Ace required more time due to his larger Dragonslayer's metabolism. As Ace's nausea made it difficult for him to remain upright, they decided to lie down, with Ace using Delia's lap as a pillow. Although Delia noticed people glancing in their direction, those who understood their situation after seeing the Dragonslayer's sudden pallor needed no further explanation. An elderly woman passenger kindly offered Delia some ginger lozenges, which she gratefully accepted and gave to her husband. While one lozenge wasn't enough to fully ease his stomach, the thought behind the gesture counted.
The candy, combined with the comforting scent of his mate, provided a welcome distraction. Despite briefly witnessing their daughter Ashi gallivanting around the starboard, they considered this minor discomfort a small price to pay for their precious child's happiness. The gentle rocking of the ferry soon lulled Ace into a light doze, with the distant sounds of Wingull and Pelipper mixing with the hum of the ship's engines. Delia watched over him with a soft smile, her fingers absentmindedly stroking his hair as she took in the picturesque surroundings. Meanwhile, Ashi had found a new spot to sit at the bow of the ship, her legs dangling over the edge as she watched the water part smoothly before them.
Nearly five that afternoon, the ferry docked at Silver Rock Island's thronging port, filled with merchants hawking their wares and sailors hurrying about their tasks. The Ketchum family disembarked with the other passengers into the open harbor, passing the next group waiting to board for the return trip. A young man holding a sign bearing the name "Ketchum" greeted them cheerfully, undoubtedly their driver from the Hibiscus Hotel. "Mr. and Mrs. Ketchum?" he asked, shaking Ace's hand and nodding to his wife and daughter. "I'm Bennie. Welcome to Johto. I hope your flight was pleasant." He spoke with a Johtonese accent that Ashi found intriguing.
Ace shrugged, feeling much better now that he was on solid ground and regaining his normal complexion. "Not too bad, especially considering it was our daughter's first time flying. She handled it pretty well, didn't you, honey?" He glanced at Ashi, who nodded enthusiastically.
"Flying was cool, but I liked the ferry better. At least I could move around the deck! Sitting in a plane the whole time was boring," Ashi exclaimed, prompting laughter from everyone.
"Glad to hear it. Welcome to the Silver Isle," Bennie said as he efficiently loaded the family's luggage into his car in the harbor parking lot. Ace took the passenger seat beside him, while Delia and Ashi settled into the back. Once everyone had buckled up, Bennie shifted gears and pulled out of the harbor, embarking on the journey along the open road to Kasado City.
The drive to the Hibiscus Hotel, which should have taken at least thirty minutes from the docks, was extended as they decided to take the scenic route, much to Ashi's delight. The colorful architecture flickered past her window as she soaked in every detail with sheer awe. Noticing her daughter's fascination, Delia struck up a conversation with their driver, Bennie, about the city's history, which he was more than happy to share.
"Yessiree, the island is a popular tourist destination," Bennie chuckled, skillfully navigating through the busy traffic. "With its stunning beaches, delicious cuisine, and this year's Whirl Cup tournament, it has attracted countless trainers. Did you know that one of Kanto's Elite Four is participating?" Based on their reactions, it was clear that this was news to them. "Oh? Who might that be?" Delia asked, her curiosity piqued. Ashi also looked intrigued.
Glancing at them through the rearview mirror, the driver grinned broadly. "Word has it that it's Lance Redfern from Blackthorn City."
"Lance Redfern!" Ashi exclaimed, causing Ace to smile at her reaction. The Dragonslayer had to admit that he hadn't expected Lance to be the one taking part in the tournament. They had assumed Lorelei would be participating, given her extensive collection of Water-type Pokémon, which would have been perfect contenders for the event and likely would have won easily, as they were no pushovers. After all, they weren't called Elite for nothing.
However, Lance had gradually made a name for himself with his prowess, becoming a part of the Elite at the young age of thirteen after a vacancy opened up, cementing his position as one of Kanto's top members. He had certainly made an impact over the past few years since his debut. There was no doubt that Lance had the qualifications to be a part of that exclusive group. Ashi and Ace had witnessed his potential firsthand through video footage, revealing the powerful arsenal under his command. Ace was immensely impressed by Lance's skills, and the bond he shared with his Pokemon was a clear indication of why he had been Kanto's champion for the past four years and had secured his spot on the Elite squad.
Their driver nodded enthusiastically. "Yep! His participation has stirred quite a buzz among competitors, all itching to have a chance to go against him." Lance's presence had certainly drummed up business, with ongoing advertisements all around Johto and on social media attracting anyone interested in participating in the tournament this year when he signed up.
Ashi leaned back in her seat, taking a moment to absorb the exciting news. She never imagined her favorite trainer would be in the same region during their family trip—what an unexpected surprise for her birthday!
