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Chapter 12 After a few battles along Route 2, Brenda and her partners made it to Nacrene City, just in time for dinner. Thanks to winning against the Gym Leaders and the trainers, Brenda had accumulated enough money to buy a nice banquet - however, to avoid a mishap like in Accumula Town, she decided not to eat in, but take out the food, and eat inside their room at the Pokemon Center. She greeted the other two girls who were sharing the room with her, and she and her pokemon ate happily, after a day of excitement and change. The next morning, she was up and ready to go. “Gym Leader Lenora uses normal type pokemon. This should be an easy fight for us, Ren.” Yes, last night before sleeping, she had checked the Unova League manual, to make sure she was not mistaken. Brenda lifted Ren’s empty pokeball, and the other which contained Leaf inside. She gave Leaf’s pokeball a little kiss, and promised to train her for her debut in Castelia City. “Look at this place,” Brenda said as the Pokemon Center doors closed behind her. “I don’t know why it’s called a city. It has a nice town-feel to it.” Indeed, the small wooden houses and the remains of an old railroad, all surrounded by pine trees, made her feel as though she were visiting an extension to Nuvema Town. In her mind, Nacrene City was less city-like than Accumula Town, even though it did house more people. Brenda and Ren walked north of the Pokemon Center, where the supposed Gym was located. They passed by the restaurant they ordered food from the day before, and noticed that a couple of guitarists were playing some peaceful tunes in the terrace. The Gym was not located far from there, but she would have missed it entirely, had the League manual not given her a heads up that it was inside a museum. “Ready? Ren, let’s go,” she said as she walked forward. “I hope there are few challengers this morning.” As she talked to Ren, she forgot to watch where she was going, and bumped into someone. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” she apologized. Then she raised her head, to see at whom she was talking to. “Oh but isn’t it N!” she exclaimed, happy to see a familiar face. “Remember me? We met two days ago.” N was also surprised, but he pushed his black cap down, and just replied with a “yes”. “Do you want to see a new addition to my team?” Brenda offered, but since she did not receive a reply, she went ahead and released her Leaf. The little larva turned its neck sideways, and then looked up to see the green-haired man. “Don’t you think she’s cute? Her name is Leaf, and I got her as a present by one most adorable preschooler.” N nodded, but refrained from commenting. Brenda pressed the pokeball, and made Leaf to return. “You know, when I heard you had battled at the Striaton Gym, I couldn’t believe it. That’s because you said your Zorua disliked battling, and I assumed you wouldn’t be interested in taking on the Unova League,” Brenda carried on with the slightly one-sided conversation. “I realized that for me to accomplish my ideals,” N said. “Sitting around would amount to nothing. Zo also agrees, so we are battling Gym Leaders to gain strength.” “That’s great! Then now we’re officially friends with similar interests, and rivals who aim to be the very best!” “No,” N replied. “We do not have similar interests.” “Really? I think we do. We both are taking on the Unova League. We both love our pokemon. We both are young, with hopes and dreams awaiting for us. Isn’t that like, 90% of what constitutes you and I? Cheren, Bianca, you, me, and all other fresh trainers are similar, I’d say.” Brenda stretched her arms wide, to emphasize the dimensions of what she spoke of. The way she looked so happy arguing for their similarities may have caught N off-guard, but if he was awed by it, his stance did not show it. Instead, he kept silent for a moment, and then closed his eyes. “Sometimes the 10% difference is what truly matters,” he said, and walked past Brenda. “Hey,” Brenda turned. “Did you already battle Lenora? Were there many trainers waiting in line?” N stopped, and looked back at her. “I battled her, and lost. She should be free to battle you now.” With that, N disappeared in the direction of Route 4, leaving a wide-eyed girl behind. “It’s ok,” Brenda reminded Ren. “We’ve got type advantage, while he didn’t.” They entered the museum, and asked one of the ladies at the counter whether she would have to pay an entrance fee, though she was only there to battle the Gym Leader. To tell the truth, she had bought too many expensive dishes the day before, so she was rather running low on cash. Fortunately, that was not the case for anyone, since the museum was subsidized by the government and some sponsors to open its doors to the public at no cost. “The Gym is at the end of the museum,” the lady said. “Just go straight down from here.” Brenda thanked her, and walked with quick footsteps in that direction. In front of the stairs that led to the Gym entrance, a rock of roughly the size of her two fists combined caught her eye. The rock was a perfect orb, which despite being pitch black, was made of a material that reflected the light well. “Somehow this rock doesn’t look old enough to be in a museum. Don’t you think so?” she asked Ren, but he had paid no attention to the rock, and was already waiting for her at the top of the stairs. She soon joined him, and found herself inside a small library that smelt like old books all around. “Hello,” a middle-aged gentleman spoke to her. “Challengers to the Nacrene City Gym, I suppose?” “Yes, we are,” Brenda said, stretching her arm to pose with a peace sign. “In this Gym, we will present you with two questions. Each question is an excerpt from a book, and has two possible answers. Depending on your choice, you shall battle two of the four Gym trainers.” The gentleman led her through the many bookshelves, to an area where four trainers were reading books. “Oh, another challenger?” “I guess it’s the season of pokeschool graduations, so we’ll be getting many one after another.” Two of the trainers placed bookmarks on their books, and stood up from the table, holding them so their titles were visible to Brenda. One of the books was titled The Biology of Meowth while the other was Dissertation On the Diet of Aipom in Unova. “Here is your first question,” the gentleman said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket. “This pokemon shows a strong preference for Nanab berries; however, these berries are not native in Unova, and therefore scarce. As such, this pokemon shows signs of adaptation to eat other varieties.” “Well, it’s certainly about diet, so I believe it’s an excerpt from the Dissertation.” “Correct,” answered the young girl, putting the book on the table. “So I shall battle you now.” The gentleman pressed a button close to the window, and slowly but steadily the bookshelves started turning and moving apart, so to make space for a pokemon battle. The girl threw her pokeball, and it released an Aipom. “This is an interesting set up for a Gym,” Brenda admired. “I bet if I’d chosen the wrong book, I’d have battled a Meowth.” “Yes, that’s right. Lenora wants to encourage the building of knowledge from books, so she thought of this little game.” When Ren took his place, the battle began. “Aipoms are fast, but not enough for Ren,” Brenda talked to herself. “Ren, use vacuum wave!” The target was hit, but somehow it seemed to do less damage than what Brenda expected. Why? It’s a super-effective STAB attack, Brenda was confused. “Aipom, use fury swipes,” the girl ordered. Ren was scratched three times, but managed to dodge the fourth one. Both trainers repeated the same moves twice, though fury swipes hit only twice on the third round, resulting in Ren’s victory due to a matter of speed. Seeing how tired Ren had been left after a one-on-one match against a normal type left Brenda puzzled. However, she hoped that perhaps chances were the Aipom had been born with unusually excellent battling genes. Her suspicions were confirmed when she battled a Sentret after answering correctly to the question, ‘it’s balance is so great, it can balance its whole body on its tail’. Ren was able to take out the opponent in a few minutes. This calmed Brenda a little. Once their battling was concluded, the gentleman guided her to a hidden staircase beneath a bookcase, which he again activated by pressing a button on the shelf itself. “Good luck, young one,” he said, and bowed. “Thank you,” Brenda replied as Ren and her went down the stairs. The smell of old books intensified the more steps she took, but finally she touched the underground floor. “Welcome, challenger,” Lenora greeted, raising her eyes from a thick book she was holding. “I am Lenora of the Nacrene City Gym. I hope you have prepared yourself with extensive reading.” Lenora’s teal colored ponytail, which matched the color of her eyes, bobbed as she walked over to a table to leave her book and come back to face Brenda. The seasoned Gym Leader sent out a Herdier, and Brenda hurried Ren to take his position. The battle started with Ren’s priority move, vacuum wave. His move hit the Herdier’s face, and he was blown away a good number of steps back, but otherwise the attack seemed not to have cut his stamina a lot. Instead, just as soon as he was able to, he charged forward and hit Ren with full force. The attack injured both parties, but Ren seemed to have received a stronger damage. “Ren, use counter!” Brenda commanded, crossing her fingers that another take down attack would not knock him out. Ren braced himself for another attack, which did come. Fortunately, Ren barely made it this round, and was able to take out the Herdier with counter. “Good, Ren,” Brenda said, wiping a little sweat from her forehead. “I’ll heal you this coming round.” Lenora let out a Watchog. As promised, Brenda healed Ren fully, and he was refreshed, ready for the last battle till a new badge. “Ok Ren, let’s use counter again,” Brenda said, and Ren obeyed. “Finish him,” Lenora commanded. “Use retaliate!” The Watchog ran with incredible speed, and stopped in front of Ren, only to punch him a couple of times, and deal a final kick that sent him flying to the wall. “Ren!” Brenda ran towards him, but upon reaching him, she realized that he had been knocked out. The blood drained from her face, as she returned Ren to his pokeball. Her instinct was to forfeit, and leave the place as soon as possible, but as per battling rules, leaving the battle midway was not permitted. “Sorry, Leaf. I didn’t want your debut to be this dull,” Brenda whispered at Leaf’s pokeball. Then, she hesitantly released her onto the battlefield. As expected, a crunch from the Watchog was all Leaf needed to be knocked out. Brenda fell to her knees, with a blank expression. “Watchog, return,” Lenora said. She walked across the field, gently scooped the fainted newborn larva, and approached the teenager. “Don’t be so sad,” Lenora sighed. “Here, you should bring your pokemon to the PC. I will be awaiting for a rematch.” Lenora placed Brenda’s Leaf on her arms, and helped her stand back up. “Sometimes type matchup is not all that defines a pokemon battle,” Lenora advised, and returned back to her study. Brenda turned her back to Lenora, and stepped toward the exit. A little tear fell onto Leaf’s face, but Brenda wiped her cheek as soon as she felt it caress her face.

