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  • Junko "June" Enomoto
    Tuesday, September 29th
    Night
    Oldale-Littleroot Township
    While June is definitely happy about what just happened with Avril, she's still not entirely sure if that's what she should have done. The entire reason she asked the two of them to meet at the Pokemon Center in the first place was so she could stand up for herself and tell Avril that it wasn't going to work out, but not only could she not do that this time either, she ended up agreeing to the exact opposite of that! Honestly, she wouldn't mind under most circumstances, but Marie's words linger about, filling her mind with insecurities about how it's destined to end miserably. She won't be very pleased to hear June's decision. That's why once June was able to have some time to herself, she decided to get a third party's input on the situation at hand.

    "Junko? You're up later than usual. Somethin' on your mind?"

    "Hello mom! I'm sorry I haven't called you as often lately, it's just that I in fact have had a lot on my mind..."

    "Well go ahead and tell me everything- I got my work turned in early so I can stay up a bit. Same can't be said about your father though. He crashed the second he got home, and that man sleeps like a Snorlax."

    "I know, I could never forget after the camping incident..." June responds with a timid giggle. "Anyways, you remember Avril right?"

    "Oooooohh- You mean that girl you met in Dewford?" June's mom suddenly sounds a lot more intrigued. "How's that going?"

    "Quite well! There was some conflict between us for a bit, but ultimately we worked through it and both of us seem to agree they can get better going forward."

    "You don't mean…" June's mom gasps. "After only a week!? Damn, that's impressive!"

    "N-no, it's not quite what I meant, um… I mean, you have the right idea, b-but we decided to take it slowly is all."

    "I see, I see. That's a smart move actually. So many kids your age just rush into these sorts of things without thinking about it, I certainly wasn't any different- don't even get me started on your father!" She guffaws. "But seriously, I'm proud of you Junko. That's a very mature thing for you to decide."

    "Thanks…" June smiles slightly. "There is still one thing that's bothering me though, and um, well there's this other girl-"

    "Oh no, I don't like where this is going."

    "Nononono, i-it's not like that!! Um, it's just that this other girl who's older than me, Marie, is so much more experienced and has continuously warned me that she thinks being with Avril is something that would turn out poorly. So I'm worried that if she finds out that she might think less of me."

    "Earning the approval of your seniors must be important to you, isn't it?"

    "Mhm!" June aggressively nods.

    "I totally understand that. But what in particular was she warning you about with Avril?"

    "Um, you see- there was a point where Avril was heavily contemplating returning to her home region, Kalos, without so much as informing me. I did end up confronting her about it and Avril apologized, she seemed very genuine about it too. I forgave her, but Marie was certain she'd end up leaving Hoenn despite her apology, and that if Avril and I were together that I'd spend most of our time putting in an exhausting amount of effort convincing her to stay, which in-turn would take up time that I could use to work towards my other goals, and how our goals might be completely incompatible with each other which wouldn't be fair to Avril, and-"

    "Hey hey, slow down Junko." Her mom calmly interrupts. "Relationships are stressful, trust me, I would know. And these all seem like valid concerns, which is why I'd suggest bringing them up to Avril."

    "...I already have, actually."

    "You did? Well, what'd she say?"

    "To put it simply… That's how we decided to take things slowly."

    "Well, there ya go!" June's mom snickers. "Sure Marie might be disappointed, but if you're happy with the outcome, so what? You know yourself better than anyone else."

    "I…" Somehow June didn't come to that realization on her own despite how obvious it sounds, and the concept is mind-blowing to her. "...yes, I suppose that is true… b-but what if Marie was right and things do go poorly!"

    "Then she was right and things go poorly." June can very vividly picture her mom shrugging. "It's not a satisfying answer, I know, but that's just how life is. Whatever happens happens. Every decision you make has consequences, both good and bad. Nothing will ever turn out perfect, especially when it comes to relationships."

    "I think you might be correct." June smiles as her fears are dispelled. "Um… thank you so much!!"

    "Don't sweat it. And remember, if you have any more questions, don't hesitate to ask!"

    "I'll absolutely be sure to after tonight! Um, goodbye mom!"

    After hanging up, it hits June just how exhausted she is. She's been so anxious throughout the day she hasn't changed into her pajamas, brushed her teeth, showered, or anything like that. Normally this would bother her to no end, but she's willing to make an exception just this once to put it off until tomorrow. And thus, she sets her glasses on the nearby nightstand before crashing into the bed provided to her by the Pokemon Center and is fast asleep within seconds. Tomorrow is certainly looking to be a bright day.


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  • Junko "June" Enomoto
    Wednesday, September 30th
    Morning
    Oldale-Littleroot Township
    The very moment June steps out of bed she makes sure to do everything she glossed over last night. She starts by taking a nice relaxing shower to ease herself into the day ahead of her while processing everything that happened before passing out, namely the fact that she and Avril have something now. She doesn't know what that something will look like or how it'll go, but as her mother said, whatever happens happens. And even then, this isn't considering the fact that last night could have just been a dream, because this doesn't feel like it should be real. The only way she can really prove that is if she asks Avril directly, and after a thorough teeth brushing and a change of clothes, she heads to the lobby with the intent of doing something along those lines.

    The other girl happens to be just there, in the lobby, talking to the Pokémon Center nurse and handing her a Pokéball. She looks rather absorbed into that task, and in fact it's Poppy who first notices June and floats towards her with a smile.

    "Why hello there!" June nonchalantly greets while Einstein nods. "I hope you both had a good night's sleep." Is that a normal thing to say? Maybe not, but if her tone of voice is convincing enough that might not matter.

    The Flabébé just chirps, but that looks like an affirmative answer. She then leads June towards Avril, and perches back on top of her head once she's close enough.

    "Oh June!" The blonde girl exclaims as she turns around, seemingly startled. "Good morning… how are you today?" She blushes.

    "I just woke up, but I'm feeling confident today will go smoothly… err, just to clarify, what happened last night wasn't a dream, was it?"

    "Oh… no, it's all true!" Avril chuckles. "Unless you're talking about something else? I'm mostly talking about us talking over there and Einstein saving me and… you know…"

    "Of course, it was a bit of a silly question..." June gives a stilted laugh. Thank goodness. "It's just a little surreal is all."

    "I don't know, it doesn't make that much sense to me either, but it's happening anyways… I mean j-just look at us…" Avril smiles, her cheeks still red, as Poppy just giggles instead. "A-Anyways, shall we have some b-breakfast now?"

    "That sounds... just swell!" June notices Einstein joining in on Poppy's giggling. It only makes her more flustered, but at least he's making friends. "I would like to ask though, what were you planning for today?"

    "Uh… to tell the truth… not much!" Avril runs a hand through her hair. "The only important thing is my shift at Ebb and Flow, which leaves me time to… hm, get to know my Pokémon better, and see if my Wooloo is all healed up. And then… I don't really know!" She explains nervously.

    "I see… Um, I was wondering because I actually was considering departing Littledale very soon, and because we're… y'know... that we could travel together? If you want to, of course!"

    Avril stands there for a while without saying anything, empty tray in hand, and June starts to worry she might have touched on a sensitive subject given what happened in Petalburg. But it looks like she's thinking about a lot of things at once, like during a difficult math problem. "Ok ok, I should m-manage that! I'd l-love to come with you of course but I just have to m-make sure it's ok if I don't work this evening…" She eventually speaks up. "Yeah, it will be fine!" She says after a deep breath.

    "How delightful!" Another goofy smile starts to form on June's face. "Please be sure to let me know if anything comes up!" is what she's about to ask, but she holds her tongue when pondering if that'd make Avril more guilty or not. "I… suppose I have some things I should do before being on my way."

    "Well… I might need some time to pack up all of my stuff, if y-you want to leave quickly, and since I don't want to make you wait too long, I may have to… stay here a bit, I think." The blonde girl explains, before moving on to get her breakfast. "We can f-figure out that once we're sitting down?"

    "That's not a bad idea." As she starts to wait in the cafeteria line it stands out to her how short it is. "It's important to start the day with a nice meal, you know!"

    "For sure!" Avril nods, and Poppy chirps as well. After all, some of the berries on the blonde girl's tray look just perfect for her. June opts for eggs and rice with some broccoli and then heads over to an empty table.

    "But as for what you were saying- I'm not in a hurry, so I could wait as long as you need to finish up your tasks. I mean, if I can spend the next few days camping with you… I-I'd like that a lot…"

    "Oh… s-sure, we can do that of c-course!" Avril blushes even more. "So, I'll just get everything r-ready here in Littledale and then we can continue our journey and…" She shakes her head quickly, startling Poppy, just to try and collect herself.

    "I need to pack my bags as well, and we'll probably both be done with that around the same time." June says, pointing her chopsticks at her broccoli. "After that I would like to inform my aunts that I'm leaving, and... Well, you could come along if you want."

    "Hm…" Avril chuckles. "Interesting! But… no worries, you can go and meet them while I keep tidying up my room and checking on my Pokémon, and… and then we can meet again here, in the lobby. Sounds good?"

    "Right." June hesitantly scratches her chin. "That might be a good thing though- There might be some family drama involved."



    June stands in-front of the gate surrounding her aunts' farm for what might be the last time on this journey. She's hoping it'll go smoothly and that Akira won't still be bitter about June's decision to be a Pokemon trainer. She doesn't really plan to bring that up any more than is necessary though, so hopefully they can just flance over that topic.

    "Juneeeee! Wait please!" A familiar voice is heard, coming from outside, right at the moment June is closing the gate behind her. A sweating, red mess of a girl rolls by her with a worried expression that soon turns into laughter. "I c-can't believe I made it just in time!" She says between pants, fixing her glasses and her blonde short hair. On her feet, like the previous evening, are Ebb and Flow's skates.

    "Avril!? W-wait, I thought you were- what are you doing here??"

    "Oh, I… I…" The Kalos girl tries to catch her breath, a hand on June's shoulder. "Let's say I remembered a… a th-"

    "Well I'll be!" A booming voice announces. Seemingly coming from nowhere, Akira stands firm with her hands on her hips with a grin that reaches ear-to-ear. "I reckon everythin' musta been worked out between you two! What'd I tell ya, Avril?"

    "...I'm sorry, come again?"

    "Y-yeah, at least it got better!" Avril nods towards Akira, trying to look a bit more collected but still too wobbly to really succeed. "And uh… I should've connected the dots… but I worked here for two days now…" A silly smile appears on the blonde girl's face.

    "Shucks, ain't you two just the cutest lil' thang!"

    June continuously shifts her gaze between Avril and Akira in disbelief. "What- how did I not-"

    "Oh, she didn't tell ya Junko? Well lil' miss Avril here came moseyin' over to me askin' for love advice." Akira proudly tips her hat upwards with a single finger. "Ya can thank me for that!"

    "O-Oops… I came here to do some work but then of c-course, this came to the surface!" Avril blushes, while Poppy giggles from above. "I got useful advice overall, though!"

    "Don't forget that I helped as well!" Giorgia shouts from a distance.

    "Well, that's certainly a twist." June blushes. "B-but we're just taking it slowly for now!" Avril chuckles at that, but then nods approvingly.

    "That ain't such a bad idea." Akira crosses her arms. "Shoot, me 'n Giorgia did the same way back when, and it worked out pretty well I reckon. Now, is that all ya was gonna say or were you gonna tell us somethin' else?"

    "Right…" June clears her throat. "Initially I had come here to let you know I'm- we're going to be departing Littledale soon is all. I probably haven't stayed as long as you'd like, but I need to go to Slateport- I have something to return to Mr. Yamiguchi."

    "Is that so?" Giorgia asks as she walks closer, giving her wife a peculiar glance.

    "Ooh?" Avril chimes in, rolling slightly closer. "I mean… yes, that's the goal…!"

    "Hm, yes, that is a shame. We would have loved to have you two stay around, but it's to be expected since Junko is a Pokemon trainer afterall. And speaking of which, I believe Akira has something to say about that, don't you?"

    "Shucks, already?" Akira scratches the back of her head. "Guess I couldn't hold my tongue forever, huh?"

    "Wait, what do you mean?"

    "It's about yesterday," Akira sighs. "After I stormed out on ya yesterday Giorgia talked some sense into me, and lord knows I can't disagree with her… and maybe those ol' puppy dog eyes ya gave me pushed me just a smidge- Even though I still think Pokemon battlin' ain't nothin' more than senseless violence, I think if there's anyone I can trust to battle 'em responsibly, it's definitely you, Junko."

    "Oh…" June places both hands on her chest as if to contain her rapid heartbeat. "R-really? You mean it?" Avril gives the other girl a friendly pat on her shoulder in the meantime, blushing evidently as she does.

    "Well, after seein' your battle I think you could still use some improvement, but I can see you care more for your Pokemon than Junichi and that varmin' Tetsuo. They wouldn't be such a good help on the farm if ya didn't. You work harder than a Tauros on a hot summer day, and speakin' as a farmer myself, it'd be unwise to not respect your gumption. What I mean is- I support your decision, Junko."

    June's eyes widen, taking a second to even believe if what she hears is actually happening. Second time this past 12 hours she's had to do that. When the shock wears off, she can't help but throw her arms around her aunt, shouting "Oh, thank you so much!"

    Avril's eyes sparkle as Poppy chirps from above. She lets out a rather loud "Aww!" as she stands close by, before chiming in herself. "Actually, I'm so happy I didn't miss this…"

    "Shoot, I'm glad you're here too!" Akira looks down towards Avril as her niece detaches from her. "Knowin' how we're like two Doduo heads when it comes to Pokemon battlin', I trust you'll make sure she won't go cattywampus." She chuckles.

    "Ooh, well, I…" Avril laughs nervously. "I guess I can help in that sense, yeah!" She looks more towards June than Akira.

    "I'll make sure it won't get to that point." June says. "But I still couldn't be happier right now! It really does seem as though everything that can go right has so far."

    "Sure hope it stays that way!" Akira shouts. "Since you two are gon' be takin' off it'd be wise to wish you both good luck! Travelin' through Hoenn won't be easy- but I figured Junko musta known' that already."

    "Um, thanks! But yes, we should be on our way now. Goodbye Aunt Akira and Giorgia!"

    "And thanks for everything, really!" Avril adds right away.

    "It was a pleasure having you both over! If you're ever in town again don't hesitate to stop by!" Giorgia says with a gentle wave.

    "Aww, c'mere!" Akira ropes her thick arms around June and lifts her up into the air for a tight hug- perhaps a little too tight. Any more pressure would snap her like a twig! It doesn't bother her too much though, as she knows her aunt has her own ways of showing affection.


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    Jordie "Jo" Hughes
    Wednesday, September 23rd
    Chapter 3: Part 4 - Fishing Trip Part 1
    11:00 - 11:05 Lake Petalburg
    "Gosh, this is tedious!" I give a long sigh, my attention going from the fishing tackle to my thoughts and to the tackle again. I've been at Lake Petalburg for how much…? I have no idea, I can't look at the time right now, it feels like ten minutes or something.

    People always say fishing is a peaceful activity, but this isn't peaceful, it's boring. There's nothing particularly exciting going on here; definitely not something I'm looking to do more often during this journey unless, well, I have to catch another Slowpoke.

    The only incentive I got to do this is fishing up that Slowpoke in the nearby Route, so I could later teach it how to use Psychic Terrain. And yeah, I know I'm making a huge deal for something I said I might not use in the long term, but it's all about having options, y'see?

    I believe I already went through a whole discourse of why I need to complement my strategy with another move. Trick Room is all about speed control, and as long as priority moves bother me, I'm prone to be beaten easily.

    This would be way less problematic if I could legally catch more than one thing per area. Don't get me wrong, I'm in complete agreement with these laws of pokémon preservation, but they are making my job way harder than they should!

    And nothing has bitten yet.

    "I want action!"

    I sigh again and then I yawn. I look to my left and see Boo running around happily. Of course, now that his arm has fully grown he's the happiest pokémon out there.

    "Baby Boo, don't run too far away, okay? Also don't swing your arms around too much, we don't want to lose an arm again, do we?"

    The Clobbopus turns his sight at me and with a cheerful jump comes running to where I'm sitting.

    "Well at least you're having your fun. Good boy. Now let's wait together for a… bite?"

    I instantly direct my focus to the lake as I start feeling something pulling. It's weak, but enough to make me realize that I finally got something.

    I firmly grasp the fishing pole and start pulling it back to me while I reel in with my free hand, maybe in a really exaggerated way for the weight I need to pull. Of course, I succeed, and from the string hangs something that I can barely take a look at before it drops on the ground and starts panicking.

    "A spider?"

    The pokémon is able to get back to its legs and starts looking for a way back to the lake. It would be easy for it, if just Boo wasn't blocking its path because he thinks it's playing with him.

    As the pokémon's panic builds and its movements start becoming weaker but more desperate, I think I understand what's going on. It can't breathe.

    It's a pokémon that can only survive underwater. As far as I'm concerned, something like that couldn't happen. Water pokémon adapted to survive on land as well, at least for a small bit of time like Magikarp and Tentacool's case. But this pokémon is literally dying just for being a few seconds outside of the water.

    "Boo, get out of the way, you're killing it!"

    I quickly put the fishing pole behind to pull the Clobbopus to my side. After seeing the opening, the spider pokémon runs to the water and jumps.

    I sigh. "What am I going to do with you, baby Boo?"

    "Boo!" he cheers.

    I shake my head and get up to organize the fishing stuff and return the rod I borrowed. I did what I came here to do, so I don't have more time to waste here. Boo just stands there, observing the lake until he is suddenly attacked. I was barely able to see what it was, for I had my attention somewhere else, but something had jumped from the water to shoot a Spider Web at him and lock one of his arms against the ground.

    Boo desperately tries to get up, but the Spider Web won't let him, so I have to put the rod away to help him so his arm doesn't come off again. Of course it won't come off easily, it's a trapping move, but it's too hard even for me.

    After struggling with it for a bit, the Spider Web comes off, but that doesn't solve everything, of course. I get to see the aggressor this time, or at least half of its head, with its huge eyes spying on Boo and I.

    'Dewpider, the Water Bubble Pokémon. Water and Bug type. It can only breathe oxygen that has dissolved in water, so it wears a water bubble on its head when it walks around on land. When it comes across enemies or potential prey, this Pokémon smashes its water-bubble-covered head into them,' the PokéDex says.

    "So it really couldn't breathe. No wonder it's so angry right now," I say to myself, then turn to the already provoked Clobbopus. "See? This is why you don't have to randomly jump in front of wild pokémon!" Boo doesn't even look back at me, instead he stares at the water. "Hey, listen! I'm talking to you, and I'm being serious!"

    He continues to ignore me, and as his rage grows he starts running towards the lake. I grab him before he jumps, he's not too fast, but he swings his arm at my face, making me drop him and letting him jump into the water.

    "Shit, he hits hard…"
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    Jordie "Jo" Hughes
    Wednesday, September 23rd
    Chapter 3: Part 5 - Fishing Trip Part 2
    11:05 - 11:10 Lake Petalburg
    Boo is a capable swimmer -he's done this since he was born-, so looking for this spider bully should be an easy task.

    He's gotta teach her not to pick on others for no reason. After all, she attacked him just because he wanted to play. This 'Dewpider' -that was the name, wasn't it?- needs to be taught a lesson. If he does that, Jordie will most definitely praise him for it, he thinks, in the same way it happens when he does something right during training.

    The Clobbopus follows her shadow to the bottom of Lake Petalburg, but his attention quickly diverts to the amusing beauty of the underwater world. It's smaller than the sea, but it's amazing as well. There's creatures he's never met before like the red lobster hiding under those colorful pieces of cardboard, or the grumpy Clobbopus with the shell. Will he grow a shell as well? It must be very uncomfortable to move with it, Boo doesn't want that, he hopes he doesn't grow a shell.

    He keeps exploring the lake on his own until under a rock with a piece of cardboard, a bigger red lobster tries to scare him off, brandishing his pincer at him. Boo growls at the big red lobster and is about to jump at him as well, but a group of Dewpider escaping from their hiding spot after the red creature appeared reminds him what he came here for in the first place, so he follows those creatures, swimming a few feet above them and trying to identify his bully, but none of them seem to be her, so he goes look in a different place.

    He gets to a darker and emptier part of the lake and as he starts thinking that maybe there's nothing here, he also starts to consider going back to his trainer. It's starting to get scary here too.

    He starts swimming away from that area and closer to the surface, but he is suddenly stopped by another spider web, which drags him back down.

    This time it comes off easily, thanks to the water, and it allows him to turn around and take a better look at his attacker.

    The same Dewpider from before is finally in front of him and she still seems to be pretty angry at him for no reason. She starts walking in circles around him, maintaining her distance and gets on guard the moment Boo gets up.

    The Clobbopus charges at her with a punch, but she easily dodges it by shooting some bubbles to propel herself. After having his attack dodged, he's attacked by a peculiar gas that starts burning his skin and distracts him for enough time for the Dewpider to swim away.

    Upon realizing the spider creature started fleeing, Boo tries to follow the path of bubbles she left behind. It goes up to the surface, where the bubbles start to be more concentrated, which tells him she could be nearby. He scans the lake from one side to the other and he spots the huge head of the spider, so he charges at her once again with his quickest attack, Feint.

    The Dewpider hisses at him after being pushed away by Boo's 'superhero punch', and even angrier at him now than before, jumps directly on his head to attack him with a biting attack.

    Boo tries to take her off his head, but the Dewpider sticks herself on the back of his head with Spider Web. At this point, Boo realizes there's no way he can win, so he tries his best to find a way to get out. Swimming with the extra weight on his head is hard, so he is unable to walk too far, however, it's enough for him to identify the hook coming from a fishing rod outside.

    With the last of his strength, he uses Feint once more to get to the hook and just lets himself get pulled up.
    It took time for Jordie to get the guts to pick up that fishing rod again, but in the end they did. They were allowed to fish here only once, but there was no other way for them to take their Clobbopus out of the lake. They just hope there's no repercussions from this after what happened in Dewford.

    There's a bait, and that makes the trainer start reeling in like crazy, their heart beating as fast as it does at the end of a workout session, except that this time it's from the anxiety, nervousness and anger they feel at the moment, all combined. Whatever is biting this time is heavier than the Dewpider from before, but it puts no resistance to being taken out of the water. When the hook finally comes out of the water, the pokémon they fished up flies over Jordie and falls behind them.

    The trainer drops the fishing rod and turns around to see what pokémon they fished up this time. Turns out it was Boo, thankfully, with a piece of Spider Web hanging from the top of his head, but he brought something else with him: The same Dewpider from earlier, which lays on the ground with its legs extended a few feet away from him.

    'Is it dead?,' is what Jo thinks for themselves before turning their attention back to their pokémon.

    To their own relief, the Dewpider is alive, but it takes time for it to get up and recover. As soon as it sees Boo, it prepares for battle by blowing a bubble from its rear to cover its head. Jordie looks at that with amusement, but that's not enough for them to want this to continue.

    "That's enough of you, we are going to have a stern talk about your behaviour!," they say, but Boo ignores them, swinging his arm in the form of a clumsy punch against the spider, who gets stunned by it.

    Aside from the fact that Boo doesn't know how to throw a punch, Jordie gets in an even worse mood for being ignored by their pokémon again. And it gets even worse after he follows by violently striking the wild pokémon's bubble with a Rock Smash that makes its bubble pop.

    The Dewpider tries to run away from the Clobbopus, but he doesn't let it escape. Jordie sees this and knows there's no way it's gonna make it to the water, so without thinking twice they toss a Dusk Ball at it, where it's safer. The Ball shuts without even shaking, which tells them that the Dewpider is definitely better there.

    Jo picks up the Dusk Ball from the ground, and Boo looks at them with a confused look. He answers them with a nonchalant "Boo!", but Jordie isn't having any of it now.