Delia and Ace exchanged a knowing glance, having already guessed what had popped into their daughter's head. Ashi had been a huge Lance fan since he won his first Silver League, and finding out that she'd get to see her lifelong idol in person would be the icing on the birthday cake. The driver continued pointing out various landmarks and attractions, but Ashi's mind was elsewhere, envisioning the upcoming Whirl Cup and the prospect of watching the legendary Lance in action.
It wasn't long before the family reached the Hibiscus Hotel. The grand building stood tall and inviting, surrounded by lush gardens and swaying palm trees. They thanked Bennie before proceeding inside to check in. The driver's warning about the island's busy season proved true, with the hotel bustling with visitors. The spacious foyer was alive with trainers from various regions, their vibrant attire and Pokemon adding to the thrilling atmosphere that left the young girl elated.
"Wow, look at them all!" Ashi exclaimed, her eyes widening as she marveled at the visitors in the lobby. Trainers of all ages buzzed about, some engaged in lively conversations while others focused intently on their Pokemon battle strategies for the upcoming tournament.
As they approached the check-in counter, Ashi couldn't help but notice an activity board near the entrance. It displayed the month's events with times and dates for each one, promoting the Whirl Cup and festivals on specific days and locations throughout the islands. Among the posters for trades and specialty items, one caught her immediate attention.
It featured a familiar redheaded teen with his Dragonite in the background, proudly announcing a special meet-and-greet session with Lance during the Whirl Cup Tourney. Ashi practically vibrated with excitement as she eagerly grabbed the flyer and hurried to show her parents, who were occupied with the receptionist.
"Mama, Papa, look at this!" Delia turned to see her daughter holding up the flyer with childlike enthusiasm. "Lance is going to be there this week! Can we go? Please?" Ashi bounced on the balls of her feet, already imagining being face-to-face with her idol.
Delia checked their schedule and saw that they could make time for it, especially since it was also Ashi's birthday. "If that's what you really want, sweetie, we'll make sure you get to meet Lance during his meet-and-greet session," she promised with a smile.
After successfully checking in at the reception desk, Ace obtained key cards and made reservations for dinner at a nearby restaurant. Exhausted from their travels, they eagerly headed to their room for some much-needed rest and relaxation.
"I don't know about you two, but I am utterly drained from all that traveling. A quick nap to rejuvenate sounds absolutely perfect," Ace declared with his trademark grin. Delia wholeheartedly agreed and knew that a few hours of rest would rejuvenate them all before their evening plans.
Their baggage was waiting patiently next to a smiling bellhop flanked by a Machoke and Machamp. The strong arm Pokemon effortlessly carried the luggage as the family followed behind. Inside the elevator, Ace confidently pressed the button for the fifth floor, and they rose through the building alongside other hotel guests.
As the doors glided open with a soft chime, they stepped into a spacious corridor adorned with magnificent paintings showcasing legendary Pokemon battles. These vibrant works of art only added to the luxurious atmosphere of the hotel. Their suite consisted of two connecting rooms, one for the parents and one for Ashi, with an unlocked door courtesy of the accommodating staff.
Both rooms were nothing short of extravagant, featuring large balconies with breathtaking views of the sparkling ocean. As Ace generously tipped the bellhop for his help, Delia brought Ashi's suitcase to her room while Ace brought theirs to the adjacent one.
Meanwhile, Ashi excitedly unpacked her belongings while exploring every nook and cranny of her new temporary home. She eventually stumbled upon the immense queen-size bed and couldn't resist leaping onto it with glee. Her bouncy movements caused some of her belongings to scatter around, much to her mother's dismay.
"Mama! This bed is so springy, just like Snorlax's belly!" Ashi giggled as she sunk into the soft, cloud-like mattress, feeling weightless and content. Delia couldn't stay angry at her daughter, knowing that she would have done the same thing at her age. She simply shook her head at Ashi's playful nature.
"Ashi, remember to take it easy. We have a dinner reservation at eight o'clock, so please try to settle down," Delia reminded her daughter while finishing putting away the last of her clothes. Barely paying attention, Ashi continued rolling around on the bed before finally snuggling under the covers with a satisfied yawn.
"Yes, Mama!" Ashi replied sleepily as she closed her eyes. Delia carefully tucked in her precious daughter and planted a loving kiss on her forehead before quietly leaving the room.
With Ashi now sound asleep for her afternoon nap, Delia checked on her husband in their adjoining suite. The elegant room was decorated in calming shades of blue and white, with a balcony offering stunning views of Silver Isle's turquoise waters. Ace lay on the comfortable bed with his eyes closed, waiting for his wife. Delia let out a contented sigh as she joined him in the plush bedding, and he eagerly pulled her close, both relishing in each other's embrace.
