"Sleeping beauty, wake up," Ty shook Daphne awake, who grunted and mumbled something and didn't want to wake up. She was curled in fetus position hugging Newt who was in turn sleeping quite peacefully. "HEY!" he yelled into her ear but all he got was a mumbed "go awaaaaaaaay"
"OW!" Daphne bolted upright, rubbing her ribs. "You POKED me!"
"Well yeah, kinda had to as you were pretty much in hibernation, nice nasal tones by the way," Ty laughed and proceeded to wake up Newt.
"Don't make fun of meeee," Daphne whined in a voice that sounded like she was holding her nose closed, except she wasn't of course.
"Nice black eyes too…"
Within seconds Daphne stood in front of the bathroom mirror, poking at the huge black bruises under her eyes. She grunted, she had concealer with her but she wasn't sure it would work that well. And to top it all off the sleeping had made her bangs frizzy. There was only one thing to do. She grabbed her bag and started taking out the bare necessities. Straightening iron, mascara, concealer, foundation powder, that sort of thing. She started furiously applying the sticky concealer under her eyes. Didn't work perfectly but at least the bruises weren't that evident anymore. Then she covered it up with some powder and viola, she went from punched-in-the-face to hasn't-slept-in-two-years. It was improvement at least.
Next came the mascara for the skinwalker-eyelashes-syndrome. Then came brushing her hair, which was rather tangled and all and cause for a lot of flinching. She'd barely started powering up her straightener when Ty called. "Hey Barbie, want me to make you a sandwich while you're locked up in there?!"
"Screw you Ty," she called back. "And gimme two with jam please!" She started attacking her bangs with the hot iron. After about fifteen minutes continuously torching the living daylight out of them they were finally straight. She, with utmost concentration, placed her black headband into her hair and… perfect! Well, perfect-ish. She poked some at her nose, which had an unpleasant little bump in the middle which hurt like hell. Perfect-ish, definitely.
At least Ty did make her two sandwiches with jam. She looked out at the porch of the cabin to see Ty talking on his cell with someone. Probably his family. Talking about family, hadn't she promised to call hers every night? Riiiight…
She quickly snatched her own cell and typed in the number. It took forever but finally her mom picked up. "H-hello?" came the groggy sounds of a person who'd just woken up.
"Mom? Hey it's Daphne!"
"Daphne? I don't know a Daphne," her mom said sleepily. "Why is my only daughter calling me at six in the morning when she promised to call in the evening?"
"Six in the-" Daphne checked the rather obviously huge clock above the counter of the tiny kitched, yupp, definitely six o'clock. "Tyyyyyy," she grumbled. "Right, sorry mom, kind of got hung up on something yesterday…"
"On what? And who is Ty? Daphne are you already ignoring the stranger danger?" Jo demanded.
"Maaaaybe," Daphne answered but quickly changed the subject. "I kind of, sort of broke my nose yesterday…"
"You WHAT?!"
"Broke my nose, yes. You see there was this reeeeally weird dude out of nowhere and kind of jumped me and he had this really strong crocodile-thing and then one of his minions elbowed me in the nose, but don't worry! Ty took care of me, he knows first aid… I think. Or I hope he did."
"Daphne Alejandra Georgopoulos, get your ass back home RIGHT NOW!"
"Mom? That won't do, do you know how long it took me to get here?!" Daphne demanded. "You can't just order me to come back home!"
"Oh to hell I can!" Jo snapped. "You're only one day away and you've already broken your nose, got attacked by strangers and tagged along with another perfect stranger, an older boy I assume?"
"NO! Well, yes, maybe…"
"Come home. NOW."
"You know what, mom, no. No I won't. You tell Georgie I love him, alright, bye!" Daphne hung up, angry with her mom for ordering her around like that. So Ty was older than her, and a boy, and a perfect stranger, and she kind of sort of just demanded to tag along with him. Didn't mean that there was anything wrong with him, was there?
She grabbed her bag and stepped out to the porch where Ty was already waiting for her. "Ty, are you a pervert?"
"Am I WHAT? No! Of course not! Why would you even ask that?!"
"Oh, nothing, okay let's go-" Just as she walked along the grass her foot caught on something and she face-planted. "OW!" She yelled half into the ground. Getting up she rubbed her nose which was throbbing now, only to see something shiny on the ground. "SHINY!" She picked the shiny thing up that had caused her to trip, it was a chunk of metal.
"God no!" Ty outed in horror. Please, please, please tell me that's not what I think it is!
"What is it?" Daphne wondered. She got out her Pokédex and used it to hit the metal, to her surprise the Pokédex actually knew what it was. It droned out something about a "Metal Coat" and some other crap until it droned out something interesting too. "It is used to evolve Onix into a Steelix."
