《Odd, How I Got Here》Chapter 9
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I laid on my back under the covers, blissfully passed out. With my pokemon laying on or against my chest, the three having quaint little dreams as they softly smiled. As for me being as usual...dreamless in the voided blackness of sleep. About five years being dreamless. It's kind of sombering to being perfectly honest...though glad at the same time with the absolutely weird as hell dreams I had growing up. Though, being unable to dream, saddens me because of my like of writing, I can never dream of my characters. Or the situations, machines, weapons or places to help shape the scope of the story.
But, it hasn't stopped me from writing in general. Even with my poor imagination.
Though...something irritating happened. Somebody knocked on the door, rather aggressively. My face contorted into a look of irritation. Then a another round of knocking spouted. Are you fucking kidding me.... I thought irritably. I opened my eyes, and afterwards looked at my chest to see Keldra sleeping, actually quite adorably. It pained me to have to ruin that image, though a few moments later I gently picked her up trying not to wake her. Which is surprising is that god forsaken knocking hasn't woke all of them. I then carefully moved off the bed and made my way to the door as another round of knocking annoyingly sounded as I gave a small growl of growing anger. Unbeknownst to me, Nesia raised her groggy head with half lidded eyes. Wondering why I got up and wondering more with the knocking.
So she decided to watch. Oooh mothafucker, this better be good. I thought as I got close to the door, opening a few moments later. I saw some guy with black hair, a gray shirt, jeans, and snow boots. Next to him was the little twat that throw away Keldra. I looked at them with a tired glare. "What?" I growled, my tone unfriendly with a little eye twitch.
"Hi..." The guy that looked to be twenty and a bit douchey began. "My little brother-"
Oh for fucks sake! Really? You're going to be that type of little shit!? Fucking really? Alright. Fine, fucking wonderful, fuck this entirely..... I thought actually getting pissed now. "Piss off." I began, then I looked at the little twat. "And you fuck off entirely, you shitty excuse of a noob trainer that shouldn't even own a fucking pokemon." I said with a venomous glare and tone. With that I shut the door in their faces. I ran my hand over my face with a groan. "Oh my god..."
"Snivy sni...?" Nesia asked wondering why I was getting angry. I took a breath and sighed, calming my self to a degree. "You remember that kid a while back? Yeah...little douche called up his brother. Which...I hope aren't still out there." I explained. Nesia rolled her eyes with a grown and plopped onto her side in one motion. "Yeah, that's pretty much my reaction-" I said, then heard the door knock again. I snapped my attention to the door with a glare. "You son of a motherfucking-" I began then opened the door to see the two still there. "Begon!!" I all but yelled with a menacing version of one of my deep voices. With a death glare. Then closed the door again. I then began to hear one of them try to get my attention. Then opened the door enough to shoot my arm through and gave them both the nigh universal gesture of irritation for a few seconds and closed the door for the last time.
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"It doesn't fucking matter what dimension one will go, there's always the jackass trope. FFucking always!" I said then groaned quietly, rubbing my eyebrows. I made my way to the bed sitting down. I looked at the alarm clock beside the bed through my nearsightedness, squinting enough to see the numbers. 7:32 am is what it read. For my standard And my household, it's still too damn early. I carefully got back under the warmth of the covers. Which Nesia placed her head on my chest when I got comfortable. "Sniiiii vyyyyy..." [Mooooore sleeeeep....] She said yawning adorably, causing my expression to soften to a light smile.
I couldn't agree more... I thought closing my eyes, then waited for sleep to take hold again. Another three hours later I opened my eyes half open staring at the ceiling, near silently yawning. I could feel my stomach's protest of not having food arise. Well, time for munchables. I thought becoming more awake, I looked at my pokemon. Keldra had made her way onto my chest again, sleeping soundly. You know, I could actually get used to this. I thought somewhat cheerfully with a small smile. I moved up on the bed a little, trying not to wake the three in the process.
"You know? I wonder what the special is today." Psycho said curious.
I'm actually wondering that myself.
"We should be making arrangements on where to go next. We can't stay here indefinitely." Vlad pointed out.
Yes...this is true. But where the morbid hell am I going to go, let alone what to do? I thought, which the more I thought on it, the more it troubled me. Shhhiiiiiiiiiit... I mentally groaned in displeasure of the notion.
Fuck it, I'll worry about it later today. I thought as I looked down at my pokemon. I reached a hand to Keldra, placing it on her back. I rubbed my thumb on her upper back to help to try waking her up. "Keldra...time to wake up." I said gently. "...Raaaall..." [Noooo...] Keldra said meekly. "If you don't you won't get any breakfast." I said teasingly. Elora's ear twitched at the mention of food, a moment later her head rose off the pillow to look at me and Keldra with groggy eyes. "Ral, ralts." [Okay...I'm awake.] Keldra said perking up. I then saw Nesia moving as well. "Snivy sniv." [I heard food.]