"This place holds such fond memories for us," Delia reminisced about their first stay at a smaller yet tastefully decorated hotel by the water. She could feel Ace's chest rumble with laughter as he responded, "It hasn't changed much since then, but this is Ashi's first visit to these islands. I'm sure she'll want to explore all of them eventually. For now, we must make this the best birthday vacation ever for our little girl." His confident words reassured Delia, who returned his tender smile. Ace already had his alarm set to wake them so that they could see they were ready for a night on the island with their baby girl by their side.
As the sun began its slow descent, casting a warm orange glow over the tranquil island, Delia went to rouse Ashi from her afternoon nap so they could prepare for their evening plans. The young girl sprang to her feet, rejuvenated and ready to explore the town with her parents.
After quickly changing into their carefully chosen vacation outfits, Delia and Ashi joined Ace in the living room. He had also undergone a transformation, opting for a casual yet chic outfit of dark slacks, a loose-fitting blue shirt, open-toe sandals, and a crisp white jacket to fend off the evening chill. As they made their way down to the main lobby, they received directions from the friendly staff and set out on foot towards their dinner destination.
The family arrived at the restaurant just as the clock struck eight, delighted by the receptionist's recommendation. They were led to an open-air dining area, allowing them to bask in the gentle ocean breeze while gazing out at the expansive harbor before them. The cordial staff greeted them warmly and guided them to their reserved table, perfectly positioned for a breathtaking view of the sunset.
Ace couldn't help but admire his two beautiful girls as they settled into their seats. Delia looked stunning in her sundress adorned with lilac camisole and sparkling sequin flowers while Ashi exuded youth and wonderment in her white spaghetti-strap shirt with blue flowers and pink skirt. "This is amazing," Ashi exclaimed with a radiant smile.
As their waiter took their drink orders, they perused the menus with excitement. Ashi eagerly explored the numerous choices, overwhelmed by the variety. Anticipating her desire to try everything, Ace and Delia ordered a few appetizers for the table, allowing everyone to indulge in a diverse selection of island delicacies. For their main course, they chose the recommended special of the day.
As they waited for their food, the family discussed plans for the following day, as the tournament wouldn't commence until the day after. Suggestions flowed easily as they savored the island's exquisite cuisine. Ashi found the food delicious, though not quite as amazing as her Mama's home cooking. Still, she thoroughly enjoyed the flavors and even had room for dessert: a Pecha Berry Parfait, which she shared with her Papa's Key Lum Pie and Mama's Mago Sorbet.
They savored each bite while admiring the picturesque scenery surrounding them. The vibrant colors of the boats sailing into the harbor caught Ashi's eye, their sails billowing in the warm breeze like butterflies fluttering over the crystal clear water. She couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and curiosity about the exotic-looking Pokémon aboard, wondering where they came from and what adventures they had been on.
As the day slowly turned into night, stars began to twinkle across the broad sky, reflecting off the shimmering surface of the ocean. Lights began to flicker on in nearby buildings and ships, creating a magical ambiance around them.
"Can we come back here again?" Ashi asked hopefully, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she gazed at the extensive menu filled with enticing dishes.
"Of course, honey, whatever you wish for on your birthday vacation," Ace replied with a warm smile. "We have all the time in the world to explore this island together." Delia and Ace shared a knowing look, silently promising each other to make Ashi's birthday vacation unforgettable.
As the evening wound down and the restaurant began to empty out, they paid their bill and made their way back to the hotel. The cool night air enveloped them, carrying with it the salty scent of the ocean. Ashi skipped ahead, her hand reaching out to catch the gentle breeze as she hummed a tune under her breath. Delia slipped her hand into Ace's, smiling up at him as they walked in comfortable silence. Together, they soaked in every moment of their idyllic surroundings and cherished being together as a family on this special trip.
Back in their suite, Ashi yawned sleepily, her eyes drooping with exhaustion from the day's excursion. Delia tucked her into bed once more, pressing a soft kiss to her daughter's forehead before turning out the lights.
Alone at last, Ace drew Delia into his embrace, his arms encircling her tenderly. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he swept her up and carried her towards their private suite. As the door closed softly behind them, Delia's melodic laughter echoed through the room. "Oh Acnologia, you naughty dragon!" she teased playfully.
In the sanctuary of their chambers, Ace and Delia savored the intimate moment, their love and connection palpable in the air. The room was bathed in the gentle glow of moonlight, casting an enchanting ambiance. Delia's giggles intertwined with Ace's deep chuckles, a harmonic testament to their joy and affection.
Words became unnecessary as they communicated through tender caresses and soulful gazes. Each touch conveyed the depth of their bond, a language of love only they could understand. In the comfort of each other's arms, they found solace and ignited passion, their hearts beating as one.
The night unfolded like a beautiful dance, promising moments of blissful unity and unwavering devotion. And as the moon drifted higher in the sky, casting its ethereal light over the city below, Ace and Delia lost themselves in each other's embrace until exhaustion finally claimed them.