    "You can't do that! You can't just give up on your anger and attack other pokémon for no reason, and even less jump into a lake because of it!" Boo puts his head down, like a kid that knows they messed up and is being scolded by their parents, which is more or less what is happening right now. "My Trainer License is in check, y'see!? I have to be careful not to break any more rules or I'm doomed! My whole career is doomed!"

    They turn their pokémon around, taking off the piece of Spider Web that was hanging from his head. They also see some biting marks on his head, but they are disappearing. He doesn't seem to be hurt aside from that, just tired. "You also have to learn to punch better, don't swing your arms around like you do, you're going to lose another arm that way. I already told you that."

    "You're staying in your Ball from now on. I'm taking this Dewpider to the Pokémon Center as well, she's part of the team now and you're gonna be good to her, okay?" Boo doesn't seem to understand that last bit. Jordie sighs, of course he doesn't.
    Jordie caught a Dewpider!

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  • Natsuko Soyokaze
    Wednesday, September 30th; midday
    Route 103


    Tsu looks out over the water of Route 103, and at the barely visible building on the horizon. She'd found herself in an unusual position lately, where her friends were coming to her for advice. First Avril's concerns about being a Trainer, and then Ed and Sunny asking about the upcoming Route. She felt pretty confident that she'd helped her friends out, but it's time for her to head out again.

    Speaking of Avril, Tsu had received a text from her yesterday about the reward for the report they'd worked on together, but she'd been too late to make it back in time to pick it up. But, Avril had left it at the desk, so Tsu was able to pick it up regardless. Riptide and Stacy both like the smell, so she's letting Rip keep it with him inside his Lure Ball for now.

    And while her mind is on the pair from Kinyo, doing research on this Route for the two of them had told Tsu all she needed to know: she needs a boat to cross, it'll cost most of the money she has left, and she has no idea how to drive a boat. Luckily for her, she'd had time to come up with another solution.

    She strides out onto the docks, bypassing the rental shack entirely. The man inside, who doesn't look much older than her, watches her suspiciously. It makes sense, seeing as she hadn't payed for a boat, but it makes what she's about to do slightly harder...

    She takes off her backpack and hat, then quickly takes off her shirt, revealing her bikini underneath. She hears a noise from inside the shack, so the man inside is definitely watching her now. She'd thought it would be weird to walk through town in her swimsuit, but somehow this is more embarrassing, undressing in public.

    Her skirt is next, and she quickly puts her outerwear inside her backpack, pulling a Poké Ball from her trusty leg pouch. She sends out Stacy, and can't help but grin as she hears the young man in the shack yelp in surprise and fall off his chair. Stacy slides into the water, leaving just her head above the surface.

    "Wow, is this really that deep?" Tsu starts to reconsider, but Stacy moves closer to nuzzle Tsu, banishing her doubts. "No need to worry! This'll be a cakewalk! Or... swim. Cakeswim? Hmm. It'll be simple."

    Tsu secures her glasses to her head with a nylon strap, puts her hat and backpack back on, and hops off the dock onto Stacy's head.

    And immediately slides into the water.

    She spits out some water as she surfaces, kicking to stay afloat as she holds her bag over her head. "Okay! That didn't work! We'll try again!"

    Tsu climbs out of the water, Stacy moving as close to the dock as she can, and climbs onto the Duchess's head once again, gripping her weird head crest... crown... thing. Unfortunately, even slight movements make Stacy twitch in that direction, and she finds herself falling into the water again.

    "Hey!" The man in the shack calls out, "Need any help over there?"

    "I'm fine!" Tsu yells back, refusing to look at him. "I'll figure this out! ...why didn't we practice this sooner?"

    With a bit of effort, she learns she can sit more comfortably just behind Stacy's head, leaning forward slightly and supported by her top fin. If she stretches, she can even grab Stacy's crest like handlebars on a bike, though Stacy isn't used to that and tosses her head a little when Tsu tries.

    "Okay, sorry! Just... take it slow, we got this." Stacy lowers her head into the water, darting forward quickly. Tsu is swept off in the wake, treading water and shouting at Stacy to wait. Stacy pops her head back up, allowing Tsu to climb up.

    "You're going to have to keep your head up if I'm riding you. Can you try that?"

    Stacy rolls her eyes, her mouth set in a grumpy frown, but she doesn't argue. It's not a very smooth ride for Tsu, though. Thrusting herself with just her tail is causing Stacy to frequently lurch forward as she swims, and Tsu has to quickly learn to anticipate and brace for this movement, or else lose her balance and fall in again.

    But eventually, she feels more confident. "Whoo! This is awesome! And we saved money this way! We'll be over there in no time!"

    ⏰⏰ 2 hours later... ⏰⏰

    With one final push, Stacy launches herself forward and onto the soft sand of the beach, sending Tsu tumbling to the ground. Sun-baked, sore, and inexplicably exhausted, Tsu barely has the energy to sit up. "Whoo... we made it..."

    Despite her initial enthusiasm, Tsu was not prepared to ride across the water for as long as she had. The unfamiliar sitting position was hard on her hips, and between the sun beating down on her and the light reflected up from the water, she's certain she'll have sunburns in the morning. Even dipping down into the water hadn't helped, as it was colder than she'd anticipated, and rising back up just made the wind that much colder on her wet skin.

    Stacy slides closer to Tsu, leaning in to nudge her trainer. Tsu groans, but pats the Duchess's cheek. "You did good, Stacy. I just wasn't ready for that. Next time, it'll be easier. And shorter."

    After taking a minute to catch her breath, she rises to her feet, where an attempt to dust herself off reveals that she's now covered in sand, too. Not wanting to get her clothes dirty, she swallows her pride and resolves to enter Cottage Grove as she is. She'd read that there isn't a Pokémon Center here, but that the residents are somewhat infamous for allowing travelers to stay the night. Something like a rustic resort for fans of boating or fishing, or just a very friendly village.

    She returns Stacy to her Ball, calling out Shiny in her stead. She isn't looking forward to more riding, and Shiny isn't quite the right size for a long ride, but sitting sidesaddle is easy enough for the short trip into town, and Tsu hops off and knocks on the first door she sees.

    When the door opens, Tsu bows her head (partly out of respect but mostly out of embarrassment) to the resident. "Hello, my name is Natsuko. I don't mean to be forward, but I've had quite the day. Can I borrow your shower?"

    The dark-haired teenager looks her over, then at Shiny behind her. "Uh... sure, come on in. Hey, Mom? We have a visitor. I think she's a traveling trainer."

    Tsu returns Shiny as she follows the teen inside, but is stopped before she gets in too far. "Oh, your shoes. Mom doesn't like people wearing shoes inside, so if you could just take them off, please?"

    "Oh! Sure, no problem. Thanks, uh... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?"

    The teen just shrugs. "That's 'cuz I didn't say it. I'm Sam. Nice to meet you... Natsuko, right?"

    Tsu nods, smiling politely. "My friends call me Tsu."

    Sam blinks at that, then shrugs. "That's interesting. Maybe you should call me Samara, then, and you can call me Sam when we're friends."

    "Oh." Tsu is slightly taken aback, not entirely sure how to talk to this girl. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

    "You didn't." Samara picks up Tsu's shoes, pointing to the back of the house. "The shower is down there, it's the door on the left. I'll clean these up for you."

    "Oh, you don't have to do that!" Tsu protests, but Samara is already heading outside. "Okay... thank you, then!"

    When she doesn't respond, Tsu just shakes her head, following the directions to the shower. The girl probably meets new people all the time, and was probably just surprised by Tsu's first impression. She resolves to clean herself up and hopefully make a better impression on any other residents she might meet.
     

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  • Arthur Weissmann
    Location: Petalburg City
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    Friday, September 25th

    Chapter 3 - 13
    Renewed Will

    For the first time in the time we spent together, I saw Vincent snapped. Well, he did blow his gasket during our time in Dewford, sort of... But this was a completely different ball game, never once I've heard him yell this loud before.

    Yet, despite expecting harsh reprimand and sharp-eyed glare from him after the mighty roar, his rugged exterior slumped over with his face reflecting worry over what had just happened. The soft and caring look that he showed would make you regret all of your prior decisions, I know I did.

    "Do you really think I'm dumb? You've broken the promise you made to me last night, didn't you?"

    "I don't understand what are you trying to—"

    "Really? So you are still going to deny it, huh?"

    Vincent shook his head disapprovingly.

    "The makeup below your right eye has started to fade, you know?"

    "What?"

    I was foolish. I didn't realize that Vincent had intentionally spurred me to smudge the foundation I carefully applied to hide the dark circle under my eyes.

    "So I was right." He clicked his tongue.

    "And so what? Like… Uh, why… Why did you… Uh…" My eyes shifted left and right as I tried with all my might to find any argument I could fling towards my mentor to ease his worry. I just didn't want to argue with him at that point.

    "You couldn't even properly speak without a stutter…"

    "I—"

    I couldn't find any words to quench his rage. He was right and as good as I was at hiding something, not even I could hide the pitiful state I was reduced to at the moment.

    As if the situation couldn't get any worse, Vincent's body slightly trembled as I tried to escape the problem I've dug myself into.

    Fearing a devastating repercussion from him. I cowered my head while shaking due to fear.

    But as I closed my eyes, I found myself being wrapped in a calming warmth as the man who stood in front of me embrace me tightly.

    "...You really are an idiot, huh?"

    Vincent's soft yet pained voice shook my already wavering heart, but thankfully before I could make a scene he was quick to lead our conversation away from the street near the gym towards a prairie nearby.

    There was almost nothing there except the lush green wildlife surrounding us. Both of us sat down under the shade of a nearby tree that protected us from the blistering heat.

    "...Do you know why Roland became a trainer in the first place?"

    The sudden question he uttered caught me off-guard, but I could barely understand the context behind his question.

    "It's because of his brother, right?"

    "Yep, long before the Scarlet Nova came into the scene, a Galarian sensation managed to take the world by storm. With how meteoric his rise to prominence, people gave him the sobriquet of the Crimson Comet."

    Of course, Crimson Comet was a nickname I haven't heard in years. Looking at how many people choose to forget his name nowadays, it was hard to imagine that it was once a nickname that was almost universally known.

    It was a fuzzy memory since I was so little at the time, but I remember the moment that stadiums around the world quaked as they cheered on the man with the flowing golden locks who masterfully conquered the competition with his sharp wit while his charisma attracted rabid fans all over the world. Not even the popular Scarlet Nova's fanbase was even remotely close to his brother back then.

    "The fact is, I know the guy really well. Unfortunately, he's too chirpy and hot-headed for my liking, but at the same time... I think I could say that he was a really kind and passionate guy who was loved by the others in the circuit."

    Vincent pulled out one of the cigarettes from the pack in his pocket and proceeded to light it up. The smoke he huffed from his cigarette may flow away into the sky, but the sadness he displayed on his face as he talked about his friend didn't seem like it would go away any time soon.

    "He was much more than just a trainer… Perhaps he was one of the so-called superstars. He lived and breathed Pokemon competition and he shone so brightly doing it that the name Crimson Comet truly fits him."

    "But of course, even the ones like him had to struggle eventually in the face of the stiff competition. He stagnated at one point, and with his competitiveness burning strongly he was unable to accept his current predicament. He forced himself far beyond the lengths he should've done, and he—"

    Vincent took a deep breath.

    "—Crashed and burned… So quickly… Just like a comet."

    He smiled bitterly.

    "Arthur, I know how much you loved Pokemon training, but… If you continue like this, you will eventually face the same fate."

    "I know… But it's hard because—"

    "Because you're a Weissmann?"

    I sat with my head hung down as Vincent managed to read my thoughts like a book.

    "There are hundreds of millions out there that want to be a Pokemon trainer, and only a tenth of them had the proper chance to attempt making their name as one of the greatest to ever do it. Not to mention there were less than a hundredth of them capable of breaking the ceiling and making it to the world stage. With only one trophy every single competition, don't you think it's sad for someone to hang their entire happiness solely on something that's so hard to attain?"

    He smiled softly.

    I couldn't say anything back. It was painful to hear, but it was because he couldn't be farther from the truth.

    My childhood life was spent mostly chasing the shadow of my grandfather's glory. Not much I could do since that was the only thing I could do to satisfy the expectations of the people around my family… But looking back at that moment, was it really the only choice I had at the time? Could I take a different path other than subjecting myself to the endless pursuit I always pushed myself to do?

    Seeing my troubled expression, he tussled my hair as if he was trying to calm down.

    "I've told you, haven't I? As long as you're happy, I'm fine with anything you want to do. There are still a lot of fun things you haven't experienced yet in your life, you know? Who knows what'll happen down the road, perhaps there would be something that'll pique your interest much more than Pokemon training. So, yes, you should absolutely work hard, but don't forget to see the bigger picture in your life too. There are so many wonderful things you'll miss if you keep a one-track mind, you know?"

    Just before I managed to answer him, he raised his body from the ground with a loud grunt accompanying it.

    "Now, enough of the sad and serious stuff. You've beaten one of the toughest trainers in the world, kiddo! It's time to celebrate with good food! Rejoice because your magnanimous mentor here has the kindness deep in his beautiful heart to treat his student a wonderful meal, mwahaha!"

    "Geez… This guy is really one of a kind." I mumbled under my breath as the man in front of me seemingly had a mood swing faster than the speed of light.

    Seeing his boast helped me to match his obnoxious boast with an equally obnoxious request.

    "Qwilfish sushi."

    "Okie-dokie, Qwi—" His face suddenly turned pale as he finally realized what my request would entail. "Whoa! Hold on, hotshot! Do you know how expensive—"

    Of course, I knew. I wouldn't ask such an absurd request if I didn't. And as I walked away happily with a smug grin on my face, the man responsible for the offer seemed to panic as he tried to count how much money he had to spend.

    Despite the rant he delivered about how underappreciated he was as a teacher and how bad it was for me to exploit his kind gesture, there was no mistake that there was cheerfulness emanating from his tone of speaking.

    My mentor was one of a kind indeed. He dressed himself up without any care in the world, he also loved to brag about himself as if he was the greatest thing ever since sliced bread, not to mention the fact that he never gave up a chance to annoy me with whatever weird antics he could think of at the spot.

    He was a troublesome guy for sure. But I was glad that he was there for me.

    Thanks, Vincent.
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  • Sophie
    Location: Dewford Gym, Dewford Town
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    Friday, September 25th
    Chapter 3 - 9
    A Test Of Will
    Part 2

    "Come on, dude. Surely, you can do better than that."

    "I'm trying my best!" I shouted loudly.

    It was so easy to reply with that word, but honestly, I was at my wit's end. Despite how he casually presented himself, the caretaker didn't seem to be fazed with any tactics I tried to employ. Multiple times I tried, yet there was no breakthrough at all no matter how many times I tried.

    I should've not accepted the caretaker's offer to prepare myself just moments before a gym battle, now I'm in danger of having one less Pokemon to battle the gym leader. Also, who was the idiot that didn't realize that the caretaker of a fighting-type gym might also use a fighting-type Pokemon? Apparently, the answer to that question was me.

    The situation was so bad that the caretaker's Machoke seemed to be more than happy to run in a straight line towards Stolz without caring about the risk of getting attacked.

    "Stolz, Rock Tomb!"

    The stone pillars that emerged easily entrapped the Pokemon called Machoke that didn't even bother to change its direction of movement. I didn't know much about Machoke, but surely it'll do something.

    And Machoke didn't even bother to dodge, and as the stone pillars pinned it from above. I was left doubting myself.

    This smells like a trap, I just know it, I thought in my head. I've barely scratched the surface on reading Arthur's notebook to predict what the caretaker would do, but even I could sense that something smelled fishy about how the Machoke dealt with incoming attacks.

    "Stolz… Uh… Rock Tomb again!"

    "Sorry, but that's not gonna fly, dude."

    My hesitation seemed to be costly once more, thanks to the delay the circle of pillars didn't manage to catch the muscular Pokemon and Stolz had to eat a powerful kick to the jaw once more. Not only canceling the Rock Tomb but also caused Stolz to crash towards the gym wall.

    There was no end to this cycle… Every single time we tried something new it always ended in Stolz getting its jaw kicked again. And even with the sturdy defense that was natural to its species, there was no telling how much more punishment it could take against such a powerful Pokemon.

    "Arrr…." Stolz growled in defiance against the Machoke that had once again flexed its muscle to taunt it.

    Clearly, there was something wrong with what I had planned, and so I was mulling over what I should do since there seemed to be nothing that managed to even graze the more powerful Machoke.

    "So you finally decide on what to have for dinner?"

    I instinctively raised my head with confusion.

    "Oh, come on dude. Surely you've realized that I could have landed a few more hits while you rack up your brain like that."

    "But you didn't, right?"

    "Haha… Well not me, but are you sure the gym leader would do the same thing? Come on, I'm sure you already know the answer to that"

    Argh… That was so dumb of me. Yeah, he got a point.

    "Then what am I supposed to do?"

    "Um… That's your job to find out, dude. But all I can say is mulling things too much will not get you anywhere."

    "But… There's not much I can do, I have to deal with typing disadvantages that I can't overcome, I need more time."

    "Well, then you'll lose."

    "Exactly, I'll lose! That's the issue!"

    "Well, if you lose, you lose. What's the problem with that?" The caretaker continued to smile brightly despite saying something negative.

    His reply caused me to shake my head in disbelief. What's the problem with losing? It was so baffling that for a moment I thought that he wasn't sober when he said that.

    "Hahaha, sorry. What I'm trying to say is, what's the problem with losing? It's not the end of the world. Remember when I asked how much experience you have before our battle? For someone who barely touched battling and doesn't even have proper education about it, you clearly have a great talent in Pokemon battling."

    "However, no matter how much talent you have, it's going to take a lot of experience to make it truly bloom. It's great to be careful, but you're not going anywhere if you're always afraid. It's okay to lose, what's not okay is if you don't learn anything from your loss. So just try to see what works, and if you lose, big deal. You can just try again after you improve yourself, don't be so hard on yourself."

    I couldn't lie, there was still part of me that was unable to accept what the caretaker had just said. I was so used to the kind of world where there was only one shot to make a good impression, and once that window was closed there was no coming back. That's the sad truth of the society I lived in. But at the same time… No, that could wait later, for now, I have to focus on the sight in front of me.

    "I see, thank you very much." I bowed towards the caretaker who seemed to be happy when he giggled at my action.

    "Eh, don't sweat it, dude. It's part of the job anyway."

    And so, our battle resumed.

    "Aron, charge!"

    "Haha, that's the spirit! Machoke, Low Kick!"

    I was adamant that things wouldn't end up the same, so I tried to use the first thing that came up in my mind.

    "Protect!"

    The invisible wall erected by Stolz was powerful enough to bounce off Machoke's powerful kick, finally giving us an opening to strike back.

    "Bullet Punch!"

    "Rock Tomb, straight ahead!"

    Despite its wobbly posture as the attack approached. Machoke used its sheer strength to swiftly pound his right leg that was up in the air to the ground giving it a great position to execute the attack that seemed to be a punch. Fortunately, the stone spears that emerged from Rock Tomb managed to push it away.

    Stolz was already heavily damaged due to my indecisiveness before, so at that point, I knew I had to be bolder if I want to win. Or so I thought.

    "Well - well, this is much better. Okay then, I'll stop here. Referee! I forfeit.

    I was sighing in relief that the caretaker was happy enough with what we did after his advice. I didn't know how I would fare against the gym leader but I knew that I only had the choice to hope for the best.

    "Ehem! Since Leader Brawly has forfeited, the winner of this battle is Sophie!"

    "Eh!?"
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  • AGE: 17 ⟡ HOME REGION: Johto
    DATE: Wednesday September 30 ⟡ TIME: Morning
    LOCATION: 103 Crossing

    Chapter 4 #12 - Canoedling

    ₽5,000 is all she has.

    Someone to take her across is ₽4,000, which is far too much. A rental is ₽1,000, which is still a significant portion of her funds.

    There's no other way across, though. Swimming across with Pokie would be agonizingly slow, and Stunnie would probably paralyze her for fun. Not to mention that her bag is only water-resistant rather than waterproof.

    Clearly swimming would be disastrous, so she'll have to pay.

    But.

    Marie looks out over the water. Barring the Pelliper pedalboats clustered close to the shore and the sporty kayaks further out, most watercraft have two people to push them along. And the price is per craft, meaning… she could split the cost. With up to two others, by the looks of the canoes.

    She sidles up to the rental counter.

    "Hey, how frequently do people go all the way across?"

    "Lookin' to get to Cottage Grove? We see a fair few goin' back and forth all day every day. We're a closer market for 'em than Mauport. Rentals are a thousand, easy rowin'. Or if your legs are stronger, pedalin's good."

    "No, I-" She knows this kind of spiel. The young man behind the counter sounds like he's about to try and sell her on a chauffeur, so she lies. "I'm just waiting on a friend. Thank you."

    She meanders away, cursing her choice of words. Because now, before she can show her face in front of that guy again, she needs to find a friend.

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    Sunny and Ed leave Oldale and walk down the road of Route 103 together, just like Sunny had wanted. Feeling a little put out at how quiet Ed is being, Sunny tries to start a conversation. "Feels good to finally leave Littledale, doesn't it?"

    Ed stays quiet, and Sunny is concerned he's ignoring her, but he eventually relents. "...somewhat." he sighs. "I didn't hate staying there, it was a nice diversion for a while, but it does feel good to start moving again."

    "Yeah!" Sunny perks up a little. "Moving forward, with new sights ahead of us! You might not have hated it, but I couldn't stand being stuck there much longer."

    "Well hopefully you won't feel so stuck now that we're moving on." Ed replies bitterly, causing Sunny to look away.

    "Yeah, I guess… hey, Eddie?"

    "Yes?" He glances over to her, but she doesn't meet his gaze.

    "...nothing. Forget it."

    Ed keeps looking at her for a moment, but when she doesn't say anything, he looks back to the road. The two spend a few moments in silence until they see their destination up ahead.

    "Hey look! Boats!" Sunny points to the rental shed. "Guess this is the place."

    "What better way to cross the water?" Ed nods, until he notices the design of the boats. "Although, this isn't exactly what I was expecting."

    "Tsu said there was a boat rental outlet, didn't she? What's the problem?"

    Ed grimaces at a boat shaped like a Pelipper. "I guess I was expecting something more like the ferry. I didn't expect they'd be… hand-powered."

    "Technically some of them are foot powered." Sunny smirks, Ed's bemused expression only making her grin wider. "Come on, let's go check them out!"

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    Marie sits at a picnic table outside the rental shack and contemplates her misprioritization as she sips a ₽300 lemonade, big sunglasses doing far more to shield her eyes than the badly placed umbrella. She's been here a while and asked a few cute people if they'd cross with her, but all those she'd spoken to had other plans.

    Is she really going to have to go beg Avril or June to leave with her?

    Ugh. No. She'll spend the money and go on her own before she stoops to that.

    She wants to leave today, anyway. Littledale's only job opportunity seems to be farming, which is a lot of manual labor. At least she might be able to pick up some odd jobs in Mauville, or- or Mauport, the neat bridge town! There has to be something fun to do there.

    But she has to get there before she can do any of it.

    She sighs into her lemonade, but perks up almost immediately when she spots two familiar figures hovering around the docks.

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    "Look, all I'm saying is that it doesn't look stable. It could tip over at the slightest provocation!" Ed protests.

    Sunny sighs in annoyance. "They wouldn't rent them out to rookies if they weren't safe, Eddie! I thought you'd prefer the pedals to having to use your arms."

    Ed shakes his head, moving away from the smug-faced bird-shaped vessel. "I don't trust it."

