Eeveelution
Among the few morons with straight A's.
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And now for the fun part: the story!!
“Rostu, get up.” Delxi shook her brother gently. “We’re almost there, sleepyhead!” He opened his eyes, but the windows offered no light as the train continued through the tunnel. Their Chatot began repeating “sleepyhead” in a sing-song voice until they shot him a look. For the past thirty hours, Rostu and Delxi had been on a train heading to their cousins’ town. Chatri and Mewi, their Chatot and Glameow, were getting bored, and also a little stir crazy.
“Mewi, stop it,” Rostu laughed as Mewi licked his cheeks like he was about to die. “Okay, if you stop now, I’ll give you some of our special Pokéblocks when we get there!” This satisfied Mewi, so she jumped off of him victoriously. Not only would she get one of those weird cube treats that tasted amazing, she’d also won her bet with Chatri. The talkative bird sighed and looked around, hoping he wouldn’t get in too much trouble for “losing” that glass of Moomoo Milk. “Hey, do I smell burnt food, or is that just my imagination?”
“Burnt food, burnt food,” Chatri repeated, and they giggled. “Better than that Roselia Essence, ain’t it, Frank?” Now they burst out laughing, remembering the big guy who’d said that earlier about a Stunky. Their Aunt Pixie wore it all the time, but they called it “Roselia Repel”. About two years ago, a building collapsed with their parents inside of it, so they went to live with her, which they hated. The only good things at her house were their Pokémon Chatri and Mewi, who she almost sold once. When that happened, the Pokémon ran away until she changed her mind (and after she met their friends from the wild). So going to stay with their cousins Verin and Taco was something they looked forward to, even if Taco was a little… odd. Suddenly the intercom buzzed to life, filling the car with static.
“Next stop, Cave of Dragonflies,” the conductor announced. “The only one of its kind without a cave, or dragonflies!” Rostu smiled and stood up, while Chatri began imitating the voice with motions, stopping whenever Delxi or Rostu looked at him. “And for all you people with Pokémon outside of their Pokéballs, then it will come as a relief to you to know that they’ll now calm down a little. We’ll arrive there in twelve minutes, so get ready. Thanks for riding! ...I can’t wait until I can just leave this train. They don’t even have proper bathrooms, and—Is this thing still on? Ugh, not again!” The microphone switched off as several people on the train giggled.
“Come on, let’s take these things off,” Rostu said, realizing how hot his coat was. They’d gotten on at Mahogany Town, which was much cooler than wherever they were. He removed the coat covering his sea-green shirt, while Delxi took off her jacket to reveal a bright orange-and-gold striped tank top. They’d planned to change into shorts or whatever at The Cave of Dragonflies, but now they regretted it.
‘They look hot,’ Mewi said to no one in particular, though a couple of Pokémon poked their heads in. ‘I meant like warm, not cute.’ They groaned a little and pulled their heads away before the trainers could notice. After they left, Mewi observed her masters more carefully. But maybe they are a little… cute. They both had pale blue-green hair (almost white), their eyes had a nice misty-gold look, and their skin was really pale when other humans were around. Both were of average height, though Delxi looked a little shorter since Rostu’s hair was a little, uh, larger? She didn’t know what to call it, but it kinda stuck up no matter what he did. The only other difference between them was that they were different genders. Some people called them “twins”, whatever those are. Suddenly a large blast of static filled the train again, and Chatri fell from the air as he cringed at the noise.
“Everyone, I was wrong,” the conductor said. “We were actually two minutes away, not ten. And everyone has to get off. Apparently you’re riding a new train. Thanks for riding what appears to be my last trip before early retirement.” A few more giggles rose as the train slowly halted to a stop. Delxi carefully picked up the cringing bird, cradling him in her arms as they walked to the nearest exit. Mewi looked at him in pity because he was being carried instead of flying like he’d talked about so much. His first day of freedom from that evil wingless Pixie, and he couldn’t fly.
