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Flynn C. A. Sting
May 25th, Saturday, Afternoon
May 25th, Saturday, Afternoon
"Man, today really sucks."
Flynn sighs as he fishes in the ocean, standing along the rocky shore, his Poliwag and Pokey standing by his side. He's humiliated himself in-front of both Gwen AND his family twice in one day. It really didn't seem things could get any worse. To counteract these negative feelings, he resorts to a favorite pastime of his- Fishing. It always puts his mind at ease, and since he was by a large body of water for the first time in about a week, he might as well take advantage of it as much as possible.
He patiently waits for something to bite, and is rewarded when he sees the bobber attached to his rod move up and down. With all his might, he reels in his catch, pulling a Horsea out of water. Flynn smiles at the struggling Pokemon that he's fished up. Quickly he commands Pokey to Yawn, and the Horsea's movements slow down the drowsier it becomes- Perfect time for him to toss a Lure Ball at it. The ball lands on the ground, shaking three times before clicking, cheering him up, even if just a little.
Even if life could be rough, fishing was always something he could fall back to.
Poliwag walks up to the Lure Ball with his mouth and wobbles back to his trainer to hand it to him. While Flynn feels the weight of the freshly occupied Lure Ball, his spirits are raised. Time to go for round two.
The fisher boy tightly grasps the rod and flings the hook into the sea. Once again, he patiently waits for a bite, feeling optimistic about what he might see next.
Even if it takes about twenty minutes, it feels like in no time at all something tugs on the bait. But unlike his newly acquired Horsea, whatever this is feels much heavier than just an average water Pokémon, and while not nearly as heavy as the large Magikarp, it's certainly enough to nearly pull him into the water.
"Woah! It's huge!" Flynn excitedly shouts, catching the attention of his older sister, who sighs "Not again," and runs over to help Flynn stand his ground. As he continues to reel in his catch, both siblings firmly plant their feet into the ground, and successfully pull it out from the surface of the ocean- Although it isn't something either of them were expecting to see.
It is a Pokémon alright, a Feebas to be exact, but something- No, someone has their arms tightly wrapped around the fish Pokémon. Anything about their identity was unknown to both Flynn and Fay, and the most their was to go off of was a soaked white gown and blonde hair that was darkened from being sopping wet.
"Oh no!" Flynn runs up to the unidentified person, getting on his knees, and tries to push away the Feebas- It puts up a fight by flopping super aggressively, but his human strength was enough to overpower it. Flynn then tilts her head back and opens her mouth to open an airway.
"Sis, call for help!" He shouts. "Now I just need to-"
Flynn suddenly stops when continuing to focus on the girl in-front of him, the more he looks at her the more he realizes that this is actually somebody he's familiar with- Not exactly someone he's fond of though.
"Flynn! What's stopping ya!?" Fay yells behind him, dialing a number on her phone. "Don't just let her die!"
She's right. Even if Flynn doesn't like her very much, not doing anything would be incredibly cruel. He gets ready to place his hands on the middle of her chest, but feels himself blush when he realizes what he's doing. "S-S-Sis, a-a-a-am I allowed t-t-t… Y'know?"
Fay rolls her eyes. "Oh my fucking- YOU'RE SAVIN' HER LIFE, FLYNN!"
"Well alright… Here goes nothing." Flynn gulps nervously before quickly pressing his hands against the middle of the girl's chest, counting with every press. It is an awkward feeling, but better than letting her die at least. She's hacking up water, so he knows he's doing something right.
After thirty pumps, this leaves the next step- Two rescue breaths. Flynn takes a deep breath and says "If only you were Gwen," before nervously leaning in with his mouth open. He mentally prepares himself to make contact with his mouth, but is interrupted with a sudden "WHIT TH'-!" and is thrown off when the girl suddenly leans forward, bumping her head into Flynn's.
Flynn recoils, holding his head in pain. Based on the girl's sudden reaction, his method worked at least.
"Fisher loon!? Whit waur ye daien, sneakin' up on a vulnerable bonnie loch 'at!"
