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Chapter 35
“That’s our Pokémon fully healed!” exclaimed Bailey as the Nurse Joy of Camphrier Town passed their respective Poké Balls back over the counter to them. This Nurse Joy looked to be about the same age as David and Bailey and acted a little on the annoying side of perky. “Now, if you don’t mind, I think I’m going to video call Professor Oak and let him know how my travels have been going. You can come meet him if you’d like.”
“I think I’ll stay here and sort through my Pokémon,” replied David. “I have some of them I’d like to train who I have yet to meet.”
“Fair enough,” said Bailey with a smile. “I’ll see you back here shortly.”
With her Jigglypuff floating along just behind her heals, the girl took off towards the television screen hung on the wall. David smiled as he plugged his Pokédex into the PC attached to the front counter of the Pokémon Center.
He selected three regular Poké Balls from among those given back to him by the nurse and tossed them into the air. Ian, Scottie and Timmie appeared before him in a flash of white light.
“I’m going to keep you three out,” said the boy as his Pokémon gathered about him. “I truly am sorry to Casper, but I want to train my Eevee, Evan. At least get to know him a little in the next leg of our travels.”
He placed the Butterfree’s Premier Ball into the slot of the PC. With the tapping of the icon of his Eevee, the white ball was replaced with a regular red and white one. He removed it and placed another in the slot.
“I’ll put Panos back in and take out Brylie again,” David explained while the red ball the Pansage was in was replaced by a sky blue and yellow Quick Ball.
“You’re putting Giordan into the PC aren’t you?” asked Ian as the Inkay hovered close to the boy’s left ear.
“Yeah,” replied David as he placed the Gourgeist’s ball into the PC slot. “It’s not forever. I want to train my Snivy, which is currently the lowest level on my team.”
“I understand,” muttered Ian. The floating squid drifted away from him in a slow, disappointed cartwheel.
David allowed a sad smile to take over his face. “It’ll be okay, Ian. You still have me no matter who else is out on my team of six. Giordan doesn’t have to be your only friend.”
“Thanks,” said the Inkay with an equally down smile and the lights on its body barely lit.
“Alright,” said David with brightness within his voice. “Come on out!”
He tossed the balls into the air. Within a second flash of bright light, an Eevee, a Bunnelby and a Snivy appeared among the other three Pokémon.
“You did it again!” growled Brylie in upset irritation while crossing both her arms and her ears. “I very much do not appreciate being unwillingly returned to my Quick Ball and stuffed into the PC. By the way, where is that rather overgrown butterfly? I owe him some payback!”
David smirked and made a mock bow. “Welcome back, oh Queen of Snarky Sarcasm.”
“Hmmm,” muttered Brylie with a paw to her mouth. “Queen Brylie. I quite like the sound of that!”
“Oh boy,” mumbled Timmie softly.
“Anyways,” continued the Bunnelby while sizing up the Eevee and Snivy beside her. “Who are the small fry?”
“This is Evan,” said David while crouching next to the two new Pokémon he’d withdrawn to train. “And this is Stevie. We’re going to be traveling with them for a little while. I still need to get to know some of the members of my team.”
“Well, then,” said Brylie with a mock bow. “Welcome to my torture chamber! I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun!”
“What?!” yelped the Eevee with really wide eyes.
“Brylie,” said David with a stern glare.
“Oh, don’t mind her,” said Stevie with a level gaze straight at the Bunnelby. “She’s just picking on everyone else because it makes her feel better about herself. There is something she really doesn’t like about herself that she can’t change. Am I right?”
For the first time, Brylie looked thrown off balance. Her eyes widened substantially and her jaw dropped. She closed it and then tried to sputter out some garbled words before growling incoherently.
The Grass-type nodded slightly in smug satisfaction.
“How did you do that?!” asked Timmie in amazement as he approached the Snivy.
“Just a simple observation in posture and vocal tone,” stated Stevie while tilting his head slightly to look over the Froggadier. “The same way I can tell that you lack any kind of self-confidence to make any kind of decision on your own. What happened to you to make you this timid?”
Timmie didn’t reply, but rather ducked his head as though he could vanish on the spot.
“I think that’s enough of critiquing everyone,” said David softly. “Let’s see if Bailey is done using the video phone.”
