Post by Harley Scarow on Apr 12, 2006 0:11:04 GMT -5
Nighttime has arrived, with the silvery moon glistering over the peaceful and calm area of Maple Town, when May is in professor Sap and her husband, Syrus's house relaxing after a day of doing absolutely nothing but devouring plate after plate of food. The streets still had people, but not a crowded amount, and the sound of petit Pokemon such as Rattata, Sentret, and Zigzagoon were still heard as trainers stayed out and played with training.
In the wooden, but sturdy house that May, Sap, and Syrus were in, May was still gobbling down more food, this time eating two cheeseburgers that Syrus cooked for her with lasting patience, as he has done so for her throughout the day without a word of complaint. May wiped her mouth with a table tissue. "That was sure good! Can I get another double-cheeseburgers? I love the way that you cook and I wish that I can get as much as I want."
"You're going to get a tummyache if you keep eating your food at that rate, May," warned Sap with a voice showing that she cared. "Maybe you should chew all of your food before you eat, like normal people- it makes the food tastier and easier to digest."
May shrugged her shoulders. "Nah. I don't feel like it. Food never gives me a tummyache," she finished another plate. "Can I get another one?"
The doorbell suddenly rang, alerting Sap. "I wonder who it is? I'll get it for you," she approached the door and opened it with a wooden creek. "Oh hi."
It was Drew, with a serious yet negative look on his face after what happened to him earlier. "Yep, it's me, Drew," he walked inside the house, closing the lodge door as he did so and sitting down on one of the seats on the dinner table. "So what kind of training did you do, May?"
"I had a lot of eating training!" answered May, perky. "Ate as much as I wanted to!"
Drew grunted. "Hmmph . . . you sound just like a little spoiled rich girl that deserves to get nothing."
"And what do you mean by that?" May questioned sternly.
"Like I said earlier today, you're acting like these people have to cook food for you, May. You should show some consideration by saying a 'thank you' or an 'I appreciate it' once in a while. You can't just gobble up all of that food and expect this to be an all you can eat buffet!"
Syrus, wearing a gray sweater and blue jeans, was doing talented cooking moves with the saucepan that he was holding as he tossed food into the air and skillfully caught it. "You don't have to worry about any of that, Drew. Seeing people eat the food that I make is thanks enough for me. Don't forget that it's show and not tell, after all." Syrus looked directly at Drew. "So . . . did you meet my powerful son, Rick? How did the battle turn out?"
Drew slowly turned his face the other way, showing the back of his green hair with the white streak shimmering in the light. "I . . . I lost . . . " answered Drew in a very low and unclear voice, but was just enough to be heard. "I did . . . it was a tough battle that I had with Rick . . . " as he said those words, he slowly turned around again.
May had an astonished look on her face. "You lost, Drew?!" May began laughing out loud. "No way! There's absolutely no way that you could lose, Drew! You're just saying that so that Syrus won't be down that his son lost, aren't you, Drew?"
Drew was annoyed at May's words. "Yes! I lost! Do you have a problem with that? You're acting like I'm some kind of magical trainer that can never lose a Pokemon Battle, May! Well if you really think that, then I say that you should go and get some training of your own, since this is real life that we're talking about here!"
"I wouldn't be sad if my son lost," Syrus caught food onto a plate and placed it on the dining table, which May started to devour without saying a word. "If he lost, then I say that's reasonable. Like Drew said, nobody in this world is actually unbeatable- every trainer has his or her weakness, and that can't be avoided." Syrus looked directly at May with a reassuring face. "I say that you should take Drew's advice and train, May. Hard work always pays off at one time or another."
May had a look of laziness on her face. "Nah . . . I don't want to train right now."
"You don't have to go outside into the silver of night right now, May," explained Sap. "We mean that you should go out and have that preparing when tomorrow comes, since that's when the sun is up and you and your Pokemon are all fully refreshed, after all. You should go and get some rest in your guest room upstairs."
