Sai smiled back at Olive, or rather it tried to smile as best it could with a bill for a mouth.
The Metapods didn't seem to take the beatings to well, but they didn't really have too much room to complain. Most were knocked around until made unconscious, but a few stubborn ones tried hardening at the newbie Pokemon as though it would do something.
After enough bullying of Metapods, when the Pokemon were beginning to fatigue and words like "Absorb" or "Scratch" had been used enough to lose meaning, what spots of sunlight there were had begun to fade. Blake checked his watch. Between walking and battling, they worked into nighttime. It was time to pitch their tents.
Or rather, Blake's tent. Fortunately for Blake, Kendra seemed fine with the thought of sharing a tent with him. Blake didn't much care for the thought of sleeping outside his tent with the creepie crawlies, but being chivalrous meant dealing with creepie crawlies some times.
The tent was accomodating enough. Spacious enough to fit the two comfortably with some space for their belongings and the small but powerful lantern Blake brought.
"I'm going to step out for a minute to switch into my pajamas, if you don't mind," Blake announced. Sai took this opportunity to make way into its Pokeball. It waved goodnight to all, and nosed the button on the ball and disappeared into it.
"I'll do the same," Kendra said. She slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt and then looked at Olive. The Oddish was dozing on Kendra's pillow. "I'll need my pillow, you know." The Oddish looked at her and then rolled to one side. "Thanks. You want to sleep in your Pokeball or...?" The Oddish just continued to doze where it was. "All right," said Kendra. "Fine by me."
Kendra lay down with a sigh. She was beat! She hadn't thought that telling a Pokemon what to do would be that exhausting, but combining walking through the forest with the rush of battle, and you got one tired girl. Kendra closed her eyes. She barely noticed when Blake came back in to the tent.
Pants and shirt exchanged for much sillier yet much more comfortable red and blue striped pajamas, Blake slipped back into the tent and into his sleeping bag. He attached his headphones to his Poketech radio and turned it on to his favorite station: the Lucky Channel station. He flipped off the lantern and rolled over on his side, concentrating on sleep.
Day broke. Sunlight reached out as best it could to the tent. Blake was feeling the rising and the shining. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. However, as he looked up, a large shadow could be seen moving around the tent. Occasionally, it would brush against the material, but that was about the extent of the shadow's actions.
"Kendra," Blake called softly. "I think we have a guest. Probably a caterpie or something. Want to help clear it out?"
Kendra rolled over in her sleeping bag. No, she did not want to help. She wanted to sleep some more. But, with a groan, she sat up and pushed some of her chestnut hair out of her face. "'Kay," she muttered to Blake and then poked at Olive. "Hey. Get up." She pulled back her hair with a scrunchy while the Oddish roused itself. "All right, Blake," Kendra said, stifling a yawn. "Time to do some pest control."
Blake opened his Psyduck's Pokeball. "Duck," came the immeadiate response.
"Don't you 'duck' me. Wake up," Blake said mock-sternly.
As if to spite him, Sai said again, "Duck." Nonetheless, it sat up, holding its head.
Blake walked to the opening on the tent and parted his way through. He could swear he heard a distinct chirp or cry or some such noise, but he saw nothing. He inspected the tent from the outside. Nothing. The shadow was gone, as though it lifted up and flew away.
Blake shrugged. "I guess it's gone," he called back. "But we should probably get going anyway."
"Might as well," Kendra sighed. "You stay out there while I get dressed." She did so quickly, not wanting to leave Blake outside in his pajamas for long.
"All right, it's all yours," Kendra said a few minutes later, pulling her hair into a high ponytail as she left the tent, Olive following her.
Kendra had brought her pack out of the tent, and she pulled out a breakfast bar and a bottle of water. Sitting down on the grass, she looked around. Even though it was morning, the forest was still rather dark, though a few rays of sunlight broke through the trees. Olive waddled over to a patch of sunlight and began absorbing the rays. However, the sun disappeared for a brief moment as something passed by overhead. Her mouth full of granola, Kendra glanced up, but whatever it was had already gone.
The tent was easily enough packed away, though Blake's sleeping bag was a bit hard to fit back into its pouch. The sunlight, Blake noticed, had a strange habit of disappearing in the patches it had chosen to lay, as though the wind was moving branches, but there was no wind. And there would be a brief gust when no noticeable breeze floated by.
Blake decided it time to give the professor's device a check. He plugged in his headphones and turned on the mic. To his shock and surprise, it seemed to be working.
"Freeeeee..." a harsh, somewhat agitated tone called out. Free what?
"Huh?" Kendra asked. "What was that?" She put the breakfast bar wrapped in a pocket of her bag and stood up. "This place is starting to creep me out," she remarked. "You ever see that movie, the one about the kids who go into the forest late at night and they're stalked by this crazy mutant Beedrill?" She nodded. "Yeah, that's the vibe I'm getting. Let's get going. Hopefully we'll get out of this place and to somewhere where I can get a decent cup of coffee."
