A reboot of A Different Kind of PMD Story (A Vulpix Tail). It can be, and has been, considered both in the PMD and Trainer fic genres. So make of that as you will.
I figured the old thread was far too old to mess with. It'd be very confusing to onlookers too. So, as I did with TTL, I'm rebooting this as well.
Warnings
-Mild Teenager Stuff (infrequent, nondescript sexual humor / tasteful use of mild swears /lots of angst)
-Non-graphic violence (If you don't care for this, you should probably give up on the whole franchise, js)
-Extremely occasional, non-descript nudity (like, it shows up in the prologue and chapter 1, but that'll be about it for the rest of the story)
-???
-profit
PM List
-Klizcool ; Trickster Zorua ; Azurus ; JFought ;
If you want on the PM List, let me know! If you were on the old PM List, you will have to tell me to put you on the new one.
Chapter List
Chapter 0
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Impendence
Luke stared at his new, expensive backpack with contempt. It sat there on his desk chair, mocking him. The simple blue and black design did nothing to hide its true meaning from its owner. For the past week, it occupied the space in that chair, and Luke wouldn't touch it. His parents didn't quite understand what this bag had done to him to warrant such disapproval. He had to admit, though, that it wasn't the bag's fault. The bag was just concrete evidence of something he had been dreading: he was going to challenge the Pokemon League. He didn't want to go, but his parents really didn't care.
He sighed and shook his head at the pristine pack. Looking away, he stared across his disorganized room at the calendar on the wall. It was September 25. His glance hovered over the red ring imposed on tomorrow's date before tearing himself away from the calendar entirely. He turned, pulled the curtains in front of his window aside, and looked out at the small town of Accumula. It was nearly pitch-black outside. The new moon was barely yesterday, so the only light to be seen were the few street lamps in the middle of the city. Even those were dim to Luke since his house was at the edge of town. He studied the bleak scene for a few minutes. Distracted, he used his reflection to slide his long, blond hair out of his face. He wasn't the kind of person to be thoughtful about views from tall places; he was simply procrastinating.
He should have started preparing for his departure yesterday. He hadn’t.
It wasn't that he was scared of walking around semi-maintained paths through the wilderness with multitudes of super-powerful animals waiting to jump pedestrians. He just didn't want to. His scrawny form was much better suited to sitting at home, video game controller in hand, than climbing mountains. His parents assured him that there would be no mountain climbing or any other extraneous activity involved, but that didn’t sway his opinion.
Unfortunately, his parents weren't giving him a choice in the matter. His father was a successful gym trainer in Castelia City, and if Luke didn't follow in his footsteps, he'd disappoint his whole family. Or so they said, anyway. Luke’s family line had a history of being gym trainers, and this apparently implied that he should follow suit. But this meant that he had to compete in the Unova Circuit and earn the badge of the gym he wanted to apply for. This also meant he had to earn every badge before that, as per the job requirements. But he didn’t want to work in any gym. Quite frankly, he didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life at all. But it definitely wasn’t that.
He couldn't stay though. His mother would create Hell on Earth if he did that. Luke supposed that would be marginally worse than crawling through dirt and being without WiFi for extended periods of time.
"Luke!" his mother called from down the hall, disturbing his inner monologue. "Have you started packing yet?"
"Uh, no," he responded. If he lied, she would have found out anyway.
"Uh, then why not?" The small woman with scraggly, dirty-blond hair appeared in his doorway with a disappointed frown on her face.
"I dunno. I'll get to it. It won’t take that long."
She stared at Luke for a few seconds before rolling her eyes. "Whatever. Packed or not, you're going tomorrow. I love you, sweetie, but you can't sit at that desk forever." She didn't need or want a response, so she went back to whatever she was doing before.
Just as Luke was about to take out his phone to check his blog for the thirteenth time in past two hours, his mom called back out to him, "Oh, I almost forgot. Your clothes are in the dryer, and you need to go get them so I can keep going with the laundry."
The boy sighed in resignation. He collected the laundry hamper in the corner of room, dumped the clean clothes that were still there from last time onto his bed, and hurried downstairs with the empty basket. Halfway through his living room, he heard a faint knock at the door. Curious, he put the basket down, walked slowly over to the door, and looked out the peephole. There was no one there.
He frowned - then shrugged. He figured it must of been his imagination. As he went to retrieve the basket, he heard the knock again. Now convinced that he wasn't just hearing things, he went back to the door. He still couldn't see anyone outside, but his curiosity got the better of him. He unlocked the door and slowly pulled it open.
Luke didn't know what he was expecting to find, but it was certainly not the nude, teenage girl with fiery, red hair that was kneeling on his doormat. Before she could say anything, Luke slammed the door shut. He stared at the closed door for nearly a full minute thinking a variety of different thoughts before calling out, "Mom!"
"What is it, Luke?" she called back from upstairs.
"There's a naked girl at the door!"
I figured the old thread was far too old to mess with. It'd be very confusing to onlookers too. So, as I did with TTL, I'm rebooting this as well.
