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Chapter Five: No Spare Parts

Ren and Panahi battled a trainer and her Zigzagoon on a grassy knoll overlooking a little seaside village. The Zigzagoon charged, and Panahi hit it in the face with Water Gun. It teetered, dizzy, and collapsed.

“Nice shot, Panahi!”

“Why, thank you!”

The trainer recalled her pokemon. “Nice battle. That is some Wingull.”

“Thanks!” Panahi flew to Ren’s shoulder as the trainer waved and went on her way. “You see that? She said you were a good battler.”

Panahi shuffled her wings primly. “I never said I wasn’t.”

Ren did not get to tease her any further as they were interrupted by a loud chirp from the lone tree sitting atop the hill. There was a Common Taillow with a bright splash of red across its face and breast sitting on one of the branches. It called out to Panahi and Ren again, gesturing with its wings.

“She saw us win that match and she wants to battle,” Panahi translated, then narrowed her eyes and clacked her beak irritably. “She also says she’ll join your team if we can beat her.”

And why did you accept her challenge?

“I figured she must have wanted a trainer really badly. And I thought I could at least give her enough practice to help her impress someone. You know, because I’m a fool.”

“Well, how about it, Ahi?”

“Sure thing, Honey. I think I can take a Taillow, even a cocky one.”

“Alright, open with a Water Gun. Soak her wings!”

Panahi took to the air, and the Taillow followed a second later. Panahi shot off a stream of water as the Taillow arrowed towards her. But before it landed, the Taillow opened her mouth wide, and huge wave of concussive sound burst forth. The Water Gun fell apart, and the sound wave collided with Panahi like a wall. She reeled backward through the air before her wings crumpled and she plummeted. Ren ran forward and caught her.

“Houou no niji! Are you okay, Ahi?”

Panahi groaned and Ren withdrew her. The Taillow landed back on her perch and waited, eyes glinting in anticipation.

“Akahana, are you up for this?” The Poochyena nodded grimly and stalked forward, legs stiff and hackles bristling. “You won’t be able to take more than one hit from her, so you have to make yours count. Wait for her to dive and use Thunder Fang.”

The Taillow swooped down, and Akahana leapt to the side as the Taillow released another Boomburst. Akahana was knocked sideways—a glancing blow—but she rolled and sprung back to her paws in one fluid motion. The Taillow flapped a few times in surprised before banking sharply to come in for another pass, diving lower this time. Akahana coiled, sparks leaking from her jaws. The Taillow waited until she was very close before opening its mouth to fire.

“NOW!” Ren cried.

Akahana sprang into the air, and the sound wave ruffled her fur as it passed beneath her. She rolled forward, catching the Taillow’s tail in her teeth, and there was a bright flash as she discharged. The Taillow jerked violently backward, and its back hit the ground hard just before Akahana landed on top of it, forepaws pinning its wings. The Taillow convulsed beneath her, and electricity fizzled through its feathers.

Ren ran forward and dropped to her knees as she reached into her bag, and Akahana jumped off the prone Taillow. “You better not be dead,” Ren muttered as she sprayed it carefully with a potion.

Akahana sat back on her haunches and sighed, fur laying flat again. A moment later, the Taillow opened its eyes.

“Thank Arceus.” Ren sighed, and her head lolled into her hand for several seconds before she came back to herself and sprayed the Taillow again, this time with a paralyze heal.

The Taillow’s breathing evened out, and Ren rounded on Akahana. “Chikuso! What the hell was that! Were you trying to kill them?”

“No,” Akahana responded, cocking her head. “She could have hurt me just as badly with a move like that.”

“She’s a wild, you’re not. She hasn’t learned control.”

“Training or no, battling is dangerous. You must know that?”

Before Ren could answer, the Taillow popped up. It hopped over to Akahana and chirped cheerfully with a dip of her head.

Akahana dipped her head back. “Thank you.”

That gave Ren pause. “She’s not mad?”

“She understands.”

Ren started to say something back, but it caught in her throat. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to sort it out. In the end, she closed her mouth and rubbed her left hand over the long thin scar on her right forearm. The pokemon continued their conversation without her as she wrestled with herself.

“Ren.”

Ren startled back to the present, and it was jarring. For a moment she couldn’t remember what was happening.

Akahana continued. “She would like to be on your team. She says most of the trainers that came through here couldn’t beat her. She was very impressed.”