Oh my god, okay. It's going to be like this. I thought with a quiet chuckle. Ooh, I wonder if they have biscuits and gravy? I thought curiously.
"Alright Nessi, scuoo'chi." I said getting her to move. She more or less crawled onto the covers, afterwards I swung my legs to the side of the bed as I gently held the little Ralts still trying to stay on my chest. I grabbed my glasses off the end table. "Alright, I'll be right back." I said to Keldra placing her on the bed. I then went to my pack, grabbing a shirt out of it and proceeded to the bathroom. A few long moments later I was out with a black shirt with faded blue wispy skulls trailing along the shirt in a low curve. "Alrighty diety, off ta get food we go!" I said in an irish accent as I pocketed my p.g. Elora and Nesia already got off the bed walking to the door. Keldra played the adorable card by holding her arms up with a smile. I looked at her for a moment when I was at the bedside with a small smirk and raised brow. "Oh, fine." I said with a roll of the eyes as I picked her up, holding her in a cradling kind of fashion that she can sit up in.
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We then made our way downstairs. Nurse Joy noticed us coming, giving a smile and wave. "Morning." She said pleasantly.
"Morning. I'm curious, is there any specials today?"
"Yes actually, It's a bisquits and gravy kind of dish. I hear it's really good." The blue haired nurse answered cheerfully.
"Sweet, I'll have that." I said with a smile, I then looked over to my pokemon. "I know you're getting one of those crapes." I said looking at Elora who just smiled. "So Nesi and Kel, what might you two get?" I asked, Joy just looked at me amusedly talking so nonchalantly to my pokemon, She doesn't see this kind of interaction often with trainers these days. It's refreshing to see this kind of friendliness and nonchalontness with ones pokemon.
"Menu please." Keldra asked, I looked over at Nurse Joy. "Can I see a menu for a sec?" I asked.
"Sure."
I then handed the menu to Nesia and Keldra. Both taking a hold of a side and both looked through at the options. It took a few long moments before they gave their answers with me relaying them. I took the menu back, giving it back to miss Joy. "You're food and drinks will be out shortly." She said then went off to the kitchen area. While she did that we made our way to a table.
After what I believe was thirty minutes I saw the three Audino's coming up with the two trays of food and the third with the tray of the drinks. That's kind of expected. After that was sorted and when we were in the middle of eating...the dreaded pair came back. "Hopefully I can speak to you more appropriately this time."
The look of a decent mood changed into a look of annoyance as I was in mid chew. I closed my eyes letting a breath out my nose, finishing my bite. Again with these fuckers...? I looked at them with a look of distastefulness of their presence. "I'm sorry to bother you again but I want to hear the reasoning behind the outbursts my brother told of me."
At least he talks more intelligently then the douche I thought he was. "Oh fucking really now?" I began then gone into my thick scotsman's accent. "The bloody reasoning is because of your disgrace of kin. Throwing a member of what to be family on a journey of joys and perils. Thrown away like the remaining scraps of your meal." I said darkly. The black haired man becoming bewildered by my speech. "Throwing away a sweet being because he thought it weak." I said looking at the boy with eyes showing my growing anger and resentment.
"Be it so that I'm new to this myself. But I'm a better being then the boy you stand by." I continued. Keldra looked over from beside me, then climbing on my lap to get my attention while tapping my shoulder. I looked over to her. "Ralts, ral ralts?"
I calmed to a degree upon Keldra's asking, though leaving to a look of irritation. I looked at the pair again. The guy began to get a small gist of what I was saying. "So...can you tell me who was left behind?" He asked.
"Your looking at her." I said nodding to the Ralts, the guy looked at the Ralts with widening eyes seeing it was a shiny as well. I looked at the kid again. "He, left her. In the cold, trudging through snow and a storm. I luckily heard her call the night of the storm while it was blowing and saved her." I finished looking at her, my expression softening. "You child, don't deserve any kindness from me. Be lucky you haven't experienced the brunt of my irritation." I said looking at the kid again, my voice going to normal. The guy looked at his brother with a angry look. "Nathan, you are the biggest dumbass I have the displeasure of being related to." The kid shrank from his brothers shared irritation I have with the situation.
He looked at me with a softened look of his irritation. "Thank you for bringing this to light to me." Then turned to leave with the kid reluctantly in tow.
Finally that shit got sorted, now back to my food. I thought going back to eating, the morning then resumed.