May stretched her arms, showing that she was tired of eating and was ready to settle in. "Maybe you're right, and maybe you're not. You're right about the going to sleep part- I'm all tuckered out and I really need my beauty sleep. But you're wrong about the part of me having to train myself and my Pokemon tomorrow, since it's going to be another day of me doing nothing and resting my troubles away in bed, getting free food whenever I want some like a spoiled little brat."
Syrus was astonished at those words. "How can you even say something like that? Whatever. We'll worry about all of that tomorrow. Just go somewhere and get a good night sleep, since I'm all tired to make you any more food. I also need to get some rest also." Syrus looked around. "Where's Rick doing out this late?"
"Chances are that he's outside somewhere training," explained Drew. "And by the way, I should go to the yard and train also."
"What kind of lowlife would devote all of his free time on training?" May wondered. "I say put off what you can always do tomorrow," she got up and began walking out the room. "See ya. I'm heading over to bed now so that I can get a good night sleep, unlike the most of ya."
May went up the stairs, holding the dark-brown wooden handrails, until she got to the hall. She went left and entered her room, which was filled with small flowers inside little cups that greeted her as she entered the room; a double-bed with a blue blanket and the floor was made out of smooth wood that wouldn't give a splinter; Sky-blue curtains were there to add more flavor into the room, and happened to be thin enough to see outside the yard and would allow the sun in the morning. The room smelled as if you were outside in nature, with flower pots in a comfortable spot just outside the open window, letting in a gentle breeze that waved May's hair slightly.
May jumped onto the bed the moment that she entered, with the bed puffing up and down from her force. "This is the life . . . I love this bed . . . I love the food . . . I love the smell . . . I love the house!" she then mumbled small things under her breath that was vague, and she closed her eyes with a little of her hair falling on her forehead. "Yeah . . . I wish that I can stay here forever . . . "
Back downstairs, Drew left the house without taking anything with him except for himself and his PokéBalls. Before the door closed behind him, the gentle night breeze slightly flew into the house. Some outside noise of trainers making silent conversations and Pokemon cries were also heard.
"That boy sure is dedicated!" commented Syrus. "One heck of a good trainer."
"Yep," agreed Sap. "Kind of reminds us of our son."
Outside, in the cool breeze of night, the stars were seen above the tranquil town; the colorful leaves that decorated the ground during the day had a more calm and monochromatic color; with the breeze flowing through Drew's green hair, lifting it up a little bit.
Drew walked in circles outside in a slow, pacing manner. "What can I do to train? I doubt that doing the usual 'send out Pokemon and practice' will help," he was talking silently to himself. "Maybe the best thing that I can do after what happened today, is think . . . " he stopped walking at one spot and slowly settled down, lying down on the lush, green grass with his arms behind his head and his legs straight out in a relaxing matter. His eyes looked at the stars, with the appearance reflecting off his gazing vision.
A couple walked by with two kids on the sidewalk.
I think that the best training that I can do at this point is think . . . thought Drew. A good way to release my mind and come back to what it once was. Drew's head moved as he looked at the many stars in the sky. I can't believe that Rick was able to beat me so easily. I have to say that any trainer that can even stand one minute against me has to be someone good, not that I'm trying to be a conceited person or anything. But the way that he was able to emerge from the battle victorious, without me even landing one hit on his Pokemon, is something that I'm going to be contemplating for a long time . . . I find it something amazing . . . something remarkable . . . something I'm missing . . . Drew smiled as he saw images of his Pokemon forming from the stars; his Roselia, Masquerain, and Flygon appearing consecutively. I think that the best thing that I can do now, is get some rest . . . Drew's eyes closed with a winning smile on his face as he lied down on the bed in a comfortable manner and appearing to be more relaxing or calming than sleeping in a real bed.
After a few hours of sleep in the smooth and silvery night, with May in her comfortable bed upstairs with her spoiled face, and Drew in the front yawn, sleeping as if he was in luxury. The sun gently shined down on May's face in her bedroom, making her turn to the size and resume sleeping in her vast laziness, along with the chirping bird Pokemon that have also woken up, like Pidgey and Taillow. Drew got up at 7:00 PM, going inside the lodge house and doing the usual morning routines in the bathroom, unlike his lazy friend May, whom has been acting like this since yesterday, while Drew already has thoughts of training.