There is the Bethany he's ever so familiar with. "I just saved your life, y'know…"
"Why'd th' hackit fisher loon hae tae sae mah life? Ah'd raither drown."
Flynn groans to himself and dreads every word that leaves the girl's mouth. Of course, when it seemed like things couldn't get any worse, he accidentally got involved with...
Bethany sits under a tarp set-up by Flynn's family, endlessly engorging through the meals offered to her. Krabby, Corphish, Seaking, and a favorite of hers- Kantonian Slowpoke tail, flattened to cook thoroughly without charring the outside.
She was obviously being hyperbolic when she said she'd rather drown than be saved by Flynn, but it did suck when compared to her fantasy that an attractive prince or princess could swoop in to save her- But being alive is nice with the wide variety of seafood she in-front of her. If only Flynn could stop giving her a weird look.
"Oi, fisher loon, whit are ye lookin' at?"
"N-nothing!" Flynn flinches. "It's just that… Y'know that's real Pokémon meat, right?"
Bethany raises an eyebrow. "Whit abit it?"
"Do you not care where that came from?"
"Ah ken where's it frae. Ah dornt min', it's delicious." Bethany focuses on the Slowpoke tail on her plate and starts cutting it up with a plastic fork and knife. "Ye ken how rare Kantonian Slowpoke tail is Galar?"
"Ohh, that's where you're from!" An old man wearing fishing gear walks up to Bethany, drawing her ire. "Thought you talked funny! What's Galarian Slowpoke tail like!"
"It's jist spicier. Nae as good, honestly."
"I've heard lots of good stuff 'bout them, but if that's the case, glad I don't have to break the bank to get some spicy Slowpoke tail!" The old man guffaws. "Now then girlie, what's your name? You a trainer?"
"Aye." Bethany winces. "Ahm Bethany Miller, frae th' Miller family. Ah'd loch it if ye treated me as sic'."
"Why shucks, I don't know anything about what you're saying but it sounds fancy." He chuckles again. "Can't say the same about my grandnephew, Flynn. HAH!" The old man slaps his knee to finish off his sentence.
Bethany remains unamused by the antics of these people. "Ahm leavin'. Cannae stain bein' around chavs." She stands up and carelessly tosses her empty paper plate to the ground. Seemingly unconcerned with the pouring weather, she walks out from under the tarp, letting the rain further soak her already drenched clothes. Better than being around these hicks, although she doesn't make it too far away from the tarp before hearing someone approaching her.
"Wait!" Bethany turns around to see Fay running towards her. "You said you're from the Miller family. That means you're good at battling, right?"
The Galarian girl gawks in disgust. "Ay coorse, ye bampot!"
The older woman wipes her forehead in relief. "Oh, good. I'm Fay, Flynn's big sister. I noticed my little brother has been down from his losses lately, and I wanted to ask if you could please help him out? And if you do, please make sure you do it in the sea! He only has water-type Pokémon right now."
"Pah!" Bethany scoffs. "Ahm nae primary skale teacher!"
"I worried you'd say that." Fay sighs. "Look, it's not much, but I'll give you some raw Slowpoke tail if you do."
"Oi! Fisher loon!"
Sulking among a crowd of people dressed similarly all sitting around wooden tables under a large tarp, Flynn slowly stands up to begrudgingly look back to Bethany. "What do you want?"
"Ahm gonna make ye th' strongest trainer!"
"...What?"
"Ah said whit ah said! Come here!" She aggressively beckons Flynn forward, who complies mainly out of fear. He's led back to the rocky shore the two reunited at. "Now, release her Pokémon intae th' brine!"
"Wait, do you want me to set them free!? How could you!? My Pokémon are my friends! They-"
"That's nae whit ah meant, ye bludy dobber!" She barks. Send them out!"
"Oh, right. Of course."
One by one, Flynn's Pokémon are sent out into the water. Pokey, Poliwag, Horsea, and especially shocking to Bethany, his massive Gyrados that unleashes a shattering roar. "Bloody hell!!!" Her eyes nearly pop out of her head. "That's a big fockin' beast!!"
"Uh, yeah, I guess so… Although uh, he ain't very strong."
