Achamo-chan
Lurker Lady
This is old. Really old. I think this made its FF.N debut on the day the game it was based on was released... nobody read it there, and chances are nobody's going to read it here. Oh, well... PG-13 for later happenings. It's PG right now...
1: VS Horsea ;116;
"Clef... Cle-faaa!"
"Cleffa! For heaven's sake, shut up!"
"...clef..."
It was night in Viridian City, and the moon was full...
Living hell for Leaf.
"Cle... Clef-fa! Clef-fa! Clef-"
"WHAT did I just tell you?!"
The brown-haired girl's normally hyperactive Cleffa just got worse on nights like this... to darken Leaf's mood, her shopping was nowhere near finished. Four bags of groceries were in her hands, a yellow shoulder bag purchased for the upcoming school year inside one and various foodstuffs in the others. Cleffa bounced around her in circles.
Above her, a Pokeball fell...
"Apples, salad mix, milk, eggs, bread, orange juice, half-and-half...
fell...
half-and-half, come on... oh, I knew I forgot something!"
fell...
"Eh, it can wait until tomorrow. Mom's always saying she needs to cut back on how many cups of coffee she drinks..."
and hit Leaf on her plastic party hat, bought on a whim at the supermarket.
"What the heck..."
She trailed off when she saw just what had hit her.
"A Pokeball? Whichever butterfinger dropped this'll probably come looking for it..."
She looked up at the darkening sky that it had come from to find a steep cliff, many miles high.
"...then again, it wouldn't hurt to look at it while I wait." She put down the bags in one hand carefully, not wanting to spill eggs all over the place, picked up the Pokeball, and grinned- the boys in her class always battled with their Rattatas and Pidgeys, but she'd always beaten them with her trusty Cleffa. A new Pokemon to add to her roster- if there was a Pokemon in here- would tick them off very much indeed! She'd give the trainer five minutes, but until then...
She dropped the rest of her bags and struck a pose that she'd seen some caped guy on TV use. He'd defeated his opponent without breaking a sweat--maybe this was the new 'in' pose of the year? Good to remember to use on those dumb boys at school when they challenged her, anyway. Getting more into the act, she planted one foot behind her and prepared to throw the Pokeball, in a perfect imitation...
...and stopped mid-throw. What was in here, anyway? That guy had yelled out his pokemon's name--Dragonair, she was sure--and then thrown it whilst yelling, 'GO!' Leaf hadn't a clue as to what was in here... but that was what improvisation was for!
"Whatsit, GO!" She threw the Pokeball-
"Bulba?" A small green pokemon with a bulb on its back materialized in a flash of white light. The pokemon looked up at Leaf's strange position--she still hadn't finished throwing--(what had he done after this, anyway?) and stood there staring like a deer in headlights. Cleffa poked it once, seemed to shrug, and continued bouncing.
Leaf finished, taking a more relaxed position. "What?" she asked, noticing the small pokemon's stare. She didn't have any more time to comment on this, though...
"Little girls like you shouldn't be out this late..." Leaf whirled to see a man with a blue seahorse at his side. The man was dressed entirely in black, except for a red R. A red R... wait, isn't that the sign of-
"T-Team Rocket..." Team Rocket was an urban myth; a near-legendary gang that stole pokemon and various other items that tickled their fancy- children, even! Leaf's mother had never been fond of her battling, and had tried to use the criminals as encouragement to stop ('If you continue like this, Team Rocket will kidnap you as walk home and turn you into a pokemon!' 'Yes, Mom...'). Leaf had never listened- but now, her mother's prediction could be coming true! "What do you want?" The girl's face paled slightly as she took a step backward, pink skirt flying in that same direction due to the evening breeze.
"What do you think? Give me that Bulbasaur!" The Rocket Grunt signaled to his Pokemon with his hand as he said, "Show her we mean buisness, Horsea!" The dark interior of Horsea's snout was beginning to light up. It was obviously gathering energy for something... but what? Leaf's expertise was limited to Pokemon found in the nearby forest and a few she'd seen on a field trip to a gym in Pewter City--and this was definitely not one of those! She quickly thought of an attack.