The following morning brought renewed energy and excitement for the family as they awoke feeling refreshed and eager for their next adventure. Ashi couldn't help but notice her mother's radiant glow and father's wide grin as he bent down to whisper something in Delia's ear, causing her cheeks to flush pink. She playfully slapped his arm in response.
Once again, Ashi mused that adults could be so weird, and she hoped she would never behave like that when she grew up. The family headed to the main floor and enjoyed a delicious breakfast buffet in the hotel's complimentary lounge before setting off for Blue Point Isle.
Delia had planned the trip strategically, knowing that today was the annual Parade of the Chinchou, a spectacular migration of newly hatched Pokemon from the mountain to the lagoon. It would be an ideal opportunity for the family to witness the event, and she was sure Ashi would love watching the Pokemon march through the streets in front of cheering spectators.
With the parade scheduled for sundown, they had ample time to explore the city and learn about the island's rich cultural heritage. Ashi was captivated by everything she discovered and marveled at the colorful buildings and friendly locals as they made their way to the lagoon.
As they waited for the Chinchou parade to begin, Delia explained the significance of this tradition and how it symbolized new beginnings and hope for the future. Ashi listened with rapt attention, taking photos with her camera to capture these special moments.
When the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, the family took the last ferry back to Silver Isle and made their way to their hotel. The day had been filled with laughter, new experiences, and cherished moments that strengthened their bond.
Walking hand in hand through the lively city streets, Ashi skipped ahead, her excitement palpable. Delia and Ace exchanged a loving glance, their hearts brimming with affection for their daughter, knowing these memories would be treasured for years to come.
Ashi's voice brimmed with excitement as she declared, "I can't wait for tomorrow!" The Whirl Cup tournament, spanning from dawn until dusk, was certain to attract countless spectators eager to witness skilled trainers and their Pokémon battling for victory. Delia and Ace grinned at Ashi's enthusiasm, her eyes sparkling with determination and anticipation.
Before they retired to their rooms for the night, Ace made sure to pack spare rolls of film for Ashi's camera and ensured his camcorder had ample storage to capture the day's incredible battles. Ashi hoped to get some great shots for her keepsake journal, a suggestion from her mother that she was now excited to fulfill. As they drifted off to sleep, the family's thoughts were filled with anticipation for what awaited them the next day.
The next morning, Ace's alarm startled them awake as they hurriedly got ready for the big day ahead. With the tournament starting at nine and a ferry departing at eight sharp, time was of the essence. While Ace rushed into the bathroom, Delia woke their daughter from her peaceful slumber. They knew the importance of arriving early to secure good seats, especially since the event was on a nearby island that required a boat ride. After quickly grabbing breakfast, they joined the line forming at the harbor before successfully boarding the first vessel across.
The bustling energy of the festival was palpable, a tangible force that seemed to vibrate through the air as trainers from all over gathered in the sprawling water stadium below. The crowd was a sea of eager fans, their excitement evident in their boisterous cheers and thunderous applause. From her front row seat, Ashi eagerly watched as trainers meticulously prepared their Pokemon for battle, fine-tuning every move and strategy. As sunlight danced on the glistening waves and the smell of salt and seaweed drifted up to their seats, Ashi couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation for the upcoming battles.
The announcer's booming voice drew everyone's attention, his words echoing off the walls of the open amphitheater as he explained the rules and pointed to the large monitors that displayed each trainer's Pokemon stats. Ashi scanned the screen with sharp eyes, easily finding Lance's headshot among the lineup. She promised herself to cheer him on with all her might in his upcoming battle.
As trainers and their water-type Pokemon gracefully battled against each other, showcasing unique abilities and a deep bond with their trainers, the atmosphere in the stadium crackled with electricity. Ashi couldn't contain her excitement, screaming and cheering alongside her Papa who playfully rooted for a different team. Delia sat beside them, a serene observer taking in the sights and sounds of the event while also keeping a watchful eye on her family. She smiled proudly at the unbreakable bond between Ashi and her father, united by their love for Pokemon battles.
The stadium was alive with the energy of the Pokemon battles, each round bringing louder cheers and more intense strategies. Ashi and Ace were fully immersed in the competition, erupting into cheers for every victorious trainer who made it through to the next stage. During the brief intermission, Ace dashed off to grab some much-needed sustenance from the concession stands while Ashi eagerly awaited her father's return so they could resume watching the thrilling and heart pounding matches together.
Delia watched on with a gentle smile, grateful for the special connection between her daughter and husband over their shared love for Pokemon battles. She couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she saw Ashi's eyes light up with excitement at each gripping moment of the tournament.
Amidst the controlled chaos of trainers and Pokemon, Delia's soothing voice reached Ashi's ears like a warm hug. The young girl turned to her mother, who radiated a loving smile down at her.