Coffee sounded nice. It'd be nice to escape all of the stress and relax with some sugar and caffiene. A chance to alleviate some stress and just sit, feeling relaxed, secure and...
"Freeeeee..." spat a sinister voice behind Blake.
Blake checked his Pokedex. Blake's Pokedex did not make the noise. Blake turned around.
"Free," said the Butterfree. It looked upset. And very large, in comparison to the small Caterpie that had been knocked around earlier. Larger still than the Metapod from before, which Blake and Kendra had knocked around for practice.
"Wow, a Butterfree!" Kendra exclaimed, all thoughts of coffee and mutant Bug-types forgotten. "This will mean mega battle experience. Okay, Olive. Use Absorb."
The little Oddish did as she was bid, but the attack didn't even faze the Butterfree. It trilled angrily and flapped its wings fiercely. Rings of Psychic energy emanated from the bug, and Kendra staggered back when a glancing blast of psychic energy hit her.
"K-keep using Absorb," Kendra gasped, putting a hand to her head until the pain passed. Wild Pokemon were dangerous. Olive, having borne the brunt of the attack, was only too glad to recover a little strength with her attack.
The Metapods didn't seem to take the beatings to well, but they didn't really have too much room to complain. Most were knocked around until made unconscious, but a few stubborn ones tried hardening at the newbie Pokemon as though it would do something.
After enough bullying of Metapods, when the Pokemon were beginning to fatigue and words like "Absorb" or "Scratch" had been used enough to lose meaning, what spots of sunlight there were had begun to fade. Blake checked his watch. Between walking and battling, they worked into nighttime. It was time to pitch their tents.
Or rather, Blake's tent. Fortunately for Blake, Kendra seemed fine with the thought of sharing a tent with him. Blake didn't much care for the thought of sleeping outside his tent with the creepie crawlies, but being chivalrous meant dealing with creepie crawlies some times.
The tent was accomodating enough. Spacious enough to fit the two comfortably with some space for their belongings and the small but powerful lantern Blake brought.
"I'm going to step out for a minute to switch into my pajamas, if you don't mind," Blake announced. Sai took this opportunity to make way into its Pokeball. It waved goodnight to all, and nosed the button on the ball and disappeared into it.
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Kendra lay down with a sigh. She was beat! She hadn't thought that telling a Pokemon what to do would be that exhausting, but combining walking through the forest with the rush of battle, and you got one tired girl. Kendra closed her eyes. She barely noticed when Blake came back in to the tent.
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Day broke. Sunlight reached out as best it could to the tent. Blake was feeling the rising and the shining. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. However, as he looked up, a large shadow could be seen moving around the tent. Occasionally, it would brush against the material, but that was about the extent of the shadow's actions.
"Kendra," Blake called softly. "I think we have a guest. Probably a caterpie or something. Want to help clear it out?"
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"Don't you 'duck' me. Wake up," Blake said mock-sternly.
As if to spite him, Sai said again, "Duck." Nonetheless, it sat up, holding its head.
Blake walked to the opening on the tent and parted his way through. He could swear he heard a distinct chirp or cry or some such noise, but he saw nothing. He inspected the tent from the outside. Nothing. The shadow was gone, as though it lifted up and flew away.
Blake shrugged. "I guess it's gone," he called back. "But we should probably get going anyway."
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"All right, it's all yours," Kendra said a few minutes later, pulling her hair into a high ponytail as she left the tent, Olive following her.
Kendra had brought her pack out of the tent, and she pulled out a breakfast bar and a bottle of water. Sitting down on the grass, she looked around. Even though it was morning, the forest was still rather dark, though a few rays of sunlight broke through the trees. Olive waddled over to a patch of sunlight and began absorbing the rays. However, the sun disappeared for a brief moment as something passed by overhead. Her mouth full of granola, Kendra glanced up, but whatever it was had already gone.
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Blake decided it time to give the professor's device a check. He plugged in his headphones and turned on the mic. To his shock and surprise, it seemed to be working.
"Freeeeee..." a harsh, somewhat agitated tone called out. Free what?
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"Freeeeee..." spat a sinister voice behind Blake.
Blake checked his Pokedex. Blake's Pokedex did not make the noise. Blake turned around.
"Free," said the Butterfree. It looked upset. And very large, in comparison to the small Caterpie that had been knocked around earlier. Larger still than the Metapod from before, which Blake and Kendra had knocked around for practice.
It couldn't be upset for that.
...Could it?
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The little Oddish did as she was bid, but the attack didn't even faze the Butterfree. It trilled angrily and flapped its wings fiercely. Rings of Psychic energy emanated from the bug, and Kendra staggered back when a glancing blast of psychic energy hit her.
"K-keep using Absorb," Kendra gasped, putting a hand to her head until the pain passed. Wild Pokemon were dangerous. Olive, having borne the brunt of the attack, was only too glad to recover a little strength with her attack.
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