    "Ugh, fine." Sunny sulks along behind him. "Don't know why you're so picky. You've never even been in a boat before…"

    "I understand the theory, and can guess how best to operate one." Ed protests, though she has a point. He'd gone to a summer camp once, but had refused to indulge in any of the water-oriented activities they offered, including a rowing course. He isn't sure if Sunny has ever been in a boat, either, but before he can ask her, he notices someone striding his way with purpose.

    "Edison!" Marie calls, dumping a paper cup into an appropriate trash receptacle without breaking step. "And Sunny, too, wonderful, wonderful. I suppose you're both on your way out of Littledale, hm?"

    Sunny bristles at Marie's approach, but she doesn't say anything rude, which Ed is thankful for. "Hello, Marie! Fancy seeing you here. You're correct, we're heading out to Mauville next, and apparently that way requires a boat. Sunny suggested one of these pedal models, but I was hoping for something more… practical."

    "It'd probably be fine! You're just…" Sunny restrains herself, looking away from Ed now, too. "You know what? We're not gonna argue about this."

    Marie's expression doesn't seem to change, but it's hard to tell beyond the sunglasses. "Well, I do happen to know that the rental price is a thousand for any craft, so take your pick! I haven't settled on one yet, but the wide-bottomed canoes look like a great choice for us, don't they? Enough space for all kinds of cargo!"

    Sunny glares over at Marie when she says "us", but Ed follows her gesture to inspect said canoes. They seem to be in good condition, more than big enough, and the simple yet elegant design seems perfectly practical. "A logical choice, Marie. Do you have much experience boating?"

    "Oh, a little bit of paddling here and there. Olivine's not a bad place for it, when the waves are gentle. This stretch looks much easier than those waters, though!"

    Sunny pushes in front of Marie, cutting her off before Ed can reply. "I've paddled a canoe before! Hey, you want a logical choice, how about we all share one? So none of us has to go alone?"

    This time, Marie's eyebrows definitely raise, but her voice is still cheerful. "Oh! That works out perfectly, doesn't it? Shall we go rent one?"

    Ed is looking at Sunny in confusion, his brow furrowed in suspicion, but she just smiles innocently at him. Not at all convinced, he nonetheless heads back to the rental shed. "Yes, I suppose we shall. Sunny's right, it's the logical choice."

    Sunny lets Ed get ahead of her, letting him put some distance between them before putting a hand in front of Marie to stop her. "Hey, Marie? Got a quick question for you."

    "Hm?" Marie's lips quirk upward. "What's on your mind?"

    "Well… it's just… what did you do to Ed? Why is he suddenly being so cold to me but so nice to you? Something's different, and I think it's you!"

    Marie frowns. "I haven't done anything but listen to his frustrations."

    "What?" Sunny stares at Marie, unable to get anything from her expression. She frowns at her reflection in the taller girl's sunglasses. "I don't even know what that means! What's he so frustrated about?"

    Marie mimes zipping her lips. "Friends don't spill secrets, do they? You'll have to do your own listening."

    Sunny looks over at Ed, already talking with the rental clerk. Her expression softens, and she looks unsure, maybe even nervous for a second. "What if he doesn't want to talk? How did you find all this out? What did you say?"

    Marie shrugs. "He was… agitated, I suppose is the word, so I invited him to tell me about it. It took some coaxing, but I convinced him that friends lean on each other in times of need. It's funny that he didn't think so, now that I think about it. I expected him to have known, considering how close you two are."

    "I don't think it's funny…" Sunny grumbles, but doesn't argue further. "Look, I know we talked before, and maybe I don't hate you. But I also don't trust you. You're not all bad, but don't think I won't slap your ass if you try anything fishy."

    "Oh- you want to slap my ass?" Marie's coy smirk flits back across her face. "I'll keep that in mind."

    "Did I… miss something?" Ed stops a few feet from the two.

    Sunny jumps in surprise, her face bright red. "T-that's not what I meant! I didn't, I mean, what I meant was-!" She shakes her head, turning away from Marie and that damned smile. "Just… forget it! Did you already rent a boat, Ed? Eddie?"

    Ed looks from one to the other, filing this away for later. "I did. Since you two have the experience, I figured I'd let you pick the boat. I just paid for it."

    "So generous!" Marie croons. "I've had my eye on the yellow one down here. Sunny, how are you at steering?"

    "I'm… medium? Look, it's been a while."

    "I'll do it then- so I'm in the back, Sunny in the front, and Edison- make sure our gear stays put in the middle, yes?"

    Ed gives a little salute. "Yes, ma'am."

    Sunny just nods, trying to remember what she'd learned and hoping she doesn't get shown up too badly. "Looks like you lucked out, Eddie. How were you going to cross without some strong women to help you?"

    "With great difficulty, I'm sure." Ed rolls his eyes as he gathers their bags and they head for the boat.

    ⟡ ⟡ ⟡ ⟡ ⟡​

    Getting in was mildly entertaining. Actually setting out was the hardest part- the first five minutes could have ended badly about ten different ways- but forty-five minutes later their craft is gliding smoothly through the water- admittedly mostly under Sunny's power. Marie knows that her strokes aren't matching in drive, and her tricks to conceal that by steering them straight on are actually a mild hindrance. It's a good thing Sunny is no longer allowed to twist violently in her seat to send weird looks toward- either of them. Marie's not actually sure who half of those were targeted at. But now, Sunny seems to have mostly gotten into a rhythm.

    "Sunny," Marie calls forward, having to raise her voice above the breeze. "Water break, please."

    Sunny looks up at Marie's voice, apparently pulled from her thoughts. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Sure. Stay hydrated."

    As if on cue, Ed retrieves some bottles from the bags, passing them out. "We're making good time, I'd say. Still not sure I enjoy this, but you two make it look easy."

    "High praise! I will bask in this for the rest of the day," Marie croons. It's nonsensical and absolutely not serious and- oh. She did forget that she is still putting on an act for Sunny. Ah well, that will probably slide.

    Sunny tenses, then relaxes. "Yes. Thank you, Edison."

    Ed freezes at his name. Now it's him on the back foot. "What? Sunny, are you okay?"

    "I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be? It's like you said, we're making good time. How could anything be wrong?" She turns to look over her shoulder, the canoe rocking slightly from the movement.

    Marie murmurs a reminder. "Careful."

    "Sunny, maybe this isn't the time for… whatever this is? Certainly not the place…"

    "Whatever what is? I said everything's fine!" Sunny pivots in her seat, and Ed braces himself against the rocking. "How many times have you said you don't like being called Eddie? I'm just trying to listen! That's what friends do!"

    "Again, I feel like your sense of timing is a bit off! This is… I really don't want to have this discussion right now!" Despite the rocking boat, he keeps his eyes on Sunny, not the water.

    Edison sounds nervous and confused. Perhaps he would run like a flighty Stantler if they were on land, avoid the conversation as he'd tried to do even with Marie. But they are in a little boat, far from either shore, with nowhere to go.

    Well, she supposes he could release Aster and take off swimming. But even panic probably wouldn't make logical Edison go that far.

    Confident in that, she lays her paddle across her lap and rests her hands on Edison's shoulders. "What's wrong, Edison? Are you okay?"

    Ed tenses under Marie's touch, but she can feel him lock in place, not likely to try and run. "I… not exactly?"

    Sunny nearly stands at Marie's actions, but even she notices the movement of the boat, forcing herself to stay seated. "Just talk to me, Eddi- uh… Edison. What's wrong?"

    Ed gulps, suddenly feeling very trapped. "It feels very strange to hear you call me that, Sunny. I distinctly recall you not being that fond of it. I mean… you're really the only one who calls me Eddie, and I don't use your actual name, so I just figured-"

    "We're not talking about my name!" Sunny looks at Marie for half a second before shifting her focus back to Ed. "I'm just… trying to get through to you. I thought we were friends."

    "Yes, this is a very friendly hostage situation we're in right now."

    "Well maybe I wouldn't have to go to so much trouble if you'd just talk to me for once!" Sunny's temper is starting to rise, frustration evident on her face. "I had no idea you were feeling like this, because you never tell me what you're feeling! It's always 'logic this', or 'well actually that', until suddenly it isn't! What's gotten into you lately?"

    "I… well, uh…" The unthinkable has happened: Ed has no words. "I don't know. It's… the world, maybe? There's more out here than I thought? I just… don't know right now. I need time to think!"

    Sunny frowns at that, leaning in closer. "Where's that leave me? Where am I while you're thinking, Edison?"

    Ed looks away first, slumping slightly despite the physical contact. Sunny turns around in her seat again, facing forward. "You don't know. Let me know when you figure it out, Edison."

    "Sunny, I…" Ed reaches out, but stops short, pulling his hand back. "Can… can you at least call me Eddie? I… I don't mind if you call me that…"

    Sunny tenses in her seat, then starts shaking. After a moment, she snorts out a laugh. "Sure, Eddie. I can do that. At least we figured one thing out."

    "Credit where credit is due," Marie says flippantly, reminding the two of her presence and squeezing Edison's shoulders before drawing her hands away. She rather wishes they were on land now, because as much as she wants to stir the pot she doesn't want to- literally- rock the boat. "Shall we press on?"

    ⟡ ⟡ ⟡ ⟡ ⟡​

    The rest of the journey is smooth sailing, and they arrive at the rental shack that officially marks the entrance to Cottage Grove.

    Having done the least amount of work, Ed gets out of the canoe first to help tie it up and offer his friends a hand out, which both accept.

    "Oof, I'm gonna be feeling that tomorrow!" Sunny slowly stretches her arms above her head. "Reminds me why I don't like the water."

    "A nice change of pace from all the walking, in my opinion." Marie stretches similarly. "Edison, better do some workouts to get ready for your turn at chaufferring."

    In the middle of stretching out his own limbs after sitting for so long, Ed just agrees. "Oh, yes. My turn, that seems only fair. ...wait, what?"

    "You'll help me out next time, won't you? We do seem to end up travelling together, it won't be a hard promise to keep."

    "No, I suppose not. And you're right, we do run into each other a lot. I suppose it's only the gentlemanly thing to do."

    "Sure, gentlemanly. Like making me carry the bags." Sunny grumbles, conveniently drawing Ed's attention to her.

    "That was one time, and I was kidding, you know that! And besides, you carry them so well." Ed retrieves his gear from the canoe, setting Sunny's and Marie's in two separate piles. "But now that you mention it, where are we carrying them? I'm afraid I didn't do as much research as I should have, I'm not entirely sure what is in this town."

    "Less than Littledale, actually," Marie supplies, reluctantly grabbing her own gear, "but a few trip planning sites said it's very easy to find somewhere to stay. I suppose we just… ask around?"

    "Oh sure, ask around. I'm sure everyone in town will be perfectly fine with a couple of traveling teenage trainers crashing for the night." Sunny recovers her bags, then talks to a sign post as though it were a person. "Hello, sir? Can I sleep on your couch? What's that? Every house is a bed and breakfast? That's so convenient!"

    "Don't be rude, Sunny." Ed scolds her, earning a petulant frown and single-finger salute for it.

    "Go camp in the woods, then. It's only- what, noon? You can make good headway down the route before dark," Marie sniffs, then pauses. "Actually, I suppose we all could. No need to waste half a day here, is there?"

    Ed strokes his chin in thought. The trip over hadn't been that tiring, not for him, at least. And with little else to do in town, pressing on seems like the logical choice. "No need at all. We could resupply at that general store over there, and be back on the road before too long."

    Marie claps her hands together, then offers her arm to Ed. "Lovely! Shall we?"

    Sunny steps up to glare at Marie, making an annoyed sound not unlike a growl. Ed lightly boops her nose with one finger to silence her. "Sunny, manners." Sunny punches him in the arm in response, then turns and takes the lead. Ed winces as he rubs his arm, before sighing and offering it to Marie. "We shall, yes."

    featuring Groc as Edison Kintobor + Sunny Dey


    Spoiler: Team
    Pokémon On Hand
    Tuie ⟡ Natu ⟡ Female ⟡ Magic Bounce ⟡
    Peck // Teleport // Stored Power // Cosmic Power // Ominous Wind // Confuse Ray

    Stunnie ⟡ Stunfisk ⟡ Male ⟡ Static ⟡
    Sucker Punch // Mud Shot // Thundershock // Discharge // Water Gun // Mud Sport // Charge

    Cutie ⟡ Alolan Exeggutor ⟡ Male ⟡ Frisk ⟡
    Bullet Seed // Hypnosis // Reflect // Leech Seed // Dragon Hammer // Barrage

    Pokie ⟡ Slowpoke ⟡ Male ⟡ Own Tempo ⟡
    Disable // Confusion // Yawn // Water Pulse // Growl // Curse
    Spoiler: Inventory
    Trainers' License [Johto and Hoenn] ⟡
    $5,000 ⟡
    Knuckle Badge ⟡
    Dell Badge ⟡
    TM Magical Leaf ⟡
    Empty PokéBalls x 3 ⟡
    5x Chesto Berries ⟡

    Sunscreen ⟡
    Berry-Print Bikini ⟡
    Beach Towel ⟡
    Oversized Sunglasses ⟡
    Large But Lightweight Backpack ⟡
    Rechargeable Battery + Charging Port Housing ⟡
    Lidded Pot, Dishes, Chopsticks, Spoon ⟡
    Camp Stove ⟡
    Soap, Washcloth, Towel ⟡
    Spoiler: Contacts
    Dad ⟡
    Mom ⟡
    Brothers #1, #2, and #3 ⟡
    Brawly ⟡
    Brendan ⟡
    Edison ⟡
    Natsuko (via insta) ⟡
    Sunny (via twitter) ⟡
    Van ⟡
    Wally ⟡

     

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    Avril Reese

    16 - ♀ - Laverre City

    Written with QueenNothing as Junko Enomoto

    Pokémon / Inventory:

    AVRIL'S MONEY: $44 000

    AVRIL'S TEAM:
    🌼 Poppy (Flabébé) ♀
    Flower Veil
    Synthesis, Fairy Wind, Grassy Terrain, Aromatherapy, Wish, Magical Leaf

    🌼 Hydrangea (Shellos) ♀
    Storm Drain
    Water Pulse, Mud Bomb, Recover, Rain Dance, Mud Sport, Hidden Power (?)

    🌼 Wisteria (Inkay) ♂
    Infiltrator
    Night Slash, Hypnosis, Topsy-Turvy, Pluck, Reflect, Psybeam

    🌼 Thistle (Wooloo) ♀
    Bulletproof
    Tackle, Growl, Defense Curl, Copycat, Guard Split, Double Kick

    Away:
    🌼 Venus (Mawile) ♀ - at Littleroot Research Lab

    AVRIL'S INVENTORY:
    🌼 1 Empty Pokéball
    🌼 2 Potions
    🌼 Eviolite
    🌼 Silk Scarf
    🌼 TM for Ally Switch
    🌼 5 Rare berries
    🌼 Sea Incense

    🌼 Holotch (phone version)
    🌼 Fanclub Membership card - valid until October 17th
    🌼 Various clothes and commodities
    🌼 Pink Woolen Hat

    AVRIL'S CONTACTS:
    Jordie, Shuna, Natsuko, June, Marcella, Hikaru

    AVRIL'S BADGES AND RIBBONS:
    🥊

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    🌼 Character art made with [SPAN="color:rgb(40,180,40);"]https://picrew.me/image_maker/338886[/SPAN]
    You, me and the world
    Wednesday, September 30th - morning - Route 103 Crossing and Cottage Grove
    Now it was Avril's turn to get ready to leave Littledale. First, she gathered her things from the Pokémon Center, got Thistle back from the nurse (who reassured her that she was healing well, she would've just needed more time) and handed in the keys to her room. Then, she and June visited Ebb and Flow one last time, finding one of the waitresses in a very different outfit as she sorted out food deliveries - a perfect situation for Avril to just give back her skates without complaints and quit that job. And finally, it was time to cross the Littleroot Inlet: the two girls couldn't resist the two-seater romantic rowboat, and gladly took it to the other side, with June eager to touch ground again and continue her journey and Avril mostly enjoying the view from the water. For once, the blonde girl is not leaving a place in sadness- her Littledale memories will not be tainted by a bad ending, like with Petalburg.

    They reached Cottage Grove by lunch time, more or less. The tingling of kitchenware was already coming out from the tiny cabins' open windows, but many were still outside, either fishing, just walking around, or looking at the newly arrived provisions. Now, if Avril was more interested in the latter, her eyes sparkling at all the fresh fruit and vegetables, June seemed slightly more enticed by the former.

    "Say," June speaks up. "Have you ever gone fishing before?"

    "Oh, yes actually! Hm…" Avril runs a hand through her hair. "It was kinda fun, but I'm still a nervous mess everytime I pull up the fishing rod…"

    "I haven't had much luck myself." June gives a stilted laugh. "I've gone fishing once while journeying and I didn't find anything. It was disappointing, but I can see the appeal- it's reminiscent of bug catching in some aspects."

    "Well… this looks like a good place to try again, if you want t-that is…" Avril speaks up, blushing a bit. "There's a lot of people fishing around here!"

    "I suppose there isn't much harm in trying, is there?"

    "I guess not!" Avril giggles, hiding her mouth with her hand. And so, just a couple minutes later, the two girls are already talking with one of the fishermen about how to fish and what to find here. And speaking of which...

    "Wait, how big!?" Avril yelps, shocked.

    "A school can become almost… 8 meters worth of Pokémon, that's almost like an Onix!" The fisherman replies. "Here Wishiwashi are quite common, so their Schooling ability is even more powerful, and it lets them create bigger, well… versions of themselves."

    "How fascinating! It almost reminds me of Combee, just much larger!"

    The blonde girl is quite pale by now. "Oops, I… hope I didn't scare you away already?" The man replies. "Just know you don't have to worry, most Wishiwashi don't call a school so suddenly, so you'll be fine."

    Needless to say, that terrible attempt at self awareness doesn't convince Avril. But she's still glad to see June attempt fishing, and see what she will find. She lets her take the fisherman's rod and makes way for June to throw the bait, then stands right beside her as she waits for, well, anything, to move the floater.

    It takes about ten or so minutes for anything to really happen, but eventually something does take the bait, and June starts reeling it in as soon as she can. She struggles for a moment and has to rebalance herself a few times, but ultimately she succeeds and reels in a rather mean looking green fish with a blue stripe extending from its face all the way down to its tail. It violently squirms about while hanging from the line, but is otherwise harmless when out of water.

    "Oh my!" June beams, proudly holding up her catch. "I caught a Basculin!"

    Avril takes a couple of quick steps back when the Water Pokémon appears on the scene, but the fisherman doesn't seem scared at all. And so, slowly, Avril turns more confident, and dares to step closer to June again. Poppy though, she's a whole other story. She's already up in the air, ready to fire some Magical Leaves against the wild Pokémon, and only her trainer's nervous "wait for June!" stops her.

    "Oh, nice job!" The fisherman chimes in from behind the girls. "Time for a little fight now, isn't that right?"

    "Hmm, I'm actually not sure if I want to catch it…" June taps her lip. "I only have two Pokeballs left, and not to be rude to it but Basculin isn't exactly the most exciting Pokemon. They are certainly tasty when brined in miso though!" Suddenly Basculin's struggling starts to become more desperate upon hearing what June says. "Um, n-not if you're not okay with it of course!"

    "M-Maybe it's better if we put it back into the water, then…" Avril speaks up. Admittedly, though, the scene in front of her eyes and the way June is acting is… somewhat funny. Case in point, Poppy giggles as she floats about.

    "Perhaps so." June looks at her catch with pity. "I'm just, um, not sure how I'd safely go about that…"

    The blonde girl is just as uncertain though. She looks towards the fisherman, seemingly worried, to which he just says… "Well. If a Pokémon can't escape right away, battling with it and knocking it out is one way to do it… it makes it way easier to remove the hook."

    Poppy has already casted a few glowing leaves, circling around her and waiting to be fired. But this time she doesn't wait for her trainer to give her the green light, and eventually the homing leaves hit the target. Basculin, very clearly irritated by the barrage of leaves thrown its way, is finally able to detach himself from the hook and leaps forward at Poppy, baring its fangs, however Einstein quickly takes initiative and uses Confusion to hold him in place before hurling it an impressive distance before its out of sight and a plunk sound is faintly heard. "That's one way to take care of it…"

    "Good job Einstein… I feel like Poppy and I are lucky to have you as a friend, you know?" Avril looks very much relieved. "That worked out pretty well, right June?"

    "Come to think of it, he's never been the friendliest around other Pokemon, so it's a nice change of pace!" Einstein zips over to Poppy and makes an upbeat sound with his wings presumably as a kind gesture.

    "Well, either Poppy is a heartbreaker, or… he really did become more friendly after evolving! Either way, that's great, hehe!" Avril blushes a little. The Flabébé simply giggles, instead.

    "Well, that was cute…" The fisherman chuckles as well. "Do you want to try as well, girl?" He then asks Avril, who in turn glances at June. "If you're both here helping… and that thing doesn't actually come up… wait, are you sure that won't happen?"

    "If worst comes to worst, surely Einstein could help out with that!" June reassures.

    That's good enough. Avril grabs the fishing rod, throws the hook into the water, and waits. Not that much though, because something is seen pulling the hook just after a few seconds.

    It's pretty light too, and Avril easily lifts her own catch out of the water. The poor victim is a tiny white fish-like Pokémon, with teary blue eyes, flapping around as it tries to escape. "Wait, June, is that…?"

    "I didn't think their base form would be so tiny." June says while looking at her phone. "But yes, that is indeed a Wishiwashi!"

    "What? Oh no… please let it go! I don't want to harm you, I'll set you free…" Avril cries out, her eyes erratically moving between the Pokémon and everyone else around her. "What do I do…"

    "Umm, the older gentleman had told us that they don't call schools so often, right?" June looks to the fisherman for an answer.

    "Oh, yes! And this one still looks too young to even be able to do that. So you're good to go!" He chuckles with nonchalance. "You can catch it if you want…"

    But the girl still seems on the fence. Poppy reading up Magical Leaf again, ready to strike, doesn't help either. She just submerges Wishiwashi again into the sea water, where it eventually frees itself from the hook and swims away.
    W4
    "I'm not ready for that Pokémon yet, I'm really not…" she mutters, but her serious face still has a hint of happiness in there. "It was still fun though! Thanks."

    "There's nothing wrong with recognizing your limitations!" June encourages as she holds a finger up. "But yes, I enjoyed fishing as well. I'll have to try it some other time, and depending on what's available I might even catch my find!"

    "Aw, I'm glad you enjoyed it! We can definitely try again sometime…" The blonde girl smiles, her red cheeks likely catching the attention of the fisherman.

    "You know… I'm starting to like you two already! Would you be up to join me and my family for lunch? It's on us, of course!" He laughs again. "Always glad to help out some traveling trainers."

    "Why, that sounds delightful!" June clasps her hands together. "Assuming you're interested, Avril?"

    "Oh, of course, June!" She chimes right in, blushing once again.

    🎣🎣🎣

    Food still isn't ready by the time Avril and June are welcomed inside the fisherman's cabin, but that gives them plenty of time to get acquainted with the rest of his family.

    He introduces himself as Wade, while his wife Bailey and her mother, Ms. Shimizu are at the stove, cooking lunch together. an energetic young kid, a few years younger than June, is quickly setting the table, adding two more seats for the two girls.

    "So you're trainers? That's so cool! I wanna be one too when I'm old enough!" He cheers. "And before that time comes, I wanna know some of your best moments! It's always so exciting…" He continues, looking up at June. "You better keep an eye out for League Winner Finn in the future!"

    "Of course, the rest of us would like to hear all about that as well." Bailey adds. "Although we should warn you, our expectations might be a bit high."