Drew went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, also pulling on his purple blazer a little until he was comfortable. He went into the living room, which had a lodge table with four stools on it, similar to the dining table in the other room but smaller; a TV that was in a drawer that you could open to reveal the screen; and a shining, wide window with the sight of the backyard garden; the walls were also decorated with beautiful pictures of Pokemon, including Furret, Noctowl, and Bevadam. "This place sure looks like a nice place to rest," Drew took a seat.
Syrus entered the room, wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt with blue stripes on it and his usual jeans, "Hey Drew. Good morning."
"Yeah, thanks. I'm gonna head out and train right now, okay Syrus? I told myself yesterday that I would do so the first thing that I wake up in the morning, so here I go." Drew looked around the room for a moment, expecting that another person would be here. "Where's May right now? She should go outside and train with her Pokemon too. After all, you said that tomorrow would be the day of the Pokemon Contest of Maple Town, is that right?"
Syrus nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right. I'm going to head out and go for a morning walk as well . . . May, on the other hand, is keeping her word about staying inside and lazing off all day. What should I do? Knowing that someone is goofing off in my house does disturb me to the end."
Drew put his finger on his chin, indicating that he was thinking. He then jolted up from his light-brown stool with an idea. "I have a good one." he went over to Syrus and whispered something in his ear.
Syrus was amazed. "How can I forget something like that, Drew? You have such good ideas." Syrus began walking the other way, with a scheming look on his face as he took a plate of cheeseburgers that were on the kitchen table. "I'm putting that plan to work!" he said in the kitchen from a distance.
Drew smirked. "Lazy, lazy May . . . "
Syrus was upstairs, and made a left so that he could get to May's room, with the comfortable ornaments of home neatly arranged in there. He came over to May's ears, with a look of excitement on his face. "Hey May . . . I think that I have something that you may want . . . but if you want to get it, then you're going to have to get up and do something for me." he held the plate with the cheeseburgers near her nose.
May, without opening her eyes, sniffed the cheeseburgers with a morning, smiling face. "Huh . . . id that what I think it is? . . . " May jolted up from the bed as if she drank ten energy drinks and grabbed the plate of cheeseburgers. "Cheeseburgers! Give me them! Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!" she held the plate above her mouth and they both fell in, being devoured by the hungry May in seconds. She gulped them down with a spoiled look of unsatisfaction on her face. "Hey . . . I need more! Two is definitely not enough when it comes to feeding me!" she calmed down. " . . . can I get some more?"
Syrus chuckled, about to reveal his plan. "Sure you can get some more, May . . . I'll make anything that you want for you . . . "
"Oh really? Then get me twenty more cheeseburgers and hold the pickle!"
"You're going to have to do something for me."
"What do I have to do for you?" asked May. "Is it something big? Do I have to eat ten plates so that I can get an extra twenty or something? If that's it, then I'll do it for you!"
"You're going to have to have a Pokemon Battle with me right now," explained Syrus. "If you somehow manage to beat me in one, then I'll be glad to give you a hundred cheeseburgers for all I care. However, if you lose, then you get nothing and I won't cook for you as long as we're in Maple Town until you train and show me that you're determined to live up to that. Is that a deal, May?"
May nodded her head in agreement. "Fine. Where are we going to have this Pokemon Battle? Can it be somewhere that I can breathe and not have a whole bunch of other Pokemon Trainers watching? I don't want you to embarrass yourself when a little girl like me manages to beat an adult like you." May giggled. I can't wait until I get those super delicious cheeseburgers! she thought. "Well then let's get going already. The sooner that I beat you, the sooner I can get my cheeseburgers and eat all day without having to worry about having to do any 'training.' I think this is going to be an easy one."
Syrus pointed out the window. "We're going to be battling out there, okay May?" he approached it and looked down, with May also doing so. "You see that arena down there? We have our own private arena so that our family and friends can participate there without having to go somewhere else." he began walking out the room and went to the top of the stairways, with his finger curling at May, informing her to follow him downstairs so that they can get to the arena. "Come with me, May . . . the arena's in the backyard and I can see that you're pretty hungry. Let's go and bring it on!" he started walking down the stairs.