Later on, we went into the training area, while making sure no one saw us in the process. As I passed the entryway leading out to the open space of the training room, I stopped in mid-stride after a few steps. I blinked a few times before walking back and looking to my right with a raised brow of confusion. "And when the hell did you get here?" I said thoughtfully looking at what looked to be a drinks fountain you'd see in restaurants and gas stations. Keldra looked at the machine curiously. "What is it?"
"Well, as surprised as I am. This is a fountain drink machine. You'd see this in restaurants, fast food joints, movie theaters and gas stations." I said noting the places off the top of my head. I spotted the cups for the machine. Oh sweet.
"Oh! 64onz'ers." Vlad said somewhat excitedly. I then looked at the selection of drinks. Most of them were play on names in my world. Clever. I thought to some of them. Then one caught my eye. Fargo...that's an interesting one. I thought at the elaborate green design on the label. Then I noticed the other two iterations of it in red and blue respectively. Wait...is this, this worlds spin off of mtn dew? I thought starting to make a connection.
"Oh we all know one way to find out!" Psycho said with a note of enthusiasm. This is quite true.
Nesia then came up to me and looked at the machine. "Snivy sniv?"
"Hm?" I questioned looking at the little snake. "Oh, I was surprised to see this here." I replied nodding my head to the machine. "Sni."
"Yeah." I then knelt down to let Keldra walk around. "You two can go to the battlefield, I'll be there in a minute." I said to them, which they then walked off to let me ponder if I should get a cup or not. Though with the short debate that went on, I decided to say screw it and grabbed a cup and poured a small amount of the green Fargo. I swished it around the cup a bit before taking a whiff. Hm...kind of smells like dew. Looks like dew. But does it taste like dew? I questioned as I took a drink. I looked at the drink in surprise. And by god it does! I thought pleased with a grin. Sweet! So, in the right thought process I'm going through, the Rebel and Static ones will taste like code red and voltage respectively. I thought and executed my little theory as I did the same process as the green Fargo. I gave a very pleased chuckle of joy. "Oh hell yes! So much yes hahah!" I said quite delighted with my finding. Now the dilemma....which one? I thought then began to look at the three rapidly with a little hum with each one my sight landed on.
This only took a few moments before I decided on Rebel. I did a short delighted giggle as it filled as I grinned. After that I went over to the table I was at last time taking a drink. "Alright girls! Show me what you got!" I said cheerfully as I popped up the targets, I got tired of calling them dummies. I then popped up my music, the song Sick of it by Skillet being the starting song.
After that things were going smoothly in another morning trapped in the Pokécenter as I watched my pokémon train, I chimed in a idea here and there for them to try. Then a few pointers of where to attack to see how the target would react from the impact.
I was pleased when most of them worked. These moves and tactics are going to fuck with so many people. I thought deviously with a calm grin.
"Utterly!" Psycho chimed.
"And maliciously!" Vlad added with a chuckle.
I thought on getting the tablet like device out off the speakers out and checking the weather. Dath thy storm still bitch'th? I questioned with a raised brow as I went and grabbed the device then went into the weather site.
"-It seems that our large snow storm is finally dying down after ten days." The news woman said sounding rather relieved. She looked off to her right to someone else. "I don't know about you, but I could do with a good Lindorna coffee right about now." The woman said casually with a chuckle. The man was shown in the next frame with temperatures. "Don't tease me Linda, I'm already tempted to hazard a walk there! Man that coffee sounds heavenly right now... Anyways, here's the temps for the week-." I stopped the video then thrusted my arms in the air "Haha fuck yes!" I said joyously almost falling over. I quickly grabbed the table and pulled myself back, I then noticed the current song was Omen by The Prodigy playing.
Nesia heard the cheer and looked over to me, curious. She quickly made her way to me. Jumping over the barrier with the help of her vines and landed on my table. "Snivy sni?" Nesia said asking what happened.
"The fucking snow storms gone!" I said jubilantly with a small cackle. "Oh so much yeees!" I said with a fist pump with a somewhat shaking fist. Nesia smiled in joy. "Sssniiiivyyyy!!!" She said joyously jumping a few times. [FFiiiiinalllyyyyy!!!]
Elora and Keldra finished their targets, they began hearing the random cheering causing them to look at eachother confused then looked at the origin of the sound to see their friend and trainer cheering over something. They both made therir way over to see what was going on.
"Master Will? What's going on?" Elora asked confused. I looked at her with a grin.
"That bloody storm is gone hahaahaa!" I said happily.