    "Y'see we just love hearing about all the adventures traveling trainers have to tell." Her mother continues. "But the last trainer we hosted, he was an interesting fellow. Told all these crazy tales about the ferocious beasts he found in the vast sea. Not that I think any of 'em were true, but that young man sure was a good storyteller!"

    Bailey nods. "Yeah, I doubt Gyrados can grow that big, but the energy he had when telling that tale almost made me believe him!"

    "Well...I'm not sure if I can do that, I don't have that many stories…" Avril speaks up once she feels everyone's eyes on her. Like that would even change things…

    Finn sits down right in front of the blonde girl, with an enthusiastic smile. "I'm sure you got a story in you! Even getting to Cottage Grove is not easy, so…"

    "Heh, that's just a sore topic!" The girl grimaces, looking towards June. "Uh… I mean before Littledale, of course..."

    "It's a bit of a long story…" June tries to laugh off. "Umm... maybe you have something interesting that happened before you even came to Hoenn!"

    "Hm… I'm just hoping I can find something that's interesting enough, you know… but I'm not the best trainer or anything, so…" Avril mutters, as she runs a hand through her hair. Right where Poppy is.

    It is in fact the Flabébé who breaks the silence. She takes the stage, drawing small circles around the table's centerpiece until she gracefully lands on top of it. The small plant that the family has put there acts as her support as she casts a faint Fairy Wind around her, dancing around the stem of her own flower.

    "Oh right," Avril fixes her glasses. "All Flabébé are born on top of a flower, be it one that grows on a Florges's body or in the wild. Or are they really born, since a Flabébé without her flower is barely able to survive? Even after their super-tiny egg hatches, Flabébé use the energy that the flower gathers to live and get stronger. And then…"

    Poppy winks as she casts a Magical Leaf - again, a weak version of the attack, just for show. She then springs up in the air, chirping excitedly.

    "Oh yeah, eventually Flabébé become strong enough to live free, but not in the way you might think. They still need the flower's photosynthetic abilities to gather energy…" The girl continues. "But their inner energy is now strong enough to keep the flower alive even when it's detached from the rest of the plant. Or so I was told!"

    Poppy flies through her vision, startling her as she tries to continue her explanation. "Of course Poppy did that too. She cut her flower from the rest of the plant and finally let the wind carry her onwards. She enjoyed floating in the fresh morning air, trying new tricks and pirouettes. Until…"

    Poppy winks again. That's exactly the tone of voice that she needs for the next part. Her floating gets more hectic, more erratic, as she focuses on using sudden, quick bursts of Fairy Wind to get where she wants. She notices a bunch of umbrellas on the ground and quickly dashes towards them, while Avril gives the scariest description of a storm she can think of - admittedly, it's a bit basic, but given that the blonde girl is not really a fan of storms, it still works, and sets the mood quite well.

    "The wind was strong, more than anything Poppy had ever felt. It took her far from home and into a different field, then another and a few more… until she lost her flower." For obvious reasons, Poppy doesn't act this part through.

    As the Fairy-type slowly falls into Avril's arms, just like a leaf falls to the ground in autumn, the girl smiles at her. "That's where I came in, right after the storm was over. I found her stranded near a tree, unable to even lift herself up into the air. Her flower was still there somehow, tangled in the branches of a little berry bush nearby, but it was still too far for her to reach."

    The girl brings Poppy closer to her face, and she gives a little boop in return. "I gave her the flower back and healed her, without really knowing what I was doing. Turns out, I literally saved her life, because if a Flabébé stays without a flower for too long, all of her energy will be depleted."

    Poppy chirps as she turns towards her audience. "And that's how we became best friends!" Avril giggles- perhaps an anticlimactic conclusion, but at least it's a happy one.

    "That was quite the tale!" June applauds. "Though if I'm here I suppose I should recall something that's happened to me as well. Let's see…" She taps her lip and looks off into the distance. "As far as anything dramatic goes I had a terrifying encounter with a Heracross the other day, and that could be good material" She takes a second to clear her throat before starting! "Right, now here goes nothing…"

    "It all started Sunday afternoon when I was on Route 103 after hearing Heracross live in the area, and I absolutely had to catch one for myself! Of course it wasn't easy finding one in the first place so I had to slather honey on a tree to attract one, which did turn out to be successful. My plan from there was to distract it by swinging my net over his horn while my Beautifly, Sting, would ambush it with a flying-type move, but my dad had called me before I could and, well, a change of plans was needed..."

    "This is where things started to get scary though- the tree I was hiding behind had been cut down within seconds by Heracross, and the way it stared at me was frightening! I was well aware of Heracross' herculean strength, hence the name, but seeing it in person still came as a shock to me! I thought having Sting hit him with an Air Cutter would help me, but it turned out he knew Endure and retaliated with an attack that defeated Sting in one hit! It was only made worse when seeing Heracross has the ability Moxie, which increases his strength with each foe defeated. One by one, he instantly defeated two Pokemon of my remaining three, and would have done the same for my last Pokemon, Einstein. I wasn't sure what would have happened if Einstein wasn't able to save me!"

    "Fortunately though, that wasn't of concern." June continues. "Because he was able to evolve before Heracross landed a finishing blow! I mean, that is to say he evolved into what he is now, not that he evolved again- Well, not that Pokemon can de-evolve or anything but that could have come off as confusing- anyways though, Orbeetle's pre-evolution is Dottler, a stationary Pokemon that very rarely moves. It might sound useless, but they make up for that with their superb psychic abilities. Of course those psychic abilities only get stronger on evolution, and their nearly unlimited mobility is invaluable! So thanks to the help of my Pokemon I was able to catch that Heracross who has become an irreplaceable part of my party!"

    "W-wait, you and Einstein…" Avril seems to be shuddering, but tries to collect herself.She doesn't exactly succeed. "That was scary indeed, Heracross sounds so strong, but… I-I'm still glad you made it through, Einstein sounds like a real t-treasure…" She fidgets with her bunch of bracelets as she speaks.

    "Oh, Heracross are indeed quite strong, so strong in-fact that they're thought to lift things a hundred times its weight with ease- although that's highly contested. But rumor or not, clearly it comes from the fact that their power is nothing to scoff at, and mine isn't any different! It can become a little problematic considering how eager he is to battle, but-"

    "June…" Avril whispers to the other girl. "That's just whatever, I… just love that everyone got a happy ending." She comments, already leaning onto her shoulder with a silly smile on her face. June's face goes red, a little embarrassed she almost gave another unprompted lecture no doubt, but also as her way of showing she appreciates the gesture.

    "You should consider yourself lucky." Ms. Shimizu says sternly. "Heracross aren't called the Knights of the Forest for nothing, you know. But you got guts, and I like that!"

    "Your presentation could use some work though." Bailey guffaws. "It was still a good story though. Same for you, Avril. The effects were a nice touch!"

    "Oh, thanks…" Avril smiles, trying to look more confident. Still not enough as Poppy though, who proudly bows before perching herself on her usual spot.

    "I heard some scarier stories for sure…" Finn playfully adds, "but I loved the happy endings! I'll be sure to have one at the end of my trainer's journey too, y'know what I mean?"

    "Speaking of happy endings though… lunch is almost ready!" Wade smiles, checking up on the various dishes. "And… thank you for those stories! That was a lovely way to pass the time."

     
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  • Natsuko Soyokaze
    Wednesday, September 30th; afternoon
    Cottage Grove


    Despite her numerous mishaps on the way over, Tsu is pleased to see that her backpack did its job, and after a quick shower she changes back into some fresh clothes. Out of respect, she leaves her shoes off, especially since that other girl took her beach shoes.

    Out in the main room, Tsu meets another woman, probably Samara's mother based on her looks. The biggest difference (other than age) is the hair. Samara's dark hair was kept loose, while her mother wears it in a ponytail.

    "Hello, dear. You must be Natsuko, Sam told me you'd stopped by. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Tsubaki, but you can call me Tsu if you'd like."

    Tsu pauses, not entirely sure how to respond to that. She notices Samara in the nearby kitchen, the smallest of smirks on her face.

    She can barely stammer out a thank you before Tsubaki continues. "We get trainers coming through here all the time, and so few of them are used to the travel on 103. Between crossing the water and the long hike moving forward, it'd be rude of us not to offer our hospitality. Would you care to join us for dinner?"

    "Well, if you're offering..." Tsu thinks it over, but she doesn't take long. It would be rude to say no, after all. "That would be lovely. Thank you for letting me stay."

    "Happy to, my dear! Sam? If we're going to have a guest, we're going to need more dinner. Would you mind?"

    Samara nods, slipping on a pair of sandals as she gets to the door. "Sure. I'll be back soon." She grabs a fishing rod from a closet, which catches Tsu's attention.

    "Are you going fishing? Can I come too?"

    Tsubaki claps her hands happily. "You like to fish? Splendid! We like to see that here, it's something of a town pastime. I don't have much skill, but Sam is rather good at it!"

    Samara looks away from her mother, a bit of red on her cheeks. "Come on, Mom... I'm not that great..."

    "Young lady, don't insult my daughter like that." Tsubaki chides Samara with a smile on her face. "Natsuko, go with her, see for yourself how good she is!"

    "Okay! Sounds fun!" Tsu quickly puts her shoes on, joining Samara outside as she fills a cooler with ice. "Maybe you can teach me a thing or two?"

    "Um... maybe..." Samara twirls a strand of hair around her finger, a nervous tic maybe? "Follow me, I'll show you where the fishing spot is."

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    The fishing spot turns out to be close to where Tsu landed on the beach, far enough from the docks that the boats don't disturb the fish. Samara hadn't said much while they walked, beyond giving short answers to Tsu's attempts at small talk, and Tsu is starting to think the girl doesn't like her much.

    When they arrive, Samara looks at the water, offering Tsu the pole. "You've fished before, right? You seemed pretty stoked to be here."

    Tsu nods enthusiastically as she accepts the pole. "Sure have! Admittedly, I only started recently, but it's great! I don't know how much skill is involved, but a lot of people take it pretty seriously. I've just been coasting on luck, I guess, which was why I was hoping you'd teach me something."

    Samara nods, leaning against the railing. "Don't know how much I can teach you. It's a lot of repetition, so if you know the basics, you're pretty much set." A small smile crosses her face before she looks at the ground, letting her hair obscure her features. "Hey, I just had an idea. Wanna play a game?"

    Her behavior raises a flag in Tsu's mind. She knows a hustle when she sees one, but she doesn't see anything she has to lose, so she plays along for now. "A game? I love games! How do we play?"

    Samara looks out over the water, her expression more casual now. "I'll let you use the rod, and whatever you fish up will be your dinner. We'll see how good you are, whether there's anything I can teach you or not."

    Tsu thinks it over. Either she gets something good, and a good meal is promised, or she gets something bad and gets a free lesson. There's no risk here, unless she fishes up something disgusting, but she doubts Tsubaki will hold her to the deal if that's the case. Still... Samara must know something Tsu doesn't. What's her angle here?

    "Sure! Sounds fun! Here goes nothing!" She tosses the hook out, noticing Samara's slight smirk. There's something fishy going on here... wait, no, phrasing...

    "So... what do you do for fun around here?" Tsu slowly reels the line, keeping her eyes on the water.

    Samara sighs, tracing one finger along the wooden railing. "There's not much. I help my mom around the house, I come out here, or I talk to people passing through. A lot of people like to tell stories, which is cool, 'cuz nothing fun happens here."

    "Sorry to hear that. You ever think about leaving?"

    "All the time." Samara looks dejected at the concept. "But... I'm 17. Where am I gonna go? Mom needs my help around the house, and the village has everything a person needs to live. What more could I want?"

    Tsu frowns at her. That sounds more like something she's repeating than something she actually believes. "Everything you need to survive, maybe, but there's more to life than that. Maybe talk to your mom about it. I'm sure she can manage without you if there's something you'd rather do." She feels a light tug on the line, but she ignores it.

    "I don't know... I mean... never mind." Samara looks away, clearly uncomfortable.

    Tsu shakes her head. "Look, it sounds like you have a decent life. I've known people who make do with less, but that doesn't mean you have to settle for this, that there isn't something more. Come on, what do you really do for fun?"

    "Well..." Samara looks up, but the rod is nearly pulled from Tsu's hands, grabbing both girls' attention. "Hey, you got one!"

    Tsu starts reeling it in, the line pulled tight by her catch. Whatever it is, it's fierce. She braces herself to drag it up, while Samara just watches. With a sharp tug, she hauls her catch out of the water, a green fish with angular fins and a bright red stripe along its sides.

    "Whoa! That's a lucky catch!" Samara looks at the Pokémon in awe.

    "Thanks! What's the next step?" Tsu watches as the fish (which her Pokédex calls Basculin) orients itself to glare at her. She grabs for a Poké Ball, sending out Cyrano. "Now I fight it, right?"

    Samara had gone for something in her pocket, but puts it back when she sees Cyrano. "You need to subdue it, yeah. The fish here can be temperamental."

    "Can do! Paralyze it with Thunder Wave!" Cyrano obliges, causing Basculin to lock up. "And now Thunder Punch!" Cyrano spins his arm freely, electricity crackling along his hand as he strikes the Basculin, knocking it into the air.

    "Don't let it go back in the water!" Samara cries out, tossing a Poké Ball of her own. An oddly colored Geodude, more silver than Tsu has ever seen, appears between Basculin and the water, hitting it with a Thunder Punch of its own.

    "Hey! Not bad!" Tsu grins approvingly at Samara. She'd noticed the Poké Ball, and isn't sure why the other girl was hiding it.

    Samara puts the stunned fish inside the cooler, returning Geodude to its ball. She grabs Tsu's shoulders, pleading as she looks into her eyes. "Please don't tell my mom. I'm not supposed to have any Pokémon, I don't even have a license!"

    Tsu stares in wide-eyed shock as Samara grabs her. Her cheeks flush as she remembers the last time someone got this close to her... at another fishing spot, oddly enough. Rather than dwell on that, she just grins.

    "My, that sounds like you want me to keep a secret! That's something friends do, right Sam?"

    Sam's expression shifts from distraught to confused. "I... guess? You're cool with this?"

    "Sure! We're seventeen, a little rule breaking is natural. The gang and I broke a few rules back in Celadon, it's no biggie! But, uh... personal space, please. I'm not a good kisser."

    Now it's Sam's turn to blush as she steps back from Tsu. "Sorry... guess you know what I do for fun around here."

    "That's pretty cool too! You said people come through here with stories, right? You looking to make a few stories yourself?"

    "Something like that... mostly I just want to leave the village, you know? Go out and see the world, make some friends. I'm tired of being alone all the time. There aren't many others my age in Cottage Grove, you know?"

    "I know what you mean." Tsu kinda does, but she's always had friends. Not good friends, but she's always at least had people to talk to. I should probably give Lucy a call later, or Sir Bill. Maybe Sunny or Jo. Definitely Aunt Nyamo and Carrie. Man... I don't talk to people often enough... She pulls the brim of her hat down, hiding her eyes from... herself?

    Sam clears her throat awkwardly, watching as Tsu gets lost in her internal monologue. "So... yeah. We should probably head back now."

    "Oh! Sorry! Just thinking... hey, why did you say my catch was lucky?"

    Sam lifts the cooler, letting Tsu hold the rod. "Most rookies tend to catch Wishiwashi, especially because there are like twice as many of them as there are Basculin. But there are two types of Basculin out here. The ones with the blue stripe are good and lean, but you caught a red one, which have more fat on them. They don't have as much meat as the blue ones, but the meat they do have is tastier. Still more than a Wishiwashi, though."

    Tsu nods slowly, processing all that. It's more at once than she'd heard Sam say since she'd met her. "Wait, so when you said we'd play a game, you were hoping I'd catch a little guppy?"

    Sam laughs, a wistful look in her eyes. "Heh heh, yeah... it's funny. Nothing wrong with Wishiwashi, Mom cooks with them all the time."

    Tsu quietly concedes the point. It does sound a little funny, and the poor girl is stuck out here with no friends, so she probably takes her fun where she can. "Hey, I have an idea. It's not quite what you're looking for, but I can be your friend. I'm doing a photo journal thing on Insta, where I take pictures on my journey and share them with people. I could also... call you, tell you about any adventures I have? Just a little taste of what's out there?"

    Sam shrugs. "Sure, sounds fun. I've seen pictures, I do have Wi-Fi, you know. But it could be nice to have context, a little personal touch to it."

    "Great! Come here!" Tsu gets out her phone as she puts her arm around Sam, pulling her in close for a picture. "I get pictures with all of my new friends!" Sam wasn't expecting that, so she looks surprised in the photo while Tsu is smiling happily. "Oops. Wanna try again?"

    Sam shakes her head, hiding her face behind her hair. "Once was fine. I'm not really a photo person, I probably look terrible..."

    "What? No! You look great! Don't say mean things about my friend!" Tsu grins at Sam, who just rolls her eyes and ducks her head, walking faster to get back to her house.
     
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    Tuesday, September 29th @ 0600 - Littledale


    Clint still hadn't fully recovered from the trip to Littledale, yet here he was ready to go nose to the grindstone again. His legs were still sore, although he could push through if needed. Clint walked up the path to Winston Ranch, where he was told by a couple of very uncivilized ranch hands that he could find some work. Although through his trainer's license he could eat and sleep at Pokemon centers at no cost, having extra cash for any unforeseen expenditures along the way was surely a necessity, and manual labor sounded easier than the other jobs Clint usually saw posted, such as waiting tables or shop keeping or any other job where you have to ugh, deal with people all day.

    Clint had made his way up to the large farm house that Isaac had told him to look for, which stood perched on top of a small hill overlooking the rest of the ranch. Out front there was a group of about nine men standing in front of the stairs up to the porch, with a tenth man, who was short and stout, wearing a massive white cowboy hat, with a matching white mustache was standing on the porch, presumably he was the one running the show.

    "Is there something I can help you with young man, I happen to be very busy right now," the mustached man shouted at Clint.

    Suddenly all eyes were on Clint. Not the best start, as the ranch hands, other than Isaac Winston who Clint met the night before all had scowls on their faces.

    "Actually sir, I was hoping to help you with something. Couple of your boys rode into town last night, said y'all was looking for a couple extra hands, told me to swing by this morning, actually it was these two fellers right here," Clint said, gesturing at Isaac and Sam Winston while he tried to defuse the situation.

    "Well I sure as s*** don't remember you," Sam replied.

    "Knock it off Sam, this here's the feller from the center, he looked the part so I figured I'd ask him, just like you told us Uncle," Isaac stated, whacking Sam on the shoulder.

    "Well if that's the case then kid, my name's Irving Winston, and this is my ranch. As I was just explaining to the boys here, we got an order placed, need two hundred and fifty head of cattle herded in from pasture, cleaned up, tagged and have be ready to transport onto a cargo ship in the port by sundown tomorrow. Plus we got Pooch, Mighty and whatever other kind of 'yena that's out there hunting after our cattle as well. So if you can herd, we can use all the help we can get out there. Can you ride a Mudsdale, whatever your name is?" Irving explained.

    "Name's Clint, and yea I know how to ride."

    "Well great then Clint. Guess you boys can split into five teams of two now. Sam and Isaac, Kane and Irving Jr, Henry and Taro, John and J.P, and uh, Clint you go with Sergei, he's the scrawny looking one in the jean jacket, let's get to work boys!"

    Sergei was an unimpressive looking character, brown ten gallon hat placed over ratty looking long brown hair, also strangely committed to the full denim on denim look. Clint walked over to Sergei as the rest of the group began to head out to start the day. The two of them quickly shook hands and handled introductions, before heading over to the stables.

    The stables themselves were just the same as any stable Clint had seen back home, lined with stalls housing Mudsdale in them, with tack hanging on the walls. Clint and Sergei walked over to two Mudsdale in the back corner of the stables, staying out of the way of the other teams getting organized. Sergei showed Clint over to his mount for the day, which had a saddle sitting on the gate for the stall.

    "Meet Penney, she's your ride for the day. Good steed, easy going compared to some of the others 'round here," Sergei handled introductions.

    Clint slowly opened the stall door and slowly approached Penney. The Mudsdale was calm, and remained so as Clint rubbed her chin, and patted her slowly on the shoulder. Clint grabbed the saddle sitting nearby, and placed it on Penney's back. Clint then did up all the straps, and was ready to climb on. Penney briefly fought back as Clint got mounted, but a pat on the cheek calmed her down once again. Clint looked over at Sergei over in the stall next to him, who was all ready and waiting for Clint.

    "Follow me out of here Clint, there's a crick out near back of the property, I think that's a good place to start out," Sergei said, laying out the plan.

    Clint simply nodded, and the two took off.

    The two had been riding for close to half an hour when Sergei pulled up on the reins and came to a stop, and Clint followed suit. The scene they stopped at was rather picturesque, the sunrise provided a bright array of colors, which were cast over seemingly endless rolling hills of the Winston Ranch pasture.

    "What are we stopping for, I don't see anything here," Clint asked.

    "We get paid by the day, not by the head kid, don't be in such a rush," Sergei retorted, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Sergei used the lighter to light up the cigarette then motioned the pack over to Clint as if asking him if he wanted one. Clint nodded and Sergei tossed it over. Clint then light a cigarette of his own, letting out a couple of coughs as he inhaled. Clint has smoked before, but not very often as he didn't want to get caught by his parents. Considering they were very far from here, the chances of being caught were very low to say the least.

    "How'd you even end up in this wretched corner of the earth anyhow kid, you sure don't seem like a local," Sergei asked.

    "That'd would be because I'm not, I grew up on a ranch in Kanto. I made my way out here to try my hand at being a Pokemon Trainer," Clint answered.

    "Kanto? Why not be a trainer over there," Sergei asked, prying into Clint's life now.

    "Long story," Clint quickly snapped back.

    "Fine kid, be like that. Just know I used to be a pretty good trainer myself," Sergei teased.

    Clint's ears perked up now. Maybe working on this ranch was going to help Clint's battling skills as well.

    "Ah, now I got your interest," Sergei laughed, taking another pull from his cigarette,

    "Back in my younger years, not too much older than you I had made it a good distance as a Trainer. Took it all the way to the top eight of the Hoenn League Tourney, that's when it all went downhill. Lost a lot of money, had to hide. Now I grind away in obscurity for that a-hole Mr.Winston. So have fun while you can kid, but go to school or something."

    "What happened in the league tourney," Clint asked, now he was the one prying.

    "Kid you got s*** you don't wanna talk about, I also have that," Sergei angrily replied.

    Sergei chucked his cigarette butt on the ground, and started to ride off. Clint carefully put his out, and put it in his saddlebag before riding off to follow Sergei out to the creek. Clint had to wonder if he had screwed up his one chance to learn from a true professional, he would have to figure out a way into Sergei's good graces.

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  • Junko "June" Enomoto
    Wednesday, September 30th
    Afternoon-Evening
    Oldale-Littleroot Township
    "Hm, this seems like a fine spot to set up camp."

    While in reality the two have spent a lot of her day trekking through Route 103, it's gone by a lot quicker in June's mind. After saying goodbye to the family they met in Cottage Grove, June and Avril were gifted with scarfs knitted by Ms. Shimizu, green and pink respectively. Then, June spent most of her time along the way fixating on the various Pokemon inhabiting the environment, specifically bug-types, to nobody's shock.

    Their behaviors were different from what she observed from her last visit, like how few Ninjask buzzed about freely and instead were all clinging to tree trunks. Those that weren't were zipping to whatever tree they could find. Definitely giving her ideas some ideas for her next report.

    "Do you have any experience with camping?" June asks Avril as she rolls a tarp out onto the ground.

    "Hm… not many! I never went camping by myself, and when I did, on route 102, I didn't even have a tent, and i-it was absolutely terrible!" Avril quickly replies.