I'd be a fairy type gym leader The set up would be a series of 3 rooms with a stage, and each time the player enters a room, his/her costume changes First he/she enters into a room where a guy stands looking at the side curtain, saying "Cinderella, don't go" or something - then the player talks to him and triggers a battle. Then he/she enters into the second room, where an old couple is saying farewells to their beloved Princess Kaguya. Talking to either of them triggers a battle. The last room is a Romeo and Juliet room, where Juliet cries over dead Romeo. Talking to her triggers a battle. Finally, in the last room he/she finds me, the Gym Leader dressed as a fairy (with wings and all) The room is not a stage, but looks like a forest with colorful trees. Das it folks

K ghost party time! reunited with my half ghost Pokémon Aegislash The poor things got PTSD from having to execute his own trainer tho

Chapter 11 “... So that’s why you should listen to me when we need to forfeit the battle,” Brenda was explaining to Ren how he should avoid getting knocked out, when a preschooler bumped into her legs. The preschooler, who hadn’t been paying attention, fell backwards and started crying. “Oh easy there,” Brenda said, lowering herself, and offering a hand to the child. “You were just startled, but fortunately you only hit your butt.” As he took Brenda’s hand, another preschooler approached. “Sam don’t be silly. You shouldn’t cry just because you fell,” the child said. “It’s ok,” Brenda told both children. “Sam is just learning, and besides there’s no reason to be ashamed about crying when something hurts.” Sam gave her thanks, and both boys were on their way back to what seemed to be a small kindergarten. Next to that house, was another with a large enclosure and quite a number of pokemon, including rare and foreign ones. Curious, Brenda decided to take a look inside. “Welcome,” an old lady said as she entered. “This is the Unova Daycare, Route 3 branch. How may I help you?” “Thank you, but nothing in particular,” Brenda smiled. “I only have one pokemon, so I can’t deposit him, even if I wanted to.” The old lady bowed, and sat down on a chair behind the counter. Two children, of similar age as the prior two or a little older, were in the daycare with their pokemon. One of them was a mothim, and the other was a sewaddle. “Wow, your pokemon has already evolved to its final form,” Brenda couldn’t help noticing. The two children looked at Brenda, with round eyes. “That’s because bug pokemon evolve fast, and I’ve taken care of Mothy with all my heart,” said the girl. “My Doodle hasn’t evolved yet because I just caught her yesterday,” the boy said, but he wasn’t in a cheerful mood. “My Ren hasn’t evolved either,” Brenda told the boy, with hopes of comforting him. “But I think that increases the surprise-factor, doesn’t it?” “Surprise-factor? What’s that?” “It’s when you don’t expect something, and yet it happens. Surprises are fun, and more if it’s concerning pokemon.” The children remained thoughtful for a moment, and then the girl smiled, while the boy just shrugged. “I won’t have a surprise-factor,” he said, pointing his mouth. “Because my parents want me to release Doodle.” “Why is that?” “They say I’m not big enough to take care of a pokemon. Even though I told them Sasha is the same age as me, and she already has a mothim.” Brenda knitted her brows in empathy, since her mother had also not allowed her to have pokemon in the house until she graduated pokeschool. “That’s a pity,” she said. “I don’t really understand adults who don’t want children to get a headstart taking care of pokemon. I only see benefits, and no cons.” ”I don’t know what a con is, but I think so too,” the boy said. “Yeah, even if Tom wasn’t paying attention to Doodle, I’d make him,” Sasha agreed. “Sis, would you please talk to my parents? Maybe they need to talk to an adult, because we’re just kids,” Tom pleaded, raising his sewaddle. “Please help, please please?” “Wait you guys,” Brenda stood up. “I’m not an adult yet myself. I’d like to help, but I don’t think I can change your parents’ mind.” However, the children echoed each other with please-s, that in the end she was forced to see Tom’s parents. Brenda stayed at the kindergarten and its little park, playing with the preschoolers, until the time came when parents would pick up their children. Having grown up an only child, and with two friends who had older siblings, Brenda had had little experience taking care of little children. That is why at first, she was uncomfortable standing among all the children, even when Tom and Sasha were kind enough to invite her over to play. However, she did end up making friends with the other children, thanks to Ren. The children approached her, curious about her partner. Many of them had never seen a Riolu before, and the few that did, boasted about knowing of them. Unexpectedly, Ren did not seem to have trouble mingling with the children. He was roughly the same size as them, so he was able to play with the same toys, swings and slides as the children. From Brenda’s perspective, she was rather glad that she had been convinced to stay, if only to be able to see Ren laugh happily like he was while playing. While Ren played, Brenda chose to help out the caregivers by tending to injured children and cleaning the kindergarten. Finally, as the sky started to turn orange, Tom’s parents showed up. They were well-dressed in formal suits. The father was a tall man, who seemed to maintain a smile on his face, while the mother, though good-natured, seemed to be more strict. “Mom, Dad, this is my friend Brenda,” Tom introduced her to them. “I met her today, and she is a trainer, and she has a Riolu.” Ren was standing just behind Brenda, peeking at Tom’s parents. The two adults offered their hand, and Brenda locked each in a handshake. “She’s going to tell you why I should keep Doodle,” Tom said, and then ran off to where Sasha was waiting for him. His parents were left