May began gushingly moving also. "Wait for me, Syrus! I'm gonna beat the pants off ya!"
In the wooden, but sturdy house that May, Sap, and Syrus were in, May was still gobbling down more food, this time eating two cheeseburgers that Syrus cooked for her with lasting patience, as he has done so for her throughout the day without a word of complaint. May wiped her mouth with a table tissue. "That was sure good! Can I get another double-cheeseburgers? I love the way that you cook and I wish that I can get as much as I want."
"You're going to get a tummyache if you keep eating your food at that rate, May," warned Sap with a voice showing that she cared. "Maybe you should chew all of your food before you eat, like normal people- it makes the food tastier and easier to digest."
May shrugged her shoulders. "Nah. I don't feel like it. Food never gives me a tummyache," she finished another plate. "Can I get another one?"
The doorbell suddenly rang, alerting Sap. "I wonder who it is? I'll get it for you," she approached the door and opened it with a wooden creek. "Oh hi."
It was Drew, with a serious yet negative look on his face after what happened to him earlier. "Yep, it's me, Drew," he walked inside the house, closing the lodge door as he did so and sitting down on one of the seats on the dinner table. "So what kind of training did you do, May?"
"I had a lot of eating training!" answered May, perky. "Ate as much as I wanted to!"
Drew grunted. "Hmmph . . . you sound just like a little spoiled rich girl that deserves to get nothing."
"And what do you mean by that?" May questioned sternly.
"Like I said earlier today, you're acting like these people have to cook food for you, May. You should show some consideration by saying a 'thank you' or an 'I appreciate it' once in a while. You can't just gobble up all of that food and expect this to be an all you can eat buffet!"
Syrus, wearing a gray sweater and blue jeans, was doing talented cooking moves with the saucepan that he was holding as he tossed food into the air and skillfully caught it. "You don't have to worry about any of that, Drew. Seeing people eat the food that I make is thanks enough for me. Don't forget that it's show and not tell, after all." Syrus looked directly at Drew. "So . . . did you meet my powerful son, Rick? How did the battle turn out?"
Drew slowly turned his face the other way, showing the back of his green hair with the white streak shimmering in the light. "I . . . I lost . . . " answered Drew in a very low and unclear voice, but was just enough to be heard. "I did . . . it was a tough battle that I had with Rick . . . " as he said those words, he slowly turned around again.
May had an astonished look on her face. "You lost, Drew?!" May began laughing out loud. "No way! There's absolutely no way that you could lose, Drew! You're just saying that so that Syrus won't be down that his son lost, aren't you, Drew?"
Drew was annoyed at May's words. "Yes! I lost! Do you have a problem with that? You're acting like I'm some kind of magical trainer that can never lose a Pokemon Battle, May! Well if you really think that, then I say that you should go and get some training of your own, since this is real life that we're talking about here!"
"I wouldn't be sad if my son lost," Syrus caught food onto a plate and placed it on the dining table, which May started to devour without saying a word. "If he lost, then I say that's reasonable. Like Drew said, nobody in this world is actually unbeatable- every trainer has his or her weakness, and that can't be avoided." Syrus looked directly at May with a reassuring face. "I say that you should take Drew's advice and train, May. Hard work always pays off at one time or another."
May had a look of laziness on her face. "Nah . . . I don't want to train right now."
"You don't have to go outside into the silver of night right now, May," explained Sap. "We mean that you should go out and have that preparing when tomorrow comes, since that's when the sun is up and you and your Pokemon are all fully refreshed, after all. You should go and get some rest in your guest room upstairs."
May stretched her arms, showing that she was tired of eating and was ready to settle in. "Maybe you're right, and maybe you're not. You're right about the going to sleep part- I'm all tuckered out and I really need my beauty sleep. But you're wrong about the part of me having to train myself and my Pokemon tomorrow, since it's going to be another day of me doing nothing and resting my troubles away in bed, getting free food whenever I want some like a spoiled little brat."