    "Oh my, I'm- I'm terribly sorry to hear that." June clenches her palms against her chest in concern. "Fortunately though, I've gone camping many times. So if you ever have any troubles, you can always come to me for help!" She smiles. That could probably be interpreted to mean more than just camping. Not that she really minds

    "It's ok, I can already tell this time will be different! Route 102 was just my mistake!" She replies, likely trying to sound reassuring herself. "You know more than me but uh, if you need any help with anything, I'm here!"

    "I'll be sure to keep that in mind…" June gives an awkward giggle as she lightly blushes. "I could always use some assistance with th- huh?" When looking back to where she placed the tent, she notices it's disappeared. She panickedly looks around only to see that it was Einstein who had taken them and is folding it out across the tarp with his psychic abilities. .

    "Oh, you had me worried there for a second, Einstein!" June wipes her brow. "I'm surprised how quickly you picked up on that- Although I suppose that's on me for underestimating your intelligence."

    "Oh… wow, is there anything he can't do?" Avril giggles. "Actually thinking about it… I could work on some quick cooking in the meantime! How does that sound?"

    "Orbeetle are very good at observing their environments, so it makes sense." June replies as she figures out the poles needed to get the tent to stay up. "But yes, that sounds just swell!"



    After less struggle than initially envisioned, June finally has the tent pitched up, in no small part thanks to Einstein. She briefly considered letting Heracross out to help, but giving that just a few seconds of thought was enough to know it'd be a bad idea. With that all set up, she moves as much equipment as is appropriate inside the tent, and proceeds to roll out both her and Avril's sleeping bags, and-

    Wait a second, how did she not realize this earlier? She and Avril are sharing a tent. A good while away from any sort of civilization, no less. Just the two of them together...

    Alone.

    June can feel herself growing shaky at a rapid pace and blood rushes to her face. There's a lot of implications to that, but she tries desperately not to entertain the idea as she very hastily unrolls their respective sleeping bags on the opposite sides of each other, trying to leave as much space between the two as she can. Even though she usually tries to do everything as neatly as she can, it's only inevitable the way their sleeping bags are arranged is a tad sloppy, but it's nothing Einstein can't tidy up.

    I'm… not ready for that…

    To take her mind off that, she decides to work on her report, but it's incredibly difficult for her to focus considering what crossed her mind just a second ago. Since she has so much knowledge of bugs memorized it's not at all difficult to jot ideas down, but arranging them in ways that are actually presentable is what she struggles with. She stares at her phone's screen for what must have been five minutes before giving in with a sigh. She really hates not finishing things, but if focusing is such a chore it might be best to take a break. It's not like Brendan gave her a deadline or anything.

    Maybe she'll check in on Avril?

    With the zip of a tent door and a few steps, June is already standing behind Avril in no time, observing her as she cuts some of her fruits and berries down in slices. She stands upright in silence, wanting to say something to her, but is reluctant to do so as that might bother Avril while she's in the middle of something. But if there's anyone who wouldn't be bothered by her...

    "So," June speaks up, a bit of apprehension in her voice. "I somehow never asked, but… what are you making?"

    "O-oh? This is Poppy's dinner, hehe… some of these fruits are almost as large as her so I need to slice them first! And then, we can keep some for us, too." The blonde girl, still sitting down beside the tent, blushes as she looks up.

    "I see. I tend to buy Pokemon food as much as I can, but considering Flabebe aren't exactly common around these parts of Hoenn, food made specifically for them must be uncommon as well, isn't it?" June twirls a strand of her hair. "I'm sure she appreciates the effort though!"

    "Well… yeah, this is mostly me trying to give her some of her favorite food when I can!" Avril giggles. "She can make do with common food usually but the effort is certainly paid off by seeing how happy this makes her…"

    "Aw, that's so sweet! Although speaking of food- Were you preparing anything for us?"

    "Well… as I said, I left some of this fruit for us! And then, a few more things from Littledale… and the leftovers from our lunch, right? And… uh..." Avril stops right there as her cheeks get more red. "You'll see later."

    "Um… Y-yeah, I suppose I'll have to!" She's not sure how to describe it, but there's something about the way she and Avril split two different but equally important tasks that feels… familiar maybe? That's probably not be the right word, but she's reminded of how Akira and Giorgia go about their chores, with Akira usually taking care of outdoor, more physically demanding jobs while Giorgia tends to cook and clean indoors. That sounds like something that'd be nice to have in the future, and June starts to get lost in that fantasy while her shakiness and intensely red face return. Even though placing her palms on her cheeks hides nothing, she still does so out of habit.

    "Oh, well… it's n-nothing special!" Avril adds after a bit. "But no worries, I'm almost done… hope I'm not making you wait too long. How hungry are you?" That's enough to snap June out of it.

    "Just a tad, but it's nothing that can't wait." Now that she's asked about it, she's starting to realize just how incredibly famished she is from all the physical and mental energy she's used these past few hours. But for better or worse, she's fine stretching the truth if Avril is put under less stress. "Is there anything you need help with? I mean, um, I understand why you might not want to if you'd rather keep it a surprise but… I'll just be here if you need me, that's what I'm trying to say!"

    "Thank you… but I've almost finished anyway! Just… get the leftovers and we can start with dinner, if that's ok?" Avril smiles, looking up to June with sparkling eyes. Gosh, that gaze in her eyes has June weak in the knees. How could she refuse?



    Avril's surprise turns out to be just a small chocolate bar, which she happily shares with June after the rest of their meal. "This is for helping me today!" She explains, seemingly more confident than before. "Hope you like it… hehe."

    "Oh, thank you!" June can't actually remember the last time she's had candy. Anything with that much sugar in it she tries to avoid, but she wouldn't want to turn Avril down. The way she was being secretive and seemed so proud to present it is quite frankly adorable. She'll indulge herself just this once.

    "You know, my dad used to come home from work every day carrying these heavy bags full of this exact brand of candy bars. Needless to say, I'm quite familiar with the taste but somehow this one tastes… better?"

    "I-It does?" The blonde girl replies. "That's, uh… interesting." She tries to collect herself as her cheeks get more red. "But I'm glad you like it!" June, not wanting to talk with her mouth full, nods as she savors every bite of her chocolate bar before she'll need to clean up camp.

    Clean up goes smoothly and June finds herself on auto-pilot as she takes care of any trash left behind. She's about a third of the way done before she feels a drop of rain on her nose, causing her to scurry through the rest of the process. With the exception of Einstein, every Pokemon she had out for dinner are returned to their Pokeballs, and with that she jolts into her thankfully water-proof tent, where Avril has also taken shelter from the rain.

    "I suppose now would be a good time to finish my report." June thinks aloud. The blonde girl picks up on that- she does nod as she pulls up her Holotch, and speaks up right after. "I, uhm… I should probably do the same, I had a few ideas in my head…"

    "Hm?" June perks her head up. "Oh, ideas aren't usually a problem for me. But putting them into words is what I struggle with…"

    "I'm still learning how to write reports and all but usually, for me… it's the actual research that I need help with. Once I have ideas, things seem to flow rather well…" Avril explains, a more relaxed expression on her face. "Well, I just need to translate everything into Ransei language but like, that's no big deal…" She giggles.

    "I can't say I've ever really had issues researching, honestly it's almost second nature to me!" June says as she types out information on her PokeGear at an impressive rate. "I've been looking into everything I could about bug Pokemon for as long as I could read, really. So these reports are a nice outlet."

    "Oh, well… the researching part was just something that could help me with my adventure, according to Brendan. He was the one who suggested writing these in the first place! But so far I haven't had any troubles, really… he seems pretty kind. And he even gifted me, well…" Avril takes a few moments to rummage through her bag, before pulling out a pink woolen beret. "He gave me this, even!" She blushes as she tries to wear that hat.

    "It… certainly looks charming…" June compliments, facing the other way. When reminded how the two of them are alone, she slowly sinks into her sleeping bag while burying her face deeper into her phone.

    "T-Thanks… and right, the report, I'll keep thinking about it…" Avril laughs nervously. A quiet giggle from Poppy and Einstein is heard before the silence. The dead air is filled with the rain and sounds of June's thumbs rapidly pressing against the small glass screen as she non-stop organizes her notes into something that can resemble a report.

    Once that's completed, she holds back a yawn. She's had quite the active day, so it's only natural she'd be tired at this hour. Most nights she'd take off her glasses and change into her pajamas before nodding off, but there's just one issue with that: There's nowhere to change. She'd be incredibly uncomfortable having to remove any clothing outdoors, especially in the rain, and inside the tent… Well, she could just ask Avril to look the other way, but given how, for a lack of a better word, racy that thought gets her- Yeah, it'd be easier to just sleep in her day clothes.

    After more somewhat awkward silence, Avril puts her Holotch away, its screen no longer there to send light towards her face. "Uhm, g-goodnight June? I'll try to sleep now…" She whispers, before hiding inside her sleeping bag.

    "Wha- oh, umm, yes! Goodnight indeed, and, um, I greatly enjoyed our time together today!" June tightly grasps onto the entrance of her sleeping bag to pull it over her beet-red face. Faint whimpers can just barely be heard under the downpour that continuously strikes the tent.

    It might be awhile before she can fall asleep.



    As I hiked through Route 103 on Wednesday, there were quite a few differences in the local wildlife when compared to Sunday, and that's more than likely due to the rain that was about to fall. On most summer days, while Nincada isn't easy to find, their movements can be felt from underground, as that's where they live to escape the bright Hoenn sun. Nothing of the sort was felt today though. The weather might be a factor in that, as I highly doubt a ground-type such as Nincada enjoys getting wet. It might be that the moisture is felt from where they normally burrow, which usually isn't too far underground, so their solution is to dig deeper.

    What was especially jarring though were the Ninjask I spotted along the way. Ninjask are mostly known for their infamously loud chirping, "singing" as some call it, which they do to attract mates. However, no such sound was heard under the overcast sky, as well as when the rain set in during the night. While Ninjask have both wings and an exoskeleton that are coated in a thin wax-like layer, all the Ninjask I laid eyes on were clinging to trees as a precaution of taking shelter from the wet weather. In-fact, most trees were completely covered with them! Very little, if any room was left on the trees closest to the main path.

    Admittedly though, why they do this has me stumped, as one might think their water-proof biology would have them go about their day regardless of the weather, and I've somehow never been able to find any sort of reasoning for this. Perhaps it is that they simply dislike being soaked, similar to their previous evolution? Maybe it's a habit that carries over from spending sometimes well over a decade underground as the ground-type Nincada? Humans and Pokemon might not be so different if that's the case, and I find that quite charming.



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  • Sunny Dey, Marie Rachelle Mocinno, Edison Kintobor
    Wednesday, September 30th; late afternoon
    Route 103


    After a quick stop in Cottage Grove, the trio set off down the road again. It's actually some very pretty countryside they're traveling through, and she may not like her present company, but even Sunny can't stay grumpy and bitter here. She leads the way, having already consulted a map before they'd left, so she knows a little about the various branching paths the road offers.

    She's deliberately keeping some distance between herself and Eddie and Marie. After spending all day trying and failing to get on either of their good sides, and getting more and more upset over it, she's just tired at this point. Maybe Eddie's right, maybe traveling together isn't such a good idea. She'd hoped to change his mind, but he's far too stubborn for that. Especially with Marie whispering in his ear the whole-

    No. Don't think like that. Marie hasn't actually done anything wrong. She's annoying, manipulative and frustratingly clever, but she's not evil. Probably...

    She glances back at them, making light conversation. That ember of jealousy smolders in her stomach, seeing her best friend chatting with a different girl while she's up here… she looks away again, forcing herself to calm down, arms crossed over her stomach as she takes a deep breath. Maybe I'm not jealous. Maybe I'm just… hungry or something. Yeah, that's it. That's what's going on in here.

    She turns back to them, walking backwards to keep moving. "So, what are we thinking, team? Either of you need a rest, or can you keep up?"

    "Keeping up isn't a problem," Marie's lips curl into a smile with a hint of challenge. "The sunset might be, though. Seems an appropriate time to make camp, don't you think, Edison?"

    "Yes, I agree. We'll want things set up before we lose the light." He doesn't show it, but Sunny can tell he's tense, probably unsure what to do here. So she tosses him her pack, which he just barely catches.

    "Here, you handle the food, I'll help set up camp."

    Marie swings her backpack around and retrieves one of the compact rental tents. "We need a flat spot, yes? One big enough for- how many tents do you have, one or two?"

    Tents? Sunny freezes in place, thinking back to Route 102. Eddie had paid for the tents they'd used there, but she doesn't have enough money to buy one on a permanent basis. Nor had she thought about it, in all honesty. "Uh, well, the thing about that is…"

    "I have one." Eddie interrupts, retrieving a compact tent of his own. "I bought it when we arrived in Oldale, figured I'd need one for the road. But with everything going on, I never had time to learn how to set it up."

    Sunny sighs in relief. "Good thinking! Where would we be without that brain of yours?"

    "I take it you don't have one, then?" Ed shakes his head. "Sunny, you need to start taking this more seriously. I won't be able to cover for you all the time. ...ha. Cover. It's funny because the tent will literally cover you."

    Was that a pun? Is Eddie making jokes now? "Wait, cover me? What about you?"

    Ed sighs, then shrugs. "Unfortunately, it's only meant for one. It'd be a tight fit if we both tried to sleep in it. Not very comfortable."

    "Oh, but we couldn't possibly let you sleep outside! My tent is big enough for two, so Edison and I can share." Marie decides, then apparently remembers others' opinions matter. "Logical, yes?"

    "Wait, no, hang on!" Sunny immediately objects, grabbing onto Ed's arm. "Eddie, you can't share a tent with her!"

    Ed lightly shakes her hand off, but doesn't argue. "Marie has a point, though. I'd rather not sleep outside. Logically, the two of you could share, and I can use my own tent."

    "Me? Why do I have to share with her?" It's not a justified reaction. On some level Sunny knows she's being stubborn for no reason, but she still doesn't trust Marie. To do what? She already said she doesn't hate you.

    Ed puts his hand to his chin, looking at the ground as he thinks. Sunny frowns, knowing he's going to get lost in thought if she doesn't stop him. "Hey! Fine, I'll share with her. If that's okay with you?" She turns to Marie.

    Marie raises an eyebrow at Sunny, but her mouth twists into a playful smirk. "Well, since you're so keen to sleep with me, who am I to reject such an offer?"

    Sunny glares at Marie and her twisted smile, but Ed just happily claps his hands together. "Well, there you have it. Every puzzle has a solution. And good thing, too. Those clouds are starting to get a little heavy."

    Sunny looks up at the sky, and sure enough, it looks like it might rain. Whatever her thoughts on Marie, sleeping with… sharing her tent would be better than getting wet from the rain. "Yeah. Glad that's all sorted. ...thanks, I guess."

    "You're very welcome. Now, actually putting them up- and we'll have to get food made before it does rain, hm?"

    "Already got that covered!" Sunny grins proudly. "While you two were off… getting tents, apparently… I made sure to pack some food for the trip!"

    Ed looks into the backpack she'd tossed him earlier. "You mean these sandwiches and sports drinks in here?"

    "Yes! Perfect for a hike, and no cooking required!" Her confidence wavers slightly at Ed's skeptical look. "There are also noodle soup cups if you look further. In case it gets cold and we want something warm. I know how to heat water, at least. ...and there are water bottles."

    A genuine smile tugs at Ed's lips. "Well, it's something. Nicely done, Sunny."

    "Oh, hush. It's better than what you bought. Which was what? Nothing at all?"

    Ed concedes the point with a shrug. "Just take the compliment."

    "You made sandwiches for… all of us?" Marie wonders, over the mess that is her half-finished tent.

    "Well… I didn't make them, I bought them. They're not fancy, I think one is just Hoothoot breast and cheese." She considered lying, but she doesn't need to justify herself to Marie or Eddie. "I figured I'd get enough for each of us, yes. And if either of you didn't want one, hey. More for me. Got some chow for our Pokémon, too."

    "No, that's…" Marie seems lost, for a second. "That's very nice of you, thank you." And she busies herself with her tent again.

    "Well, yeah. Figured it was the thing to do. Wait… why are you surprised I did something nice?"

    Ed steps in, pulling Sunny's attention back to the tent she was supposed to set up. "Here, Sunny. You'll need this part." He lowers his voice slightly, making Sunny lean in closer to hear him. "You must admit, you've been rather standoffish lately, so she was probably surprised you thought of her. I'm sure she didn't mean to offend. Besides… I may have colored her opinion of you somewhat after we last talked, and I complained about your… forwardness."

    Sunny glares at Ed, but his words sting. "That's not her business, Eddie. Why would you talk about me behind my back?"

    "It's nothing I wouldn't- or haven't- said to your face. I was a bit put out after Merry's Gym, if you recall."

    Sunny keeps up the glare, but relents after a moment. She's not eager to get back into that conversation. "This sucks, Eddie. I hate feeling like I'm losing you to her."

    Ed puts a hand on her shoulder, surprising her. "Sunny, you never had me to begin with. But you have my friendship, and that's something no one can take from you but yourself."

    Sunny pushes Ed lightly, making him stumble. "God, that was so corny, Eddie! Where'd you read that, a fortune cookie?"

    Ed laughs at that, getting back to his tent. "Actually, my last fortune cookie was 'Allow disruptions to deepen your concentration.' Probably means something about bettering yourself in difficult situations." He pauses, stroking his chin in thought. "Which could apply to you, in this particular situation."

    "What do you mean?"

    "Think of this as a chance to get to know her better. I'm not saying you have to be best friends, I'd still like that to be me, just… be nice, okay? I don't want you two fighting. I'd like it if my friends could be friends."

    Sunny snorts out a laugh. "Okay, you showed me that one already. I know that's a cookie fortune."

    "Don't mock the cookies, Sunny. They are wiser than you know. Besides, I could always reconsider Marie's offer and sleep in her tent if you want."

    "Definitely not! You're sleeping in this tent, by yourself, mister!" She smiles at Ed, and for a moment their fight is forgotten, and they're just a couple teens trying to figure out how to set up a tent.

    Eventually they figure it out, and while the sky is getting darker, enough of the sunset peeks through the clouds that they can enjoy it somewhat. The sandwiches are passed around- Marie is handed the most boring of them, but she doesn't complain- and they share their meal in companionable silence, reflecting on the day behind them and thinking of the day ahead.

    Ed is the first to rise, stretching his arms over his head as he bids the others goodnight. "I'm going to turn in, then. It seems we'll have a full day ahead of us. Have a good night Sunny, Marie." He lets the sentiment linger as he looks at the two, then heads into his tent.

    Sunny fidgets with a plastic bag, gathering up the trash from their meal. Littering is severely frowned upon, after all. She keeps glancing at Ed's tent before finally looking over at Marie's. "Thanks. ...for sharing with me, I mean."

    "Well, I wasn't going to let anyone sleep outside in the rain." Marie shrugs. "And if Edison isn't in the mood I suppose we can make do with each others' company."

    Sunny pulls her jacket closed a little more, rolling her eyes at Marie. "Just don't try anything funny. If you want to cuddle for warmth, I'm sure Flare would oblige."

    "I have to assume Flare is a Fire-type?"

    Sunny pauses at that. It occurs to her that she doesn't actually know anything about Marie as a trainer, beyond that she has a Slowpoke. A Slowpoke she says is hers and Eddie's, and they apparently have another one?

    She shakes her head, banishing those bad thoughts. "Yes! Yes he is. I love Fire types, if you didn't know that. Flare is my Darumaka, and he likes people. I… I was mostly kidding, but he really would like to be out." She glances at Ed's tent again, thinking about his I want my friends to be friends comment. It couldn't hurt, especially since she doesn't have many friends. "What about you? Any Pokémon of yours that like to stay close to you?"

    Sunny catches a glimpse of a screen sliding back into Marie's pocket, but Marie starts talking before she can think about it. "I've spent the most time with Tuie, I suppose. She's quiet and small- smaller than a normal Natu, actually. She's easy to keep track of. I should have let her out while we walked, now that I think of it. I'm not very good at remembering to bring them out- and they're not all convenient to travel with."

    Marie brings a necklace out of her shirt. The PokéBalls clipped onto it are obvious, but the few charms are obscured by Marie's hand. "I have four now, but I've only spent a decent amount of time with Tuie and Pokie. And I wouldn't have been able to with Pokie if I didn't end up with that wagon. He's too slow to keep up and too heavy to carry."

    The wagon suddenly makes more sense. Sunny realizes she doesn't spend a lot of time with her Pokémon, mainly only calling on them when they're needed. "I also have four, and also haven't spent much time with some of them. Maybe I should get a wagon or something, to pull my heavy Pokémon…"

    "It's definitely a workout!" Marie laughs. "Pokie is about- seventy-five pounds? And I don't mind saying that some of the uphills outside of town were rather difficult. What do you have- or rather, how heavy is it?"

    "Um…" Sunny completely blanks on that knowledge. She can't just check her Pokédex, not with Marie looking at her, unless she just admits defeat. Unless...

    She grabs Striker's ball, sending him out for Marie to see. "Say hello to Striker." He seems confused, but trundles over to Marie to greet her. Sunny quickly checks her Pokédex, and is surprised by the information she finds. "130 pounds? That's… uh, I mean… yeah, he's pretty heavy for such a little guy."

    "That's getting close to my weight." Marie pats Striker. His armored shell gives a muted percussive sound, and she shakes out her hand a bit. "You could pull me in a wagon! Then I wouldn't have to walk."

    "If I wanted the workout, then sure, why not?"

    "Good! Then we will rent a wagon on Mauport and you can be my chauffeur."

    "I was joking! Sarcasm, you've heard of it?" Sunny protests, angry that she'd let her guard down again. Striker walks over to her, nudging her leg with his head. "What, Striker? What are you doing?"

    He looks up at her, confidence in his red eyes. He looks back toward Marie, then pushes against Sunny's leg again.

    "You're saying… push her? You? You can push her? Is that… you don't push wagons, you pull them." Striker shrugs, an odd gesture on a quadruped, and pushes Sunny again. "Yes, I get it, you're strong. He's very proud of that." She explains the last bit to Marie, slightly exasperated, but he's too endearing for her to be truly annoyed.

    "Well, I can do worse than to accept his offer- if you yourself won't oblige." Marie reaches over to pat Striker again. "He must be the strongest of your team, if he's so proud of that."

    Striker leans into Marie's hand, enjoying the attention. Traitor. "In terms of pure muscle? Probably. Flare might come close, but he's too much of a goof to be reliably strong. I don't really know what else to say. He likes food and fights, and that's about it."

    It's kind of nice, just chatting with Marie. Sunny has never just sat and talked about her Pokémon before. Eddie would sometimes bring up his team, especially Addie or Gremlin, but Sunny never really paid much attention.

    "He probably gets his fill of both with you, hm? He probably wouldn't be as happy on my team."

    "Like that's even an issue." Sunny scoffs, but pulls Striker back over to her. Well, not pulls, but the mere act of applying pressure convinces him to come back, and he snuggles beside Sunny rather than press Marie for attention. Sunny finds a soft spot under his chin, giving him scritches while he falls asleep. It's adorable, but she returns him to his ball before he can start snoring.

    "It's getting late." Sunny rises, putting her bag inside the tent. "We should probably get some sleep too."

    Marie hums her agreement. "Let me change first. It's hard to do in a tent at all, let alone with multiple people inside."

    "Yeah, good point." Sunny grabs her bag again, gesturing to the tent. "All yours. I'll change out here."

    "Hope nobody sneaks a peek." Marie's mild concern is left hanging as she busies herself with her own routine.

    Sunny is already kicking off her shoes when Marie says that, looking around in concern. Wait, there's no one else around! She's just trying to rattle me again! She turns her back on Marie's tent as she removes her jacket. "Well, you're the only one who could, so… don't. It'll be fine."