“Are you sure she—”

“Please.” Once again that stopped Ren dead. “She’s strong. I know we have a flying-type already, but she really wants to train with us.”

Ren willed herself to focus and locked eyes with Akahana. She looked… pleading. It took Ren a moment to sort that, but then it was obvious. Akahana did feel badly about hurting the Taillow. It was an accident, and Ren had yelled at her for it.

So, we aren’t going to talk about that now?

“You already know what happened.”

That’s hardly the point.

“Just give me a bit more time. It will come up plenty.”

As you wish.

“I didn’t mean it like that. I’d be honored to have her.” Ren pulled out a pokeball and offered it. The Taillow looked back at Akahana for confirmation before hopping forward excitedly and pecking the button. Ren looked down at the ball for a moment before stowing it.

“I’m sorry, Aka. You’re right, and I shouldn’t have yelled at you.” She clutched her arm again and rode through the surge in her stomach. “I just—I have a hard time—” Her hand was changing color from lack of circulation, but it still wasn’t enough. “Nevermind,” she sighed and let go. “That was one hell of a battle.”

Ren offers her hand to Akahana, with a cautious smile. Akahana hesitated for a moment, looking at Ren’s face with her piercing red eyes. Then she closed them and pressed her head into Ren’s hand.

...

Ren trudged through dark, dense woods with Panahi resting on one shoulder and Iki curled in her arms. Everything was covered with moss, vines, and lichen save for the ferns and mushrooms that sprouted up between roots and rotting logs. Leaf litter crunched beneath her boots, and the canopy tapered above them. She had been in forests before, even old ones, but none like this.

Akahana trotted ahead this time, raising her head periodically to scent the air. Tāraki leapt through the branches ahead of them, attempting to lead, but his path wandered. Māia the Taillow tittered at him, then swooped in a new direction, calling for the others to follow. Ren caught up while they argued. She slumped, letting out a sigh.

“I don’t even mind that we’re lost. I just need a break.”

“I hate how closed it is in here,” said Panahi. “I can’t see the sky at all. May I go in my ball for a while?”

“Absolutely,” said Ren with relief and straightened as the Wingull’s weight left her shoulder.

“It is kind of scary in here,” Iki admitted. “Can I go too?”

“Sure,” Ren sighed and withdrew her as well. “Who wants to tell her she’ll be doing a lot of training in this forest?”

“I think we’re starting to attract attention,” Akahana growled.

Ren looked around more carefully and began to notice that they were surrounded by unusually large mushrooms. Then she saw one move and could hear it quietly snickering. She pulled out her dex, which informed her that they were all Shroomish of about half a dozen different variants.

“Maa… Kai would love this.”

Akahana grumbled, and Ren opened her mouth to inform the bickering pair of their current situation, when one of the Shroomish made itself known by stepping forward into the clearing. Its dome was porcelain white with just a little brown at the top, and its squat legs were a dark sepia. It tittered at them, setting off what sounded a lot like laughter from the rest.

“We are not lost!” Tāraki insisted, and Māia’s tweet seemed of a similar sentiment.

“Do you know where a pond with dark water is?” Akahana cut across them. She rolled her eyes at whatever the Shroomish said back but followed when it began to march off slightly to the right of where they were headed. “She’ll take us.”

“You’re the best, Aka.”

Akahana acknowledged that with a flick of her ears, and the other Shroomish parted to let them pass. Tāraki and Māia shrugged at each other and followed.

It turned out they had been fairly close to Tea Pond but probably wouldn’t have found it themselves. Ren stripped down to her sports bra and spandex shorts and took a swim. Panahi paddled around placidly, and Iki skittered nervously across the surface, never straying far from Ren. Tāraki crouched on a rock near the shore and amused himself by plunging his hand in and watching it disappear into the dark water. Māia swept back and forth overhead, practicing her aerial acrobatics, and Akahana and the Shroomish watched from the bank.

Ren dried off on shore with Iki crouching beneath her tented knees. Once she’d had something to eat, she set about assigning exercises to her team.

“Panahi, I want you to practice your Water Gun accuracy on a moving target. Tāraki, you’re the target, and I want you to dodge as best as you can. Try out whatever you feel and see what works.”

“Awesome!” Tāraki crowed, already bouncing. “Come on, Panahi!”

“Alright, Fiddlehead,” Panahi sighed, stretching out her long wings.