"Are you having fun, sweetheart?" Delia asked, and Ashi nodded enthusiastically with anticipation for the upcoming battles. But amidst her excitement, a nagging thought crept into her mind. The trainers had to go through two rounds to qualify and seeing Lance had yet to have his second to last one but with so many skilled trainers competing, would her hero have a chance at winning? Despite knowing that he was an Elite and surely capable of dominating any opponent, Ashi couldn't help but worry of a possible outcome that might fall in favor of someone else defeating Lance before the day was finished and knocking him out of the running.
"Mama, who do you think will win the cup?" Ashi finally voiced her concerns, fidgeting nervously with her shorts. "I mean who do you think has the best chance of moving forward tomorrow and beyond?"
Delia could sense why she was asking and wanted to ease her worries by imparting some sage advice.
"Well Ashi, I have seen some strong contenders so far, but when it comes to Pokemon battles, it ultimately comes down to the trainer's decisions and strategies. It's important to plan ahead and know your team's strengths and weaknesses while also anticipating your opponent's moves. But sometimes, the outcome is never certain, and you just have to have faith in your team. Just as you will one day do the same with your own Pokemon."
Ashi understood her mother's words, but couldn't help the tightening feeling in her chest at the thought of facing such challenges herself in the future. Sensing her daughter's unease, Delia changed the subject and offered some encouragement.
"And remember, Lance is not one to back down easily. He and his Pokemon are hardworking and determined, just like you are. So don't worry too much and give it your all to cheer him on." Delia watched as Ashi's face lit up with renewed determination, her words having the desired effect - Ashi would be there to cheer Lance on till the very end.
"Yeah, you're right," Ashi agreed, "there's no way he'll go down without a fight. Lance is an incredible dragon trainer, and Gyarados was so impressive when it unleashed its Dragon Pulse earlier."
Ashi's admiration for the skilled teenage trainer was palpable, evident on her youthful face as she watched Lance's incredible performance in his first match. His presence on the stage was radiant, commanding attention with his powerful Pokemon by his side. She couldn't tear her eyes away from him, standing tall and proud with his spiky crimson hair slicked back to reveal his sharp features to the audience. The sun caught his wild mane, transforming it into a sea of fiery flames.
He appeared like a knight straight out of a storybook, embodying all the qualities of a noble warrior - bravery, chivalry, and an unwavering dedication to protect the innocent and defend the weak. His outfit only added to this image, with a navy blue tunic trimmed in bold red-orange, a sturdy brown belt cinched around his waist, and large black boots adorned with two rings of vibrant orange at the top. The cuffs of his long sleeves were sleek and stylish, black fabric accented by intricate orange zigzagging trim. And no hero would be complete without a flowing cape draped around their neck - Lance's was a striking contrast of black on the outside and rich crimson red on the inside.
As Ashi's thoughts lingered on Lance's earlier performance, a sudden and unfamiliar warmth spread throughout her body. It started in her chest, a bubbling sensation that quickly expanded to every inch of her being. Her heart raced uncontrollably, its beat matching the frantic flutters in her stomach. Like a swarm of Butterfree, her emotions were in a chaotic frenzy. She couldn't quite pinpoint the source of this feeling, but it seemed to envelop her without warning or explanation.
Ashi prayed that it would pass quickly - she couldn't afford to miss any more of the exciting tournament due to something as trivial as feeling unwell. She took a deep breath and tried to will the strange warmth away, determined to not let it hinder her enjoyment of the event.
However, just as quickly as the feeling came over her, it dissipated. She shrugged it off as simply getting caught up in the excitement and heat of competition. Little did she know, her mother had already noticed and recognized these symptoms all too well - her daughter had a crush. Delia couldn't help but inwardly giggle at the thought, her eyes sparkling with delight. She had always suspected that Ashi's admiration for Lance would turn into something more, and it seemed she was proven right.
(Isn't that adorable?) Delia mused to herself, though her inner researcher also acknowledged the likelihood given Ashi's status as a Dragonslayer like her father. Of course she would be drawn to someone who uses Dragon-type Pokemon.
But then again, Papa might not see it that way. Delia was grateful that it was her and not Ace who discovered this, knowing how overprotective her husband could be when it came to their little girl. Perhaps it would be best to keep this discovery to herself for now. However, she made a mental note to have a discreet conversation with Ashi about it later, wanting to avoid any potential embarrassment for her daughter.
Meanwhile, Ace returned to his family with an armload of snacks and drinks, noting his mate's expression and wondering what he had missed. But before he could inquire, the announcer called out that they were ready to continue the competition. Ace decide he'll ask about it afterwards as he settled back down in his seat, ready to enjoy the rest of the event alongside his family.
As the fierce battles continued, Ashi's eyes never leaving the arena as each trainer put on an impressive display of skills, eliciting cheers from the crowd.