"Ay course. Fisher loon needs practice." Bethany takes a deep sigh before she studies the oversized Gyrados. After a thorough examination, she grabs an Ultra Ball to send Feebas out to accompany the water-types. "Yer Gyrados knows Whirlpool, right?"
Flynn anxiously nods. "Perfect! Hae him use Whirlpool!"
"But-"
"AH SAID, HAE HIM USE BLUDY WHIRLPOOL!!!
Flynn yelps and reluctantly looks up to the Atrocious Pokémon. "W-well, Gyrados, use Wh-Whirpool please!"
At his trainer's request, the serpentine Pokémon swims around in a wide circle that encompasses the rest of Flynn's Pokémon and Feebas. The fisher boy is visibly concerned when seeing his water-types being swept up to the center of the mighty whirlpool, but when shifting his glance over to Feebas, gives a puzzled expression to see such a notoriously weak Pokémon going against the coarse current with relative ease.
"Tell them tae gang faster!" Ahh, so that's what she's trying to do. Having them adapt to such strong currents probably does make them stronger, but he's unsure if his Pokémon can even do that. But with Bethany continuously scolding him, he doesn't have much of a choice. "Okay you guys, uhh, swim against the whirlpool!"
There's some hesitance in their faces when Flynn calls that out, but they all obey, kicking their swimming speed up as fast as they all can. Horsea and Poliwag, while not nearly as successful as Feebas, are able to go against the current with their Swift Swim ability, pushing themselves to their absolute limit. Pokey however, strays far behind, dangling right in-front of the center of the Whirlpool.
"Uhm, Bethany?" Flynn preemptively winces to prepare himself for her shouting. "Are you sure Pokey should be out here? I mean, the species is literally called Slowpoke, and I figured maybe we could practice with him on land…?"
The Galarian girl thinks to herself before sternly looking to Flynn. "Good idea, fisher loon." She grabs a Pokeball from her drenched purse, and tosses this one onto the rocky shore, sending out Honedge. Flynn recalls Pokey from the sea and sends him back out close enough to the steel-type Pokémon. The two Pokémon stare intently into each other's eyes, doing nothing but blinking at the other.
"Hae yer Slowpoke use Disable!" She calls out before ordering Honedge to attack. He suddenly sinks into the ground, causing Flynn to gasp.
"Where'd he go!?" He frantically looks around, but stops when seeing Honedge rise from Pokey's shadow behind him. Flynn squeals as the sword Pokémon slashes his blade across Pokey, dealing super effective damage to him.
"Be alert, fisher loon!" Bethany barks, commanding Honedge to slash with a Furry Cutter.
"Ah!! Pokey, Disable!" The Slowpoke eye's flash pink, and Honedge is stopped in his place. The green energy surrounding his blade disappears, and he lets out an exhausted sigh.
"That's how ye dae it!" For the first time ever, Bethany encourages someone she's battling. Before Flynn can get comfortable, Honedge plants his arm into the rocky surface and swings his body in the air before letting go and flinging himself forward, blade aimed straight toward Pokey's face. The brown haired boy calls out for a Disable, which again freezes the steel-type in place. Flynn is about to exhale his relief, but Honedge sinks into the ground again. Seeing this play out before, he shouts at Pokey to use Disable once more, but the psychic-type Pokémon's head turns around too slowly to activate it and is hit with a ghost energy powered slash.
"Ye hae a lot of work tae dae, but we're gettin' somewhere!" Flynn is jarred by how out-of-character the Galarian girl is. She's usually never this forgiving, and she won't even bother to battle people on his level- What happened? Maybe the week of their graduation journey has changed her and made her more compassionate. Many trainers who appeared at Cape to give encouraging speakers always told tales of how their graduation journey helped them grow not just as a trainer, but as a person as well. It's possible that Bethany's journey changed her for the better, giving Flynn hope that he'd be able to pull himself out of his current rut.
"Yer sister is givin' meh juicy Slowpoke tail for this, so Ah'm drillin' this intae ye loch an Excadrill!" Oh. That makes a lot more sense, but it's kind of crushing to hear. But regardless, at least he's getting training, even if her motivation is meat as opposed to her own goodwill.