“Iki, I want you to practice landing Fell Stinger on Akahana.” The Surskit glanced nervously at Akahana but nodded. “And Akahana I want you to lean on that Quick Feet ability to keep away without running.” Akahana nodded curtly and paced off a little way to get clear of Panahi’s spray. “Māia, you and I are gonna do some drills to get that Quick Attack up to par.”

The Taillow whistled back and leapt off her branch to begin.

Iki peered up at Māia as she swooped, banked, and dove, barely able to follow her movements. She shuffled a little farther away.

“Are you ready?” Akahana prompted, and Iki startled.

“Actually, I was wondering if—if I could ask you for some advice? Before we start?”

Akahana sat down. “Sure. What about?”

“Um, well, any general advice you might have about battling. You always seem like you know what you’re doing, and I… I have no idea.”

Akahana, doesn’t answer immediately, taking time to consider her response. “You need to look out for yourself. Don’t let her put you in danger.”

Iki’s eyes went wide with surprise, and she glanced worriedly at Ren. “She wouldn’t do that, would she?”

“I don’t know. That’s the point.” Iki drooped, and Akahana sighed. “Look, the way I figure it, any trainer that puts up with that mon,” she jerked her head at Tāraki, who was taking a Water Gun directly to the face because he’d a fancy backflip instead of ducking sensibly, “can’t be that bad, or that picky. That’s why I agreed to be on her team. But this battling business is a competition for them. They play for themselves with our lives. She’s good at this, so if we stick with her, we’ll get stronger. But the more powerful we become, the greater the competition. Some day, one of us might not be strong enough, might not compliment the roster enough, might become expendable. I can hope she stays grounded, gets attached to us, takes care of us. But it’s not wise to rely on it. Humans can be fickle and cruel.”

Iki turns turned away and watched Ren and her teammates for a minute. “…You’re right, and if anybody’s going to be expendable, it’s me. I’m just a bug. Battling scares me, but I have nothing to go back to. This is my best shot at a real life, a life that means something…”

Akahana sighed deeply. “Same here, bug.”

“Did that really happen? I guess I’m not that surprised but—wait, how did you see that? I know you've been in my head, but I didn’t know that was how they became friends.”

They are connected to you, and so I am bonded with them as well.

“Even though Iki…”

It does not matter. You are still bonded.

“Naruhodo… Why did you show me this?”

I wanted you to understand whose belief you won, how hard it was, and how much you have done for all of them.

“Well, I always knew Akahana had reservations, and her loyalty always felt like an honor. But I suppose it is different to see it.”

Exactly.

“Right. Now, on to my original reason for looking back at this particular training session…”

“Take a breather, Māia! You did great!” Ren called.

“I’m tapping out for a bit,” Panahi huffed behind them. “I don’t have a single Water Gun left in me.”

Tāraki whined and slunk back over when Ren called him. “I have another exercise if you still have still have so much energy.”

“Ooh! What is it?”

“Absorb practice. You’ll be learning Mega Drain soon and we really need to get your focus up.”

“But I hate Absorb,” Tāraki grumbled as he turned to start.

Ren turned to find Panahi and the Shroomish engaged in conversation. Panahi nodded along as she listened, and it didn’t take long for Ren’s curiosity to get the better of her.

“What is she saying?”

“She’s interested in the training exercises,” Panahi explained. “She’s never seen it before. She thought you had to battle other pokemon to get stronger.”

“Well, you still do have to battle other pokemon. It’s the only way to gain power. But the exercises build up your potential and make you stronger over the long haul. And of course, practicing strategies, movements, and execution makes winning battles a lot easier and safer, so it speeds your rate of growth too.”

Panahi and the Shroomish stared at her.

“I’m sorry. That was probably a bit much.”

“Not at all, Honey. It’s always a comfort to hear how well you know this business. Makes me proud to have signed on with you.” Ren felt herself turning red, and Panahi smiled. “Let me just make sure our wild friend here understood all of that.”

Ren was grateful for the opportunity to recompose herself while the Shroomish listened intently to Panahi’s translation.

“She loved it,” Panahi reported. She wants to stay and watch us a bit more if that’s alright. She says she’ll show us some other features of the forest in exchange.”

Ren smiled. “That sounds great.”

...

Ren trudged contentedly through the forest, following the Shroomish, and Tāraki popped his head out of a nearby tree.

“Is there any way she could move a little faster?” he whined. “I know she has short legs, but I swear she’s slow on purpose.”

“Whine all you want, but I’m glad she found us.”