“There you are!” a girl cried as Delxi and Rostu left the station. She had short, wavy green hair, and wore a sleeveless white jacket over a pale gold t-shirt. A belt equipped with six Pokéballs was slung around the waist of her blue skirt. Next to her was a sandy-colored creature with four dull green wings that matched his eyes. “Welcome to The Cave of Dragonflies, or as some of our many members like to call it, TCOD!” Noticing their confusion, she added, “A neighbor paid me five bucks to say that. So, want the grand tour?”
“Sure, Verin,” Delxi replied enthusiastically before Rostu would say he didn’t want to. But he decided to go anyway, and Verin led them on a tour happily.
“Taco’s currently at a Pokémon Gym training,” she began. “Which is good, because his newest dream job is to lead tours. Oh, and this little guy right there—” she motioned to the Pokémon flying alongside her “—is Vibrava. Vibrava is native to a nearby desert, and we’ve been together for a long time. Anyways, over there is a group of buildings that make up the Newbie Plaza. All new members go there to meet experienced users, which is why we try to keep Taco away from there.” Pointing at a nearby group of buildings, she said, “That’s the Non-Pokémon Center, for all discussion not related to Pokémon. Inside that big building that looks like a cupboard is two places: the left is called the ‘Laughing Cupboard’, for everything happy, while the right is the ‘Crying Cupboard’, for everything bad. Clever design, huh?”
‘What’s she talking about?’ Mewi whispered to Vibrava.
‘I dunno. We can’t really go there,’ Vibrava replied.
“That huge museum-like building is the Creative Center,” Verin continued. “It’s really cool inside there. Artists frame their work on walls, and writers publish finished fan fiction. But not many people go in there lately, since that huge building gets their attention.” The Pokémon just stared at a neighboring building in shock. It was a tall tower with a large holographic globe on the top, and the words “GAMES AND WI-FI” scrolled in a banner below it in various languages, even Latin and whatever was used on Star Trek. “That’s the Games Tower, and it has portals that can teleport people here from around the world. Trainers go there all the time over Wi-Fi, while others just play games there. It makes me tired to just think about it, though, because of last time we had family fun night there.”
“Let me guess, it had to do with Taco, right?” Delxi asked. Verin nodded with a tired face, and yawned. Suddenly Delxi noticed another building nearby, much smaller, but built with a design similar to the Games Tower. It was three stories tall, compared to the 100-story Games Tower (or something big, it had to be at least forty). A holographic banner said “Internetional Center”, though it was translated into fewer languages than the Games Tower. “‘International’ isn’t spelled right. Should we tell them?”
“Oh, that’s spelled alright,” Verin laughed. “Some guys came up with the term ‘Internetional’ because it’s for website related stuff. They just added ‘ional’ to the end of ‘internet’, or changed the ‘a’ in ‘international’ to ‘e’. They can’t choose which story to use, so we use both.” A group of Butterfree fluttered along, getting Rostu’s attention. He liked bug Pokémon, so maybe there were other species in The Non-Cave of Dragonflies. “Oh, there’s a lot of Butterfree around here in honor of the founder, whose name is also Butterfree.” One flew over to Chatri, who was riding Mewi. He’d landed on his wing in the train, and it still felt sore, so he couldn’t fly.
‘Oh, look, a hurt bird!’ the Butterfree taunted. ‘There’s one less thing to chase us. That is just so pathetic.’ Mewi growled and opened her mouth, revealing sharp, pointy teeth. She licked her lips for emphasis, making the bug Pokémon fly away fearfully. It was a little mean, but that thing was being worse to Chatri. Besides, the humans were too busy talking about that “internetional” building to notice a thing. Vibrava smiled at her in a weird Vibrava way, and the tour continued.