Syrus was astonished at those words. "How can you even say something like that? Whatever. We'll worry about all of that tomorrow. Just go somewhere and get a good night sleep, since I'm all tired to make you any more food. I also need to get some rest also." Syrus looked around. "Where's Rick doing out this late?"
"Chances are that he's outside somewhere training," explained Drew. "And by the way, I should go to the yard and train also."
"What kind of lowlife would devote all of his free time on training?" May wondered. "I say put off what you can always do tomorrow," she got up and began walking out the room. "See ya. I'm heading over to bed now so that I can get a good night sleep, unlike the most of ya."
* * *
May went up the stairs, holding the dark-brown wooden handrails, until she got to the hall. She went left and entered her room, which was filled with small flowers inside little cups that greeted her as she entered the room; a double-bed with a blue blanket and the floor was made out of smooth wood that wouldn't give a splinter; Sky-blue curtains were there to add more flavor into the room, and happened to be thin enough to see outside the yard and would allow the sun in the morning. The room smelled as if you were outside in nature, with flower pots in a comfortable spot just outside the open window, letting in a gentle breeze that waved May's hair slightly.
May jumped onto the bed the moment that she entered, with the bed puffing up and down from her force. "This is the life . . . I love this bed . . . I love the food . . . I love the smell . . . I love the house!" she then mumbled small things under her breath that was vague, and she closed her eyes with a little of her hair falling on her forehead. "Yeah . . . I wish that I can stay here forever . . . "
* * *
Back downstairs, Drew left the house without taking anything with him except for himself and his PokéBalls. Before the door closed behind him, the gentle night breeze slightly flew into the house. Some outside noise of trainers making silent conversations and Pokemon cries were also heard.
"That boy sure is dedicated!" commented Syrus. "One heck of a good trainer."
"Yep," agreed Sap. "Kind of reminds us of our son."
* * *
Outside, in the cool breeze of night, the stars were seen above the tranquil town; the colorful leaves that decorated the ground during the day had a more calm and monochromatic color; with the breeze flowing through Drew's green hair, lifting it up a little bit.
Drew walked in circles outside in a slow, pacing manner. "What can I do to train? I doubt that doing the usual 'send out Pokemon and practice' will help," he was talking silently to himself. "Maybe the best thing that I can do after what happened today, is think . . . " he stopped walking at one spot and slowly settled down, lying down on the lush, green grass with his arms behind his head and his legs straight out in a relaxing matter. His eyes looked at the stars, with the appearance reflecting off his gazing vision.
A couple walked by with two kids on the sidewalk.
I think that the best training that I can do at this point is think . . . thought Drew. A good way to release my mind and come back to what it once was. Drew's head moved as he looked at the many stars in the sky. I can't believe that Rick was able to beat me so easily. I have to say that any trainer that can even stand one minute against me has to be someone good, not that I'm trying to be a conceited person or anything. But the way that he was able to emerge from the battle victorious, without me even landing one hit on his Pokemon, is something that I'm going to be contemplating for a long time . . . I find it something amazing . . . something remarkable . . . something I'm missing . . . Drew smiled as he saw images of his Pokemon forming from the stars; his Roselia, Masquerain, and Flygon appearing consecutively. I think that the best thing that I can do now, is get some rest . . . Drew's eyes closed with a winning smile on his face as he lied down on the bed in a comfortable manner and appearing to be more relaxing or calming than sleeping in a real bed.
* * *
After a few hours of sleep in the smooth and silvery night, with May in her comfortable bed upstairs with her spoiled face, and Drew in the front yawn, sleeping as if he was in luxury. The sun gently shined down on May's face in her bedroom, making her turn to the size and resume sleeping in her vast laziness, along with the chirping bird Pokemon that have also woken up, like Pidgey and Taillow. Drew got up at 7:00 PM, going inside the lodge house and doing the usual morning routines in the bathroom, unlike his lazy friend May, whom has been acting like this since yesterday, while Drew already has thoughts of training.