“I guess Tea Pond was pretty cool,” Tāraki grumbled, face scrunched like there was a sour taste in his mouth “and the berry grove—”

“And let’s not forget how much you loved that moss rock.”

“Well—”

“And that fern glen was pretty sweet.”

“Yes, yes. It was all pretty cool, I’ll admit that. I just think it’s time to get back to the main path.”

“Why so goal oriented all of a sudden?” Ren teased.

The Shroomish chirped, and Tāraki’s face contorted in indignant rage. “That’s why!”

“Got some mouth on her, huh?”

“Yes,” Tāraki hissed through his teeth.

“Well, if it’s any comfort, this should be the last stop on the tour. We are pretty close to Route 104. Then it will be back to the battle grindstone for you. I want to make sure you’re well prepped for the gym. Not to mention we could use at least a little money for food and—”

The Shroomish stopped, listening. Tāraki dropped out of the tree onto Ren’s shoulder. She looked around and saw wild pokemon moving around them, in the opposite direction they were currently headed. The Shroomish purred lowly.

“What’s up?”

“Something strange. Maybe a human in trouble?”

“Let’s find out.”

Ren took the lead, and the Shroomish fell in behind her. As they got nearer, Ren could hear raised voices. She slowed as they approached, placing her boots carefully, so as not to make too much noise. The scene that emerged was an oddly familiar one. There was a middle-aged man on the ground, backed up against a tree trunk with a Poochyena snarling in his face. Only this time it was brown rather than gray and clearly belonged to the tall, rough teenager looming over the scene. He had short, messy hair and was swimming in a red hoodie and charcoal pants two sizes too big for him.

“And that’s when everything started, though it took awhile for me to figure that out.”

“HEY!” Ren yelled before she could think better of it or even really process everything in front of her. “What the hell is going on here?”

The attention of all three snapped to her immediately, and she felt Tāraki’s tail waggle agitatedly behind her head. That drew the eyes of the man on the ground.

“You’re a trainer, right? Please help me! He’s trying to steal my equipment!”

“Stay out of this, kid,” the teen warned her. “You don’t know what this is about.”

Ren’s brow set. “I think I know enough.”

“I don’t want to hurt anybody.”

“It did occur to me that he might actually mean that. It sounded like he did. But all the evidence pointed the other way, and I couldn’t risk it. To even threaten to use your pokemon on another person… Desperation can be just as dangerous as malice. I didn’t know what he was capable of, only what I was.”

“Tāraki, Quick Attack!”

Tāraki jumped off her shoulder in a blur of speed and body-checked the Poochyena off the man before any of them could react. The man scrambled backward, and Tāraki and Ren planted themselves between him and the other two.

The teen’s fists balled at his sides. “You’re making a b-b-b-b—a mistake!” he stammered.

“So are you,” Ren shot back. She could see his jaw muscles grow taught before he barked out a command.

“Bite!”

“Absorb!”

Tāraki’s Absorb hit before the Poochyena could reach him, but it kept coming and sunk its teeth into his tail. Tāraki twisted away, face hard and muscles coiled.

“Keep your distance, Tāraki, and keep using Absorb.”

“If that’s how you want to battle—Fang, use Howl, then Bite!”

The Poochyena raised its head and howled, glowing softly as power surged around it. Tāraki charged up another Absorb and launched it as the Poochyena ran at him. Its jaws snapped shut just short of him as he somersaulted out of the way. The Poochyena shuddered as Absorb sapped its energy but it stayed on its feet.

Tāraki couldn’t take another Bite with the Howl boost, so Ren helped him dodge and slowly sap his strength back. Tāraki dove under the Poochyena in a moment of particular daring, but it paid off. The Poochyena tripped and landed hard. Tāraki slapped its flank with his tail as it got back to its paws, and it wobbled. As close as this was, they nearly had it.

“Come on, Fang!” the guy growled. “Get—” but then he stopped because a golden powder was drifting down from the branches above him and his pokemon. Ren followed his gaze and saw the Shroomish using Stun Spore.

“Shit!” he swore and recalled his Poochyena, who was twitching as the paralysis took hold. He began to stumble away, clearly feeling the effects of the spores himself, and paused to brace himself against a tree for a moment. “Th-this isn’t over!” he yelled before starting off again.

Ren made no attempt to follow. “He’s got some nerve calling me kid.” she muttered. “That gangly asshole can’t possibly be over seventeen.” When he was well out of sight, she turned back to the older man, who was standing and brushing himself off. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, thank you, miss.” he said calmly. She had expected him to be in shock after being threatened with a pokemon. “That was very clever with your Shroomish.”