Warnings
-Mild Teenager Stuff (infrequent, nondescript sexual humor / tasteful use of mild swears /
-Non-graphic violence (If you don't care for this, you should probably give up on the whole franchise, js)
-Extremely occasional, non-descript nudity (like, it shows up in the prologue and chapter 1, but that'll be about it for the rest of the story)
-???
-profit
PM List
-Klizcool ; Trickster Zorua ; Azurus ; JFought ;
If you want on the PM List, let me know! If you were on the old PM List, you will have to tell me to put you on the new one.
Chapter List
Chapter 0
Impendence
Luke stared at his new, expensive backpack with contempt. It sat there on his desk chair, mocking him. The simple blue and black design did nothing to hide its true meaning from its owner. For the past week, it occupied the space in that chair, and Luke wouldn't touch it. His parents didn't quite understand what this bag had done to him to warrant such disapproval. He had to admit, though, that it wasn't the bag's fault. The bag was just concrete evidence of something he had been dreading: he was going to challenge the Pokemon League. He didn't want to go, but his parents really didn't care.
He sighed and shook his head at the pristine pack. Looking away, he stared across his disorganized room at the calendar on the wall. It was September 25. His glance hovered over the red ring imposed on tomorrow's date before tearing himself away from the calendar entirely. He turned, pulled the curtains in front of his window aside, and looked out at the small town of Accumula. It was nearly pitch-black outside. The new moon was barely yesterday, so the only light to be seen were the few street lamps in the middle of the city. Even those were dim to Luke since his house was at the edge of town. He studied the bleak scene for a few minutes. Distracted, he used his reflection to slide his long, blond hair out of his face. He wasn't the kind of person to be thoughtful about views from tall places; he was simply procrastinating.
He should have started preparing for his departure yesterday. He hadn’t.
It wasn't that he was scared of walking around semi-maintained paths through the wilderness with multitudes of super-powerful animals waiting to jump pedestrians. He just didn't want to. His scrawny form was much better suited to sitting at home, video game controller in hand, than climbing mountains. His parents assured him that there would be no mountain climbing or any other extraneous activity involved, but that didn’t sway his opinion.
Unfortunately, his parents weren't giving him a choice in the matter. His father was a successful gym trainer in Castelia City, and if Luke didn't follow in his footsteps, he'd disappoint his whole family. Or so they said, anyway. Luke’s family line had a history of being gym trainers, and this apparently implied that he should follow suit. But this meant that he had to compete in the Unova Circuit and earn the badge of the gym he wanted to apply for. This also meant he had to earn every badge before that, as per the job requirements. But he didn’t want to work in any gym. Quite frankly, he didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life at all. But it definitely wasn’t that.
He couldn't stay though. His mother would create Hell on Earth if he did that. Luke supposed that would be marginally worse than crawling through dirt and being without WiFi for extended periods of time.
"Luke!" his mother called from down the hall, disturbing his inner monologue. "Have you started packing yet?"
"Uh, no," he responded. If he lied, she would have found out anyway.
"Uh, then why not?" The small woman with scraggly, dirty-blond hair appeared in his doorway with a disappointed frown on her face.
"I dunno. I'll get to it. It won’t take that long."
She stared at Luke for a few seconds before rolling her eyes. "Whatever. Packed or not, you're going tomorrow. I love you, sweetie, but you can't sit at that desk forever." She didn't need or want a response, so she went back to whatever she was doing before.
Just as Luke was about to take out his phone to check his blog for the thirteenth time in past two hours, his mom called back out to him, "Oh, I almost forgot. Your clothes are in the dryer, and you need to go get them so I can keep going with the laundry."
The boy sighed in resignation. He collected the laundry hamper in the corner of room, dumped the clean clothes that were still there from last time onto his bed, and hurried downstairs with the empty basket. Halfway through his living room, he heard a faint knock at the door. Curious, he put the basket down, walked slowly over to the door, and looked out the peephole. There was no one there.
He frowned - then shrugged. He figured it must of been his imagination. As he went to retrieve the basket, he heard the knock again. Now convinced that he wasn't just hearing things, he went back to the door. He still couldn't see anyone outside, but his curiosity got the better of him. He unlocked the door and slowly pulled it open.
Luke didn't know what he was expecting to find, but it was certainly not the nude, teenage girl with fiery, red hair that was kneeling on his doormat. Before she could say anything, Luke slammed the door shut. He stared at the closed door for nearly a full minute thinking a variety of different thoughts before calling out, "Mom!"
"What is it, Luke?" she called back from upstairs.
"There's a naked girl at the door!"
I debated on whether to have start with clothes or not.
I hope you're not confused as to which one I chose.
As to why I chose it.
Well.
I dunno, it makes more sense?Yeah, we'll go with that
Anyway, Chapter 1 will be out within the hour.
I hope you're not confused as to which one I chose.
As to why I chose it.
Well.
I dunno, it makes more sense?
Anyway, Chapter 1 will be out within the hour.
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