Flynn sighs as he fishes in the ocean, standing along the rocky shore, his Poliwag and Pokey standing by his side. He's humiliated himself in-front of both Gwen AND his family twice in one day. It really didn't seem things could get any worse. To counteract these negative feelings, he resorts to a favorite pastime of his- Fishing. It always puts his mind at ease, and since he was by a large body of water for the first time in about a week, he might as well take advantage of it as much as possible.
He patiently waits for something to bite, and is rewarded when he sees the bobber attached to his rod move up and down. With all his might, he reels in his catch, pulling a Horsea out of water. Flynn smiles at the struggling Pokemon that he's fished up. Quickly he commands Pokey to Yawn, and the Horsea's movements slow down the drowsier it becomes- Perfect time for him to toss a Lure Ball at it. The ball lands on the ground, shaking three times before clicking, cheering him up, even if just a little.
Even if life could be rough, fishing was always something he could fall back to.
Poliwag walks up to the Lure Ball with his mouth and wobbles back to his trainer to hand it to him. While Flynn feels the weight of the freshly occupied Lure Ball, his spirits are raised. Time to go for round two.
The fisher boy tightly grasps the rod and flings the hook into the sea. Once again, he patiently waits for a bite, feeling optimistic about what he might see next.
Even if it takes about twenty minutes, it feels like in no time at all something tugs on the bait. But unlike his newly acquired Horsea, whatever this is feels much heavier than just an average water Pokémon, and while not nearly as heavy as the large Magikarp, it's certainly enough to nearly pull him into the water.
"Woah! It's huge!" Flynn excitedly shouts, catching the attention of his older sister, who sighs "Not again," and runs over to help Flynn stand his ground. As he continues to reel in his catch, both siblings firmly plant their feet into the ground, and successfully pull it out from the surface of the ocean- Although it isn't something either of them were expecting to see.
It is a Pokémon alright, a Feebas to be exact, but something- No, someone has their arms tightly wrapped around the fish Pokémon. Anything about their identity was unknown to both Flynn and Fay, and the most their was to go off of was a soaked white gown and blonde hair that was darkened from being sopping wet.
"Oh no!" Flynn runs up to the unidentified person, getting on his knees, and tries to push away the Feebas- It puts up a fight by flopping super aggressively, but his human strength was enough to overpower it. Flynn then tilts her head back and opens her mouth to open an airway.
"Sis, call for help!" He shouts. "Now I just need to-"
Flynn suddenly stops when continuing to focus on the girl in-front of him, the more he looks at her the more he realizes that this is actually somebody he's familiar with- Not exactly someone he's fond of though.
"Flynn! What's stopping ya!?" Fay yells behind him, dialing a number on her phone. "Don't just let her die!"
She's right. Even if Flynn doesn't like her very much, not doing anything would be incredibly cruel. He gets ready to place his hands on the middle of her chest, but feels himself blush when he realizes what he's doing. "S-S-Sis, a-a-a-am I allowed t-t-t… Y'know?"
Fay rolls her eyes. "Oh my fucking- YOU'RE SAVIN' HER LIFE, FLYNN!"
"Well alright… Here goes nothing." Flynn gulps nervously before quickly pressing his hands against the middle of the girl's chest, counting with every press. It is an awkward feeling, but better than letting her die at least. She's hacking up water, so he knows he's doing something right.
After thirty pumps, this leaves the next step- Two rescue breaths. Flynn takes a deep breath and says "If only you were Gwen," before nervously leaning in with his mouth open. He mentally prepares himself to make contact with his mouth, but is interrupted with a sudden "WHIT TH'-!" and is thrown off when the girl suddenly leans forward, bumping her head into Flynn's.
Flynn recoils, holding his head in pain. Based on the girl's sudden reaction, his method worked at least.
"Fisher loon!? Whit waur ye daien, sneakin' up on a vulnerable bonnie loch 'at!"
There is the Bethany he's ever so familiar with. "I just saved your life, y'know…"
"Why'd th' hackit fisher loon hae tae sae mah life? Ah'd raither drown."