confused. “Doodle? That little boy, whatever could he have meant by that?” the mother asked. “Doodle is the name of his Sewaddle, madam.” The lady sighed. “Oh, so he still hasn’t released that pokemon.” “No, he hasn’t. He carries her everywhere, and every so often releases her out of her pokeball to play with her. Doodle also seems quite happy to play with Sasha’s Mothy, too.” Tom’s mother looked at Brenda in something close to awe, but this time the father spoke. “I take it you have spent your day looking after Tom,” he said. “Thank you for that, but if you might be implying that we should keep the sewaddle, I’m afraid we may waste your time unnecessarily.” “I already told Tom that I wasn’t sure I could change your minds,” Brenda replied. “But at least hear me out. May I ask, have either of you been a pokemon trainer?” Both adults shook their heads sideways. “Do you know that Tom wants to eventually become a pokemon trainer after he finishes pokeschool?” “Yes, we know. However, he is still young, and his mind is bound to change,” the father said. “Whether or not he becomes a pokemon trainer,” Brenda continued. “Only fate will decide. However, I’m a firm believer that growing up with pokemon will only nurture his innocent soul.” Brenda scratched her nose, a little embarrassed at what she would say next. “The truth is, I’m only now realizing that there is something neither pokeschool or your parents can teach you, unless you spend time with pokemon.” “What is that, if we may ask?” “The difficulty of building a strong bond with pokemon,” she said. “As a child, I tended to be liked by wild pokemon I’d just met, so I imagined that earning the trust of my partner when I became a trainer would be the easiest part of my journey. I have to - I must admit I was wrong. Ren and I still have a long way to go, and he reminds me of that in the way he battles.” Brenda laughed, and petted Ren’s head. “‘A strong bond between trainer and pokemon can make the impossible to become possible’, Professor Juniper always said. However, it takes time, and most importantly, determination and effort to build. I’ve only been with Ren a few days. I’ve gotten injured because of him. I’ve bought the wrath of a friend because of him. Even then, he’s my partner, and I want to dedicate every moment of my career to build that trust between us. That’s why I support your son’s willingness to make friends with Doodle. He will learn that Doodle is not just a doll, which does things the way he wants, but an individual with her own mind. Why not start to build a bond now that he’s young? If he becomes a trainer in the future, their bond which was fermented over the years may open doors that would have otherwise remained shut.” The three of them did not speak much following this, and Brenda felt sorry for Tom that she was unable to draw in his parents a change in mind. With polite farewells, Brenda parted ways with Tom’s parents, and asked them to give him her regards. Just as she was reaching the point where Wellspring Cave’s entrance was visible, Ren and her were stopped by a voice shouting Brenda’s name repeatedly. Upon turning around, they were surprised to see Tom running and panting. “What is it, Tom?” Brenda asked, lowering herself to match Tom’s height. “You forgot your reward,” he replied in between puffs of air. “Reward?” Brenda batted her eyes, and then wondered whether it was a gift from the caregivers for helping them in the day. “It’s fine. Go back, and tell the caregivers that I volunteered my time, and so they don’t have to give me anything in return, will you, Tom?” Tom shook his head frantically. “No, it’s not from them,” he said, taking something out of his pocket. “It’s for talking to my parents. They’ll let me keep Doodle now!” Brenda’s face lit up instantly. “I’m so happy, Tom. I don’t need a reward, you’ve given me one already, by taking away my sadness.” Though she said this, Tom insisted that she have her reward. It seems I’m weak to demands from kids, she thought and chuckled, as she opened her palm to receive said reward. “What’s this, a pokeball?” It was something she was definitely not expecting. “See what’s inside,” Tom encouraged her. Brenda nodded, and pressed the button on the pokeball. Together with the familiar opening sound, a sewaddle appeared. “What, but Tom,” Brenda started. “You just told me your parents allowed you to keep Doodle.” “Yes, they did,” he replied, giggling. “This is not Doodle. She’s Doodle and Mothy’s daughter.” The recollection that she had met Tom and Sasha at the Daycare flashed in the back of her head. “Granny had told us that if you put a female and a male pokemon in the same Daycare, sometimes they’d find your female pokemon holding an egg. So Sasha and I tried it out, and it was true! When it hatched this morning, this little girl came out of the egg.” “If you don’t become a trainer, Tom, you should become a pokemon researcher. You’re already doing wonderful experiments!” Brenda laughed, and Tom giggled again. “I want to be a trainer, just like you, Brenda.” “Thank you, and thank you for the gift too. I’ll treasure my Sewaddle just like you do your Doodle, remember that.” Brenda gave Tom a little hug, and waved her hand until he was out of sight. “What do you think, Ren?” Brenda asked, as she petted the Sewaddle. “Do you think you can make friends with her?” Ren looked at the green larva, who looked back at him with drowsy eyes. Then, he looked away, and crossed his arms. “You say that now,” Brenda snickered. “But I’m sure you’ll become good friends.” Brenda picked up the Sewaddle, but it did not struggle to set herself free. Rather, she seemed wholly unconcerned about what was happening in her surroundings. “I guess her nature is quiet, calm or relaxed,” Brenda noted. “I’ll name her Leaf, for she has one large leaf on her head, even larger than Doodle’s, I think.” Leaf returned to her pokeball composedly, much like Ren had never done, and the three of them carried on with their walk to Nacrene City.