    Of course the wind picks up right as she sheds her t-shirt, making her shiver in the sudden breeze. There's no reason for her to be nervous, she's just changing clothes! She's done this literally every day of her life. But because of Marie, she's suddenly feeling self-conscious, and… maybe a bit excited? That's something to unpack later, and she quickly changes into her night shirt, putting her other top in her bag.

    She looks back over her shoulder to make sure Marie isn't peeking at her while she changes pants, but the tent remains closed. Once she's done, she grabs her bag and jacket, stopping outside the tent. "Okay, let me in when you're ready. It's getting chilly out here."

    "Yes, yes, hold on." Marie doesn't seem to be moving around at all, but still waits another minute to unzip the entry and reveal herself in only a navy blue nightshirt and a peek of pink underwear. "Come to bed, my dear."

    Sunny climbs inside, rolling her eyes and unrolling her sleeping bag. "Don't make it weird, why are you like this?"

    "It's just who I am," Marie claims. "Are you so prickly that we must sleep head-to-toe, or are you going to be normal about this?"

    "I'm normal, I'm fine." Sunny glances over at Marie's legs. "Wouldn't want to get kicked in the head, anyway. Our whole rivalry started over those legs, remember?"

    Marie smooths her hands over those long, bare legs. "It did, didn't it? I suppose I'll be more gracious with sharing space this time."

    "That'd be great. Now, let's get some sleep." Sunny crawls into her bag, turning her back to Marie to discourage further conversation.

    "Sweet dreams," Marie cooes into the dark.

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    Chapter 3: Part 5 - Terrible trainer, terrible person
    11:00 AM to 11:10 AM - Lake Petalburg
    What the fuck am I supposed to do here while Maritza is doing… whatever the fuck she's doing? Petalburg is boring as fuck, there's nothing to do here other than the conservatory and the gym, but I'm going there tomorrow.

    I guess I could train my pokémon for tomorrow, but meh! I'm not in the mood for training right now. Plus, what the fuck am I gonna do? Walk around like an idiot and beat up whatever fucker appears in front of me?

    Well, that's what I signed up for.

    Thing is, I can't keep thinking about yesterday. It was a fun day, even if it didn't last much. Listening to Maritza talk about other pokémon as we walked, and finishing by mentioning Golisopod was fucking awesome! I wouldn't have known Juggernaut would evolve into such a unit!

    Maritza can go eat shit for all I care, though, she's an asshole. Once again, she changed plans last minute, leaving me on my own with nothing to do but lay by Lake Petalburg with a Slakoth on my chest. It happened during our first night in Slateport, it happened when we reached Dewford and it happened here too! It makes me think that she just wants to be as far away from me as possible, and it sucks because I was actually starting to like her!

    But I can't blame her, can I? I never had a good relationship with people other than dad back in Pyrite, all because of my anger and the way Mankey reacts to it. I wouldn't be surprised if she is afraid of what could happen to her because of me, after all, Mankey actually tried to attack her yesterday; had I not noticed, who knows what would've happened to her?

    All of this brings me back to that one job I had in Dewford. It's as if nothing has changed for me since then: I still can't get my pokémon to behave! I can't even get them to go inside their pokéballs!

    I haven't tried to do it, though.

    Mankey, who's been sitting by my side all this time with Pyukumuku, looks back at me, and frowns upon watching me change my expression. He grunts, gets up and starts looking for the thing that's been bothering us, like it happens all the time. Mankey knows the rules, whenever I'm upset, he gets upset too, identifies the problem and beats it up. But in this case, this won't do, because Mankey can't find out why I'm even upset in the first place.

    "What are you doing? Sit down," I say, looking at him once I see him walking circles around me. Mankey obeys, he knows how to do that too… I think. He's still grunting and looking around carefully.

    My mind keeps going, Maritza this, Nora that, Gym this other, and whatever. It sucks and I hate it.

    I have Slakoth's goofy face to distract me at least, it's impossible not to chuckle when you have him looking at you directly. At least until he opens his mouth and you yawn with him.

    "Hey, don't do that, asshole!"

    That reaction gets Mankey's attention, of course, he hasn't stopped looking at me. I notice him and try to call him when he gets back up, but another yawn interrupts me before I can start talking making me unable to stop Mankey from kicking Slakoth away and jump at him with his fists ready.

    "Mankey…," I call, but my voice is muffled by the intense shrieking of Mankey while he beats up the defenseless Slakoth. He tries to defend himself from him, but he is too slow, and there's little he can do when Mankey is angry. Pyukumuku on the other hand doesn't even seem to be aware there's a fight going on. "Mankey, stop…"

    Mankey keeps landing one punch after the other, but I'm unable to do anything about it because I'm both drowsy and shocked at the scene to think straight for a solution. The only thing I have in my head now are Dewford flashbacks.

    I remember venting and nearly crying about how awful the trainers in Orre -especially Pyrite- are. They would gather around a Battle Square and force their pokémon to battle until they are unable to continue, when they are unable to keep at it anymore, they abandon them, buy new ones and continue the same cycle; all of that for money, it makes me sick. That was the same day my pokémon attacked a kid feeding the Pyukumuku. Nora said that, as a trainer, my pokémon are my responsibility. I know Mankey doesn't like his pokéball, that's why I keep him outside, but that has brought me nothing but trouble, now that I think about it. Aside from attacking the kid, he also stole an apple at the ferry and provoked Sandygast at Slateport, not to mention when he ran away after the quake in Granite Cave too!

    Mankey's an asshole, of course Maritza is scared of him! She even tried to warn me yesterday when she said Mankey could be aggressive and I didn't listen to her!

    But if Mankey is an asshole, then that makes me, the trainer, an asshole too! I'm a terrible trainer! I'm no different than those trainers at Pyrite!

    "MANKEY, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!"

    Mankey freezes where he's standing, with his fists shaking and Slakoth laying in front of him, unable to move. My heart is beating too fast all of the sudden and my breath turns heavy as I think about the worst outcome. I'm not drowsy anymore, it's as if yelling like that made me unleash enough energy to wake up.

    Before dealing with Mankey I check if Slakoth is alright. He is still breathing, in fact, he seems to be perfectly calm while he rests on the grass. Is this because of some move?

    "Slack… Off? What does that do?" Whatever, I'm glad he's fine. I still used a Potion on him, just in case before returning him to his pokéball.

    Mankey starts walking to where I am at a slow pace, looking at the ground, with his fists still shaking.

    "You idiot! You don't attack the team, you should already know that!" Mankey starts shivering once I yell at him and doesn't look back at me. I take a deep breath and try to calm down once more. It is the same thing as in the ferry, after he stole the apple: He is embarrassed for what he did, because he knows he did wrong.

    My dad used to joke saying pets are similar to their owners. It was before I left Orre, obviously, and this is obviously no joke either, but I can't help to think about this now. Mankey is scared, just like how I was a few moments ago, and we both have a similar problem we need to solve. Maybe dad wasn't even joking when he said that, who knows?

    I'm aware that I'm a terrible trainer, maybe even a terrible person, and if Maritza says she'd rather continue her journey alone, then I won't stop her. But if I am going to solve the problem with our behaviour, then I'll have to make the decision of taking the next step and try to calm down next time things go wrong.

    "Okay, enough of this nonsense!" I chuckle "We have a lot of training to do!"
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    Wednesday, September 30th; evening
    Cottage Grove


    "Thanks again for dinner, Miss Tsubaki! It was even better than my mom's cooking!" Tsu sighs contently. It's not much of a stretch, either. Either Hoenn just has tastier fish than Kanto, or fresh caught is better than store bought. Either way, she's feeling kind of sleepy after her meal. "Anything I can do to help? I could wash up if you'd like."

    Samara startles Tsu by grabbing the plate from her without warning. She hadn't even heard the girl approach. "That's for me to do."

    "Okay, sure. Whatever you want, no need to worry!" Tsu just grins as Sam stares her in the eye before collecting the rest of the dishes.

    Tsubaki smiles, taking a sip of wine. "We wouldn't make our guest do chores, what kind of hosts would we be if we did? And Sam is so quick and eager to please. She'll make a fine wife someday, don't you think?"

    "Uh..." Tsu balks at the question, not entirely sure how to respond. "I think she'd be great at whatever she wants to do! Do you guys often have guests? This is a nice house, you two don't live here alone, do you?"

    There's a clatter from the kitchen as Sam accidentally drops something, hurriedly picking it back up as Tsubaki slowly takes another sip.

    "Sam's father... isn't around very much. But we make do. And we have plenty of guests come through, as I said before."

    Tsu nods, and she can tell she brought up a sore subject. Tsubaki sets down her glass, resting her chin on her hands as she leans in closer to Tsu. "But enough about us, why don't you tell us a bit about you? What brings you to Hoenn? I can tell by your accent that you're not from here."

    "Ha ha... you can? I'm actually from here, originally. Not here, but from Slateport. My aunt lives there still, but I moved to Kanto when I was five."

    "Hmm, interesting." Tsubaki looks at Tsu's features closely. "You can barely tell. But what brings you back? Feeling homesick? I know Kanto has Gyms, too."

    "Yeah, eight of them. Not as many as here!" Tsu chuckles nervously. Tsubaki had seemed so nice earlier, but she's so much more intense now. She feels like she's being interrogated by the police. Or worse, her mother.

    "To be honest, I didn't really have much of a choice. My parents didn't like the friends I was hanging out with back in Celadon, especially after we... well, it's complicated. So they sent me to an out-of-town Trainers School, and after I got my license I could take the Gym challenge. I knew they'd be on me all the time if I stayed in Kanto, so I decided to go to another country. I knew they'd object if I went by myself, so I came to Hoenn, because my aunt would be nearby if I ever needed anything. And it's been fun to revisit my country of birth. There's so much I don't remember, but every once in a while there's... a spark, you know? Something that triggers some buried emotion or memory."

    "That sounds lovely, dear. It's a shame that you felt you needed to distance yourself from your parents, though. I'm sure they were only looking out for your best interests." Tsubaki glances at Sam, who has been standing by quietly while Tsu talked. "But I guess that's just what it means to travel. You leave behind the ones you love."

    "What did you do?" Sam asks, her expression neutral and her gaze fixed on Tsu. "You said it's complicated, but why don't your parents like your friends?"

    "Good question, Sam!" Tsubaki smiles warmly. "It sounds like an interesting story, Natsuko, if you don't mind sharing?"

    Tsu has to think about it. People don't usually ask, after she says it's complicated. They usually understand that that means she doesn't want to talk about it. But maybe... she doesn't mind. Maybe she does want to talk about it. She removes her hat, tracing her hand across the front. The plain black cap, with just a hint of stitching left from the logo it used to bear...


    "Here you go, Eyes! Now you're officially one of us!" Geo placed the hat on Tsu's head, while she clutched her new shirt tightly.

    "Eyes? Is that my nickname?" She gasped, looking up at Geo in awe. She'd been part of his gang for a while now, and the others all had cool nicknames, while she'd just been Tsu.

    Geo grinned, booping Tsu's nose lightly. "Sure is! You're good at spottin' things, you're the best lookout we've ever had, and, y'know... the glasses?"

    Tsu blushed as she lowered the brim of her hat. She'd only recently gotten the glasses, and some of the kids at school had made fun of her for them. And now Geo had given her a nickname because of them? She wasn't sure how to feel.

    "Hey, if you don't like it, I can think of somethin' else. But it's like how people nickname their Pokémon, you know? We can't just keep calling you 'Tsu', you need somethin' with some flash, right?"

    "Yeah!" Pockets cheered, raising his cup of soda. Beside him, Spike and Daisy shared a high five, while Radar hurried back inside after feeding the meter. All of them wore matching hats and shirts to the ones Tsu had just received, with slight modifications. Pockets wore a cargo vest over his uniform, Daisy had floral pattern gloves, Spike had holes in her hat to let her hair stick through, and Radar... he had a carabiner on his belt with the car keys on it.

    "You guys started without me? I was only gone for two minutes!" Radar slid into the booth next to Pockets, puffing slightly from the run.

    "Well, you should have been faster! We don't have all day, Radar." Geo glared at him, while the others nodded in agreement.

    "Yeah, I have to be at work in like, two hours." Daisy chimed in. Radar sank in his seat, letting out a sigh. The cashier called out Geo's name, and Pockets went to go pay for the pizza.


    "Wait, hold on." Sam interrupts, looking at Tsu suspiciously. "Daisy had a job? Radar had the car keys? How old were these people?"

    Tsu has to think about that. "We were all different ages. Radar was the only one with a driver's license, and he was like seventeen? I think Daisy was, too. Spike was fifteen, and Pockets was... nineteen."

    "And what about Geo?"

    "Yes, and what about his costume?" Tsubaki adds, pouring herself another glass.

    "He didn't have any modifications to his uniform, but it was white instead of black. He said we could make any modifications we wanted, but he had to keep his standard because his bosses said so."

    "Ooh, and what did you do to yours?"

    Tsu shrugs, rubbing the back of her head. "I didn't get to do much. I wore a skirt instead of pants, that's about it."

    Sam raises her hand. "But seriously. Ages."

    "Right. Geo was twenty-two and I was twelve."

    "No wonder your parents didn't like you hanging around with them."

    "It wasn't like that!" Tsu frowns at the implication, putting her hat back on. "People didn't like Geo in general..."


    "Well, look who it is. Why am I not surprised, Joe?"

    Geo rolled his eyes at the officer. "Come on, Officer Riley. It's Geo, you know that!" He glanced at Tsu meaningfully, but the officer just frowned at him.

    "Sorry, Joe. But this isn't a game. And you got a kid involved?"

    "Um..." Tsu looked at the ground, but spoke up in a shaky voice, "my birthday is next week. S-so, technically I'll, um... be a teenager soon... sir."

    Geo grinned at her, reaching out to pat her head, but the officer pulled him back before he could reach her. "You know how teens are, Officer Riley. Eyes is just gettin' a head start, she's a quick learner."

    "And she's learning all the wrong things from you and your friends. You've even got her dressed like you!"

    Geo frowned at that, starting to lose his patience. "It was just a bit of fun. We just wanted to see the Dragons. And what's wrong with wearing matching outfits?"

    "What's wrong is that you're dressed like criminals!" Officer Riley jabbed a finger into Geo's chest, right in the middle of the red R logo. "Sneaking onto private property dressed like Team Rocket is going to make people nervous, Joe! Especially when most of your crew are underage!"

    "That's why we had to sneak in, sir!" Tsu spoke up, more clearly this time. "They wouldn't let us in the front door, and we were just curious!"

    "Hey, Eyes, go easy on Ol' Riley, yeah? He's just doin' his job." Geo spoke softly, despite the cocky grin he gave the officer.

    "Go home, Joe. You didn't break anything, so you're just getting a warning this time. And as for you..." Riley frowned at Tsu sternly. "You're coming with us. Your parents will need to hear about this."


    "You almost got arrested? When you were twelve?" Sam stares at Tsu, dumbfounded.

    "They weren't going to arrest me! I didn't do anything wrong. Not that time, anyway."

    "Oh, but you did eventually?" Tsubaki leans forward.

    "Sort of. After we tried to sneak into the Game Corner, my parents told me I wasn't allowed to hang out with the gang anymore. So I had to make new friends, so I could tell my parents I was with them if I wasn't home."

    "But you were actually with Geo." Tsubaki nods knowingly.

    "It wasn't just him! ...but yes. I still hung out with them, just in secret. They were my best friends. Spike taught me about fashion, Pockets got me my first camera when I got into photography, Radar... had a car. You know, friend stuff."

    "So what happened?" Sam points to Tsu's hat. "I don't see a logo there."

    Tsu lets out a breath, slowly. "Few years later, we went back to the Game Corner. We actually got in that time. Turns out, they didn't have Dratini. But they did have Porygon and Eevee. We decided we were going to take them. Geo said it wasn't right that people could just buy them like that, that they should be let free instead of being stuck in cages. He never had Pokémon of his own, but he wanted them. None of them ever had one. I'd had one, but it was stolen from me.

    "Long story short, we got caught. Radar had cut the alarm when we broke in, but he missed the silent alarm. The police showed up, they arrested us. I was the only one still underage, so I got off easy. Mom and Dad found out, they figured sending me out to travel would set me straight. I got my license to travel, I adopted Shiny and raised her from a foal, and now I'm here. But before I left, I got a package. There wasn't a name or address I recognized, but it was my hat. My old uniform hat, but without the logo. Along with a note that said 'Congratulations. Remember where you started, and imagine where you'll end up.' I don't know how, but I think it was from Geo. Even if I don't always wear it, I always keep it on me."

    Tsu takes the hat off, smiling softly as she touches it again. The others are quiet, and she notices Tsubaki had fallen asleep at some point. Sam puts her finger to her lips as she screws the lid back on the wine bottle. She and Tsu head into the kitchen to wash Tsubaki's now empty glass.

    "Thanks for the story. Can't say I expected something like that from you."

    Tsu grins, leaning against the counter. "That was years ago, people change. Now I'm just Tsu, Pokémon trainer."

    Sam shakes her head, a faint smile forming. "There's more to you than that. You've got layers, like a cake."

    Tsu nods as she thinks about that. "I do like cake."

    "I'm sure you'll develop all kinds of layers as you travel. And I'll still be here, swapping stories for services."

    "You don't know that." Tsu grabs Sam's hands, looking into her eyes. Sam blushes and looks away. "You'll get out there someday, I know it. And who knows what you'll find when you do?"

    Sam looks down, her face bright red. "Hopefully it'll be you again... Eyes."

    Tsu's eyes widen, and she feels her face turn red as well. Sam lets go of Tsu's hands, going over to help her mother into bed. Tsu watches as they go to their rooms, leaving her alone in the kitchen.

    "Hah... yeah. Maybe. Good night." She waits until she hears the doors shut, then grabs the rest of the bottle and tucks it into her bag, heading to her room and shutting the door behind her.
     
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  • AGE: 17 ⟡ HOME REGION: Johto
    DATE: Thursday, October 1 ⟡ TIME: Morning
    LOCATION: Route 103

    Chapter 4 #14 - Companionship

    Marie doesn't wake with the sun, because there is no sun to wake to, but her eyes blink open at the ungodly hour of seven o'clock a.m. anyway.

    Rain pitter-patters away outside the stuffy, humid tent, and Marie dreads having to pack up camp in the wet and cold. She would much rather stay here, dry and plenty warm enough with the combination of her light sleeping bag and Sunny half on top of her.

    Wait.

    No, that was right, Sunny is definitely laying on her. And definitely still asleep.

    Well.

    Should she wake her up?

    There's no real pressing need to. Marie doesn't want to get up and start dealing with all the chores that come with camping. Maybe, if she just stays here with Sunny, Edison will wake up and start doing most of the work. She and Sunny had done all that paddling, after all. He can take the lead on this one.

    She doesn't have to wait long, as she can faintly hear sounds from the other tent. It seems Edison woke up at a similar time as Marie, but without a Sunny on him had no moral dilemma about getting up.

    After a moment, Edison unzips his tent and steps out. He approaches Marie's tent, pausing outside. "...Hello?" He speaks softly, almost drowned out by the rain, so speaks up just a little. "If you're awake, good morning. If you aren't, sorry if I wake you. We should consider moving, though. Looks like this area might flood a little."

    Sunny stirs slightly as he speaks, muttering in her sleep, "No, jus' five more minutes…" She reaches for the closest soft object, this being Marie's arm.

    Edison steps away as she speaks, apparently not hearing her, but faint sounds of camp clean-up can be heard.

    Marie almost considers going back to sleep properly, but flooding sounds like a bigger problem than packing up in the rain. And while Edison can do most of the work, he can't exactly put away the girls' tent and sleeping gear while they're still in it.

    Oh well.

    She reaches up her hand that's not trapped to gently pat Sunny's cheek. "Wake up, sleepyhead."

    Sunny stirs, scrunching her eyes shut at the touch, before opening them and blinking slowly. Her eyes go wide when she sees Marie, and how close she is.

    "Good morning."

    Sunny scrambles back, awake and alert, eyes darting toward every sound. Considering the rain, she ends up looking all around, taking everything in. "Ugh… today already sucks."

    "Does it? I think it's going wonderfully. Edison's already up, by the way. Shall we join him?"

    "Yeah, I guess. You might wanna put some pants on, first."

    "Oh, I don't think Edison would mind this." Marie kicks a bare leg in the air just to see Sunny fume. "But if you insist, you'll have to get out while I change."

    "Get out? But…" Sunny looks up at the roof, or more accurately the rain hitting it, then back at Marie and her long legs. "...fine. Just make it quick, okay?" She stops by the door, taking a moment to prepare herself, then steps out into the rain with a yelp as the first drops splash on her.

    Sunny hadn't bothered to rezip the tent flap, so as Marie closes it she can see the rain is just a light drizzle right now. Sunny huddles next to Edison, who is wearing a bright yellow rain poncho as he waits outside. Shit. She doesn't have any kind of rain gear, does she? Not even an umbrella. Maybe she can wrap herself in the tent fly? No, that's ridiculous, it's way too bulky. Maybe she can string one side up on Cutie's canopy, and then… do what with the other three corners? Have each of them hold an edge?

    No. Ridiculous.

    Marie changes clothes with trepidation, then, and is so distracted by various anti-rain plans she forgets to even make Sunny wait in the drizzle. Instead, they switch places without much commentary- besides Marie's double take at the orange poncho Sunny has procured from somewhere.

    As Sunny zips up the tent and unzips her bag, Edison waves Marie over, revealing a second yellow poncho still folded and wrapped in plastic. "Good morning, Marie. Here, put this on. We don't want you to get too wet."

    "Don't we?" Marie says vaguely, under her breath and not meaning it in the least, while she unpacks and shimmies into the poncho. "Thank you. Ah! And we match, how lovely! Convenient for me that you had an extra, hm?"

    "Well, I wasn't sure if you would have one or not. Sunny didn't, and I figured…" He stops himself, shrugging it off. "I mean, yes. Rather convenient. I even made sure to get the same color to avoid confusion. Color coordinated by height, since Sunny is shorter than us."

    "Oh." He bought it specifically for her? Just in case she wasn't prepared? Without prompting or anything? "Um, thank you again. Yes. Very smart. Good planning. Ah- breakfast plans. Are there any? The stove will probably work if the rain stays light, or I have… other stuff. Trail mix, mostly."

    "Unfortunately, food was one thing I failed to properly plan for. But I'm willing to help in any way I can. We can try the stove before this rain gets heavier."

    They do manage to get the stove to work, but when Sunny eventually crawls back out of their shared tent- presumably dressed appropriately under the orange poncho- Marie insists Edison watch the food while she and Sunny make an attempt to keep water out of the tent during takedown. It… mostly goes well.

    "Rain sucks," Marie grumbles, toward the end of maneuvering large sheets of wet plastic.

    "Tell me about it." Sunny assists her, and apparently doesn't feel weird about agreeing with her. Interesting. "If I'd known it was gonna rain, I would've stayed the night in that village!"

    "We did know about it." Edison calmly reminds her, keeping an arm out to cover their food under his poncho. "You just weren't paying attention. Besides, you were the one pushing to keep walking."

    "Doesn't mean I like it…" Sunny mutters darkly, giving him a dirty look that borders on pouting. Marie turns away slightly to hide a smile, and chooses not to remind them that moving forward was technically her suggestion.

    Then again, staying in Cottage Grove would still have meant walking in this rain. And who knew when it would let up?

    Actually, maybe Edison.

    "Edison~" Marie huddles close to him, leaving Sunny to finish the rolling up and bagging of the tent. "Did you happen to see if the rain will be letting up soon?"

    "Well…" she notices him tense as she gets close, then he relaxes a little. "I only caught a bit, but I think it will get stronger until mid-day, then should clear out before sundown."