“Oh, no. She’s wild. That was all her,” Ren shrank back from the… compliment? He probably didn’t realize the implication. Maybe he was in shock.

“Well, thank you anyway. You and your Treecko were very brave.”

“No problem.” She offered him a reassuring smile. “But if you don’t mind me asking, what exactly was that all about?”

“I don’t really know myself,” he answered, picking a silver briefcase off the ground. She eyed him carefully, and he shrugged. “Must have thought I had something valuable.”

“I should go report this, but please take my card. I work for Devon. If you ever need a favor, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Ren took the card, and it did look quite normal and legitimate. His name was Dr. Graeme Aarden, and he was the head of the fossil revival department.

You have superb instincts, or at least a very keen mind under pressure.

“Of course, I looked him up later and found out he was not only a real scientist but a leading expert in his field, which made me feel very silly about being so suspicious.”

But you were right, in a way.

“I guess I was.”

“Let me at least escort you to the road.” Ren said as he was about to leave. “I was headed that way anyway.”

“Oh, thank you, you are too kind.”

He started walking, and she was about to follow but paused. “Tāraki, I know we had that battle, you did great, but thank the Shroomish for me please. That was super smart of her, and she didn’t have to do that for us.”

Tāraki nodded and passed the message on while they all headed for Route 104.

...

Iki lunged at a trainer’s Seedot, thorn glowing lime green, and managed to catch it just beneath its cap. It keeled over, and the other trainer recalled it.

“Wow. I haven’t lost like that in a while.”

“Hear that, Iki? Nice job!” Iki smiled tentatively. “Oh, and nice battle by the way,” Ren told the trainer and held out her hand. “It was smart to use bide like that.”

“Thanks,” she responded and took the offered hand.

They exchanged a few more pleasantries, which Ren’s team waited patiently through, before parting ways with a friendly wave.

There was more light ahead of them on the trail, meaning they were finally close to the edge of the forest.

“I guess it’s time to get to Rustboro.” She turned to look at her team, and her eyes fell on the Shroomish. “I guess this is goodbye, then. Thank you for all of your help.

The Shroomish looked around and then up at Ren, gurgling seriously.

“Actually, she’d rather come with us, if that’s alright,” said Panahi

Ren smiled down at her. “Sure. I’d be honored.”

Tāraki looked a tad annoyed at that, and Akahana blinked in surprise. Ren crouched down and pulled out a pokeball.

“Sorry I don’t have a name for you yet. I’ll try and think of one before I register you at the next center.”

The Shroomish was not the least bit bothered and hit the button. Ren stood and looked fondly at the pokeball.

“So, Tāraki, this isn’t going to be a problem for you, is it?”

“Of course not,” he said, crossing his arms. “If you think she should be on the team, then it’s fine with me. I don’t know if we’ll be best friends, but I’ll try to get along.”

“Thanks, Shima.”

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aussie-the-hedgehog · 5 years

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The Loving Care of a Friend

The sun was setting on a beautiful day in Santalune City, with rain soon to come. The Roselia fountain bubbled happily, blissfully unaware of what happened just minutes after the same result transpired. For the third time in as many hours, Chase had lost to Viola, the Santalune Gym Leader. Each time he lost, he ran back to the same fountain to figure out what he did wrong. He was always known as a persistent boy who never gave up in anything he did. The same applied to his early journey as a Pokémon Trainer.

This time, there was no reflecting on what he did wrong. All that sat in his mind was regret. He could not control the hateful words he spewed out about himself.

“Why can’t I remember to order Froakie to use its frubbles to help him withstand Vivillon’s Gust combined with Surskit’s Ice Beam on the battlefield? I made so many rash decisions out there… again.” he muttered quietly to himself.

Then his silent grumbling turned into incessant shouting as he rose from the bench. “I’m such an incompetent Trainer! Why did I set out on this journey in the first place?! I THOUGHT I WOULD BE THE GREATEST TRAINER EVER!!!”

As he slowly sat back down, he quieted his tone but still held nothing back. “Maybe my parents were right. Perhaps I was too immature and brash to set out through Kalos to become Master of the region. I just don’t have what it takes.”

Then he truly began to break down. Tears began to stream out of his eyes, much like the fountain that stood to his left. His hat fell to the ground as he placed both hands on the side of his head. Tear marks began to form on the hat as he continued to sob.