Chapter 10 After Brenda, it was Cheren’s turn to take on a Gym Leader. The trio waited for Cheren to send out his Snivy. “A Snivy, it is then. I’ll battle him,” Chili said, stepping forward. He sent out a lillipup, which seemed to be the common pokemon among all three Leaders. “Red, use leaf tornado,” Cheren said calmly. “Lillipup, tackle!” Red acted first, and managed to lower the lillipup’s accuracy, which in turn caused its tackle to miss. The lillipup seemed confused as to how its move could have missed the target. “That’s lucky,” Brenda told Ren, who was sitting next to her. “Now a second leaf tornado should do the trick. Cheren won’t even have to heal up to face the next opponent.” However, Red winded up missing its second leaf tornado, because the lillipup happened to change its course of movement. The dog pokemon managed to hit the tackle this time around. Red did knock out the lillipup on the third round, but Cheren would be forced to use a potion sometime in the next two rounds. “Good, good,” Chili said, as he withdrew the fainted lillipup. “However, don’t think you’ll win that easily.” From the ball Chili threw came out a pansear. “Oh no,” Brenda gasped. “Now Cheren has a serious disadvantage, not only from how tired Red must be, but also from the typing.” Contrary to what Brenda thought Cheren’s move would be, he commanded Red to use leech seed. “Pansear, use flame burst,” ordered Chili, with a confident smirk. Of course, the fire type attack hit super-effectively on the grass type Snivy, but it was not strong enough to knock it unconscious. Now, Cheren used a potion on Red - actually, he used two, which was the maximum number he was allowed to use, back to back. That was because each time he healed, the opponent used the same attack, which brought down Red’s stamina to nearly the same level. “What’s the point of healing up, if he’s going to end up at the same position?” Brenda was at a loss. “Now, Red,” Cheren raised his voice. “Use nature gift!” Red procured a chesto berry, and the berry glowed until it disappeared. A purple aura enveloped Red, and then he lunged forward with speed to headbutt the monkey. The pansear still stood after the attack, but not for long. It kneeled, and finally lay down without consciousness. How things turned out took both Brenda and Chili by surprise, so much so that they were speechless for a moment. At last, Cilan broke the silence. “Pansear is unable to battle,” he said. “Red, the Snivy, is the winner!” “Cheren, you did it!” Brenda came running, and Ren followed her. “What, did you expect me to lose?” Cheren grinned. “I can’t fail when my friend has won a badge right before me.” “Of course not,” Brenda admitted. “All those books had to come in useful at some point.” Both Cheren and Brenda laughed. Then, Cheren walked over to the other side of the field, his fingers already feeling the sensation of his badge. In the middle of the way, he caught up to Red, and he took him in his arms. When he stood in front of the three Gym Leaders, they each congratulated him. Chili put his hand in his pocket, to get a badge for Cheren. “Uh?” he checked the other pocket. “It’s weird, I was sure I had brought a bunch of badges.” “Here, have this,” Cress stretched his arm, holding a badge. Out of nowhere, a Minccino fell down on top of Cress’ hand, and robbed the badge. “That won’t be necessary,” said a girl, lowering herself from the upper floor of the Gym, skillfully using some ropes. The girl was covered in black clothes - even her hair and face was covered, except for her eyes. “I should’ve guessed it was you, Carol,” Chili scratched his head. “I’ll never know in what moment you took my badges.” “That wasn’t me,” she said, walking toward them. “It was my partner here.” Suddenly, a pokemon appeared close to Chili, and he was startled. “A Kecleon,” Cheren commented. “Exactly, for what other pokemon would go well with a ninja like me, other than my Unseen?” “Unseen?” Carol ignored his question, for she had more important things to say. She took off her head covering, revealing long, orange twin tails. “You should be proud, challenger,” she said, pointing at him. “For not many have the fortune to be noticed by my eyes.” Cheren looked at the three Gym Leaders. Cilan moved his mouth sneakily, saying “Just roll with it.” “The way you told your Snivy to use leech seed, and then healed twice to exhaust your opponent’s stamina without making a move, was impressive. Moreover, how your Snivy used a water-type natural gift with the Chesto berry to finish pansear off, was plain stylish. I can’t believe you are a beginner who’s just started his journey,” she carried on. “For that reason, I invite you to join my ninja gang, The Invisibles. We will fight the forces of evil, together!” Cheren showed a forced smile. “Thanks for the offer, but I don’t think I have the qualities to make a good ninja.” “You are wrong, challenger. The skills of a ninja can be learnt, if you have a good teacher like myself.” In his mind, Cheren wondered why the girls around him, save Bianca perhaps, had to be such overconfident nut cases. “Well I-” “Well, he’s not interested,” Brenda had come over to Cheren’s aid. “Besides, I don’t know if Cheren’s klutz is curable, though he impressed me yesterday when he ran faster than me.” “Excuse me, but who are you?” the ninja girl raised an eyebrow. “I’m Brenda. Cheren’s best friend, aside from Bianca,” Brenda stretched her arm with her hand shaped into a peace sign. “And what about you? You haven’t even introduced yourself.” The girl hair-flipped one of her twin tails. “I’m Carol, the