“Having an Eevee on the team will be a big advantage to us,” stated Scottie as he walked up to Evan. “With all the types you can become it could prove highly useful to our battle strategy. I believe that makes you pretty important. At least until we can figure out which of your possible evolutions will be best suited for you.”
“Oh, no!” exclaimed the Eevee as he tugged at the green scarf tied on his head like a bandana. “I’m really not that good at anything really. I’m not worth anything. I don’t think I’d be of any help.”
“Spoken by a true Pokémon of Modest nature,” muttered Stevie as though it wasn’t any of his concern. “Always belittling their capabilities.”
“Evan?” asked David as he placed a hand under his Eevee’s chin. “It’s okay to be uncertain of what you want to do, but you aren’t worthless. Even if it takes the entire journey for you to discover what you truly are worth to my team, I’m not going to give up on you. Even if you decide just being an Eevee is what’s best for yourself.”
Evan met his eyes briefly before looking down to the ground with a hushed mutter of gratitude.
David gently ruffled his ears and bandana. “Good.”
“Erm, excuse me young man,” said an older voice David didn’t recognise. “May I have a word please?”
The boy swiftly glanced up at an older gentleman dressed in a dark suit. He was holding a top hat in one hand so his powder white hair was fully exposed. The other hand held what looked a little like a clipboard and a tablet-like device combined.
“Do you mind if I have a look at your Pokémon?” asked the man when David hesitated for too long. “They look like quite the spirited bunch.”
“Oh,” exclaimed David while straightening up so he was almost eye-level with the man. “Right, sorry. Yes, you can!”
The man hummed and hawed under his breath as he intently overlooked each of David’s six Pokémon currently released from their balls. Timmie looked downright nervous as the Froggadier was inspected. Evan refused to meet the gentleman’s eyes. Brylie was openly glaring; her mood still foul over being forced into speechlessness. Ian, Scottie and Stevie appeared unruffled by being critiqued. Every so often, the man would consult his tablet and tap at it while using his other arm to hold onto his hat.
“Hmmm,” muttered the man once inspection was finished. “You must be quite the trainer to be training newly traded Pokémon so well. Better, in fact, then most young trainers I’ve met who have been travelling around with Pokémon they had caught and been training for a while.”
“Oh?” asked David as he swallowed visibly.
“I’m going to guess you have no idea who I am,” said the man with his eyes brightening. “I’m the official Name Rater of Kalos. I would ask you if you wanted me to rate the nicknames of your Pokémon and then allow you to consider changing them, but alas, they are traded Pokémon and can’t have their nicknames changed.”
“Wait, what?!” exclaimed David with his green eyes wide and his mouth unable to remain closed. “But I have nicknames for all of them that I’ve been using! I asked if they were okay with me calling them by those names.”
“I understand,” replied the old man. “That’s fine. You have every right to give them your own nicknames, but I am unable to officially change the registered nicknames of any of your Pokémon. The nicknames given to Pokémon by their Original Trainers are considered a lasting sign of friendship between a Pokémon and its trainer.”
“What does this mean for me and my team?” asked David while chewing on the inside of his cheek.
“Nothing really,” said the Name Rater while putting his hat on the top of his head with a flourish. “You can keep calling your Pokémon by the nicknames they have accepted from you, but every time you earn a badge, your team will be registered by their original nicknames. I’m sure you can consult your Pokédex to find out the stats of all your Pokémon. The names of their Original Trainers will be displayed within those stats as well.”
“Oh,” muttered the boy as he glanced down at the Pokémon gathered around his legs. “Okay.”
“I’m sorry I can’t help,” said the man gently. “But I wish you luck on your journey. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some important work to get to.”
The man left the Pokémon center with a short bow and was gone before David could reply.
“David?” asked Bailey as she approached him from behind. “Is this yours?”
He glanced over at her; still taken aback and unable to process any kind of response. The girl was holding up a red Pokédex for him to see. She had a slight half-grin on her face as she waited for him to realize it was his.
“I believe you forgot it in the PC,” she said with a widening grin to his dawning realization.
“Thanks,” mumbled David as he accepted it from her and pocketed it.
“No problem,” said the girl cheerfully. “Hey, you look somewhat down. Would you like to head to the castle while we wait for Max to find us?”