No one had come to sympathize with Chase. His fit of outrage scared the townsfolk. They thought he was beyond their help. It seemed like no one was willing to come alongside Chase and encourage him.

But there was one - his lifelong friend, Katrina, who stood mere inches in front of her crushed companion.

The two both grew up in Vaniville Town. Their parents were friends with each other, so they were practically siblings from the day they were born, which were only hours apart, Chase being five hours older than Katrina. They had each started their Pokémon journeys on the same day. Chase had gotten a head start on Katrina due to his eagerness to become a Trainer. He went ahead and chose a Froakie, while Katrina followed suit with a Fennekin.

Not only did the two share the same birthday, but they complimented one another well too. Chase was the brash but strong leader, while Katrina was considered the backbone, always looking out for his needs and cares.

They were always there for one another through thick and thin, like the time Chase used a wild Fletchling to ward off a couple mean girls for talking down to Katrina about her wearing glasses. There was another instance when Katrina severely sprained her ankle while riding a bike in town. Chase carried her to the town’s doctor’s office and made sure his parents paid for everything she needed there.

Katrina harkened back to those moments when she saw her best friend in shambles before her. Chase was always there to protect Katrina, so she knew it was her turn to provide loving care to him.

“…Chase?” she said gently.

Slowly lifting up his head, his tear-drenched eyes recognized her.

“Oh, hey Katrina,” he said somberly. “Nice of someone to stop by and offer me some sense of sympathy. Did you beat Viola yet?”

“Yeah… I did,” she muttered, not wanting to break his spirit even further.

“How many tries did it take you?” he inquired.

“Just…one.” she replied, still in a somber tone.

“Well, at least one of us has shown to be a competent Trainer… Wait a second, how did you beat her before me? I started my journey a few hours before you.”

“After one of your losses, you blitzed out of the gym,” she replied. “I walked in the entrance as you sped out. I greeted you but you seemed in a hurry, so I guess you didn’t notice me. In any case, I beat her in that instance.”

Chase sulked himself even further, “Wow. That makes two things I can’t do right, then. Being a competent Trainer and friend.”

“Chase, you can’t look at yourself like that,” Katrina said sympathetically. “Being a Pokémon Trainer is so much more than just sweeping through Gyms. It’s not all in the strength you have, or the intricate strategies you come up with. It’s about creating bonds with your Pokémon and staying grounded when things are tough. You can never get to the top on pure strength. It’s about working together as a team and never giving up until the end.”

“Easy for you to say,” he shot back at her. “You beat her on your first try. You don’t have a clue how I feel.”

Katrina stayed with it. “Chase, just because I beat her on the first try doesn’t mean it wasn’t challenging. Her strategy with Vivillon’s Gust combined with Surskit’s icy battlefield was tough. I made sure to stay calm. I encouraged Fennekin to hang in there and wait for its chance.

“When I saw an opening, I ordered it to use Ember. I got it to hit and it burned Vivillon. After that, I told Fennekin to use this opportunity to gently lay down on the ice field and melt the ice where it stood with its ears. Fennekin’s ears have heated air that can get as hot as 400 degrees, and I used that to my advantage.”

Chase did nothing but hang his head. He stayed silent for five lengthy minutes. He was not questioning Katrina’s logic. He wondered why he could not think so intelligently under pressure. He also realized his lack of belief in Froakie compared to how Katrina believed in Fennekin. He never really encouraged Froakie through the battle. He just kept barking orders at it and see what would work.

It was then in that instance that Katrina realized that perhaps the best encouragement was not instruction, but rather simple embrace.

She slowly approached Chase. He did not resist at all. She took a seat next to her battered friend, put her arm around him, and tears rapidly fell from his face again. She had never seen him like this before - broken, crushed, and lost.

Yet, she still stuck with him. She wrapped both arms around him and hugged him. As Chase continued bawling, Katrina started slowly crying as well. It struck her just how much her friend was reeling, and thought mourning with him was the right choice.

At that moment, the rain began to fall. It was just the two of them outside, as the rest of the townsfolk had taken shelter minutes before. As they noticed the rain drenching their hair, they knew it was time to get inside.

They slowly arose from the bench. Katrina assisted Chase to his feet. He felt weakness in legs from such a heavy and prolonged release of emotion. She also picked his hat up, which was soaked in the rain and his several tears and placed it back on him.