ninja cousin of these three,” she said, referring to the Gym Leaders. “And if you wanted to know, you are not invited to join The Invisibles. The offer is only for the cute guy in the glasses.” Carol winked at Cheren, which made him terribly embarrassed. “Cut it out, Carol. You’re scaring our guests,” Chili said. Carol clicked her tongue, and crossed her arms. “Fine, but you’ll regret it, pretty-boy,” she spat out, and stormed off with her Minccino and Kecleon. However, midway, she turned and returned with light feet. “Don’t forget your badge, and keep up your cool battle style,” she smirked as she grabbed Cheren’s hand and placed a trio badge in it. When she was really out of sight this time, Cress sighed. “I guarantee you,” she told Cheren and Brenda. “She’s the only weird one in our family.” After a little small talk with the Gym Leaders, the two badge holders exited the Striaton Gym. “A unique character she was, was she not?” Cheren commented, scratching his head. “Unique, but so annoying!” Brenda said, and Cheren looked at her in surprise, for it was not often that he spotted her complaining about someone. However, the reason was not what Cheren hoped it was. Brenda flickered a strand of her high ponytail, and imitated Carol. “‘You are not invited to join The Invisibles,’ she says. Like I’d want to join a cult like that!” She stepped on the floor frantically, as though a miniature Carol was standing there. “Easy there, Brenda,” Cheren tried to pacify her. Brenda took a deep breath, and fell silent. “Ok, I’m calm. Now, we must go meet Bianca at the Dreamyard.” Bianca was talking with an unfamiliar woman when Cheren and Brenda walked into the Dreamyard. “Hey, Brenda, Cheren,” Bianca called them. “Come here. Especially you, Cheren, for I’m sure you’ll be interested in what Ms. Fennel has to say.” “Nice to meet you,” Ms. Fennel greeted as the two approached. “I’m a dream researcher based in Striaton. This Dreamyard is really an extension to my lab.” Cheren placed a hand on his chin, and nodded. “I’ve heard of dream research, which is more advanced in Unova than all other regions.” “What’s so special about the Dreamyard, if I may ask?” Brenda asked with anticipation. “Let me show you,” Ms. Fennel said, and she walked over to the closest tall grass. She moved the grass softly, as though she were looking for something. On the third try, she managed to find what she was looking for. From the tall grass emerged a pink pokemon, and it remained floating midair. “Wow, what’s that pokemon, Cheren?” Brenda asked. Before Cheren could answer, however, Ms. Fennel introduced them to her target of research. “This is Munna, the dream-eater pokemon. I have been researching her evolutionary line for years now, and thanks to her breed I have been able to contribute much to dream research.” “But she is still a wild pokemon, isn’t she?” Brenda asked, grinning. “May I capture her?” Ms. Fennel chuckled. “But of course, trainer. I don’t wish to monopolize the Munnas and Musharnas.” However, Cheren had a piece of warning to offer. “Munna is a psychic type,” he said. “Be careful, since your Ren is a fighting type, and thus vulnerable to her.” “Ok, thanks for the heads up,” Brenda said, and then sent Ren forward. “Ren, you must come back if you can’t handle this fight, ok? This is our first battle with real type disadvantage.” Ren nodded, but he was determined to win. He took his stance, and awaited for command. “Ren, use quick attack!” The attack hit the Munna, but she immediately countered with a hypnosis attack. “This is not good,” Cheren told Bianca. “If Ren doesn’t wake up in the next round, it might be best to forfeit.” Ren did not get lucky, and did not wake up in the next round. The Munna used psybeam on him, and he complained, but did not wake up. “It’s fine, Ren. We tried,” Brenda said as she took the pokeball that hadn’t been used in a while. “Come back now.” However, when the pokeball’s withdrawing light almost touched Ren, he woke up and rotated his body to avoid it. “Ren, we can’t weaken Munna enough to catch her. Return,” she pressed the pokeball’s button once again, but Ren would just not accede. Instead, it used bullet punch on the Munna, and received another psybeam in return. That second attack caused Ren to faint. “Stubborn Riolu,” Brenda sighed as she kneeled to scoop Ren into her arms. “We’ll have to work on how to read your limits, little guy.” Brenda’s friends ran over to check on Ren’s status. “He's fine, I’ll take him to the Pokemon Center now,” Brenda smiled. “Sorry I showed you an uncool performance.” “No worries, we know wild pokemon are hard to bond with,” Bianca cheered her up. “I’ll take on the Striaton Gym in a little bit, so I guess we’ll be seeing each other in Nacrene City next.” Brenda nodded, and waved at her friends. Just as she was exiting the Dreamyard, however, she happened to spot a red fox looking at her from a patch of grass. “Oh, it’s a Vulpix!” Brenda exclaimed, and became sad that she didn’t have pokemon to fight and capture her. “Guys, look! Anyone want to capture a Vulpix?” Unfortunately, just as her friends reacted at her remarks, the Vulpix disappeared into the tall grass. “Never mind, she’s out of sight now.” “Don’t worry, Brenda,” Bianca told her from where she stood. “I’m sure you’ll encounter another one, and you’ll be the one to capture her!” “If I remember correctly, it was your favorite pokemon, wasn’t it?” Cheren commented, more to himself than to the girls. “Yes, it’ll be that way,” Brenda replied to Bianca, totally cured of her unhappiness, and was off her way to the Pokemon Center.