Flynn groans to himself and dreads every word that leaves the girl's mouth. Of course, when it seemed like things couldn't get any worse, he accidentally got involved with...
Bethany Miller's Solo Adventures
Adventure No. 4
Adventure No. 4
Bethany sits under a tarp set-up by Flynn's family, endlessly engorging through the meals offered to her. Krabby, Corphish, Seaking, and a favorite of hers- Kantonian Slowpoke tail, flattened to cook thoroughly without charring the outside.
She was obviously being hyperbolic when she said she'd rather drown than be saved by Flynn, but it did suck when compared to her fantasy that an attractive prince or princess could swoop in to save her- But being alive is nice with the wide variety of seafood she in-front of her. If only Flynn could stop giving her a weird look.
"Oi, fisher loon, whit are ye lookin' at?"
"N-nothing!" Flynn flinches. "It's just that… Y'know that's real Pokémon meat, right?"
Bethany raises an eyebrow. "Whit abit it?"
"Do you not care where that came from?"
"Ah ken where's it frae. Ah dornt min', it's delicious." Bethany focuses on the Slowpoke tail on her plate and starts cutting it up with a plastic fork and knife. "Ye ken how rare Kantonian Slowpoke tail is Galar?"
"Ohh, that's where you're from!" An old man wearing fishing gear walks up to Bethany, drawing her ire. "Thought you talked funny! What's Galarian Slowpoke tail like!"
"It's jist spicier. Nae as good, honestly."
"I've heard lots of good stuff 'bout them, but if that's the case, glad I don't have to break the bank to get some spicy Slowpoke tail!" The old man guffaws. "Now then girlie, what's your name? You a trainer?"
"Aye." Bethany winces. "Ahm Bethany Miller, frae th' Miller family. Ah'd loch it if ye treated me as sic'."
"Why shucks, I don't know anything about what you're saying but it sounds fancy." He chuckles again. "Can't say the same about my grandnephew, Flynn. HAH!" The old man slaps his knee to finish off his sentence.
Bethany remains unamused by the antics of these people. "Ahm leavin'. Cannae stain bein' around chavs." She stands up and carelessly tosses her empty paper plate to the ground. Seemingly unconcerned with the pouring weather, she walks out from under the tarp, letting the rain further soak her already drenched clothes. Better than being around these hicks, although she doesn't make it too far away from the tarp before hearing someone approaching her.
"Wait!" Bethany turns around to see Fay running towards her. "You said you're from the Miller family. That means you're good at battling, right?"
The Galarian girl gawks in disgust. "Ay coorse, ye bampot!"
The older woman wipes her forehead in relief. "Oh, good. I'm Fay, Flynn's big sister. I noticed my little brother has been down from his losses lately, and I wanted to ask if you could please help him out? And if you do, please make sure you do it in the sea! He only has water-type Pokémon right now."
"Pah!" Bethany scoffs. "Ahm nae primary skale teacher!"
"I worried you'd say that." Fay sighs. "Look, it's not much, but I'll give you some raw Slowpoke tail if you do."
"Oi! Fisher loon!"
Sulking among a crowd of people dressed similarly all sitting around wooden tables under a large tarp, Flynn slowly stands up to begrudgingly look back to Bethany. "What do you want?"
"Ahm gonna make ye th' strongest trainer!"
"...What?"
"Ah said whit ah said! Come here!" She aggressively beckons Flynn forward, who complies mainly out of fear. He's led back to the rocky shore the two reunited at. "Now, release her Pokémon intae th' brine!"
"Wait, do you want me to set them free!? How could you!? My Pokémon are my friends! They-"
"That's nae whit ah meant, ye bludy dobber!" She barks. Send them out!"
"Oh, right. Of course."
One by one, Flynn's Pokémon are sent out into the water. Pokey, Poliwag, Horsea, and especially shocking to Bethany, his massive Gyrados that unleashes a shattering roar. "Bloody hell!!!" Her eyes nearly pop out of her head. "That's a big fockin' beast!!"
"Uh, yeah, I guess so… Although uh, he ain't very strong."