“I’ve saved the best for last,” Verin began, “My favorite place in the entire, erm, city or town or, oh you know what I mean! Climb that hill, and you’ll see the best thing here.” She pointed at a large hill, with several steps carved in the side. There were patches of grass here and there, but it was more of a stone hill than a grassy one. Vibrava flew up the hill and hovered at the top, giving his new Pokémon friends an inviting cry. Mewi smiled and ran up the hill while Chatri clutched her neck with his wings. For a spoiled cat, she was so fast! Couldn’t she at least use the smooth, safe stairs instead of the steep, rough rocky hillside!?
“I’ll go check on them,” Rostu sighed, and ran up the hill. But when he reached the top, he didn’t even look in the direction of his Pokémon. Instead he stared straight ahead as Delxi and Verin ran up behind him. “Oh my gosh. What is that?” Before them was a huge city full of Pokémon trainers running along. From where they stood, they saw eight buildings marked “Gym” spread throughout the city with trainers entering or exiting. Several Pokémon Centers and shops were in sight as well, while many houses were positioned throughout the city. Walls divided the area into fourteen zones, and each one had a group of Butterfree flying in the wind.
“This is Pokémon City,” Verin announced with a smile. “It’s made to resemble a Pokémon region, with several miniature towns separated by walls. I work in a ranch in the outer zone, called Sunranch Town.” A boy appeared in the town she pointed at, wearing a large navy blue shirt that went below his knees. He had extremely dark green hair just long enough to cover his ears, with a lock of hair covering one of his giant brown eyes. Although he was far away, the trio could still make out his features, and instantly recognized him. At his side was a yellow balloon that miraculously didn’t float away, somehow following him despite the fact the string wasn’t in either hand. “Taco’s back from the gym already!? The closest one’s in Starbright Town, and that’s two towns over!” Delxi groaned, not ready to face her youngest cousin. She was 14-years-old, while Taco was 11, but he still didn’t know how to be mature. “Well, we better go so you can unpack. Let’s take the quick tram.”
And now for the fun part: the story!!
Introduction
Nothing was born in that cave. It was too dark, and had no life. But in the center was an area, a clearing, giving off a dim light. Two sets of stairs rested there, both made of exactly twenty-two steps. One went straight up, leading to the outside world. The other went down, deeper inside the cave. The soft glow came from the one leading down, while the outside was dark. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? But then again, nothing in this cave made sense. Darkness pouring around any flame, lakes covering the outside world, forests appearing where no light could possibly exist. Nothing made sense. So how did he get there…?“Rostu, get up.” Delxi shook her brother gently. “We’re almost there, sleepyhead!” He opened his eyes, but the windows offered no light as the train continued through the tunnel. Their Chatot began repeating “sleepyhead” in a sing-song voice until they shot him a look. For the past thirty hours, Rostu and Delxi had been on a train heading to their cousins’ town. Chatri and Mewi, their Chatot and Glameow, were getting bored, and also a little stir crazy.
“Mewi, stop it,” Rostu laughed as Mewi licked his cheeks like he was about to die. “Okay, if you stop now, I’ll give you some of our special Pokéblocks when we get there!” This satisfied Mewi, so she jumped off of him victoriously. Not only would she get one of those weird cube treats that tasted amazing, she’d also won her bet with Chatri. The talkative bird sighed and looked around, hoping he wouldn’t get in too much trouble for “losing” that glass of Moomoo Milk. “Hey, do I smell burnt food, or is that just my imagination?”
“Burnt food, burnt food,” Chatri repeated, and they giggled. “Better than that Roselia Essence, ain’t it, Frank?” Now they burst out laughing, remembering the big guy who’d said that earlier about a Stunky. Their Aunt Pixie wore it all the time, but they called it “Roselia Repel”. About two years ago, a building collapsed with their parents inside of it, so they went to live with her, which they hated. The only good things at her house were their Pokémon Chatri and Mewi, who she almost sold once. When that happened, the Pokémon ran away until she changed her mind (and after she met their friends from the wild). So going to stay with their cousins Verin and Taco was something they looked forward to, even if Taco was a little… odd. Suddenly the intercom buzzed to life, filling the car with static.