I honestly thought rpgs usually have more girls (half naked) because that attracts men gamers

Chapter 9 Brenda could hardly sleep that night, not because the rain made noise as it hit the Pokemon Center roof, but because she could not stop herself from thinking the strategy she would employ on her first Gym battle. As the clock hit 7 o’clock, she jumped out of her bed. She made an effort to keep silent for her sleeping friends, but she ended up bumping into more things that she planned. Even then, they only made vague complaints, evidently still asleep. Brenda went out of the room, with her towel and change of clothes, hoping that there’d be a shower space open for her. Fortunately, the shower room was empty at quarter past 7. “No early risers, I suppose,” she whispered to herself, and hummed a tune as she took off her shirt. When the changing room door opened unexpectedly, she let out a gasp. However, the culprit was none other than Ren, her ill-tempered traveling companion. “Come on, Ren,” she reproached him. “Didn’t you see the sign that says this is the girls’ changing room? You should knock at least.” Ren pointed his nose upward, showing no concern. “Oh well, it’s fine this time, since no one is here. We can enjoy the shower room all by ourselves.” Brenda placed her towel around her torso, slid one of the shower curtains, and ushered Ren in. She pumped some shampoo onto his head and body, and gently washed him clean. It was not, by any means, an easy task. Though Ren had evidently come to splash water onto himself, he had not envisioned that his body would be covered with a foamy agent he had never seen before. “Ren, calm down, it’s just soap,” Brenda said while trying to stop him from trying to run away. At one point, Ren happened to touch some foam, and accidentally put it over his eyes, which stung him and made his aggression even worse. “We can rinse it out, Ren stop!” Elongating her arm to almost the point where she would’ve dislocated her shoulder, she turned the knob only to get both of them showered with cold water. By the time Brenda somehow finished bathing Ren, her towel was so soaked that she wondered whether it would do its job as a towel anymore. “Aaugh, I wasn’t planning on washing my hair today,” she said as she picked up one of her damp strands from her face. “But I guess I must change my plans now.” She pulled Ren out into the changing room, to which women had started to come in. Changing her mind, she asked Ren to return to their room alone, as she could not go out in a towel, and wait with Cheren and Bianca. When she stepped back into the shower room, she realized that three people were already occupying the three showers, and that she would have to wait after all. When she was done with the shower room, she returned to her room while drying her hair with her towel. Cheren and Bianca were up, but still drowsy, sitting on their beds. “Rise and shine, everyone!” she greeted, and then looked left and right for her riolu. She found him behind her bed, munching on the snacks that were in her backpack. She gasped with both hands on her cheeks. “Don’t tell me you ate all the food?” she checked the bag, and only a snack bar, which Cheren had given her the day before, fell out to the carpet. “Man, just this? A forced diet, I guess.” Ren laughed at her disappointed face. “You selfish brat,” she addressed him. “You think you’re smart, but now I have no money and no food. So we better win that Gym battle and get reward money. Not that we were going to lose, to begin with.” Then Brenda took a huge bite off the snack bar. The three of them left soon after Brenda finished eating, though it took quite a bit of nagging and hurrying on Brenda’s part. “Are you guys also challenging the Gym now?” Bianca said that she was not ready yet, so she was going to explore the city, which she wasn’t able to do the day before. “You should visit the Dream Yard after your battle,” she invited. “I’ll be there once I’ve seen the city. It’s a famous tourist spot known for their dream-eating pokemon, Munna.” Once she was assured that Cheren and Brenda would visit the Dream Yard, she waved her hand and walked away. “What about you, Cheren? I bet you don’t want to miss my first Gym battle, given that you missed my first trainer battle,” Brenda teased. “I’m headed to the Gym too, but not because of that,” he said, with slightly colored cheeks. So they walked, with their eyes facing the city which they could barely see through the rain before. “Look there,” Brenda pointed to the west of the city, where she could see a park with a fountain. “We must go there when we’re done collecting our badges.” “Did you already forget we agreed to meet Bianca at the Dream Yard? It’s that way,” Cheren replied, pointing North East, close to where the Gym stood. “No, I haven’t forgotten. It can be after we meet Bianca, and it wouldn’t contradict what I said, clever boy.” “In any case, we’ll be walking through the park to go to Nacrene City.” As he said this, they arrived at the footsteps of the Striaton City Gym. “Ladies first,” Brenda winked, and cut in front of Cheren. “Come Ren, we’re going to kick the Gym Leader’s butt!” Brenda entered, took a look inside, and then pushed Cheren back out, saying that they had mistaken the place. “There’s no mistake,” Cheren reassured her. “The sign outside said this is the Gym.” So he opened the door again, and they went back in together. The front most part of the Gym had tables, which half of them were occupied by people having breakfast. Waiters and waitresses walked around taking orders, never bumping into tables, which gave them an air of natural elegance. “This is a restaurant, though,” Brenda said, confused. Ren remained close to his trainer, for seeing all these people talking at once made him a little scared. “Welcome,” finally a waitress took notice of them and approached them. “Would you fancy a lovely breakfast, or a heated Gym battle?” Brenda laughed, relieved. “I’d like one Gym battle, please,” she said, and looked at Cheren. “What would you like?” “Two Gym battles, that’ll be,” he said, following the joke all the way through. “Two Gym battles. Come this way, please,” the waitress made way for them, and followed them to another room, which had another waiter reclining on the wall. “Challengers? Let’s see if they can pass through,” he said, sending out a lillipup. “Patrat, let’s go,” the waitress also sent out her pokemon. “I guess it’s a double battle?” Brenda commented. “Ren, go destroy your opponents!” “I won’t let you steal the whole spotlight,” Cheren laughed. “Red, let’s go!” Brenda couldn’t help herself. “It’s not just that the name ‘Red’ on a snivy doesn’t match,” she explained. “Now that I think about it, Red and Ren sound so similar. I should’ve called Ren ‘Bre’ or ‘Da’ instead.” “Names are inconsequential,” Cheren laughed. “What’s important is the content. Red, show them what you can do!” The fastest pokemon, Red, obeyed his trainer’s orders, and used tackle on the patrat. “Don’t you have grass moves? They’d gain STAB on Snivy,” Brenda said, in hopes to impress Cheren with her knowledge. “He knows Leaf Tornado, but that attack isn’t good for double-battles, since it hits your neighboring ally as well.” “How thoughtful! But Ren isn’t so whimsy as to go down with that,” Brenda said, and then had to change her thought last minute. “Ren, use counter.” Fortunately, Ren answered her request, and