[ POV Change ]
[ Celadon City - Hotel ]
The illuminated skyline of Celadon City showcased its towering skyscrapers and bustling streets.
In a grand hotel, the neon sign flickered above the entrance.
Inside one of these apartnts, one could see Lucario slumbering on the couch, his body rising and falling with each peaceful breath.
Suddenly, a Ninjask darts into the room, its wings flapping furiously as it lifted a Wartortle in its grasp. The Wartortle seems unperturbed, calmly taking out a marker as the Ninjask slowly lowered it towards the sleeping Lucario's mouth.
anwhile, a group of Pokemon gathers around, watching intently. A Scizor and Pikachu engage in a heated debate, while a Fearow perches on the back of a nearby chair, observing the scene with a critical eye. The stakes were high, as the group seems to be betting on the outco of the Wartortle's daring move.
In the corner of the room, Yellow sketched away, her concentration focused on capturing the beauty of a Dragonair posing alongside her Dratini. The two serpentine Pokemon are caught in a serene dance, their flowing movents captured in Yellow's artwork.
anwhile, in another room, Austin sat in his hotel room, the light of his computer screen illuminating his face as he chatted with Cynthia. It had been a while since they last caught up and he was eager to hear how she was doing. He noticed a sense of frustration in her tone as they started talking about their week.
"Hey Cynthia, how's it going?" Austin asked.
"Ugh, don't even get
started," Cynthia groaned. "This has been the worst week ever."
" What happened?"
" The League happened, first they want to conduct so kind of experint on an ancient artifact which leads to you opening an interdinsional gate and causing an essential crisis in your entire region and now you're facing the entire backlash and being criticized on national fucking television !"
Cynthia slamd her fist onto the desk as she gritted her teeth.
" Wow! And here I thought my week was crazy."
" What happened to you ?"
" Well, I dressed as a scarecrow and I even won an award. They said I was outstanding in my field," Austin chuckled.
" I am not in the mood for jokes, Austin."
" Sorry."
" No, No, No, I didn't an it like that. ( ~Sigh~
) I am just tired."
" I can tell, the dark circles under your eyes tell a moving story. That's just your life story in a nutshell: a long, dark tale of exhaustion and disappointnt."
Cynthia let out a chuckle as she giggled while Austin smiled.
God, he loved that laugh.
" Well, sorry for not winning an award for my life story."
" Babe, it wasn't even nominated."
Austin and Cynthia smiled at each other and chuckled.
"Well, let's talk about sothing less depressing than your life. Have you seen any good movies or shows lately?" Austin asked.
Cynthia perked up at the change of subject, "Actually, yes. I just started watching this new show on ..."
....
Austin quietly slipped out of his room, careful not to disturb the others who were fast asleep. The apartnt was silent except for the soft sound of snores and deep breathing. He made his way to the closet, grabbing a few blankets along the way.
As he walked down the hall, he couldn't help but chuckle as he saw the childish drawings that covered Lucario's face. Soone had decided to have a little fun with the sleeping Pokemon trainer during the night. Austin shook his head, amused by the sight.
He continued, laying a blanket over the sleeping Yellow, who was curled up with Chu-Chu, the Pichu. The sight brought a smile to Austin's face as he watched the two partners sleep peacefully. He then draped a blanket over Dragonair, who was lying on its back with its wings spread out.
Austin's attention was jolted by a strange noise coming from the kitchen. As he approached the kitchen, he could hear the sound of shuffling and clanging.
As he peered into the room, he saw Pikachu, standing on the counter, attempting to make a piece of toast. However, the electric rat was having a difficult ti, as evidenced by the crumbs and spillage on the counter and floor. Austin couldn't help but smile at the sight.
He approached Pikachu, trying to stifle his laughter. "Whoa, whoa, hold on there, Buddy," he said, as he reached out to stop the Pokemon. "Let
help you with that." Austin took over the task of making the toast, making sure it was perfectly browned, and placed it on a plate.
Pikachu's eyes lit up with excitent as Austin presented the toast to him. The Pokemon eagerly took a bite, saring ketchup across its face in the process. Austin gagged at the sight as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
As he leaned against the counter, sipping his coffee, Austin couldn't help but sigh as he reached out, gently rubbing the Pokemon's head, causing Pikachu to close its eyes in contentnt.
" Professor Oak is calling in a few minutes, what to join
?"
" Pika."
......
Austin leaned against the desk, a cigarette between his fingers as he waited for the call to connect to Professor Oak. He took a drag, savoring the calming sensation that spread through him. He then flicked the cigarette into the ashtray, the embers still glowing as he watched the smoke rise.
Pikachu, who had been sitting nearby while eating ketchup on ice cream, looked at the ashtray with a look of disgust. Austin couldn't help but smile at the reaction, knowing full well that Pikachu didn't approve of his smoking habit.
Just then, the call connected, and the screen flickered to life, displaying a black screen. Austin leaned forward, peering at the screen. "Professor Oak?" he called out, his voice filled with confusion.
"Ash, is that you?" ca the familiar voice of the professor. "I can't see you. Have you switched on the cara?"
"Oh, right," Austin said, slapping his forehead in realization. "I'll fix that now." He reached over and flipped the switch, causing the screen to flicker to life once again.
This ti, Austin was greeted by the face of Professor Oak, his kind eyes twinkling with amusent. But before Austin could say anything, another screen popped up, showing the face of Brock. Austin's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight.
"Hello, Ash!" Brock greeted," It's been a long ti."
Austin felt his heart sink as he glanced at the shell-shocked Pikachu.
" I think yellow is calling , I should check that out." Austin threw an excuse as he tried to get up and leave this call imdiately.
" Oh, yellow is with you. That's good to hear so did she ask about Raticate?"
Brock's words froze Pikachu and Austin in place.
" Ash, my boy; while I was giving Brock that pokemon egg you gave , he told
everything and I think I speak on behalf of your mother that I am disappointed that you would prioritize winning over your friends but I know that's not you."
Professor Oak's words were finished by Brock.
" Ash, did you leave us because Raticate died ?"
Austin slowly sat back down and took a deep breath as he tried to calm down his beating heart anwhile Brock gulped as he saw his father's silhouette over Austin when his mother died.
" That's a good joke, hehehe."
Austin's chuckles were t with blank stares as Pikachu looked at Austin with sad eyes.
' Do you want to maintain this lie, so badly ?'
" Ash, my boy."
" Ash! This is no joking matter !" Brock yelled out surprising everyone in the room as Austin looked at him in silence.
" Ash, my boy. Why is Raticate missing from your pokemon registry?"
" .... "
" Pi."
Pikachu reached out to his trainer.
' Please, stop with these lies.'
" I released her !" Austin yelled out causing Brock to sigh as he saw through Austin's lies.
His father was just like that, pushing everyone away with lies. Telling them that it was going to be fine and that everything was ok.
" Ash,..." Before Brock could say anything the door to his room slamd open with a loud crash, causing Austin and Professor Oak to jump in their seats. Austin's eyes widened as saw Misty storming in, her orange hair had now been dyed to black hair as it whipped around her face.
Misty was dressed in a manner that was vastly different from her usual style. Her clothing was skimpy, revealing more skin than usual. A tight black top clung to her curves, while a short skirt showed off her toned legs. A long chain dangled from her waist, drawing attention to her hips as she walked.
Austin's eyes almost popped out of their sockets before the realization set in.
His words might have left a much bigger impact on Misty than he initially assud.
Did his words an so much to Misty that she changed herself to be " beautiful
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