"Ay course. Fisher loon needs practice." Bethany takes a deep sigh before she studies the oversized Gyrados. After a thorough examination, she grabs an Ultra Ball to send Feebas out to accompany the water-types. "Yer Gyrados knows Whirlpool, right?"
Flynn anxiously nods. "Perfect! Hae him use Whirlpool!"
"But-"
"AH SAID, HAE HIM USE BLUDY WHIRLPOOL!!!
Flynn yelps and reluctantly looks up to the Atrocious Pokémon. "W-well, Gyrados, use Wh-Whirpool please!"
At his trainer's request, the serpentine Pokémon swims around in a wide circle that encompasses the rest of Flynn's Pokémon and Feebas. The fisher boy is visibly concerned when seeing his water-types being swept up to the center of the mighty whirlpool, but when shifting his glance over to Feebas, gives a puzzled expression to see such a notoriously weak Pokémon going against the coarse current with relative ease.
"Tell them tae gang faster!" Ahh, so that's what she's trying to do. Having them adapt to such strong currents probably does make them stronger, but he's unsure if his Pokémon can even do that. But with Bethany continuously scolding him, he doesn't have much of a choice. "Okay you guys, uhh, swim against the whirlpool!"
There's some hesitance in their faces when Flynn calls that out, but they all obey, kicking their swimming speed up as fast as they all can. Horsea and Poliwag, while not nearly as successful as Feebas, are able to go against the current with their Swift Swim ability, pushing themselves to their absolute limit. Pokey however, strays far behind, dangling right in-front of the center of the Whirlpool.
"Uhm, Bethany?" Flynn preemptively winces to prepare himself for her shouting. "Are you sure Pokey should be out here? I mean, the species is literally called Slowpoke, and I figured maybe we could practice with him on land…?"
The Galarian girl thinks to herself before sternly looking to Flynn. "Good idea, fisher loon." She grabs a Pokeball from her drenched purse, and tosses this one onto the rocky shore, sending out Honedge. Flynn recalls Pokey from the sea and sends him back out close enough to the steel-type Pokémon. The two Pokémon stare intently into each other's eyes, doing nothing but blinking at the other.
"Hae yer Slowpoke use Disable!" She calls out before ordering Honedge to attack. He suddenly sinks into the ground, causing Flynn to gasp.
"Where'd he go!?" He frantically looks around, but stops when seeing Honedge rise from Pokey's shadow behind him. Flynn squeals as the sword Pokémon slashes his blade across Pokey, dealing super effective damage to him.
"Be alert, fisher loon!" Bethany barks, commanding Honedge to slash with a Furry Cutter.
"Ah!! Pokey, Disable!" The Slowpoke eye's flash pink, and Honedge is stopped in his place. The green energy surrounding his blade disappears, and he lets out an exhausted sigh.
"That's how ye dae it!" For the first time ever, Bethany encourages someone she's battling. Before Flynn can get comfortable, Honedge plants his arm into the rocky surface and swings his body in the air before letting go and flinging himself forward, blade aimed straight toward Pokey's face. The brown haired boy calls out for a Disable, which again freezes the steel-type in place. Flynn is about to exhale his relief, but Honedge sinks into the ground again. Seeing this play out before, he shouts at Pokey to use Disable once more, but the psychic-type Pokémon's head turns around too slowly to activate it and is hit with a ghost energy powered slash.
"Ye hae a lot of work tae dae, but we're gettin' somewhere!" Flynn is jarred by how out-of-character the Galarian girl is. She's usually never this forgiving, and she won't even bother to battle people on his level- What happened? Maybe the week of their graduation journey has changed her and made her more compassionate. Many trainers who appeared at Cape to give encouraging speakers always told tales of how their graduation journey helped them grow not just as a trainer, but as a person as well. It's possible that Bethany's journey changed her for the better, giving Flynn hope that he'd be able to pull himself out of his current rut.
"Yer sister is givin' meh juicy Slowpoke tail for this, so Ah'm drillin' this intae ye loch an Excadrill!" Oh. That makes a lot more sense, but it's kind of crushing to hear. But regardless, at least he's getting training, even if her motivation is meat as opposed to her own goodwill.
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