Finally, it was time for Lance's match once again. With bated breath, Ashi watched as he confidently stepped onto the stage alongside his towering Gyarados. It scales shimmering brilliantly before it gave a loud roar to announce itself that it was rearing to go. The opponent sent out a formidable Blastoise, setting the stage for an epic showdown. The battle was intense and strategic, with both trainers showcasing their skills.
The crowd erupted with excitement as the two powerful Pokemon clashed in a spectacular display of strength and strategy. Gyarados's Dragon Rage clashed against Blastoise's Hydro Pump, each attack met with equal force and determination. Ashi watched with rapt attention, her heart was racing uncontrollably like a Rapidash galloping freely across the plains but feeling nonetheless exhilaration pumping and was quite contagious as it infect the spectators all around them. Things were really heating up between the two water type and finding the intensity between them was like a Charizard's Flamethrower scorching through the sky - a dazzling spectacle that captivated all who witnessed it. The battle between Lance and his opponent reached its peak, the trainers exchanging precise commands while their Pokemon obeyed with unwavering loyalty. Gyarados's powerful jaws clamped down on Blastoise's shell, but the water-type Pokemon retaliated with a swift Ice Beam that narrowly missed its mark. The crowd gasped collectively, the tension palpable in the air as the match could go either way. Ashi clenched her fists in anticipation, her eyes glued to the battlefield as if she could will victory upon her hero.
In a split second decision, Lance issued a daring move that took everyone by surprise. "Gyarados, use Hyper Beam at point-blank range!" he commanded, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle. The sea serpent Pokemon unleashed a blinding beam of energy directly at Blastoise, the sheer force of the attack causing shockwaves to the ripple through the battlefield. Ashi held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the outcome unfold before her eyes. The Hyper Beam struck Blastoise head-on, engulfing it in a brilliant explosion of light and power. For a moment, the arena fell silent, the spectators holding their breath in anticipation.
As the light faded, revealing the aftermath of the powerful attack, it became clear that Blastoise was unable to continue. The referee raised his flag, signaling the end of the match. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, celebrating Lance's victory and Gyarados' impressive display of strength.
Ashi couldn't contain her excitement as she leapt to her feet, joining in the raucous cheers of the audience. Her eyes shone with admiration and awe as she watched Lance and his Gyarados take a bow, their movements graceful and humble despite their recent victory. As one of the top sixty-four contenders for the upcoming tournament, Lance basked in the adoration of the crowd, expressing his gratitude for their unwavering support. Ashi's gaze followed his out towards the sea of cheering spectators, and when he looked in her direction, a strong surge of emotion washed over her. It was as if she was being pulled into a swirling vortex of feelings, and her heart threatened to burst from her chest. Lance's intense stare seemed to lock onto hers amidst the chaos of the cheering crowd, his piercing mahogany eyes meeting her own deep pools of aquamarine. The heat rose in Ashi's cheeks as she couldn't look away, completely captivated by his magnetic presence.
Ace noticed Ashi's elevated heartbeat and turned to see his daughter flushed with red cheeks, resembling the fiery hue of Charmeleon's skin. His curiosity piqued, he followed her gaze and saw that she was fixated on Lance as he exited the arena, never once taking her eyes off of him. Papa's protective instincts flared up, causing his magical energy to stir uneasily within him.
He couldn't believe it - his precious baby girl was showing interest in a boy, and one seven years her senior at that! Delia, sensing her husband's agitation, reached out a calming hand to remind him to stay composed.
The last thing they needed was for a powerful Dragonslayer like Ace to throw a tantrum overprotecting his precious daughter!
Unaware of the tense atmosphere beside her, Ashi relaxed back into her seat, grateful that her idol would still be performing in tomorrow's lineup. She hoped he would make it through to the very end of the tournament.
As the final match of the day came to an end and the audience began to disperse, The Ketchum made the decision to head back to Silver Isle on one of the water taxis with glass bottoms. As they glided over the crystal-clear waters, passengers could catch glimpses of Pokemon swimming playfully underneath them. Getting back to the harbor and seeing they made it back as the streets were still lively with activity and that the family decided to walk down the main road where all the venders were still at it trying to sell their goods to the passing tourists. They walked through the bustling marketplace, admiring the rows of stalls selling all sorts of goods. The Dragonslayer saw how people would be crowding around certain stalls to look at the items on display and some try to haggle the prices before they come to agreement and buy it from the seller. Delicate jewelry and beautifully crafted artisan pieces caught his eye, reminding him of the time he and Delia had studied the material used for them.