    "So it's going to be wet all day?" Sunny speaks up, kneeling on the tent as she ties it down. "That might work, actually…"

    "Work for what? Keeping us soggy and cold?" Marie complains.

    "Ha ha, joke if you must." Sunny laughs, a peculiar look in her eyes. "But I think I have a way to deal with all this pesky rain! This is the perfect chance to show off the power of my Pokémon!"

    "This has something to do with your new capture, doesn't it? It has something to do with the rain?" Edison puts his hand to his chin, lowering his head in thought. "You taught it Bullet Seed, so more than likely it's a Grass type, which in itself is odd for you… and it has a move or Ability pertaining to rain…"

    "Not the rain itself, Eddie! And… well, I can't do it just yet. But I've been reading up on it! I just need to train him a bit more and he'll learn Sunny Day! A move that can clear the skies and dry up the rain! Also my namesake technique. Pretty cool, huh?"

    Ed nods slowly, a faint tugging at one side of his mouth. "Of course. Doesn't Miss Tsu have a Ponyta with that technique? And that's not even your real-"

    "Just let me have this, Eddie!" Sunny protests loudly, cutting him off and pulling a Poké Ball from her belt.

    Sunny Dey- no, Day? It's an idea, certainly, and will definitely help her Fire team in battle, but it's surprising to hear it will be used by a Grass type. Are there any Grass and Fire types? No, no way, that wouldn't work. So- isn't that off-brand? Then again, Aron isn't a Fire-type either. So maybe she's just not actually that invested in Fire-types. "So what do you have in there?"

    "My latest capture, a Pokémon that not even Eddie knows about, and one that will help me unlock the power of the sun! Behold!" Sunny opens the ball, revealing…

    A Seedot. It looks around at the group, letting out a happy sound when it sees Sunny.

    "Well, that was unexpected." Marie leans down to inspect the little acorn. It turns to her, waddling closer to get a better look.

    Sunny struggles to maintain her smug expression, deflating slightly at the lukewarm reaction. "After I fought Merry, I realized I needed to shake things up a little. He'll be a good partner to the others, help cover their weaknesses, you know? And after that report we did on them, I already knew a lot about them, so it won't be too hard to get into training him."

    Edison crouches beside Marie to look closer at the Seedot, who seems pleased with the attention. "Fair points, I suppose. But when did you capture it? And what about your ambitions?"

    "That day when you went to the lab. I went out with Tsu, back to 102 and we looked around. It was her advice, she said it would be better to 'expand my focus' or something. I still plan on being a Fire-type trainer, even a Gym Leader one day, but who says a Fire trainer can't train Grass types, huh?"

    "The whole description of it, I think," Marie laughs. "Are you considered a type specialist if two of your four Pokémon aren't of the type?"

    "Shut up." Sunny scowls, grabbing the Seedot away from Edison and Marie.

    "Maybe you could broaden your focus. Remember that Elite 4 member from Sinnoh, the one with only two Fire types on his team of five? He caused some controversy, but he was still-"

    "I said shut up!" Sunny shoves Edison, pushing him to the ground. He doesn't seem too bothered, but Sunny turns away in a huff.

    "Wh- Edison! Are you okay?" Marie bends over to offer him a hand. Who just pushes people over? "You didn't get muddy, did you?"

    Edison accepts her hand, dusting the seat of his pants with his free hand. His poncho seems to have protected his clothes for the most part. "I'm fine, it'll wash off."

    Marie nods approvingly, then rounds on Sunny and her acorn. "You can't just knock people over! How uncivilized," she sniffs.

    Sunny looks surprised, then annoyed at Marie. "It's fine, stay out of it. We're not having that discussion anymore."

    "Because you ended it before it started, I suppose." Marie is still holding Edison's hand, she realizes. It's fully unnecessary, but she'll keep it until one of them notices. "Fine. New topic. How are you going to train your little plant to make it nice out?"

    Sunny looks at Seedot, and Seedot looks up at her. "Well… he knows how to do it, I think. He just doesn't know how he knows. I just have to… help him draw it out."

    Edison lightly pulls at Marie's hand, working his fingers free of her grip. Ah well. Sunny probably would have more of a crisis if she'd noticed. "You'll need to practice drawing on the energy. It should be similar to his Absorb technique, but instead of drawing the energy from another Pokémon, he needs to draw it from himself, focus it into sunlight."

    "Right. I knew that. I went to school too. And I was better at battling than you."

    "I think the question is if you're a good teacher, though, hm?" Marie challenges. "I happen to know firsthand that Edison is a great coach."

    "Well… I wouldn't say great, but…" Edison get a little embarrassed by the praise, but steps forward regardless. "What do you say, Sunny? How about we do some training today?"

    "Sounds good to me! My Pokémon gets stronger, and we get a break from the rain."

    Marie's vague interest in this endeavor is entirely gone as soon as her stomach growls. "All well and good, but can it wait until we have breakfast? I wouldn't want Edison's hard work to go to waste."

    At the mention of breakfast, Edison scrambles back over to the grill, tending to the food before it gets too burnt. Sunny goes back to finish rolling and tying the tent before breakfast is served. As it should be! It seems that travelling and camping with people does have some legitimate bonuses- that is, that Marie doesn't have to do all the work herself. Nor indeed, even her share of it sometimes. That alone is certainly enough incentive to put up with whatever Sunny has going on.

    What does she have going on, anyway?

    There's still tension between her and Edison, and Marie is inclined to think it's perpetuated more by the former than the latter. She knows there are some sort of feelings there- but do those kind of feelings make Sunny snap at being questioned about anything? Take it out on the object of those feelings?

    Hm.

    Whatever it is, it does make things entertaining. Marie just has to balance on that fine line of Sunny's true anger. If she snaps and runs away this time, well.

    One less person to do her work for her.

    featuring Groc as Edison Kintobor + Sunny Dey


    Spoiler: Team
    Pokémon On Hand
    Tuie ⟡ Natu ⟡ Female ⟡ Magic Bounce ⟡
    Peck // Teleport // Stored Power // Cosmic Power // Ominous Wind // Confuse Ray

    Stunnie ⟡ Stunfisk ⟡ Male ⟡ Static ⟡
    Sucker Punch // Mud Shot // Thundershock // Discharge // Water Gun // Mud Sport // Charge

    Cutie ⟡ Alolan Exeggutor ⟡ Male ⟡ Frisk ⟡
    Bullet Seed // Hypnosis // Reflect // Leech Seed // Dragon Hammer // Barrage

    Pokie ⟡ Slowpoke ⟡ Male ⟡ Own Tempo ⟡
    Disable // Confusion // Yawn // Water Pulse // Growl // Curse
    Spoiler: Inventory
    Trainers' License [Johto and Hoenn] ⟡
    $5,000 ⟡
    Knuckle Badge ⟡
    Dell Badge ⟡
    TM Magical Leaf ⟡
    Empty PokéBalls x 3 ⟡
    5x Chesto Berries ⟡

    Sunscreen ⟡
    Berry-Print Bikini ⟡
    Beach Towel ⟡
    Oversized Sunglasses ⟡
    Large But Lightweight Backpack ⟡
    Rechargeable Battery + Charging Port Housing ⟡
    Lidded Pot, Dishes, Chopsticks, Spoon ⟡
    Camp Stove ⟡
    Soap, Washcloth, Towel ⟡
    Spoiler: Contacts
    Dad ⟡
    Mom ⟡
    Brothers #1, #2, and #3 ⟡
    Brawly ⟡
    Brendan ⟡
    Edison ⟡
    Natsuko (via insta) ⟡
    Sunny (via twitter) ⟡
    Van ⟡
    Wally ⟡

     
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  • Natsuko Soyokaze
    Thursday, October 1st; morning
    Cottage Grove


    It's gray when Tsu wakes up, rain clouds blocking out the morning sun. But she's cozy and warm in her borrowed bed, so she takes her time getting up. The pamphlets she'd read at the Pokémon Center said that Route 103 would take a couple days to get through, and she isn't looking forward to camping. Especially not in the rain.

    But she needs to get up eventually, if not to leave to at least get breakfast. As she picks out what shirt to wear, she hears a soft knocking at the door, which opens immediately after as Sam steps into the room. "Good morning, Natsuko."

    "Sam!" Tsu quickly grabs her skirt, covering herself. "Hi. I'm not dressed yet, what's up?"

    Sam shrugs, that same neutral expression on her face. "You're wearing more than when you arrived yesterday. Just wanted to make sure you were up, and let you know breakfast is ready."

    "Oh. Thank you. Breakfast sounds good." She nods, awkwardly standing still as Sam holds eye contact. She gestures to her skirt, still in her hand. "Um... do you mind?"

    Sam's eyes flicker downward for a moment, then back to Tsu's face. "I don't mind. Whenever you're ready, come on out." She bows her head, but not soon enough to hide the grin on her face as she leaves.

    "...okay, that was weird." Tsu quickly finishes getting dressed, packing her bag and making sure she doesn't forget anything. She notices that the bottle she'd swiped last night is gone, but there is a red silk scarf in its place. Sam must have swapped them out while Tsu was sleeping. Okay, I can forgive the awkwardness if she isn't going to tell her mother about this.

    Indeed, breakfast is a casual affair. Sam mostly stays quiet, and Tsubaki asks a few questions about Tsu's plans, but Tsu confirms that she'll be heading out as soon as she can, which doesn't surprise Tsubaki. What does surprise her is Sam speaking up.

    "Hey, Mom? If Natsuko is leaving, she should have the proper supplies, right? Do you mind if I go with her to the shop, make sure she has everything she needs?"

    Tsubaki smiles at that. "That's very thoughtful of you, Sam. Very nice to take care of our guest like that. I wish you safe travels, Natsuko. And good luck on your journey! Oh... and if you wouldn't mind going to the Cottage Grove website and leaving us a good review, I'd certainly appreciate it. I hope your stay was five star worthy!"

    Ah. That explains so much. "Uh, sure, Miss Tsubaki! Thanks for letting me stay here. Five stars is the least I could do."

    She puts on her green windbreaker as she goes, Sam joining her in a white raincoat. Once they're out of view of the house, Sam's composure falters, and she groans in audible embarrassment. "I am so sorry about my mom. She has this rivalry with Miss Maka down the street to see who's a better host."

    "No need to worry. It's going to be better than camping, that's for sure. Oh, and... thanks for the scarf."

    Sam nods, her neutral mask sliding back into place, though she can't hide the judgement in her eyes. "I liked your story. You seem pretty cool, and I thought red would go well with your look, especially considering... you know. The Rocket thing."

    "Ha, yeah. I guess so..."

    "Still, kind of a dick move, trying to steal from us. You could have gotten me in real trouble if my mom thought I'd stolen it."

    Tsu winces, bowing her head in shame. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. It was stupid, and I deserved whatever punishment I would've gotten. I'm very glad you didn't tell on me, though. Thank you."

    Sam shrugs, but her expression softens. "Hey, no harm no foul, right? I got it back, Mom is none the wiser, and you already paid me back." She blushes slightly as she grins at Tsu, which makes Tsu flush with embarrassment.

    "Wow, okay! You have no shame, do you?"

    Sam laughs, putting her arm around Tsu's shoulders. "Aw, come on! I'm just messing with you! You're gonna leave soon and forget all about this in a week. But meeting you has been the highlight of my week. I meant what I said, I think you're cool, Eyes. And... you're pretty cute, too."

    "Oh... okay. That's kind of... a lot. Thank you? You, uh... you too?" Tsu trips over her words, taken aback. Being called Eyes still sounds weird from anyone but her old gang, and she hasn't met anyone as forward as Sam before. Maybe Marie, but...

    Sam winces at the look on Tsu's face. "Oof. Stop, please. I didn't mean to put you on the spot. I just... I'm gonna miss you. I think we could've been friends. We still can, just... you know, text me every now and then, yeah? I'll follow your Insta, see your pictures and stuff. Just don't call unless I say you can. Gotta keep up my image in front of Mom and other guests, you know? Gotta be professional."

    Tsu smiles. Sam's a nice enough girl. A little weird, but that's understandable, considering her life. And Tsu has lots of weird friends. "Yeah. I can do that. It'll be fun."

    They head into the general store to pick up some supplies for the road. Tsu's heart falls as she looks at her funds afterwards. She didn't have enough for a tent, but a sleeping bag and an orange poncho would keep her dry and off the ground, at least. She'll just need to watch her wallet until her next pay day.

    Sam is nice enough to walk her to the edge of town, and waves goodbye as Tsu heads off down Route 103.
     
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    Tuesday, September 29th @ 0800 - Winston Ranch (Route 102)


    Clint was quietly following Sergei towards the back of the property. They hadn't spoken a word since Sergei broke off their previous conversation. Clint was used to silence, and often preferred it, guess Sergei did too. Although being able to pick Sergei's brain about competing in the Pokemon League would likely prove beneficial. Clint reasoned to himself that perhaps the way to go was proving himself to Sergei, question is how was that going to happen.

    The two riders arrived at the spot where the creek Sergei mentioned crossed onto the property. It meandered through a small patch of trees at the base of a hill. Sergei motioned with his hand for Clint to stop, and Clint did so. Sergei then pointed at the ground, where there were some paw tracks in the dirt.

    "See these tracks kid, means we got Mightyena out here somewhere. I know the boss man said herd up the Tauros, but that's no use if they all get eaten," Sergei explained.

    "Whatcha thinkin' then Sergei," Clint asked.

    "Well i'm gone head up and over the hill, get a better view, you head through the trees, see if those critters are in there waiting for a chance to strike, they're nocturnal by nature but it's still early in the morning," Sergei laid out his plan.

    Clint noticed Sergei had given himself the easier part, while Clint was taking on the risk. Guess that's why Winston Ranch is losing workers. Either way, Clint was going in,

    "Let's do it then."

    Clint dismounted from his Mudsdale right in front of the tree patch, and double checked that he had his holster with him. If things got dicey in there, his Pokemon were the only way out. Clint made his way through the bushes slowly, every step he took was decisive. He kept his eyes and ears peeled open, trying to pick up on any threat before it was too late. He kept moving through the woods until he stumbled upon a small clearing.

    There were two fallen trees, with their root masses upturned, creating what looked like a couple of Pokemon dens. Clint knelt down in front of them, inspecting his finding. There were paw prints everywhere, as well as evidence of digging in the burrows themselves. No doubt some Pokemon was using this area as a den, and if Sergei's theory held up and it was Mightyena, they would be back soon to sleep all day. Clint was still observing the dens when he heard multiple very loud howls behind him. F***.

    He stood up and turned around, making no sudden movements as he did so, to see three large dog Pokemon, which he guessed were Mightyena, accompanied by four smaller ones, which had to be the Poochyena. They all had black and gray coats, except for one peculiar Poochyena who sported a yellowish brown coat. No time to ponder why that was, as the pack were circling Clint with nefarious intentions, growling at the young trainer as they orbited him, eyes locked on him and baring their sharp incisor teeth at Clint.

    Clint quickly let all three of his Pokemon out, and they stood in front of him, all of them realizing they were outmatched in this scenario. Poliwag was the first one to break rank, firing a mud shot at one of the Mightyena, doing enough damage to anger the Mightyena, but not enough to make a serious difference. A different Mightyena came leaping at Poliwag, using Crunch on Poliwag, leaving the tadpole Pokemon reeling from the effects. Poliwag was weak already. All three Mightyena closed in on Poliwag, prepared to go in for the kill. Clint had to respond, so he had Charmeleon step in front of Poliwag, and use Dragon Breath, and had Charmeleon wave the breath around, not doing much damage but putting some distance between Poliwag and the Mightyena.

    While the Mightyena were backing off, Grovyle had come flying down from a tree she had climbed, using Double Kick, managing to get two of the Mightyena with the move, which caused the third to go after her. Charmeleon and Poliwag used Ember and Water Gun respectively to shake off the Mightyena, but to no avail as Mightyena bit down onto Grovyle's leg, shaking her around violently before tossing Grovyle into the stump of a nearby tree. It wasn't looking good for Clint, as he and his team backed towards where Grovyle was laying, feeling the effect of that last attack.

    The Mightyena looked at each other, and then began howling extremely loudly. Even the Poochyena, who had been quiet in the back so far, chimed in with fainter howls of their own. This caused Charmeleon and Poliwag, who were both upright, to start running out of the woods. This left Clint and a clearly in pain Grovyle to be attacked by the pack. Clint brought Grovyle into his arms, preparing for the worst, but just as the nightmare scenarios played out in Clint's head, something happened that made Clint think Arceus was looking out for him.

    A purple blur came shooting out from behind Clint, travelling at exhilarating speed. The blur shot out a powerful blade like gust of air at one of the Mightyena, knocking it far back out of the foray. The blur stopped to hover in front of Clint, facing towards the pack.

    It was a Crobat. Clint had heard stories about guardian angels, but he never figured they would look like Crobats. Crobat released a poison that covered the top half of its wings, then went after the second Mightyena, hitting the Mightyena with a chopping motion with its poison covered wings. The second Mightyena tumbled out of the battle just as easy as the first one, which made the third Mightyena start to backpedal away from the Crobat. The Poochyena were long gone already, not even stopping to check in on their Mightyena companions. Crobat churned up another dagger like slash of air, sending it Mightyena's way, taking out another one with relative ease. Hopefully this Crobat was friendly to Clint.

    "Echo, I think we're done here, come on back now."

    With that, Echo, the Crobat was gone, back into a Pokeball. Clint, still in shock from this moment, turned around to see who's Pokeball it was. Who else could it have been, other than Sergei, who had Charmeleon and Poliwag following him as well. Guess Sergei showed he wasn't lying when he said he was a good trainer back in his day.

    "Next time you figure it out on your own kid, I won't be there to save ya," Sergei said, his calmness about the situation a stark contrast from the still breathing heavily Clint.

    "I've never seen anything like that," Clint muttered out, in a mix of still not understanding that he got out of that situation relatively unscathed, and a sense of admiration for Sergei.

    "That was nothing," Sergei quickly retorted, motioning Clint to get moving.

    Clint got up, still carrying Grovyle who was showing signs of life still, wriggling around in Clint's arms. Sergei walked up to the duo, and pulled a vial out of his satchel. He held the top of Grovyle's head as he fed her the contents of the vial, a strange looking red liquid. He patted Grovyle's head as she finished the contents, before Sergei put the empty vial back in his satchel. Clint gave Sergei a puzzled look.

    "Relax kid, its a combination of a few different berry extracts, all known for their healing properties. Formula's a trade secret, so no I ain't gone tell you," Sergei explained,

    "Now mount back up, we still got work to do."

    Clint sighed and nodded his head, work was the last thing he could think about after that last experience.

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    Avril Reese

    16 - ♀ - Laverre City

    Written with QueenNothing as Junko Enomoto

    Pokémon / Inventory:

    AVRIL'S MONEY: $44 000

    AVRIL'S TEAM:
    🌼 Poppy (Flabébé) ♀
    Flower Veil
    Synthesis, Fairy Wind, Grassy Terrain, Aromatherapy, Wish, Magical Leaf

    🌼 Hydrangea (Shellos) ♀
    Storm Drain
    Water Pulse, Mud Bomb, Recover, Rain Dance, Mud Sport, Hidden Power (?)

    🌼 Wisteria (Inkay) ♂
    Infiltrator
    Night Slash, Hypnosis, Topsy-Turvy, Pluck, Reflect, Psybeam

    🌼 Thistle (Wooloo) ♀
    Bulletproof
    Tackle, Growl, Defense Curl, Copycat, Guard Split, Double Kick

    Away:
    🌼 Venus (Mawile) ♀ - at Littleroot Research Lab

    AVRIL'S INVENTORY:
    🌼 1 Empty Pokéball
    🌼 2 Potions
    🌼 Eviolite
    🌼 Silk Scarf
    🌼 TM for Ally Switch
    🌼 5 Rare berries
    🌼 Sea Incense

    🌼 Holotch (phone version)
    🌼 Fanclub Membership card - valid until October 17th
    🌼 Various clothes and commodities
    🌼 Pink Woolen Hat

    AVRIL'S CONTACTS:
    Jordie, Shuna, Natsuko, June, Marcella, Hikaru

    AVRIL'S BADGES AND RIBBONS:
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    🌼 Character art made with [SPAN="color:rgb(40,180,40);"]https://picrew.me/image_maker/338886[/SPAN]
    No choice left
    Thursday, October 1st - morning - Route 103
    When the rain replaces the morning sun, Avril is definitely less inclined to wake up. Or rather, does so less enthusiastically. She snuggles her own sleeping bag for a while, sighing a few times as she realizes the downpour isn't getting any milder, and can't help but let out a few yawns too. Even if the previous night has been - understandably - more on the awkward side, she would rather have more time in that tent anyways… but June is set on reaching Slateport soon, and Avril is not meant to slow her down.

    "Avril?" Speaking of which, the hesitant voice that could only belong to the same girl she was just thinking about speaks up. "Um, I'd hate to disrupt you, but I think now might be a good time to prepare for the day."

    "Y-yes?" The blonde girl mutters, still sounding half asleep. After a few more incoherent sounds, she raises her head and looks towards June. "Alright, here we go… I'm just sad because of the rain…"

    "I can relate to some extent." June laments. "I was hoping to make breakfast for the two of us, but in this weather… I'm not so sure how to navigate that…" She reaches into her bag to pull out a plastic bag of a variety of different nuts, oats, seeds, and the like. "Luckily I packed trail mix for an occasion like this. It's just a shame it's not as roma- I mean presentable!- as I'd like."

    "Oh, uhm…" Avril inevitably blushes. "I'm sure it will be fine!"

    "Why thank you!" June grabs a handful of trail mix from her bag. Now that the blonde girl can see her better, she notices that she is wearing a different outfit than yesterday, even if Avril can't recall her changing into it. "I certainly hope you'll find it that way."

    That happens to be precisely the case, although Avril still isn't sure whether that's because the breakfast is actually good or because she's sharing it with June… actually nevermind, it's both.

    Eventually though, it's time to leave the tent and pack everything up… something Avril is not exactly looking forward to. Because of the rain obviously...

    She hesitantly looks outside, now that the zipper is open, unsure of how to tackle the task at hand. "Hmm… we don't have much choice, right? Should we try to wait until the rain gets less intense?" She blushes slightly.

    "Well, seeing as how I'm not actually sure when the rain will let up, I'm more inclined to trudge through it." June slides on a bright yellow raincoat. "Who knows how long we might be sitting here if we wait it out? I mean, um, if you'd rather do that of course that's fine, I- I just thought it was worth considering."

    Avril sighs. "Hmm… if you think it's going to last a while longer, then even waiting is no use, yeah…" Avril mutters, actually somewhat disappointed with that answer but not willing to let June realize that.

    She does wait a few more seconds, but in the end, she shakes her head and takes a deep breath. "Let's do this then!" She declares, before backpedaling right away. "Or rather, wait a second... I have my own raincoat here for myself but what about all the rest of our stuff? That will get soaked!" She groans.

    That is Avril's panicked mind speaking, though. Her bag is waterproof, after all! She still wears it under her poncho raincoat for added safety (and looks hideous in the process), but she can't deny that's a quite practical solution. June seems perfectly content with her own protection from the rain, but Einstein on the other hand seems bothered by it enough to the point where he prefers to stay snuggled up inside his trainer's coat. "He hasn't done this since he was a Blipbug!"

    "Aw," Avril smiles. Poppy is doing just the same, hiding in her usual spot, although she's obviously much smaller and… manageable, probably. "You two are like… so cute together, hehe…"

    June's face burns up, probably the brightest it's been in awhile. She's choked up for words, likely from how direct Avril's comment was, and takes what feels like five minutes for so much as a jittery "Thank you," to come from her lips.