waited for the enemy to hit him. She would have used vacuum wave to finish the patrat off, but it was, like leaf tornado, a move that would hit an ally as well. I can’t use a move when Cheren was cautious not to hit Ren, she thought. However, that meant that both patrat and the lillipup would be able to attack now. The two opponents both used tackle, the patrat on Red, and the lillipup on Ren. At the end of the round, Ren used counter on the lillipup, which was, of course, not ideal. “Oh, snivy is eating!” Brenda exclaimed. “Yeah, I made him hold a sitrus berry, and now it has healed itself.” “That’s a pretty neat tactic, but I’m not surprised since it comes from you,” Brenda smiled. Now, in round two, Red was able to finish off the patrat with another tackle. Ren still had to use counter, so in the end, it wasn’t able to attack because the lillipup chose to attack Red instead. “Double battles are a pain,” Brenda sighed. “They limit my move pool, and now Ren has been outshone by Red.” “Don’t worry, the Gym Leader will battle you one-on-one,” Cheren reassured her, as the lillipup fainted with Red’s tackle. The waiter and waitress gave them a little sum of pokecoins, and followed to show them the way to the Gym Leader. Upon entering, however, Brenda was again surprised. At the end of a large battle field were three Gym Leaders! “Welcome, challengers,” the green-haired young man greeted. “We are the Gym Leaders of Striaton Gym. My name is Cilan.” “I am Chili,” said the man with red hair that looked like flames. “And I am Cress,” said the one with blue hair. “Which of you will be the first to battle?” “Me, me,” Brenda waved her hand high. Cheren patted her shoulder, wished her good luck, and walked towards a few chairs located against the wall. “Which starter did you choose, young lady?” asked Chili. Brenda’s movements halted, and she was lost as to what to reply. “The truth is,” she said at last. “I didn’t choose a standard starter. My partner is Ren.” She guided Ren to take his spot in front of her. “Is it a new trend?” Cilan asked. “Excuse me?” “No, I wondered whether it was a trend among recent grads to choose non-standard pokemon as their starters.” “Don’t mind him, lady,” followed Cress. “He is only impressed because we just had a battle before you, and the challenger also had a non-standard pokemon.” Brenda widened her eyes, for she could only think of one person her age, who did not have one of the Unova starters beside herself. “N was here?” she blurted out. “N? Is that the name of that young trainer?” “Did he have long green hair, and was he wearing dull-colored clothes?” “Now that you mention,” Cilan laughed. “He could’ve gotten a little counseling from the fashion connoisseur.” “Fashion connoisseur? Do you know someone like that?” “You’re looking at one just now,” Cilan said, with a hand on his chest. “For I am a fashion connoisseur of top category.” “I wouldn’t have guessed,” Brenda commented, looking at his waiter-like uniform. However, when Cilan asked her to repeat herself since he could not hear her remark, she said that it was nothing. “So N was here,” she said to herself. “N? Is that your ‘beautiful’ battling opponent?” Cheren asked. Brenda pressed a finger on her lips and hushed him. “What? Yesterday you said you meant it as a compliment.” “But yesterday you took pity on him for being called so,” Brenda pouted. “Oh well. He said his Zorua didn’t enjoy battling, and yet he’s taking on the Unova League. I really don’t understand that guy.” Brenda shrugged, and decided to focus on her Gym battle. “I’m ready to start the battle,” she announced. “Cress, you fight her,” Cilan said, leaving the battlefield to join Chili, who had already sat down on their waiting chairs. “Leave it to me. Lillipup, let’s go!” However, the first encounter finished rather quickly. In the first round, Ren used counter, because Brenda was confident that he could take a hit from the lillipup. He did, and without the limit which Double battling placed, Ren was able to use Vacuum wave in the second round, which was super effective against the normal-type puppy. “Hah, type advantage is sweet!” Brenda laughed. “Not so easy,” Cress said. “Let’s show them, Panpour!” “We’re almost there,” Brenda told Ren. “Just one more opponent, and we’ll have our first Gym badge.” Ren growled, and took a stance of concentration. “Ren, use vacuum wave!” “Panpour, use play nice!” Though the Panpour was faster, Ren’s attack landed first. The monkey fell to the ground, but jumped back up and fulfilled its trainer’s request. The panpour approached Ren, and hugged him. Ren broke out of the monkey’s grasp, but it latched on him again and again. By the fourth attempt, he began to act strange, as though he were in a different dimension. “What did you do to Ren?” Brenda shouted. “Play nice is a move that decreases your pokemon’s attacking strength,” Cress explained. “He and panpour have become friends, at least until the end of this battle.” Brenda looked at how Ren smiled at the Panpour. “Snap out of it, Ren. You’re not the friendly type, remember?” However, it was futile. Brenda would have to beat Cress with the effects of play nice. It’s not a problem, however, she remembered. Vacuum wave is a special attack, so it would not be affected by play nice. “Ren, use counter!” “Panpour, use lick!” Fortunately, lick was a physical attack, but the amount of damage counter did was not quite enough to knock the monkey out. Additionally, Ren became paralyzed, and was unable to move the next turn, when Brenda thought she could finish the battle with a vacuum wave. “Water gun, now,” Cress said. The move was by no means strong, but it was still STAB, and did enough damage to push Ren into a dire situation. If he was not able to move the next turn due to paralysis, he would be finished with one more water gun. “Please, Ren. I know it hurts and you can barely move,” Brenda begged, with her heart going at a hundred beats per minute. “It’s just one last chance. We’ve got to make it. I know you can do it, I know you hate losing!” Brenda closed her eyes, and tried to calm herself as she made the final request. “Ren, use vacuum wave!” Ren stood up as quickly as he could, and forced his legs to run forward. He locked his opponent in his eyes, but every step he took, his paralysis threatened to make him fall. With a jump, he straightened his fist just an inch from the Panpour’s face. The vacuum took his opponent out. When the monkey fell backwards to the ground, Brenda seemed to have contracted Ren’s paralysis. However, that lasted for only a split second - after the initial shock, she ran over to Ren in the middle of the battle field, and embraced him tightly. “We did it,” she murmured on his ear. It seemed as though she wanted to cry, but she had never been one to allow herself to cry in public. “We did it,” Brenda repeated in a loud voice, standing up. Cheren applauded, as she ran together with Ren toward the three Gym Leaders. “Yes you did,” Cress nodded when she reached them. “And as a proof of that, you can have the Trio Badge.” Just as she accepted the badge, she crouched in front of Ren. She took his paw, and placed it on top of her hand, which held the badge. “We have earned our first badge,” Brenda told him, looking him with a unusually serious expression. “The first of eight. We have done it together.” Ren showed an honest smile, the first she had seen, as well.