"Uh... Bulbasaur, Tackle!" Luckily, Bulbasaur knew the attack, and it charged toward Horsea, knocking it to the floor just in time for an enormous burst of light to fly harmlessly into the air. It got up and managed to balance itself precariously on its tightly curled tail, barely weakened by the attack.
This won't work... What if that light hits my Pokemon? I've got to think of a plan... If he wanted the Bulbasaur, then she'd have to protect it! "Cleffa, Pound! Make sure that you protect Bulbasaur!" Cleffa raced toward Horsea as fast as it could on its stubby legs and slammed its fist into the aquatic Pokemon. It flew backwards a little, but got back up.
"Horsea, Smokescreen!" Horsea filled the area with smoke, blinding everyone. Bulbasaur looked back at its new mistress, realized that she really didn't know anything about the art of special attack, and did it anyway, extending two vines from the base of its bulb and using them to find Horsea. Soon, the attack connected, and the other vine joined the first, holding it in place while the Seed Pokemon hit it repeatedly with Razor Leaf. With each hit, Horsea squealed, but soon, its cries died down.
When the smoke cleared, all Leaf saw was that Bulbasaur was holding a knocked out Horsea up with two vines extending from the base of its bud. Having seen his supposedly strong Pokemon completely defeated in such a short time, the Grunt was in a state of disbelief.
"How could Vine Whip do that much damage? Horsea, return!" Despite his defeat, he grinned at the girl. "Don't look so cocky. You're pretty good, but that doesn't mean you can beat our boss." He pulled out a strange ball and threw it down, causing smoke to fill the area. "I think that I'll be seeing you around," he said as the thick, gray smoke concealed him entirely. When it dispersed, the Grunt was gone.
Leaf laughed, "And every time you do, I'll be ready and waiting to cream you again!" Tired, the girl gathered her belongings and looked up at the sky to check on how late she was running. Startled by how black it had become, she carefully gathered her grocery bags and ran towards home at top speed, knowing that her mother would only get angrier as it got later...
Sure enough, a worried and angry Marion Rosales met her daughter at the door of her spacious house in downtown Viridian. The Rosaleses were well-off, and Marion had never really understood why Leaf wanted to go out into the world for something akin to her brother's old bottlecap collection. Besides, considering how many went missing each year, it was much better for Leaf to stay home, where nothing could get her! At least, that was the idea... but not everything can go according to plan...
1: VS Horsea ;116;
"Clef... Cle-faaa!"
"Cleffa! For heaven's sake, shut up!"
"...clef..."
It was night in Viridian City, and the moon was full...
Living hell for Leaf.
"Cle... Clef-fa! Clef-fa! Clef-"
"WHAT did I just tell you?!"
The brown-haired girl's normally hyperactive Cleffa just got worse on nights like this... to darken Leaf's mood, her shopping was nowhere near finished. Four bags of groceries were in her hands, a yellow shoulder bag purchased for the upcoming school year inside one and various foodstuffs in the others. Cleffa bounced around her in circles.
Above her, a Pokeball fell...
"Apples, salad mix, milk, eggs, bread, orange juice, half-and-half...
fell...
half-and-half, come on... oh, I knew I forgot something!"
fell...
"Eh, it can wait until tomorrow. Mom's always saying she needs to cut back on how many cups of coffee she drinks..."
and hit Leaf on her plastic party hat, bought on a whim at the supermarket.
"What the heck..."
She trailed off when she saw just what had hit her.
"A Pokeball? Whichever butterfinger dropped this'll probably come looking for it..."
She looked up at the darkening sky that it had come from to find a steep cliff, many miles high.
"...then again, it wouldn't hurt to look at it while I wait." She put down the bags in one hand carefully, not wanting to spill eggs all over the place, picked up the Pokeball, and grinned- the boys in her class always battled with their Rattatas and Pidgeys, but she'd always beaten them with her trusty Cleffa. A new Pokemon to add to her roster- if there was a Pokemon in here- would tick them off very much indeed! She'd give the trainer five minutes, but until then...
She dropped the rest of her bags and struck a pose that she'd seen some caped guy on TV use. He'd defeated his opponent without breaking a sweat--maybe this was the new 'in' pose of the year? Good to remember to use on those dumb boys at school when they challenged her, anyway. Getting more into the act, she planted one foot behind her and prepared to throw the Pokeball, in a perfect imitation...