The little illusionist and the little psychic type looked at each other with surprise then jubilance. After that we made our way up stairs after I got my p.g back, we came out the entrance of the training area with smiles on our faces. As we walked to the stairs to our room when Nurse Joy caught our attention. "Hey Will, the storm finally stop!" She said cheerfully. "I know, it's about time too." I said with smile, I then decided to look at the doorway to the building. Shit... I thought seeing the literal wall of snow against the auto door. "I can fix that." The 'Shiny' nurse said. I looked at her with a quizzical brow.
"Let me guess, you keep a fire type for things like this?" I assumed with a raised brow.
"Yep." She then went over to a hall to the left of her and leaned her head in the entry way. "Fluffle! Come here sweety!" Joy called leaving me and my pokemon with a questioning look.
Ze fuck is and who ze hell is Fluffle...? I questioned in a french accent. We got our answer as I heard something trotting down the hall. I then heard a lion's friendly growl which cause me to give an uncertain wide eyed look with furrowed brows. [What might it by mistress?"] A male's voice said.
Excuse me. Mistress? I questioned trying to think of the reasoning before Psycho started providing scenes of what 'might' be the reasoning. Damn it Psycho, not now. I thought as I pushed the thoughts to the side.
"You know by all means that is one of only two reason!" Psycho said with a impish chuckle.
Silence. I thought back, then looked at the entrance of the hall to see a Pyroar walking in. Holy shit, a Pyroar. I thought somewhat surprised, I then felt Keldra press against my chest, with which I looked at her. Hm, she's either A: doesn't like him. Or B: She's afraid of him. ...I'm leaning on b. I thought as I placed a reassuring hand on Keldra with a reassuring small smirk. I could feel the uneasiness of my other two pokemon as we looked at the fire lion. "Fluffle, could you be a dear and clear the snow from the door please?"Joy asked which Fluffle nodded and trotted over to the doorway as it begrudgingly opened as it stuttered a few times, before finally opening fully. I watched as he opened his mouth showing it lit by fire for a moment before letting loose a flamethrower into the snow wall, melting it rather quickly. It took all but six seconds to melt the pile of snow and reveal ten feet of sidewalk. Fluffle then puffed a small cloud of smoke signifying his little triumph and to taunt the snow with a smug smile. Fuffle then trotted back to Nurse Joy sitting down beside her. She then petted his head affectionately with a smile.
"Thank you." Joy said kindly, with that, Fuffle went back to where it came from.
"Interesting name." I said enthused by the choice, which caused Joy to look at me. "I'm not dissing it." I clarified. Just didn't expect a creature of fire to have a fucking name like that! I thought in somewhat surprised humour.
After talking for a little bit, me and my pokemon went back to our room. While walking in and closing the door, I was looking at the window. I decided to walk over to said window and looked out it. Actually surprised of the actual size of the city. Why do I feel it's the size of Kennewick? No...it's smaller then that. Damn it...I can't remember a small city I could compare this to. I thought looking at the various buildings and the sparse amount of people hazarding the snow.
Then a thought came to mind. ...I wonder if my shoes can act like those arctic snow trekking shoes...damn it what were they called?
"You mean those alaskan racket shoes?" Psycho chimed trying to help.
Yeah, kind of like those.
"I can't see why not." Vlad said not putting it past who or whatever the hell altered my clothes.
I've also been wondering what happened to my dragon necklace. I thought finding it odd I didn't spawn in with it on. That and my chainmail bracelet...
"Maybe both were left behind in our world. Or...Somehow...some way. They've been turned into some artifacts for us to find!" Psycho speculated.
I wouldn't put it past what the fuck brought me here to do that. Or. It could be somewhere in my pack. ... And now I kind of feel like looking around the shops. I've actually been kind of curious what's here to be a bit honest.
"I wonder if that coffee shop does italian soda's..." Psycho said rather curious.
I'm kinda curious too. I thought since it's been awhile since I last had one. I looked over to my pokemon seeing them entertaining themselves. "How does exploring the city a bit sound?" This caught there attention as they stopped what they were doing to look at me with interest. Wait...would they be called italian soda's? I questioned.
"Maybe not the italian part." Vlad suggested.
True... Alto soda maybe? Since you know, Alto mare? I surmised.
"High possibility." Vlad admitted.
And another thing to wonder, what are the flavors like? Obviously there's going to be some of this realms berries as some of the flavors. But what other's would there be? Any of my worlds? Fuck it. We'll find out when we go and look.
"Oh! What about soft serves?" Psycho asked talking about the ice cream.
They might be selling them. But not that high of plausibility. But can't rule it out. Buuut, if there is anywhere selling them. Oh fuck yes we're getting some. I thought with a smile.
"Doesn't matter, winter or not. You'll get one regardless." Vlad said vaguely reciting my comment on getting a soft serve.
And you damn well know it!
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