    Just like this, the two girls keep walking for a while under the rain, occasionally stopping where the canopy is at its most dense for some short breaks. The weather really doesn't seem to let up, but at this point Avril has simply accepted her fate - and with that "sorted out", there's more space in her mind to fill with June thoughts. Like, for example, how optimistic she seems to be even in the face of this bad weather, and how she's able to keep her head up regardless.

    🌳🌳🌳

    Lost in thought, Avril barely notices the… creature that has decided to take a bite of her raincoat. It has to happen again before she turns around, noticing the small Pokémon that is now facing her. And really, it looks like a puppy… a grumpy, rowdy puppy. A Poochyena, definitely- Avril doesn't even need her Pokédex for that.

    She sighs in resignation: she should be used to random Pokémon getting her in trouble now, be it a trainer's Zigzagoon, a different trainer's Zigzagoon, Poppy herself… and now this. To be fair, she can't even blame any of them entirely, and even in this case, Poochyena seems to be happy with biting anything that moves, but… it's a nuisance. Absolutely.

    "Uh, June…" She gives the other girl a pat on the shoulder, hoping she'll turn around quickly.

    "Hm? What might it be- Oh..." June grimaces while cautiously eyeing the Bite Pokemon. "Poochyena, I see… Well, there's really only two options if you're suggesting we get it off our tail..."

    "And that would be…?" Avril asks, as if she really has no clue. But actually, she does have a clue- either running or fighting. Neither of the two options entice her, as it's typical of her.

    "Either we run away or we use our Pokemon to scare him off. I guess we don't necessarily need to do either of those but if it becomes too much of an obstacle what other choice is there?"

    I knew it. I knew it I knew it!

    Avril doesn't say that out loud, and simply clenches her fists instead, thinking about what could make up for a good third possibility. But when Poochyena moves from the raincoat to the girl's ankle, she has to make a move. Or rather, Poppy has to. A Fairy Wind blows the wild Pokémon away in a puff of sparkly particles, as Avril recovers from that attack. "Why, why, just… is there something in my bag that he wants?" She hastily asks June, her body shaking. June's eyes repeatedly dart left and right, signaling that she doesn't know how to answer or help with Avril's underlying problem, but still tries despite that.

    "Um, maybe that was the case, but Poochyena do enjoy chewing on anything they see. Having been around them in my family's conservatory, I've seen them get into trouble with that. But they don't do so out of malice! Think of it is teething, they are still growing-"

    "BUT HE BIT MY ANKLE!" Avril screams, without really giving June enough time to finish. She immediately lowers her head in shame after that, and quickly tries to apologize- she's all but proud of that reaction- but her worried look doesn't go away.

    "Um, um, s-sorry!! That was quite foolish of me! Do you need any medical attention?" June removes her backpack and kneels to search through it despite the mud, searching for a first aid kit.

    "Hm, I don't think this is that serious but…" Avril still speaks with urgency. "Yeah, it's better to wait a bit and let it heal…"

    She remains vague, hoping to sound more stoic in June's eyes, but there's only so much she can do against facts, and the fact is, the wound is bleeding. Even if it's not a deep bite and Poochyena was unable to let Avril escape, that still needs some cleaning. And at the very least, some bandages to finish the job.

    "There." June lets out a sigh of relief. "But I deeply apologize for not properly responding earlier, I don't have an excuse…"

    "It's fine, it's fine… actually no, I'm sorry for shouting like that…" Avril smiles nervously as she leans against a tree, in a more sheltered area. "I know you were trying to be reassuring and all…"

    Apparently every occasion is good to blush a little.

    "Well, if you're alright I suppose that's all that matters. But for now we might need to rest for a-"

    A more menacing growl is heard, coming from behind the two girls, and that's enough to make Avril tremble again. She's almost finished tying up that one layer of bandage that June gave her… but she's not done yet, and that makes it all the more annoying to see a Mightyena coming after her. Not the puppy from before, then, but his fully grown-up version, capable of way more than inflicting that one wound…

    Avril's face looks full of fear, but also resigned and defeated. Thinking about it, starting a battle is already a loss for her. But at least there's June with her, she can count on her. She calls out her name, and hopes she'll have a plan.

    "Um, right… It's just a Mightyena, and I've battled Pokemon far stronger." June takes a few deep breaths. "It shouldn't be too much of a problem… I hope." Almost as if she jinxed the two of them, movement is suddenly heard in the nearby bushes right as she's done talking, and one-by-one, more Mightyena start to spill in until a pack of five is formed. On closer examination, the Mightyena that originally confronted them is slightly bigger than the rest, but it doesn't make the others any less intimidating with their harsh barks and snarls. They then aggressively rush forward, and things start to look really bad for a moment, that their journey could end here- fortunately however, Einstein pokes his face out of June's coat at this time and projects a Reflect barrier to bounce the ferocious Pokemon back. An outline of pink aura surrounds each and every one of them as they recover from the shock, but nothing comes of it. June gasps, and even Einstein seems astounded by this! Desperate for an explanation, June reaches for her phone in a panicked frenzy.

    "Oh, that's why…" Her expression while glancing at her phone doesn't look like it can bring any good news. "Mightyena is a dark-type Pokemon, and dark-types are completely immune to psychic-type attacks…"

    The pack of Mightyena all throw themselves towards the barrier, but it seems thick enough that it can hold them at bay. It won't last forever though, as cracks can be seen forming in it. They'll need to do something, and fast!

    That's just enough time for Avril to fix up her bandage in a way that it won't come off when she takes a step, though. No longer holding onto the tree, she turns around just as the Reflect starts to crack and, in a panic, quickly runs to where June is standing. But again, once she's there, she doesn't know what else to do. What is she supposed to do anyways?

    Poppy seems to have an answer of her own, and isn't afraid to put her plans into practice. But the look on her trainer's face as she readies up a Fairy Wind is more eloquent than a thousand of her commands. "You're going to anger them even more…" Avril says, basically biting her fingernails in the process, but it seems only June is going to hear that… might as well prepare for the fight that's about to ensue.

    "I don't think we can afford to not anger them!" June replies with the utmost urgency. "Einstein, Supersonic!" The soundwaves are successful in targeting the leader, who proceeds to turn on her pack by biting the neck of the closest Mightyena while in her confused state. The rest of them all cower and whimper, not wanting to face the same fate.

    "Do you think you can run on that leg?" June faces Avril and gestures towards her ankle. "If so, now would be a good time to flee!"

    "Y-yeah, I should…!" Avril looks towards June, unsure of how far her leg (and her stamina) will actually take her. "At least we can steal some more time!"

    "Then let's make haste!" June cries, pulling Avril forward by her hand while somehow managing to be gentle with it in the process. The blonde girl doesn't resist, and instead tries her best to keep up the pace. Poppy flies after her too, the rain slowing her down as she floats in the air.

    "Hopefully that will keep them occupied for a while." June says between breaths. "If not though… we might need a backup plan…"

    Avril's mind, for once, seems cooperative. Maybe it's because danger isn't as close as before. She goes through her Pokémon in random order, first feeling sad that Venus isn't there with her, but then feeling relieved that Venus isn't there with her. She then thinks about Einstein's moves and realizes that Wisteria is not too different from him- another floating Psychic-type with some decent defensive moves like Hypnosis. But then her mind also goes to Angie, and how perfect of a choice she is for this kind of weather. Thistle would be good but she's still recovering, so maybe not.

    After all that thinking, though, the outcome is the same. "June," Avril asks once again for help, "what should be the backup plan?"

    "If they are as persistent as I fear, we might need to use force..."

    "N-no other way?"

    "I'm afraid so." June says in a deadpan tone. "It's the most reliable way to take care of them, as much as I know you don't want to..."

    That last part of the answer is making Avril feel better, too bad everything else June said isn't! But… maybe she's found the right way to sweeten the pill. If she's been relying on June this whole time, she may as well follow her plan. She's doing this for her. And so, with an overly serious expression, she nods and gets out two more of her Pokémon. Wisteria, of course, but also Angie. That turned out to be good timing, because soon enough barking and mud being stepped in is heard from a distance, only growing louder as the Mightyena start to catch up.

    "It seems I was right!" June shouts while grabbing three Pokeballs that are tossed into the air. Chip and Kit are sent out, as well as a new Pokemon, a Heracross who's eager to brawl. No doubt this is the same one from her story.

    "Ooh, nice!" Avril comments at the sight of Heracross, but other than that, remains quiet, looking around warily. She doesn't really have a plan and is once again going by what June thinks will be more effective… but at least she has some basic ideas. If she has to be more defensive, Wisteria can take the lead and use Reflect or Hypnosis. And if it comes down to attacking the Mightyena head on, well… Angie under the rain is probably just as scary as they are. Whatever happens, Avril is ready.

    "Thank you! But um, we can introduce him later!" June points to the Mightyena who are approaching dangerously close. She orders a Sand Attack from Chip while Kit creates bubbles from her antenna to ferry the "sand" particles near the faces of the Mightyena, each bubble releasing sand into their eyes and noses upon bursting. Heracross then rushes them down (with a few stumbles along the way) and deals out a flurry of arm thrusts, trying to hit each Pokemon at least once.

    "While looking at its Pokedex entry, I noticed it said one of dark-type's weaknesses is fighting, so I'm glad to have Heracross by my side." It's incredible how even when in danger, June still shares her knowledge like it's nothing.

    "That's good to have, yes…" Avril nods, before looking at her own Pokémon, who are eager to get involved. Whereas she sent them out with the purpose of being helpful to June, now that she seems to be handling everything by herself, she's considering not to battle at all. But if her Pokémon want to battle and are now ready to battle… can she really say no?

    Eventually she lets Poppy fly forward, adding all the sparkles from Fairy Wind to the already blinding mixture of particles that's being sent towards the Mightyena. Wisteria sets up a Reflect that partially strengthens Einstein's (one can never be too careful), and Angie… well she's just readying her Water Pulse. When Heracross is finished, that's definitely going to seal the deal… or so Avril is hoping.

    Upon noticing the ranged attacks however, the Mightyena decide to split their attention. Two of them turn towards June and Avril, growling to intimidate their Pokemon, while Heracross continues to wrestle the remaining three. June has Chip and Kit bombard them with Struggle Bug and Bubble Beam respectively, and it's at this moment that a familiar look of determination is present in June. Maybe it's because of the threat the dark-types pose, but she went from cautious to stoic in the drop of a hat, and is now extremely focused on taking out the Mightyena.

    Of course, with the Pokémon turning their way, even Avril's companions go on the offensive… sort of. Wisteria, now that Reflect is up, tries to dive in for a few Plucks, while Angie fires off Water Pulse and Mud Bomb towards the Mightyena. While on mud, she can easily slide around the place, and that keeps the Dark-types busy as their health is whittled down by the various attacks.

    On Avril's request, Poppy sets up a Wish too. Now that she's far into the battle, all she wants is to secure the victory… and leave no weaknesses unchecked. Regardless though, they're definitely in-control of the situation, with the two Mightyena being hit from so many angles making it impossible for them to use their melee attacks. While that sails smoothly though, a pained cry is heard from Heracross, drawing attention to the fact that both of his arms are being chomped by Mightyena fangs while the pack leader continuously rams her large body into his chest. Seeing this, June sprints over to the scuffle without saying a word, kicking up splashes of mud with each step, and orders Chip and Kit to follow. Chip Aqua Jets after while Kit skates across the various puddles, gracefully jumping between them all while changing her bubble trajectory. It's solely up to Avril now to take care of the Mightyena pair.

    In-between the barrage of attacks they receive, the Mightyena duo both manage to let out a nasty snarl. Not just any snarl though, but a particular type loud enough to create visible sound waves that are covered in a black energy. The attack spreads outward, hitting all nearby Pokemon and even causing them to shiver. Turns out that move is making Angie and Poppy's attacks less powerful, definitely not a good thing given the situation.

    Avril panics as another Snarl is sent her way- the Mightyena must have realized that's working quite well. Luckily, Angie is still dodging hits fairly well, and the Mud Bomb attacks she's using are hindering their view. The problem here is… how is she going to beat those two wild Pokémon now? Does she have to wait until June is no longer busy with the other three?

    Her Pokémon, left without any commands, do what they've already been doing for some more time, dodging hits and supporting each other with Reflect or Wish, until something strange happens. As Angie is charging up another attack, Wisteria gets right in front of her and… does some strange movements in the air, turning upside down a couple times. Shellos seems frustrated by this, as her teammate is seemingly toying with her and stealing her time, but…

    the Water Pulse she fires off after that knocks one of the Mightyena straight out. Much to Avril's shock, actually.

    Still unsure of what to do, the blonde girl watches as her Water-type forces the other Mightyena that was attacking her to run away, and go back into the deepest parts of the forest, in order to avoid the same fate as its companion. That was the outcome she was looking to achieve for not just one of the Mightyena, but all of them… but maybe they needed a better warning or something. In any case, now she and her Pokémon could go and help out June, and if there was anything she could do for her, she would.

    "Everything good over here? The other two Mightyena, well… did you see that, by any chance?" Avril runs over, with her two floating Pokémon following suit and Angie preceding her, sliding on the mud with a proud look in her eyes. June looks a little busy though, ordering Chip and Kit to circle the Mightyena and attack from afar while Heracross stands in the middle of it all, thrusting his palm forward when any of the dark-types moves slightly forward. It's clearly not a flawless strategy though as the wild Pokemon have adapted and get better at dodging with each move thrown out.

    The pack leader uses Snarl to weaken the attacks of the two water-types, which becomes especially dangerous when the fangs of the other two Mightyena start to crackle with electricity as they pounce towards Chip and Kit respectively. They both end up being trapped in the jaws of the Bite Pokemon and their small bodies are pumped with electricity, effectively taking them out of the fight. With the projectile attacks no longer being an issue for the Mightyena, the pack leader gives the now worn-down Heracross a menacing glare, her fangs lighting ablaze with flames. Knowing how bug-types have a near crippling weakness to fire-type moves, the outcome seems obvious especially as the large Mightyena mimics her cohorts and pounces forward with her jaw wide open…

    which is why she's surprised to see her movement is completely halted by Heracross' arm that he holds up in the air. The Mightyena's teeth do in-fact sink into Heracross' exoskeleton, and some tiny embers are seen, but other than that, Fire Fang doesn't leave a mark. It should make sense, thanks to the pouring rain...

    Heracross swings his arm forward, hurling the Mightyena with all his might into the two remaining pack members, knocking them into a nearby tree like bowling pins as multiple pained yelps are heard. That move clearly did massive amounts of damage, and after the brunt of it is felt, the pack leader is just barely able to stand, but instead of attacking she barks at the other Mightyena, signaling all of them to flee. They all try to do their best, but it's not easy for most of them as they've been afflicted with a limping ankle- something Heracross takes as a sign of victory as he flexes with pride. June however just sighs, seemingly snapping out of whatever came over her in battle as if nothing happened.

    "Thank goodness it's over… Oh, there you are Avril! Are you alright?"

    "J-June… yes, I'm alright, like... physically." She replies. "But what about all the Pokémon, are they ok?"

    "Um… Oh no!!!" June somehow seems shocked to see Chip and Kit half buried in the mud, despite her previous order leading directly to that outcome. "Chip! Kit! Oh, how terrible… return, both of you! You'll need a nice long rest after this encounter…"

    Whereas Avril was concerned about the Mightyena that Angie knocked out, at least at first, now she was only caring about June's teammates. "Will they be ok? Are they hurt badly? Do you need some healing moves?" She asks.

    "Hm, I think they just need to rest for now. Heracross though, he could benefit from that probably."

    Poppy casts a falling star with Wish as she hears that, before perching herself right on top of Heracross' head. She still hasn't lost her pep, or rather, she already knows that's what Avril needs in these situations. Her trainer is, in fact, still barely keeping her heart inside her chest. "Could we just… leave before that one recovers?" She asks, pointing at the one Mightyena who has been knocked out by Angie, and hasn't had a chance to flee.

    "That seems like a good idea, yes."

    In the meantime, the comet falls at an angle, clearly following Poppy wherever Heracross takes her. She just springs up at the last second, though, and the Wish collides with the Bug type's horn instead, healing him slightly.

    For the next few minutes, Avril remains quiet. She smiles at the sight of Heracross being healed by Poppy, sure, but other than that, she's still rather serious. She's thinking about how she could possibly voice her feelings, but is choosing not to because she's afraid she may end up doing it wrong. In fact, maybe it would be better if she could direct her mind onto less complicated matters.

    "So, June, uhm… how should we deal with lunch? Once we get far enough, we might want to think about that…" She says, as she calls back all of her Pokémon but Poppy.

    "I haven't given it much thought until now, but I suppose if the rain clears up by then I could grill something. If worse comes to worst, I always have trail mix and other non-perishable snacks for these occasions."

    "That's good to know!" Avril nods. "You're always ready for anything, uh?"

    "I always try to be, although I think that's being generous." June scratches the back of her head. "But still, thank you!"

    "Oh, you're welcome! Even with all that happened, I'm glad I could help. At least a bit."

    After that, Avril doesn't speak much. She rather focuses on the report she's left half-finished, working on it when the two girls stop for a pause, and eventually, it's ready to be sent over to Brendan.

    I was given the chance to fish near Cottage Grove yesterday (Wednesday 30) at about lunch time, and I reeled in a Wishiwashi! But that encounter left me with more questions than answers, and I had some trouble finding those Pokémon again.

    The most important ability that this Pokémon has is to gather a large number of its brethren to create a much stronger version of itself, the Schooling ability. I never saw that in action however. And even if it's said that Wishiwashi can activate that ability when endangered, the one I got on the hook today didn't even bother. What the Pokédex already says points at Wishiwashi's tears as the best way it has to get a School going, and I'm sure I saw them sparkle as I or other fishermen reeled those Pokémon in. They can get pretty bright underwater, almost as much as a Staryu core. And so, that's a check on the list of things Wishiwashi needs.

    I suppose that what is missing now is other Wishiwashi. Maybe there's not enough in the water near Cottage Grove, or maybe they're too far from the coast. Or, something that feels a bit more likely is the case here, it takes some time for the School to really form. The fisherman I met has definitely hinted at the fact that even in the School form, Wishiwashi seem to think with one single brain, either a shared one or the one of the Wishiwashi who first called for help. And well, even their body seems to change slightly when they become a part of the School.

    Thinking about it, I've seen some fishermen with some Electric types by their side. One had a Chinchou for example, and she'd use it to lure in Pokémon or just stun them once they were hooked in. She never mentioned Wishiwashi when I asked her for more information, but I believe Chinchou could also be used to prevent that Pokémon from calling a whole School - for example, by paralyzing it or stunning it in time. Maybe out there, some could find a Wishiwashi who's strong and experienced enough to call a huge School in the blink of an eye but… until that day comes, this will be more than enough… hehehe...
     

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    Jordie "Jo" Hughes
    Wednesday, September 23rd
    Chapter 3: Part 6 - Fishing Trip Part 3
    11:05 - 11:10 Lake Petalburg
    The Dewpider is fine, if anything, she was shocked more than she was hurt. Seems like Boo didn't have much of a chance battling against her while he was underwater, which I already figured out when I took him out and saw him all beaten up. When I took her to the Pokémon Center, she was still pretty upset and scared, but she's in all her right to be, baby Boo really did mess up earlier! She's shy, and it seems like it'll take her some time to get used to me and the rest of her teammates, but it happens with most pokémon; I know Gabby took a lot of time to warm up to me when I first caught her and well… you have Boo that moves too much and needs a lot of more discipline. Her name is Dewey, in case you were wondering; it's a cute name, which also works as a diminutive for her species' name.

    I stayed in the Pokémon Center using the rest of my free time to gather information about Dewpider so I could have an idea of its moves, abilities, some biology facts to keep in mind like the water bubble, and of course, its evolution, Araquanid, a huge spider Behemoth that traps its prey inside its water bubble to drown it before eating it! Beautiful!

    Dewey has the ability Water Bubble, which allows her to resist fire type attacks, and also powers up water type moves; which means she could be pretty good for offense and pretty decent for defense as well despite being, well, a bug. With moves like Aqua Ring, Leech Life and Liquidation being part of her natural movepool, it's exciting just to think about all the stuff she might be able to do in the battlefield!

    Yes, I'm keeping this one, if you couldn't already tell.

    I'm really excited to train Dewey, but it's already late, which means I have a more important thing to do now, y'see?

    This time I have Neon outside his Dusk Ball, I figured he would like being here while I fish for the Slowpoke.

    The whole thing doesn't go too differently compared to earlier, y'see? It's still boring as hell. However, there's something about fishing at the sea at night that makes it more soothing than fishing at a lake in the morning. I still can't see myself doing this more often, though.

    To my surprise, the bait comes up a lot faster this time. I start reeling in and pulling the rod with all my strength. Whatever I caught this time isn't fighting back, but it sure is heavy.

    'This must be it! There's no way this isn't a Slowpoke!,' I think while I focus on staying on my feet and not being dragged away.

    My excitement grows even more as the string, while it's pulled out of the water, starts dragging the pokémon I fished, showing its pale snout.

    "Yes!," I shout once I see that the pokémon in question is, in fact, a Slowpoke with its face looking as clueless as I expected it to look.

    The pokémon starts fighting back all of a sudden, though, as if it had just reacted to the fact it's being fished up, so I was able to take a look at its face for just a brief moment.

    I start being the one who's being pulled instead, while I use all of my strength to reel in and pull the fishing rod away from the water, but it's hard to do it when I can't even get up.

    All of a sudden I hear a splash. I take a quick look to my right and see that it was Neon who had jumped to the water.

    "Oh come on, not again! Not now!," I complain, still holding onto the fishing rod fighting the Slowpoke that hasn't given up yet. "I should've brought Maroon instead." However, immediately after he jumps, a thunderbolt lights up the fishing spot, landing a direct hit at the Slowpoke and shooting it out of the water.

    I fall backwards because of the shock and drop the fishing rod as well. At first, I panic because of that, but I sigh in relief once I see half of the Slowpoke's body was on the wooden dock, with the rest slowly making it slide back to the water.

    "Oh no, no, no, you're not going anywhere!" I grab the Slowpoke and put it on my legs, where it stops moving and limits itself to look at me, as if it had forgotten all of a sudden it was fighting to not get out of the water.

    Before catching it I pick up the fishing rod and start fishing for Neon, but he beats me to it, jumping to the opposite end of the dock and flopping back to where I am.

    "That was amazing. Risky, but amazing. Thank you!"
    "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit."

    I don't know how long I've been at this table in the Pokémon Center looking at these two dusk balls. I didn't think about it earlier, but I have seven pokémon now, so I have to transfer one of those and go back to the legal amount of six. Dewey or Boo. Making the choice wouldn't be so difficult if I were not distracted knowing where I would have to transfer them.

    So much effort ignoring them and I'm back to them like that all of a sudden. I should've been more careful.

    "Good morn- evening, sorry!" The receptionist smiles at me, or more like, at my mistake, but it's not like I can even look at them directly to give it that much importance. "I'd like to transfer a pokémon to a care facility."

    "Sure. I'll need your License data (name and ID) and the facility's name and location."

    "Sure, it's Jordie Hughes, and the ID… here."

    I hand over the license to them, and they start typing it down.

    "Jordie Hughes… you have your name linked to a facility already. Nimbasa City's Battle Subway, correct?"

    "... Right. I'd like to transfer one pokémon there."

    In the end, I decided to transfer Boo. I know he will be handled with care in the Battle Subway, maybe learn a thing or two, and if I keep traveling with him the way he is now he will just slow me down. Dewey seems to be easier to deal with in that aspect. To be honest, I'm more worried about what will happen tomorrow than what will happen to him there.
    Jordie caught a Slowpoke!

    Female - Oblivious
    Curse / Yawn / Disable / Water Gun / Confusion / Growl​

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