"Steelix? What's that?" The Pokédex had an answer for that too. Up came a picture of a totally wicked, kickass and downright terrifying creature. "AWESOME!" Daphne clapped her hands cheerfully. "ALRIGHT! Let's evolve you Galileo!"
"Actually, let's not!" Ty grabbed the Metal Coat from Daphne. "It's, eeehm, not a good idea to, ehm, forcefully evolve a Pokémon, ehm, that, ehm, young, yeah!" Ty pulled out of his ass. There were few things that terrified him as much as that stupid girl with a creature that could probably wipe out entire cities. "You know what, I, ehm, I'll hold on to it until Onix is read, okay? It's really heavy so, yeah, ehm, I'll keep it with me. Okay?"
"Okay, sure," Daphne said cheerfully, daydreaming about having such a creature as that Steelix under her wing. It would be AWESOME.
Oh God, Ty thought. Now I'm never going to get to get rid of her. Alright Ty, it's for the good of mankind, repeat, for the good of mankind. You can do this, you're a martyr, man, a freaking martyr! They're gonna call you a SAINT after they find out what you did. Saind Tyler. Yeah, totally.
"Ehm, helloooooo," Daphne waver her hand in front of his eyes. "I said let's get going!"
"Oh, right, yeah, yeah, totally, Saint Tyler…"
"What did you say?"
"Ehm, nothing, let's goooo!"
***
"CIVILIZATION! I CAN TASTE IT IN THE AIR!" Daphne twirled in the air at the delight of the very yellow sight in the distance. "We're going to make it Robinson, we're going to make it!"
"Could you maybe not yell? You're giving me a headache," Ty complained rubbing his head. They'd been walking for a few hours and finally Citrine city was in sight. FINALLY. Some REST from the hyperactive child walking next to him!
"Wait, what's that?" Daphne pointed at the sound of violent hissing. When they got a little closer they could see a black snake in an epic battle to the death with a little orange deer-thing. Well actually it was more a battle for death for the little deer. The snake had itself wrapped all around the little deer probably about to have a meal-time. Daphne stared at it, she'd never seen Pokémon eat, or attempt to eat, other Pokémon before, it was rather disturbing. "Onix, go save that poor Deer-thing!" She called releasing her own psycho snake.
Onix roared and thundered towards the snake who startled enough to let the little deer go. It then hissed in response to Onix' roared and puffed itself up. "Ehm, shouldn't you check the thing out first?" Ty suggested .
"Right! But how do I get close enough to hit it?"
"Hit it? You just push that button there!" He pushed it for her and the Pokédex started droning thing out about a "Seviper."
"Oh…" Daphne said, then shrugged. "I liked hitting it better. Okay Onix? Use screech!" Both humans covered up their ears as Onix screeched worthy of a banshee, making the Seviper writhe in pain. "Now use wrap!" Onix closed the distance as quickly as a solid rock snake could and wrapped himself around the Seviper. However it wouldn't be so easy, the Seviper snaked himself out of it easily, seemed like she wasn't going to fight this snake with its own tactics.
The Seviper wrapped itself around Onix instead and then licked him RIGHT between the rocks of his body. A violent shudder when through Onix and he kept shuddering. "He's paralyzed," Ty provided for Daphne, who panicked.
"Okay, okay, what do I do, WHAT DO IT DO?!"
"Stay calm for one, it'll just slow him down, keep battling," Ty provided with an eye-roll.
"Okay, Onix, use rock throw!" Onix, however, just shuddered and stayed as he was while the Seviped continued using his lick attack.
"That's normal, sometimes he'll freeze, just try it again."
"Rock throw, come on Galileo!" Onix finally shook himself loose a little. He did a little move on his own accord, rolling over the ground squashing the snake underneath him. Then he rammed it with his huge tail, and did it again, and again, and again.
"Tell him to stop!" Ty yelled out. Daphne did and Onix stopped, but not without one more *tiny* slam. For good measure. NO ONE gave that Onix a status condition without paying for it in full. Onix huffed and stared at the now-fainted (and slightly flattened) snake on the ground. Whimp. He'd be good to never see that sucker agai- OH MY GOD WHY DID IT JUST DISSAPPEAR INTO A POKéBALL!
"Wait, you're catching it?!" Ty asked, having similar yet subdued thoughts to Onix'. Did this girl really need ANOTHER psycho snake?
"Well yeah, didn't you see how AWESOME that thing was? It was like NINJA LICK ATTACK and stuff!" Daphne rambled excitedly.
"I thought you wanted something fluffy?"
"Oh, right yeah, I did… Well I've still got Newt!"
"Newt's mine."
"Is he?"