when it's time, I can help out with Spanish or *ahem* Japanese (since it's a pokemon game xD )

When I saw this thread updated with "Latest Defeated: Madame X", my eyes went out of their sockets! Amazing work yo, in my case I didn't even get to attack once hahaha

:'( nooooo fate nooooo

Interesting I've never read fan fiction, but I'm writing my first ever fan fiction about pokemon bw. I've hit one-and-a-half in the list up to now xD

I hope my death is sweet... like candy xD

I is deado I suppose xD With this much consensus, I have no other choice than to Abstain

Lucky him for getting a second life Welcome back!

Chapter 8 “Ready?” Brenda asked Ren, and then pointed her finger to the distance. “Striaton City waits for us.” They took a couple of steps forward into Route 2, when a voice called for them. She looked behind her, and she saw Cheren running through the gates. “I thought you’d already left for Striaton City,” she said with surprise. “You surely spent a long time in the Pokemon Center.” “I happened to meet a professional in berries. We talked, and at the end he gave me a variety of them.” Then, Cheren reached for his backpack, and produced a few. “Sitrus, pecha and cheri. Sitrus heals 25% of your pokemon’s HP when it cuts halfway. Pecha cures poisoning and cheri heals paralysis. The neatest thing about berries is that you can have your pokemon hold them, and they’ll know when to use them.” Then Cheren offered them to Brenda. “You know, you can plant them to obtain more as well - just remember where you planted them.” “Thanks Cheren, and the berries connoisseur was very kind in giving them to you.” “Yeah. He was actually in Accumula to learn about berries that only grow in this part of Unova. I’ve read a book written by him, actually.” Brenda giggled. “What book have you not read, Cheren?” “I read all that our library had, but that’s a tiny amount compared to how many there are in all of Unova. I still have much to learn.” “Well, I’m more of a hands-on learner. I just had my first battle against a trainer, and I surely learnt from it, though I did win,” Brenda winked. “If you hadn’t been busy talking to the berries guy, you’d have seen how cool Ren and I looked.” “I’m sure of it. I bet it was full of posing and dramatic effects,” Cheren smiled. “It can’t be Brenda’s pokemon battle, without excitement and dramatic effects, can it?” Brenda laughed, and manually (for Ren did not raise his hand on his own volition) high-fived Ren. Cheren and Brenda started walking toward Striaton City. “The guy I battled though,” Brenda commented, remembering her first battle. “He was a good battler but rather an oddball.” “You calling someone an oddball?” replied Cheren, as he checked his town map. “In all honesty, he surpassed my average oddball-ness,” she pressed her index finger on her cheek. “You see, he could communicate with pokemon.” Cheren raised an eyebrow. “As in speak to them?” “Yup. He could understand them, and they could understand him,” as she said this, Brenda’s breathing became irregular, and her eyes brightened. “Isn’t that the most awesome thing you’ve ever heard?” Cheren looked at her face, which was full of excitement, and also down at Ren, who shook his head with an expression close to fear. “I don’t know,” he said, scratching his head. “That sounds more freaky than awesome.” Brenda slapped her whole face with an exaggerated gesture. “What to do with kids today,” she said, with her hand still plastered on her face. “They don’t know how to admire true genius.” “Well, as far as I know, humans are taught to fear those who have abilities that surpass normality.” “I don’t fear abnormality. I only fear scary things, and this guy wasn’t scary.” Then, Brenda paused for a second, and thought. “Actually, the only thing that was scary about him was his appearance,” she added. “How so?” “He had this slender figure, and gorgeous green hair that nearly reached his butt,” Brenda recalled. “‘He was handsome’, is that what you’re trying to say?” Cheren asked, embarrassed at Brenda’s choice of language, and perhaps also feeling a little grumpy. “Nope,” Brenda denied immediately, looking directly into Cheren’s eyes. “I wouldn’t call that handsome, though other people may think so. I don’t know. I thought he was, yeah, beautiful.” Cheren’s tight expression softened around his eyes, and then he laughed. “Poor guy,” he said. “What? You don’t know either. I didn’t ask him if he’d be sad if someone described him as beautiful. Personally, I think it’s a compliment.” “Is that so? Do you also think I’m beautiful, by any chance?” Cheren asked, but he regretted the question just as he had made it. Brenda batted her eyes, but she was clearly oblivious to his inner thoughts. “No, you’re handsome,” she smiled. “The lone fact that you’re my best friend makes you ten times handsomer than any other guy.” Cheren smiled, as he watched the side of her face from a few steps in behind her. What to do about this narcissist, he wondered, but he couldn’t counter the fact that her words had poured something warm inside his heart. Indeed, even when the sky started pouring, it was not successful in cooling it down. “Cheren, hurry! It’ll be pouring in a minute, I’m sure,” Brenda called him, as she picked up Ren. “Ren, get back into your pokeball. I don’t want you to catch a cold.” Ren, as stubborn as usual, hit the pokeball with his paw. The ball fell to the ground, which fortunately hadn’t become muddy quite yet. Brenda did not insist, but instead took out a towel from her bag, and placed over him. As she had predicted, the rain intensified in a matter of minutes. The other trainers, who had positioned themselves to challenge passersby to battle, had also begun to run. Some towards Striaton, and others toward Accumula. It seemed as though no one was yet practiced enough to hold battles in rainy weather. The two young trainers ran, their sneakers turning muddy and soaked. “Brenda, you’ll catch a cold,” Cheren said, as he ran next to her. “We should wait for the rain to calm down under a tree or something.” “I’m fine,” she replied, as she wiped the accumulated water from her eyes. “We’re close to the City. There we can take refuge in the Pokemon Center.” “Stubborn as always,” Cheren sighed, and placed the towel he had been using over her head. “No, I’m fine I tell you,” she said, and tried to return the towel, but Cheren had increased his running speed. “Wait, that’s unfair! I’m carrying the weight of a pokemon!” Cheren did not reply, but waved his hand in the air. “That guy,” Brenda murmured, then looked down in her arms to check on Ren. “Are you feeling cold? Hang on, we’re getting close to the Pokemon Center.” Ren did not say anything either, but his eyes were not hostile. When Brenda arrived to Striaton City’s Pokemon Center, Cheren was waiting for her at the entrance. She pushed his towel onto his chest, and pouted. “You could’ve waited inside,” she pointed out. “Don’t blame me if you catch a cold. You were the one who forced me to use your towel.” “A little cold wouldn’t do anything to me, anyways,” he shrugged. “Colds make your head all fuzzy. You don’t want a cold when you’re facing a gym leader soon. Besides, I’ve got immunity to colds, while you don’t.” Cheren raised an eyebrow. “How so?” “They say that idiots don’t catch colds, and you’ve always been - unfortunately - the smartest student in Nuvema Pokeschool.” Cheren laughed. “Don’t believe in superstitions, and get inside. Even if you say you’ve got immunity, I think I’ve seen you sick more times than I’ve been myself.” They walked together, and the doors automatically slid open. There were a lot more people in the Pokemon Center, than they had been accustomed to. “Hopefully there are still rooms available to pass the night,” Cheren told Brenda. As they passed some people buying medicine, they spotted a familiar face. “Bianca,” Brenda called. “Did the rain also catch you by surprise?” Bianca squeezed herself through some people, and took both hands of her friend. “I’m glad to see you,” she said with her bubbly smile. “Yes. My hat got soaked.” Then she realized Cheren was behind Brenda, and made a face. “Not fair. You said you weren’t going to travel with us, and yet you’re here with Cheren,” she complained. “If you didn’t want me in the group, you could’ve just said so.” Brenda batted her eyes. “What are you saying? That is not it at all. I happened to run into him as I was leaving Accumula Town, that is all.” Bianca smiled, and said that she knew. “People usually tease me for being oblivious to sarcasm,” Bianca giggled. “But you are worse than me, dear Brenda.” Brenda knitted her eyebrows. “When did you become so sly,” she protested, and proceeded to tickle Bianca. “Stop that,” Bianca said, running away. “It’s punishment for making a fool out of me, missy!” Brenda chased Bianca, who ran in circles, and used Cheren as a shield. “Stop the childish games, both of you,” Cheren said, as he struggled to keep his eyeglasses in their proper position. “We’re still children, so we must play childish games,” Brenda laughed. She then tickled Ren, who had been standing and looking at them as the uninvolved third party. As was his disposition, he felt obliged to take revenge and join the childish game. The laughter and tickling did not stop, until they were scolded by three people almost simultaneously. The rain continued until the next crack of dawn.

Wait - I thought ppl who didn't comment is because they haven't checked this thread yet... But then I just checked and Vanitas was online 2 hours ago Nvm Jace, you get a non-vote from me Eliminate - Vanitas Edit: ok lol I just realized Vanitas commented once lol This is harder than I thought man So it's confusing but I'll just quietly revert back to my original stance and stop confusing ppl and myself

I think I'll vote Jace too (sorry Jace) Eliminate - Jace Stormkirk Since I'm also unsure, and we should probably get somewhere, right?

hmm how to make an educated guess to who's Saphira...

oh I see. so we try choose Saphira so the rest is prevented from auto-destruction I think I'm starting to get this game

but isn't Saphira part of the girls in love? is it ok to kill her off?

Umm I don't have a shiny diglett, the spheal has 0 Sp Def, and the electrike has x on Sp Attack (which isn't desirable) I have a 6IV dugtrio (which by the way you gave me ) which I can use to breed you a shiny diglett, if you want So you can change your prize, or we can arrange something Also, I don't think I listed spheal on the looking-for mons... but I added Gen 3 mons to the list, so check if you've got one of those!

Lol what a coincidence that it was those two How to vote on someone to get killed when we've got this little info...

It's ok, I have a bunch of EV-trained mons ready to battle soo (about the aron and nincada) Yup, no problemo!

Ooh It's ok, as a human who lives on laughing at and getting laughed at, I also have been close to making the same mistake (granted, my friends are mostly like me) At least the experience will remain, so you know it is possible to lose a friend over jokes. I think it should tighten the bonds of your existing and future friendships, don't you think?

souds goodo why "or" tho - the prize for Fully EV Trained is two mons