“Next stop, Cave of Dragonflies,” the conductor announced. “The only one of its kind without a cave, or dragonflies!” Rostu smiled and stood up, while Chatri began imitating the voice with motions, stopping whenever Delxi or Rostu looked at him. “And for all you people with Pokémon outside of their Pokéballs, then it will come as a relief to you to know that they’ll now calm down a little. We’ll arrive there in twelve minutes, so get ready. Thanks for riding! ...I can’t wait until I can just leave this train. They don’t even have proper bathrooms, and—Is this thing still on? Ugh, not again!” The microphone switched off as several people on the train giggled.
“Come on, let’s take these things off,” Rostu said, realizing how hot his coat was. They’d gotten on at Mahogany Town, which was much cooler than wherever they were. He removed the coat covering his sea-green shirt, while Delxi took off her jacket to reveal a bright orange-and-gold striped tank top. They’d planned to change into shorts or whatever at The Cave of Dragonflies, but now they regretted it.
‘They look hot,’ Mewi said to no one in particular, though a couple of Pokémon poked their heads in. ‘I meant like warm, not cute.’ They groaned a little and pulled their heads away before the trainers could notice. After they left, Mewi observed her masters more carefully. But maybe they are a little… cute. They both had pale blue-green hair (almost white), their eyes had a nice misty-gold look, and their skin was really pale when other humans were around. Both were of average height, though Delxi looked a little shorter since Rostu’s hair was a little, uh, larger? She didn’t know what to call it, but it kinda stuck up no matter what he did. The only other difference between them was that they were different genders. Some people called them “twins”, whatever those are. Suddenly a large blast of static filled the train again, and Chatri fell from the air as he cringed at the noise.
“Everyone, I was wrong,” the conductor said. “We were actually two minutes away, not ten. And everyone has to get off. Apparently you’re riding a new train. Thanks for riding what appears to be my last trip before early retirement.” A few more giggles rose as the train slowly halted to a stop. Delxi carefully picked up the cringing bird, cradling him in her arms as they walked to the nearest exit. Mewi looked at him in pity because he was being carried instead of flying like he’d talked about so much. His first day of freedom from that evil wingless Pixie, and he couldn’t fly.
“There you are!” a girl cried as Delxi and Rostu left the station. She had short, wavy green hair, and wore a sleeveless white jacket over a pale gold t-shirt. A belt equipped with six Pokéballs was slung around the waist of her blue skirt. Next to her was a sandy-colored creature with four dull green wings that matched his eyes. “Welcome to The Cave of Dragonflies, or as some of our many members like to call it, TCOD!” Noticing their confusion, she added, “A neighbor paid me five bucks to say that. So, want the grand tour?”
“Sure, Verin,” Delxi replied enthusiastically before Rostu would say he didn’t want to. But he decided to go anyway, and Verin led them on a tour happily.
“Taco’s currently at a Pokémon Gym training,” she began. “Which is good, because his newest dream job is to lead tours. Oh, and this little guy right there—” she motioned to the Pokémon flying alongside her “—is Vibrava. Vibrava is native to a nearby desert, and we’ve been together for a long time. Anyways, over there is a group of buildings that make up the Newbie Plaza. All new members go there to meet experienced users, which is why we try to keep Taco away from there.” Pointing at a nearby group of buildings, she said, “That’s the Non-Pokémon Center, for all discussion not related to Pokémon. Inside that big building that looks like a cupboard is two places: the left is called the ‘Laughing Cupboard’, for everything happy, while the right is the ‘Crying Cupboard’, for everything bad. Clever design, huh?”
‘What’s she talking about?’ Mewi whispered to Vibrava.
‘I dunno. We can’t really go there,’ Vibrava replied.