Similar to the evolutionary stones, this object held a concentrated mana that could be extracted and absorbed by the Dragonslayer's body, providing a boost to their magical reserves after proper digestion. Ashi had yet to try it, but he briefly considered seeking out an abandoned mine to extract the valuable substance from. However, he knew it was a risky endeavor and didn't want to attract unwanted attention or jeopardize his daughter's special vacation. After all, Delia would not be pleased if he disrupted their family bonding time. Perhaps he could visit a Blacksmith or local jeweler to see if they had any spare raw materials that he could negotiate for at a good price. It would certainly be a treat for his daughter to sample pure silver as a birthday delicacy.
As Delia and Ashi leisurely perused the bustling marketplace, they were captivated by a street performer's act featuring Pansage, Pansear, and Panpour. The trio of Pokemon displayed impressive elemental tricks, drawing in a large crowd. Meanwhile, the Dragonslayer took advantage of their distraction to discreetly purchase some trinkets for their daughter and a special gift for his wife. He carefully selected each item with thought and care, knowing they would be wrapped in the privacy of their suite later on. Delia rewarded the young trainer with some cash for putting on such an entertaining show before rejoining Ace at his side to continue browsing the stalls.
As they meandered through the crowded marketplace, Delia's discerning gaze caught sight of some exquisite decorative pieces that would beautifully adorn their home. Her delicate fingers traced the intricate patterns of a wind chime, its melodious tinkling bringing a smile to her face. She imagined the tranquil sound it would bring to their garden, a reminder of their wonderful family trip. Ace joined her side, admiring the wind chime she held gently in her hands.
"Lovely," he remarked softly, his eyes full of warmth and love as they met Delia's. She nodded in agreement, her gaze softening at the sight of her husband. "A perfect addition to our garden," she replied with a twinkle in her eye. As they purchased the wind chime and other decorative pieces, Ashi wandered off to explore the vibrant marketplace. She marveled at the colorful array of goods, from handcrafted jewelry to delectable sweets that made her mouth water. The scent of freshly baked cookies shaped like popular Pokemon wafted through the air, tempting Ashi with its sweetness. She yearned to try some but knew her parents would want to wait until after dinner. Still, she made a mental note to persuade them to buy some for later.
Next to the sweet vendor was a toy maker selling his handcrafted creations. Ashi's eyes widened with wonder at the variety of Pokemon plushies on display – each one meticulously crafted and painted with care and attention to detail. But there was one that caught her eye - a legendary Pokemon native to this region - Lugia.
"That one is quite popular," the kind old merchant explained with a smile. "It has been my bestseller for over fifty years."
Ashi could see why - with its adorable and squishy appearance, it was hard not to fall in love with the plushie. She thought fondly of her own cherished Charmander doll back at the hotel - Balerion, or Bale as she affectionately called him. He was her first ever plushie, gifted to her by her Papa when she was just a toddler. Hers was different from others because Papa had personally dyed it black with blue stitching to resemble their markings. He had also used magic so that Bale would never fall apart or become stained, no matter how many adventures they went on outside in the yard or down by the beach. He was her best friend and keeper of secrets who listen without interrupting her whenever she babble about things and even guard her as she sleeps.
But Bale wasn't the only doll in Ashi's collection. Papa liked to surprise her with special gifts whenever he was away for work. However, Bale held a special place in her heart as a reflection of herself - unique and precious. Even though she brought him along on their first vacation, she left him behind in their suite to keep him company while exploring with her parents.
Lost in thought, Ashi didn't notice her parents approaching until they stood next to her, admiring the Lugia plushie. Ace saw that it perfectly matched Delia's description of the legendary Pokemon - intricate detailing and a soft, cuddly body.
Turning to his daughter, Ace asked, "Would you like this as a souvenir from our trip?" She didn't need to answer verbally – her eyes lit up at the thought. Ace couldn't help but chuckle at how well he knew his daughter.
(Truthfully, Ashi probably has the largest collection of dragon type dolls out of everyone, but I don't mind since we all know which ones are the strongest, thanks to me.)
Ashi's eyes widened in pure delight and deep gratitude as the vendor passed the plushie into her eagerly waiting hands. She held it close to her heart, feeling its softness and warmth against her skin. Ace, smiled warmly at his daughter's joyous expression while the old seller chuckled softly at the scene before him.
"Now Ashi, what do you say?" Ace prompted with a gentle nudge. Ashi turned to both her father and the vendor, her face beaming with happiness as she bowed in a polite gesture.
"Thank you so much! It's absolutely beautiful," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. The merchant's smile grew wider. "I am glad to hear that, young lady. I hope you will treasure it and keep it with you always."
As they finished their shopping and made their way back to the hotel, Ashi clutched her new friend tightly, already brainstorming possible names for it. After setting their bags aside, the family saw to later order room service and enjoyed a satisfying dinner amongst their own company. Ashi happily nibbled on a Pokemon sugar cookie and licked her lips, savoring every last crumb of its deliciousness. She longed for another one but was told by her mother that three was enough for now and that she should save the rest for later.