“Okay,” said the boy while brightening up a little. “That sounds like a good idea.”
“A castle?” asked Brylie in interest while pulling her large-eyed adorable look again. “Does it come with a custom-built torture chamber to fulfill all my meticulous needs?”
Preface; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16371890/
Previous; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17651988/
Next; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17911380/
=====================================================
David's Known Team At This Point
RED: Fredric the Braixen, Ian the Inkay, Azmiralda the Azumarill
YELLOW: Scottie the Scraggy, Flint the Fletchinder, Melina the Meinfoo
GREEN: Gabriella the Gabite, Casper the Butterfree, Evan the Eevee
BLUE: Fritz the Frogadier, Wenona the Beedrill, Timmie the Froakie
PURPLE: Brylie the Bunnelby,Felix the Froakie, Panos the Pansage
BLACK: Giordan the Gourgeist, Spike the Squirtle, Stevie the Snivy
This is a Fanfiction featuring the Wonderlocke mechanic under my own rules.
Talon's Rules
1. All Pokemon (with maybe the exception of your starter if you so wish) must have been obtained within a Wonder Trade upon starting the game.
2. You have six slots in your party. You must have three pokemon you can interchange per slot. Pokemon from the same group slot can never be in your party at the same time. Only one per group slot at a time. You will have a grand total of eighteen pokemon as part of your team.
3. If a Pokemon should faint, it is considered "DEAD" and must be either released or placed in the PC. Once all three pokemon from a group slot have fainted, you can only use five pokemon at a time.
4. No buying items (with the exception of the Poke Balls used to aid you in your Wonder Trade). All items are found in the region (or if you are super lucky, you may be able to rely on a pokemon whose ability is Pick Up as I have). Buying TMs in the Shop is the exception.
I do not own any characters that may coincide with characters from the games.
Pokemon and all characters associated with the games are © Nintendo and Gamefreak.
This Fan Fiction is of my own creativity.
Personal Notes
Back from a wonderful, relaxing vacation and time to get back into the swing of posting these :D
Introducing, Evan, Stevie and the Name Rater of Kalos!!! ... Oh, and Brylie is back XD
“That’s our Pokémon fully healed!” exclaimed Bailey as the Nurse Joy of Camphrier Town passed their respective Poké Balls back over the counter to them. This Nurse Joy looked to be about the same age as David and Bailey and acted a little on the annoying side of perky. “Now, if you don’t mind, I think I’m going to video call Professor Oak and let him know how my travels have been going. You can come meet him if you’d like.”
“I think I’ll stay here and sort through my Pokémon,” replied David. “I have some of them I’d like to train who I have yet to meet.”
“Fair enough,” said Bailey with a smile. “I’ll see you back here shortly.”
With her Jigglypuff floating along just behind her heals, the girl took off towards the television screen hung on the wall. David smiled as he plugged his Pokédex into the PC attached to the front counter of the Pokémon Center.
He selected three regular Poké Balls from among those given back to him by the nurse and tossed them into the air. Ian, Scottie and Timmie appeared before him in a flash of white light.
“I’m going to keep you three out,” said the boy as his Pokémon gathered about him. “I truly am sorry to Casper, but I want to train my Eevee, Evan. At least get to know him a little in the next leg of our travels.”
He placed the Butterfree’s Premier Ball into the slot of the PC. With the tapping of the icon of his Eevee, the white ball was replaced with a regular red and white one. He removed it and placed another in the slot.
“I’ll put Panos back in and take out Brylie again,” David explained while the red ball the Pansage was in was replaced by a sky blue and yellow Quick Ball.
“You’re putting Giordan into the PC aren’t you?” asked Ian as the Inkay hovered close to the boy’s left ear.
“Yeah,” replied David as he placed the Gourgeist’s ball into the PC slot. “It’s not forever. I want to train my Snivy, which is currently the lowest level on my team.”
“I understand,” muttered Ian. The floating squid drifted away from him in a slow, disappointed cartwheel.
David allowed a sad smile to take over his face. “It’ll be okay, Ian. You still have me no matter who else is out on my team of six. Giordan doesn’t have to be your only friend.”
“Thanks,” said the Inkay with an equally down smile and the lights on its body barely lit.
“Alright,” said David with brightness within his voice. “Come on out!”
