Hmm, I've been experimenting with this for a long time, fine-tuning it. The only problem is that my comittment levels are hopless, the fic, i'll leave up to you.
Golden Eyes, Silver Heart
Drew was enroute to the Johto region, a quick boat ride and he was there. However, standing on the front deck and scanning the seemingly endless ocean, he did not seem as go-lucky as normal.
“Knowing May, she’ll follow me, but why get my hopes up?” he wondered, sighing.
Professor Elm’s laboratory was in chaos. Everyone was scattered everywhere on computers and writing notes frantically. Files and papers were scattered all over the floor and desks. And at the far end was Professor Elm, sweating horribly and banging his head down on the table repeatedly. There was a hectic mood all around.
May Maple obliviously stood at the front door with hopes of registering into the Johto contest league. She was wearing new clothes and planned on making an even better effort than in her other journeys and become the best coordinator ever.
“Okay, let’s do this!” May said to herself, walking through the automatic doors. The first steps into the laboratory caused her to gasp.
May could hear computers beeping, or seemingly about to explode. Phones ringing, desks being hit and people calling to one another from the other side of he room. People ran right past May, and she could feel the wind that the people caused by running by. After scanning the place around, May spied Professor Elm and started to walk towards him, being stopped every now and then by the traffic of running people.
“Professor Elm!” May began calling “I’m here to register up for Johto contests!”
May finally made it to the desk, Elm’s head was still pressed against the desk. As he looked up, he looked as if he was hung over.
Elm raised an eyebrow “Look, miss I don’t know if you’ve realized this but my lab is really busy at the moment. The last thing I need is to waste more time registering another coordinator. Go to the pokémon center,” he said. Elm sounded somewhat rude, but by the look of his face May couldn’t blame him. But still, there was one thing…
“There is no pokémon center in New Bark, I checked,” May say, sarcastically laughing. She recalled the half an hour she spent asking townsfolk only to realize the closest pokémon center was all the way in Cherrygrove. May was so eager to register she didn’t want to have to go to Cherrygrove to do so. Now, May could predict the words Elm was about to say, and she didn’t want to hear…
“Go to Cherrygrove then,” Elm said, putting his head back on the desk.
May chuckled on the verge of comical insanity ‘I knew it,’ she thought. May had gotten her hopes up to register ASAP. Apparently, going to Cherrygrove was as good as ASAP would get.
“Okay then,” May sighed “Bye,”. May began to walk backwards towards the front door. Again, she found herself halting for people running around the room. She was curious to find out why they were so hectic in the first place, bur she doubted they had the time to explain it to her. May found herself again at the front door, and left. Now, she was standing outside and breathing in the fresh air, but she immediately turned to look where the route to Cherrygrove was.
The sun was pretty bright, May placed on hand on her forehead to shield the sun. She used the other to check the time. 14:10. ‘That gives me roughly five hours to get to Cherrygrove before the pokémon center closes its door for newcomers. But I wonder if they have a different rule in Johto’ May wondered. Soon, May realized that she was just standing there, dilly-dalling.
May took a deep breath, she forced a big smile “Okay it’s settled! I’m going to Cherrygrove!” she exclaimed. That instant, she began to think about all the good things in Cherrygrove, the things that would drive her to keep on traveling until she made it.
In the small station in between routes 29 and 46, Drew sat down comfortably on a lounge, checking his watch frequently for the time he was prepared to leave.
A woman sat down next to him, middle-aged and cheery. Drew saw the woman turn to him.
“Um, I beg your pardon, but are you THE DREW! In Johto?!” The woman asked, on the verge of jumping for joy.
Drew nodded “How can I help you?”
The woman was turning read “Oh, I’m just so happy to meet you!” she cried “It is an absolute honor to have you here, in Johto!”
“Well yes when I heard the Johto region started up contests I felt compelled to check them out. I’ve only been here two days but it’s a pretty nice place,” Drew said.
“Really? You think Johto is a nice place! Wow, you’re such a gentleman!” The woman exclaimed.
Drew was feeling a little bothered, he checked his watch again “Well I have to go now, it was nice meeting you,” he said, standing up.
“SEE YOU LATER!” The lady yelled as Drew left, sending a mild chill up his spine.