...and stopped mid-throw. What was in here, anyway? That guy had yelled out his pokemon's name--Dragonair, she was sure--and then thrown it whilst yelling, 'GO!' Leaf hadn't a clue as to what was in here... but that was what improvisation was for!
"Whatsit, GO!" She threw the Pokeball-
"Bulba?" A small green pokemon with a bulb on its back materialized in a flash of white light. The pokemon looked up at Leaf's strange position--she still hadn't finished throwing--(what had he done after this, anyway?) and stood there staring like a deer in headlights. Cleffa poked it once, seemed to shrug, and continued bouncing.
Leaf finished, taking a more relaxed position. "What?" she asked, noticing the small pokemon's stare. She didn't have any more time to comment on this, though...
"Little girls like you shouldn't be out this late..." Leaf whirled to see a man with a blue seahorse at his side. The man was dressed entirely in black, except for a red R. A red R... wait, isn't that the sign of-
"T-Team Rocket..." Team Rocket was an urban myth; a near-legendary gang that stole pokemon and various other items that tickled their fancy- children, even! Leaf's mother had never been fond of her battling, and had tried to use the criminals as encouragement to stop ('If you continue like this, Team Rocket will kidnap you as walk home and turn you into a pokemon!' 'Yes, Mom...'). Leaf had never listened- but now, her mother's prediction could be coming true! "What do you want?" The girl's face paled slightly as she took a step backward, pink skirt flying in that same direction due to the evening breeze.
"What do you think? Give me that Bulbasaur!" The Rocket Grunt signaled to his Pokemon with his hand as he said, "Show her we mean buisness, Horsea!" The dark interior of Horsea's snout was beginning to light up. It was obviously gathering energy for something... but what? Leaf's expertise was limited to Pokemon found in the nearby forest and a few she'd seen on a field trip to a gym in Pewter City--and this was definitely not one of those! She quickly thought of an attack.
"Uh... Bulbasaur, Tackle!" Luckily, Bulbasaur knew the attack, and it charged toward Horsea, knocking it to the floor just in time for an enormous burst of light to fly harmlessly into the air. It got up and managed to balance itself precariously on its tightly curled tail, barely weakened by the attack.
This won't work... What if that light hits my Pokemon? I've got to think of a plan... If he wanted the Bulbasaur, then she'd have to protect it! "Cleffa, Pound! Make sure that you protect Bulbasaur!" Cleffa raced toward Horsea as fast as it could on its stubby legs and slammed its fist into the aquatic Pokemon. It flew backwards a little, but got back up.
"Horsea, Smokescreen!" Horsea filled the area with smoke, blinding everyone. Bulbasaur looked back at its new mistress, realized that she really didn't know anything about the art of special attack, and did it anyway, extending two vines from the base of its bulb and using them to find Horsea. Soon, the attack connected, and the other vine joined the first, holding it in place while the Seed Pokemon hit it repeatedly with Razor Leaf. With each hit, Horsea squealed, but soon, its cries died down.
When the smoke cleared, all Leaf saw was that Bulbasaur was holding a knocked out Horsea up with two vines extending from the base of its bud. Having seen his supposedly strong Pokemon completely defeated in such a short time, the Grunt was in a state of disbelief.
"How could Vine Whip do that much damage? Horsea, return!" Despite his defeat, he grinned at the girl. "Don't look so cocky. You're pretty good, but that doesn't mean you can beat our boss." He pulled out a strange ball and threw it down, causing smoke to fill the area. "I think that I'll be seeing you around," he said as the thick, gray smoke concealed him entirely. When it dispersed, the Grunt was gone.
Leaf laughed, "And every time you do, I'll be ready and waiting to cream you again!" Tired, the girl gathered her belongings and looked up at the sky to check on how late she was running. Startled by how black it had become, she carefully gathered her grocery bags and ran towards home at top speed, knowing that her mother would only get angrier as it got later...
Sure enough, a worried and angry Marion Rosales met her daughter at the door of her spacious house in downtown Viridian. The Rosaleses were well-off, and Marion had never really understood why Leaf wanted to go out into the world for something akin to her brother's old bottlecap collection. Besides, considering how many went missing each year, it was much better for Leaf to stay home, where nothing could get her! At least, that was the idea... but not everything can go according to plan...
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