“Come on Chase,” Katrina said softly. “Let’s get to the Pokémon Center. We will heal up your Froakie and we can stay there for the night. Make rest your top priority tonight. Try not to think about anything related to the Gym battle. Focus on resting. If you need to talk about the battle or anything, don’t be afraid to come to me. I will be more than willing to listen to whatever is on your mind.”

“Thanks Katrina,” Chase said as he wiped the tears off his cheeks. He felt exhausted from all the emotion he unleashed. “I appreciate this... very much.”

“Anytime Chase!” Katrina replied happily. “I was glad to do it.”

"So, do you think...you could... you know.. come on this journey with me?” Chase struggled to find his words after his outburst. “I realize I left you in the dust because of my excitement of becoming a Trainer, but I’d love for you to come along. We’ve been through so much together, so I guess it makes sense that we embark on our Pokémon journey together as well.”

“Absolutely!” she proclaimed. “I look forward to all the people and Pokémon we’re going to meet, and growing as Trainers through victory and defeat. It’s going to be an adventure to remember!”

“Awesome!” Chase was feeling better already.

“But for now,” Katrina replied, “Let’s head into the Pokémon Center and get some rest. It’s been a long day for both of us, not to mention we’re soaking wet!”

“Oh yeah,” Chase laughed. “I forgot it was even raining.”

So the two friends rushed into the Pokémon Center amidst the rainfall, ready to begin their journey anew the next day. Chase seems determined to defeat Viola with confidence and calmness alike. But for now, encouragement from a lifelong friend and a good night’s rest is all he needs.

“Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.”

- Romans 12:15 (ESV)

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Dream from: May 19, 2018

Very brief there is soo sooo much more to say about all this than what im about to say of course. here goes. it’s already fading as i begin.