Drew went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, also pulling on his purple blazer a little until he was comfortable. He went into the living room, which had a lodge table with four stools on it, similar to the dining table in the other room but smaller; a TV that was in a drawer that you could open to reveal the screen; and a shining, wide window with the sight of the backyard garden; the walls were also decorated with beautiful pictures of Pokemon, including Furret, Noctowl, and Bevadam. "This place sure looks like a nice place to rest," Drew took a seat.
Syrus entered the room, wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt with blue stripes on it and his usual jeans, "Hey Drew. Good morning."
"Yeah, thanks. I'm gonna head out and train right now, okay Syrus? I told myself yesterday that I would do so the first thing that I wake up in the morning, so here I go." Drew looked around the room for a moment, expecting that another person would be here. "Where's May right now? She should go outside and train with her Pokemon too. After all, you said that tomorrow would be the day of the Pokemon Contest of Maple Town, is that right?"
Syrus nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right. I'm going to head out and go for a morning walk as well . . . May, on the other hand, is keeping her word about staying inside and lazing off all day. What should I do? Knowing that someone is goofing off in my house does disturb me to the end."
Drew put his finger on his chin, indicating that he was thinking. He then jolted up from his light-brown stool with an idea. "I have a good one." he went over to Syrus and whispered something in his ear.
Syrus was amazed. "How can I forget something like that, Drew? You have such good ideas." Syrus began walking the other way, with a scheming look on his face as he took a plate of cheeseburgers that were on the kitchen table. "I'm putting that plan to work!" he said in the kitchen from a distance.
Drew smirked. "Lazy, lazy May . . . "
* * *
Syrus was upstairs, and made a left so that he could get to May's room, with the comfortable ornaments of home neatly arranged in there. He came over to May's ears, with a look of excitement on his face. "Hey May . . . I think that I have something that you may want . . . but if you want to get it, then you're going to have to get up and do something for me." he held the plate with the cheeseburgers near her nose.
May, without opening her eyes, sniffed the cheeseburgers with a morning, smiling face. "Huh . . . id that what I think it is? . . . " May jolted up from the bed as if she drank ten energy drinks and grabbed the plate of cheeseburgers. "Cheeseburgers! Give me them! Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!" she held the plate above her mouth and they both fell in, being devoured by the hungry May in seconds. She gulped them down with a spoiled look of unsatisfaction on her face. "Hey . . . I need more! Two is definitely not enough when it comes to feeding me!" she calmed down. " . . . can I get some more?"
Syrus chuckled, about to reveal his plan. "Sure you can get some more, May . . . I'll make anything that you want for you . . . "
"Oh really? Then get me twenty more cheeseburgers and hold the pickle!"
"You're going to have to do something for me."
"What do I have to do for you?" asked May. "Is it something big? Do I have to eat ten plates so that I can get an extra twenty or something? If that's it, then I'll do it for you!"
"You're going to have to have a Pokemon Battle with me right now," explained Syrus. "If you somehow manage to beat me in one, then I'll be glad to give you a hundred cheeseburgers for all I care. However, if you lose, then you get nothing and I won't cook for you as long as we're in Maple Town until you train and show me that you're determined to live up to that. Is that a deal, May?"
May nodded her head in agreement. "Fine. Where are we going to have this Pokemon Battle? Can it be somewhere that I can breathe and not have a whole bunch of other Pokemon Trainers watching? I don't want you to embarrass yourself when a little girl like me manages to beat an adult like you." May giggled. I can't wait until I get those super delicious cheeseburgers! she thought. "Well then let's get going already. The sooner that I beat you, the sooner I can get my cheeseburgers and eat all day without having to worry about having to do any 'training.' I think this is going to be an easy one."
Syrus pointed out the window. "We're going to be battling out there, okay May?" he approached it and looked down, with May also doing so. "You see that arena down there? We have our own private arena so that our family and friends can participate there without having to go somewhere else." he began walking out the room and went to the top of the stairways, with his finger curling at May, informing her to follow him downstairs so that they can get to the arena. "Come with me, May . . . the arena's in the backyard and I can see that you're pretty hungry. Let's go and bring it on!" he started walking down the stairs.
May began gushingly moving also. "Wait for me, Syrus! I'm gonna beat the pants off ya!"
* * *