Then seeing it drew to a close as Ashi relaxed in the comfort of her suite after a luxurious bubble bath. In her cozy jigglypuff and Clefairy patterned pajamas, she lay on her stomach with her legs kicking back and forth while telling Bale all about the exciting battles she had witnessed and introducing him to Lulubell, their newest plushie addition. Her doll listened intently as she recounted every detail, until her parents came in to tell her it was time for bed.
Bale and Lulubell sat perched on Ashi's bed, her faithful companions in the land of dreams. She nestled under the covers, her eyes drooping with fatigue but her heart still full of the day's adventures. Delia kissed her daughter's forehead gently, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face.
"Goodnight, sweetheart," she whispered, planting another kiss on Ashi's cheek. Ace followed suit, tucking the blankets snugly around their daughter.
"Sleep well, my little dragon," he murmured, a smile playing on his lips. Ashi returned their affection with a sleepy smile, feeling safe and loved in their presence.
As her parents left the room, Ashi closed her eyes and snuggled closer to Bale and Lulubell. Overall, it had been a magical day filled with excitement and new experiences. Ashi felt content as she drifted off to sleep, with her plushies nestled on either side of her, her mind filled with happy memories and dreams of future adventures.
Ashi lay in peaceful slumber, completely unaware of the tiny, invisible presence that slipped into her room. The creature materialized without hesitation, its small form adorned with a rounded snout, triangular ears, and large, sky-blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of mischief. Its arms were short with three-fingered paws, while its hind paws boasted oval markings on their soles. A long tail trailed behind it, thin and delicate with an ovoid tip. This pokemon was known as Mew - a legendary being said to possess psychic abilities and rumored to be the ancestor of all other pokemon.
Mew floated around the room, moving to come towards the sleeping girl but seeing it didn't do anything to disturb her. It had been in Johto for some time now, finding that it like to wander aimlessly without a destination and finding its attention drawn to the energy of the upcoming tourney and thought to take watch of all these trainers from high above. It had been quite a fun turnout, but then suddenly it felt a spike of strong energy emanating from the audience and seeing to pinpoint where it came from. The dark skinned individual with the blue markings on his body had definitely gave off a strong essence, older than a normal mortal but could be very well on par with say a legendary which should be impossible. The Pokemon found it was in the company of a young woman and a child that also bore the same facial markings and distinct features of the two, indicating she was their daughter.
The curious pokemon, akin to a Meowth chasing after a glistening coin, fixated on the trio even after the competitions concluded. It followed them through the bustling crowd, careful not to be noticed by the man who periodically glanced around - perhaps sensing its presence. Mew maintained a safe distance, wary of attracting unwanted attention.
The family boarded a watercraft and set sail for the neighboring island. Mew trailed behind, observing their movements in the market. But it was the young girl who captivated its interest the most - she carried within her the same essence as her sire, though not yet at his level. Still, it was entertaining to follow her as she darted from one stall to another, clutching her new doll purchased by her father.
Mew chuckled softly to itself, invisible to all but those with a keen eye for the mystical. It watched as Ashi's eyes sparkled with excitement, her laughter ringing through the air like chiming bells. The little girl's innocence and wonder reminded Mew of times long past, when the world was a vast expanse of unknown possibilities waiting to be discovered.
Ashi skipped along the cobblestone pathways, her parents following close behind. Mew couldn't help but feel nostalgic as it observed the scene. Over the centuries, it had watched many children like Ashi, each with their own unique dreams and aspirations. Yet, there was something special about this girl that tugged at Mew's consciousness, compelling it to stay close and watch over her.
Once everyone had settled down for the night and Ashi's father had fallen asleep, Mew made its move. It floated closer to Ashi, who lay nestled in her bed with her two plushies by her side. The legendary Pokemon's presence filled the room with a gentle, warm glow. Mew watched over the sleeping girl, its sky-blue eyes brimming with curiosity and tenderness.
As Ashi slept, visions of Pokemon battles, lush forests, and fantastical creatures danced through her dreams. Mew sensed the purity of her heart and the deep love she held for the world and its inhabitants. With a graceful motion, Mew reached out a paw and gently touched Ashi's forehead, causing a soft glow to emanate from its touch. The light suffused Ashi's dreams with an otherworldly essence, and she stirred slightly, a smile gracing her lips as she embraced the warmth that enveloped her.
Its work done, Mew disappeared with a soft pink flash and a mischievous giggle, careful not to disturb Ashi's peaceful slumber. A gentle breeze swept through the room, imbuing it with a sense of tranquility and magic. When Ashi eventually awoke from her peculiar dream—one she could barely recall but left her feeling exhilarated and ready for adventure—she had no idea that her destiny had been forever changed that fateful night, all because she had caught the attention of a legendary Pokemon.