some idek weird schoolworld idk! a scrapbook with colorful photos of the old school but it was like washington showing the old cafeteria (not real life) and food court and bathroom hand washing stations idk. mrs cowing was there idk she was like mom or idek we were like related like family? too vague but she was showing me (not really reality me t all or even a physical being) pictures of her kids and in one i said ill try to find jackie (her daughter) and quickly pointed to a girl who looked like jackie and she said close but it was the girl to the left of her with a really orange tan.. eeetcccc.. so much holy craaappp so so much i cant even!!! nights and days of stuff.... some weird thing where i was trying to rescue animals through a cat door type thing i left open like a group of baby pandas wandered in then i opened another door in this tunnel thing leading up a staircase with this big room secret upsaairs thing where they lived until idk ?? we put the back in their natural enviromnent bc they were being poached or somethign what?? next door afar the whole time was mrs cowing in this weird train type really narrow trailer house wtff. it wasnt a neighborhood or anything kinda in the middle of nowhere field world wtf! there wre lambs, etc idk. and somewhere in the mix was karen alternate reality version she was like really naughty like promiscuous always with boys idk she was like sanding v oice messages to them like “come on bad boy” someting about bl****** it was weird idk what else happened with that. something with a bed then it cut away to a new segment of the dream... jumping around. i was trying to sneak on mrs cowing’s train for this one photo in her refrigerator? what? idek what it was some old photo like from the 90s maybe of something or someone? idk!!! then there was this whole thing with me and nori and like a field trip or something in this old school place or train or plane kinda with bunkbeds and idek!! it was in the middle of nowhere what. so i wanted a top bunk but this jellyfish thing wtf took my spot and nori was also on a top bunk and i was like thats so unfair i never get a top bunkbed and that jellyfish doesn’t even need a top bunk, it doesn’t even have a mind! so we moved the jellyfish and it was like 3 dead washed up jellyfish on the floor wtf…. next scene a school burning down on fire someone said “areas 1,2,3,7,8, are destroyed” or something like that. a whole thing involving that occurred…. like a pretty long / huge part of the dream but i forgot. more more omgg damnig!! i feel like I’m forgetting a huge huge segment… oh yeah the thing with the secret doors… well idont even but somehow it was then later like the incredibles family but mrs cowings family but also a made up family and they had to hide their kids which was kind of pilar,= & teagan, but NOT. they had to hide them in the upstairs dome hidden world i mentioned before with the pandas. for years. but they didn’t age. this part of the dream was huge i can’t even describe holy shyot!! so so much. aunt becky was there like a maid for us and other people idk! taking care and stuff and the kids or whatever they were were being really loud like laughing and playing crazily one day or early on and a neighbor guy bc it was somewhat like an apartment got concerned and ventured up the stairs secret and i told aunt becky quickly and she had protocol like she’d pretend it was like a castle (that makes sense. totally.) but i left and later i came back and the guy was actually there bc he and becky had talked over a dating app and was there to meet . so then they were in love lmao…. so much more holy crap!!! dad was there something in this place with a huge circus ring thing idek like a competition like some game show with random people from the audience getting picked but it was insaaanee and our aunt stacy (but her name was willy or wilbur in the story) kept getting picked and winning so much money. later cut to a scene of her house alternate reality x 10000 with weird rooms, puzzles, a garage thing where mom said she got rid of most o her bikes she used to have like 100 but then it was reduced to a toy box full wtf. i picked up my old light blue bike from 2012 ew and tried to ride it (irl we only have 4 bikes and i need a bike to go riding with the family) but when i tried to brake the handle break was broken so i couldn’t use that bike. mom said some bikes don’t have that? wtf. anyway so so much more i cannot even holy crapp!!!!!! so overwhelming. i missed a crapton but onto the “next” segment. some family reunion thing in this specific backyard wilderness forest woods setting that mustve been in an oooold dream or somehow fabricated based on fragments of childhood memories. like a family get together with lawn chairs, campfire, etc. logs lying around. while this was happening in my brain in the dream i was like so overcome bc i remembered this place from childhood. now that I’m awake i know i made that up. this wasn’t in rea life but it sure as heck felt like it!! so here we go. it was current day but it was weird everything felt like 2006-2009 idk! mason was younger, so were pilar and teagan. i took pilar’s pink ds because i had no cameraa w/ me and desperately wanted to photograph what i was seeing! but it took forever to take pictures it was so frustrating. like it kept lagging and stalling so it hooklike 30 seconds to take one picture & wanted to hurry because i felt like a time bomb was ticking and it all would vanish soon…. so we ventured along. i took pics of the pile of logs which was exactly how i “remembered it” from my real memories, the layout of the family sitting around in groups, the fields, the trees leading to the woods nearby.. when i was it. this specific stream arrangement to a secret secured place with a tree with a split kinda knot in it opened up like a pocket… we went closer , it was scary bc i didn’t want to drop the ds in the stream…. and i looked inside the wide knot of the tree and saw old messages, blue egg shells, white rocks. that we (my sisters, me and our cousins) left there last time we had gone there. i was so overcome with emotions like it was amazing like a lost part of my past (but this did not happen irl although it sure damn felt like it did!) the white rocks had our initials carved on it. “T.H. 2010” was the main one i kept seeing. and there were crumpled up pieces of paper with messages that were kinda washed away (the inked/penciled words) . there was this asian type girl with us too but idk who she was. but she discovered more stuff but i was like slow down i need to get pictures of this stuff first and preserve it!!!!! it was crazy i thought it was going to slip away before my eyes and disappear, i was kinda panicking. she had found more secret stuff we left behind. teagan found a littlest pet shop benny thing with some initials written on its foot in the tree. the girl found a magazine of our dad posting in the front cover for some local gymnastics halloween party thing idk. then we went inside this secret passage near the secluded area (but we never ended up going in there. it was like a little mini pond that the stream led to , dark in the shade of trees with weeping willows and stuff— like the surskit area in poke park wii idk) — and it was kinda scary in the secret hole idk not really but it was an old 2000s box t.v. playing dad’s tapes of gymnastics stuff and then stuffed with straw scarecrow type things sitting around it like a halloween props. they were in the pose of the picture on the cover, one of the dummies was supposed to resemble dad. there was a pumpkin on top of the tv. then it jumped around a bit idk and my camera/ds died i guess. so i rwanted to run back home . to get a real camera. mason and pilar came with me and we had to run dow a super steep hill like the one in town by hermann… mason had his bike, i was running so fast my feet couldn’t stop and i reach out my right hand and grabbed a pole and swung around it as mason massed under my arm, ducking. it was funny, perfect timing. then this whole segment of the dream pretty much abruptly ended. and now we’re at the last segment. i pretty much forgot it at this point. something really weird and not as memorable so I’m not really complaining. but it is annoying to forget. some weird prank type thing where this girl and this weird guy who was serving food hit it off and got married instantly. it was weird idk it was supposed to be like a funny prank thing but too vague to remember now. ufgh.it was weird idk what else happened with that. something with a bed then it cut away to a new segment of the dream... jumping around.

^^^ This.

#2018

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