Drew now set foot into route 29. In a glimpse he could see a row of trees a top a series of small hills. There were a bunch of Pidgey, Sentret and Rattata playing around everywhere. It was nice to be in such a simplistic place for once. Then, a Sentret hoped its way over to Drew and began staring at the coordinator.
Drew blinked “Hello?” he asked it ‘Probably hasn’t seen too many humans in its time,’ Drew guessed. Sentret was still staring at him, perched up on its tail. Drew began to think more heavily.
“A Sentret may be a good addition to my team,” Drew said, taking out a pokéball. As Sentret saw the device, it panicked, knowing exactly what Drew was thinking. “Go!…..”
Sentret leapt up, spun its tail right around and slapped Drew over the face. The initial shock nearly tripped to over. Drew recovered, placing a hand on the check Sentret had slammed into. Sentret leapt up again, but this time Drew took a couple of steps back making Sentret miss.
“Wow, I’m battling a pokémon myself,” Drew noted. Sentret leapt up again, missing. Drew was still holding the pokéball in his hand.
“Sentret, you’re persistent! But if you knew who I was, I don’t think you’d want to mess with me,” Drew said, flicking his hair and tossing the pokéball and Sentret “Pokéball go!”
The pokéball was spinning fast as it neared Sentret. Then, somewhat expectedly Sentret spun its tail around and knocked the pokéball onto the ground. Drew sighed whilst Sentret snickered. But to their surprise, as the pokéball hit the ground, it opened up. A red light was emitted as it surrounded and gasping Sentret. Sentret was sucked up into the pokéball as the device closed.
“What just happened?” Drew wondered, confused.
The pokéball rocked once, twice. But then, it re-opened and Sentret was set free. Drew’s eyes widened. A cheerful Sentret rejoiced its failure to be captured and sprinted off into the distance to play with a bunch of other Sentret.
Drew sighed “I hate the Johto region,”.
Drew turned around to see the middle-aged woman staring down on him, fire coming out of her mouth. A larger chill was sent up Drew’s spine. He backed of as the beast-like woman screamed at the top of her lungs and stormed off. Her furious footsteps were like those of a dinosaur.
Drew watched the woman disappear “I hate the Johto region! I regret going here!”. Thank goodness the media wasn't around.
Then, an even bigger surprise to him was heard. A voice was heard not too far off singing a commercial tune.
“May?” Drew wondered.
Behind the row of Trees, May strolled carelessly down route 29 as if nothing in the whole wide world could bother her. The pokémon were happy and carefree, the air was fresh, the sun was out etc. the factors that all add up to make the cliché beautiful day. But it was undoubtedly beautiful.
“I wonder if there are any good contest pokémon in these routes,” May say to herself. A Sentret, the one Drew had tried to capture appeared form the row of trees and ran right pass May. “That’s a nice looking pokémon,” May noted, looking it up on her cobalt pokédex.
Sentret: The scout pokémon. Sentret will get up on their tail to get a better view of their surroundings. In groups, it uses this feature to act like a lookout and warn others with a loud cry when danger is spotted.
“Scout pokémon, very appropriate,” May figured. She fumbled through her fanny-pack whilst walking to take out a pokéball with hopes of catching one “Wait, I don’t have any pokéballs!” May realized in horror. That was a let down, but May realized there were plenty of other pokémon for her to catch.
“And with my Blaziken, I’m sure I can catch any one I want!” May exclaimed.
Drew continued to hear May’s exclamations, yet he did not move. His brain was still processing the fact that his secret crush was in the same region as him, again. The coincidence. Drew began to blush ‘No Drew, you have to stay cool. If you happen to meet May, just keep on flicking you hair and hope for the best. Besides, you don’t need love to distract you from your goals,’ Drew thought to himself. It was scientifically proven that the brain was bias the majority of the time you thought. When you’re handling a situation or are in an argument, your brain tries to come up with more arguments or rebuttals instead of listening to the other sides.
Drew placed his hands on his hips “Just one of the many adventures in stall for Johto,” he said to himself, smiling. Flicking his hair, Drew set off for Cherrygrove without hardly any plans, just waiting to see what happens.
So, any extensive critiscism is greatly appreciated thankyou for reading,