He tossed the balls into the air. Within a second flash of bright light, an Eevee, a Bunnelby and a Snivy appeared among the other three Pokémon.
“You did it again!” growled Brylie in upset irritation while crossing both her arms and her ears. “I very much do not appreciate being unwillingly returned to my Quick Ball and stuffed into the PC. By the way, where is that rather overgrown butterfly? I owe him some payback!”
David smirked and made a mock bow. “Welcome back, oh Queen of Snarky Sarcasm.”
“Hmmm,” muttered Brylie with a paw to her mouth. “Queen Brylie. I quite like the sound of that!”
“Oh boy,” mumbled Timmie softly.
“Anyways,” continued the Bunnelby while sizing up the Eevee and Snivy beside her. “Who are the small fry?”
“This is Evan,” said David while crouching next to the two new Pokémon he’d withdrawn to train. “And this is Stevie. We’re going to be traveling with them for a little while. I still need to get to know some of the members of my team.”
“Well, then,” said Brylie with a mock bow. “Welcome to my torture chamber! I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun!”
“What?!” yelped the Eevee with really wide eyes.
“Brylie,” said David with a stern glare.
“Oh, don’t mind her,” said Stevie with a level gaze straight at the Bunnelby. “She’s just picking on everyone else because it makes her feel better about herself. There is something she really doesn’t like about herself that she can’t change. Am I right?”
For the first time, Brylie looked thrown off balance. Her eyes widened substantially and her jaw dropped. She closed it and then tried to sputter out some garbled words before growling incoherently.
The Grass-type nodded slightly in smug satisfaction.
“How did you do that?!” asked Timmie in amazement as he approached the Snivy.
“Just a simple observation in posture and vocal tone,” stated Stevie while tilting his head slightly to look over the Froggadier. “The same way I can tell that you lack any kind of self-confidence to make any kind of decision on your own. What happened to you to make you this timid?”
Timmie didn’t reply, but rather ducked his head as though he could vanish on the spot.
“I think that’s enough of critiquing everyone,” said David softly. “Let’s see if Bailey is done using the video phone.”
“Having an Eevee on the team will be a big advantage to us,” stated Scottie as he walked up to Evan. “With all the types you can become it could prove highly useful to our battle strategy. I believe that makes you pretty important. At least until we can figure out which of your possible evolutions will be best suited for you.”
“Oh, no!” exclaimed the Eevee as he tugged at the green scarf tied on his head like a bandana. “I’m really not that good at anything really. I’m not worth anything. I don’t think I’d be of any help.”
“Spoken by a true Pokémon of Modest nature,” muttered Stevie as though it wasn’t any of his concern. “Always belittling their capabilities.”
“Evan?” asked David as he placed a hand under his Eevee’s chin. “It’s okay to be uncertain of what you want to do, but you aren’t worthless. Even if it takes the entire journey for you to discover what you truly are worth to my team, I’m not going to give up on you. Even if you decide just being an Eevee is what’s best for yourself.”
Evan met his eyes briefly before looking down to the ground with a hushed mutter of gratitude.
David gently ruffled his ears and bandana. “Good.”
“Erm, excuse me young man,” said an older voice David didn’t recognise. “May I have a word please?”
The boy swiftly glanced up at an older gentleman dressed in a dark suit. He was holding a top hat in one hand so his powder white hair was fully exposed. The other hand held what looked a little like a clipboard and a tablet-like device combined.
“Do you mind if I have a look at your Pokémon?” asked the man when David hesitated for too long. “They look like quite the spirited bunch.”
“Oh,” exclaimed David while straightening up so he was almost eye-level with the man. “Right, sorry. Yes, you can!”
The man hummed and hawed under his breath as he intently overlooked each of David’s six Pokémon currently released from their balls. Timmie looked downright nervous as the Froggadier was inspected. Evan refused to meet the gentleman’s eyes. Brylie was openly glaring; her mood still foul over being forced into speechlessness. Ian, Scottie and Stevie appeared unruffled by being critiqued. Every so often, the man would consult his tablet and tap at it while using his other arm to hold onto his hat.
“Hmmm,” muttered the man once inspection was finished. “You must be quite the trainer to be training newly traded Pokémon so well. Better, in fact, then most young trainers I’ve met who have been travelling around with Pokémon they had caught and been training for a while.”