“That huge museum-like building is the Creative Center,” Verin continued. “It’s really cool inside there. Artists frame their work on walls, and writers publish finished fan fiction. But not many people go in there lately, since that huge building gets their attention.” The Pokémon just stared at a neighboring building in shock. It was a tall tower with a large holographic globe on the top, and the words “GAMES AND WI-FI” scrolled in a banner below it in various languages, even Latin and whatever was used on Star Trek. “That’s the Games Tower, and it has portals that can teleport people here from around the world. Trainers go there all the time over Wi-Fi, while others just play games there. It makes me tired to just think about it, though, because of last time we had family fun night there.”
“Let me guess, it had to do with Taco, right?” Delxi asked. Verin nodded with a tired face, and yawned. Suddenly Delxi noticed another building nearby, much smaller, but built with a design similar to the Games Tower. It was three stories tall, compared to the 100-story Games Tower (or something big, it had to be at least forty). A holographic banner said “Internetional Center”, though it was translated into fewer languages than the Games Tower. “‘International’ isn’t spelled right. Should we tell them?”
“Oh, that’s spelled alright,” Verin laughed. “Some guys came up with the term ‘Internetional’ because it’s for website related stuff. They just added ‘ional’ to the end of ‘internet’, or changed the ‘a’ in ‘international’ to ‘e’. They can’t choose which story to use, so we use both.” A group of Butterfree fluttered along, getting Rostu’s attention. He liked bug Pokémon, so maybe there were other species in The Non-Cave of Dragonflies. “Oh, there’s a lot of Butterfree around here in honor of the founder, whose name is also Butterfree.” One flew over to Chatri, who was riding Mewi. He’d landed on his wing in the train, and it still felt sore, so he couldn’t fly.
‘Oh, look, a hurt bird!’ the Butterfree taunted. ‘There’s one less thing to chase us. That is just so pathetic.’ Mewi growled and opened her mouth, revealing sharp, pointy teeth. She licked her lips for emphasis, making the bug Pokémon fly away fearfully. It was a little mean, but that thing was being worse to Chatri. Besides, the humans were too busy talking about that “internetional” building to notice a thing. Vibrava smiled at her in a weird Vibrava way, and the tour continued.
“I’ve saved the best for last,” Verin began, “My favorite place in the entire, erm, city or town or, oh you know what I mean! Climb that hill, and you’ll see the best thing here.” She pointed at a large hill, with several steps carved in the side. There were patches of grass here and there, but it was more of a stone hill than a grassy one. Vibrava flew up the hill and hovered at the top, giving his new Pokémon friends an inviting cry. Mewi smiled and ran up the hill while Chatri clutched her neck with his wings. For a spoiled cat, she was so fast! Couldn’t she at least use the smooth, safe stairs instead of the steep, rough rocky hillside!?
“I’ll go check on them,” Rostu sighed, and ran up the hill. But when he reached the top, he didn’t even look in the direction of his Pokémon. Instead he stared straight ahead as Delxi and Verin ran up behind him. “Oh my gosh. What is that?” Before them was a huge city full of Pokémon trainers running along. From where they stood, they saw eight buildings marked “Gym” spread throughout the city with trainers entering or exiting. Several Pokémon Centers and shops were in sight as well, while many houses were positioned throughout the city. Walls divided the area into fourteen zones, and each one had a group of Butterfree flying in the wind.
“This is Pokémon City,” Verin announced with a smile. “It’s made to resemble a Pokémon region, with several miniature towns separated by walls. I work in a ranch in the outer zone, called Sunranch Town.” A boy appeared in the town she pointed at, wearing a large navy blue shirt that went below his knees. He had extremely dark green hair just long enough to cover his ears, with a lock of hair covering one of his giant brown eyes. Although he was far away, the trio could still make out his features, and instantly recognized him. At his side was a yellow balloon that miraculously didn’t float away, somehow following him despite the fact the string wasn’t in either hand. “Taco’s back from the gym already!? The closest one’s in Starbright Town, and that’s two towns over!” Delxi groaned, not ready to face her youngest cousin. She was 14-years-old, while Taco was 11, but he still didn’t know how to be mature. “Well, we better go so you can unpack. Let’s take the quick tram.”