“Oh?” asked David as he swallowed visibly.
“I’m going to guess you have no idea who I am,” said the man with his eyes brightening. “I’m the official Name Rater of Kalos. I would ask you if you wanted me to rate the nicknames of your Pokémon and then allow you to consider changing them, but alas, they are traded Pokémon and can’t have their nicknames changed.”
“Wait, what?!” exclaimed David with his green eyes wide and his mouth unable to remain closed. “But I have nicknames for all of them that I’ve been using! I asked if they were okay with me calling them by those names.”
“I understand,” replied the old man. “That’s fine. You have every right to give them your own nicknames, but I am unable to officially change the registered nicknames of any of your Pokémon. The nicknames given to Pokémon by their Original Trainers are considered a lasting sign of friendship between a Pokémon and its trainer.”
“What does this mean for me and my team?” asked David while chewing on the inside of his cheek.
“Nothing really,” said the Name Rater while putting his hat on the top of his head with a flourish. “You can keep calling your Pokémon by the nicknames they have accepted from you, but every time you earn a badge, your team will be registered by their original nicknames. I’m sure you can consult your Pokédex to find out the stats of all your Pokémon. The names of their Original Trainers will be displayed within those stats as well.”
“Oh,” muttered the boy as he glanced down at the Pokémon gathered around his legs. “Okay.”
“I’m sorry I can’t help,” said the man gently. “But I wish you luck on your journey. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some important work to get to.”
The man left the Pokémon center with a short bow and was gone before David could reply.
“David?” asked Bailey as she approached him from behind. “Is this yours?”
He glanced over at her; still taken aback and unable to process any kind of response. The girl was holding up a red Pokédex for him to see. She had a slight half-grin on her face as she waited for him to realize it was his.
“I believe you forgot it in the PC,” she said with a widening grin to his dawning realization.
“Thanks,” mumbled David as he accepted it from her and pocketed it.
“No problem,” said the girl cheerfully. “Hey, you look somewhat down. Would you like to head to the castle while we wait for Max to find us?”
“Okay,” said the boy while brightening up a little. “That sounds like a good idea.”
“A castle?” asked Brylie in interest while pulling her large-eyed adorable look again. “Does it come with a custom-built torture chamber to fulfill all my meticulous needs?”
Preface; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16371890/
Previous; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17651988/
Next; http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17911380/
=====================================================
David's Known Team At This Point
RED: Fredric the Braixen, Ian the Inkay, Azmiralda the Azumarill
YELLOW: Scottie the Scraggy, Flint the Fletchinder, Melina the Meinfoo
GREEN: Gabriella the Gabite, Casper the Butterfree, Evan the Eevee
BLUE: Fritz the Frogadier, Wenona the Beedrill, Timmie the Froakie
PURPLE: Brylie the Bunnelby,
BLACK: Giordan the Gourgeist, Spike the Squirtle, Stevie the Snivy
This is a Fanfiction featuring the Wonderlocke mechanic under my own rules.
Talon's Rules
1. All Pokemon (with maybe the exception of your starter if you so wish) must have been obtained within a Wonder Trade upon starting the game.
2. You have six slots in your party. You must have three pokemon you can interchange per slot. Pokemon from the same group slot can never be in your party at the same time. Only one per group slot at a time. You will have a grand total of eighteen pokemon as part of your team.
3. If a Pokemon should faint, it is considered "DEAD" and must be either released or placed in the PC. Once all three pokemon from a group slot have fainted, you can only use five pokemon at a time.
4. No buying items (with the exception of the Poke Balls used to aid you in your Wonder Trade). All items are found in the region (or if you are super lucky, you may be able to rely on a pokemon whose ability is Pick Up as I have). Buying TMs in the Shop is the exception.
I do not own any characters that may coincide with characters from the games.
Pokemon and all characters associated with the games are © Nintendo and Gamefreak.
This Fan Fiction is of my own creativity.
Personal Notes
Back from a wonderful, relaxing vacation and time to get back into the swing of posting these :D
Introducing, Evan, Stevie and the Name Rater of Kalos!!! ... Oh, and Brylie is back XD
Category Story / Pokemon
Species Pokemon
Size 1280 x 916px
File Size 149.9 kB
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