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cow-legs · 4 years

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Girls Night Out

I wanted to practice writing something in a script format which I’ve never really done before in any serious capacity, so I asked people on twitter for random Pokémon characters to use (which ended up being Gardenia, Sina, Valerie, and Mr. Backlot) and with those I wrote....something. Enjoy??

HEARTHOME CITY - NIGHT

[Gardenia, Valerie, and Sina are sitting in a booth in a small restaurant - Valerie and Sina sitting on one side, and Gardenia across from them. Each are just finishing up their respective meals, and are mid-conversation.]

VALERIE: I must say, [She pauses to wipe her face with a napkin] I am very happy that you two are getting along so well!

[As she speaks, she slides her long sleeve back down to its usual length, as she had it rolled up further than it could take as to allow her to actually use her hand for eating, but was now finished]

GARDENIA: Well, thanks for bringin’ us all together! It’s been a while since I’ve had a good night off.

SINA: Same. If it weren’t for you bringing me with you here, I’d probably be back at home reorganizing like dozens of research papers for the fifth night in a row, so chilling with you and Gardenia is an alternative I’d take like, any day.

GARDENIA: Aww~

[Valerie chuckles, pleased with the situation, Sina takes another sip of her drink.]

SINA: How’d you two meet, anyway?

GARDENIA: Oh, well, years back all us Sinnoh leaders went up to Kalos to challenge the leaders there.

SINA: Oh!! Oh, yeah, Arceus, I remember that! I REALLY wanted to see Fantina's matches, but I had just started working for the professor at the time so I had wayyy too much work to do...

GARDENIA: Ooh, Fantina? Are you a fan of hers? She's in town, I could probably introduce you!

SINA: Oh Arceus, no, haha! You really don't have to.

GARDENIA: Aaaalright, she's probably asleep anyway. [Laughs] But anyway, me 'n Val got paired up for our first match, and we became friends pretty quickly. I won the battle, of course.

VALERIE: That's strange, I appear to remember differently.

GARDENIA: Hey, you and the ref can keep saying that, but we all know that I was the clear winner there.

VALERIE: Funny, I don't recall you having such an attitude when I completely destroyed your roserade.

[All laugh.]

GARDENIA: Anyway, how do you two know each other?

SINA: Well, you know I work under Professor Sycamore, and he usually, like, sends me and Dex to do a lot of his errands all over the reasons, because Arceus knows he has way more work than a man like that should ever be trusted with, so there was this one time I had to go to Laverre City to take care of some stuff,

VALERIE: I was doing a show at the time and was a touch short on hands, so I ended up plucking her up off the street and using her as a model! [Laughs] Thinking back, I feel it was a bit rude to ask on such short notice, but now I am glad I did, as I would not have met her otherwise!

GARDENIA: Oh man, seriously? Lucky!! I don't even like dresses, but I'd seriously kill to wear one of Val's.

VALERIE: [Shocked] Truly? You mean it? Well then, [Claps her hands together once, happily] I will have to make one for you someday!

GARDENIA: REALLY? Fuck yeah!! You're seriously the best, V--

[Waiter walks past, setting down the check in front of Gardenia]

GARDENIA: Oh, thanks. Hey, we can ditch whenever you guys want. [Shoving the change in her pockets]

SINA: We might as well go now. I wanna take in as much of The Sights (TM) that I can before I gotta go back home

[Cut to the girls walking outside of the restaurant. Valerie notices something out of the corner of her eye, and stops.]

VALERIE: Oh my, is that...Amity Square, was it called?

GARDENIA: Huh? Oh yeah, I forgot that was in this city.

VALERIE: [Excited] Oh, I have read all about this place! I was very sad to learn that Sinnoh has such strict laws about having trained pokémon out in public, but then I found out about this! [Quickly turning to face the others] May we go there?

GARDENIA: Why not?

SINA: Sure, sounds interesting enough.

[Valerie spins around again to face it and begins walking towards it. Gardenia and Sina follow behind.]

VALERIE: Wonderful! My little mawile will have so much fun~!

[At the mention of mawile, Gardenia freezes, dawning horror spreading across her face as she realizes something]

GARDENIA: [Nervous] Uh, Val, actually I uh, don't think this is such a good idea.

VALERIE: Whatever do you mean? [She does not stop walking]

GARDENIA: [Very nervous] I just, uh, well they're REEEALLY particular about the kinds of pokémon they let in, so--

VALERIE: You mean the rule about cute pokémon? There is no need to worry, Gardenia, my lovely little mawile is the cutest pokémon to ever live~! [She gets gradually more excited and her pace quickens with it]

GARDENIA: [Extremely nervous] W-well that's the thing, Val, they're really--

[She stops as Valerie has walked through the entrance and Gardenia realizes it's too late. Sina gives her a look of confusion and worry before the two follow after her. Inside, Valerie is speaking to the receptionist.]

RECEPTIONIST: Okay, please show me the pokémon you'd like to accompany you.

VALERIE: [Excitedly hands the nice lady a heal ball] Here! My beautiful mawile!

RECEPTIONIST: [Pauses, before promptly giving it back to her.] I'm sorry, ma'am, but mawile is not one of the pokémon accepted here.

[Valerie, still smiling, blankly looked at the woman. Gardenia cringed, knowing exactly what she feared was soon going to follow.]

VALERIE: Excuse me?

RECEPTIONIST: Here, [She hands Valerie a large laminated sheet displaying several pokémon] this is the list of pokémon we allow inside the square.

[Valerie searches the list, happy expression fading as she cannot find mawile on it. She pauses for a moment, before looking back up at the receptionist with a new polite smile, though this one is clearly forced.]

VALERIE: I am sorry, but there must be some sort of mistake.

RECEPTIONIST: [Shaking her head] I apologize ma'am, but I'm not allowed to let a mawile in. If you don't have any of the accepted pokémon, I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

VALERIE: [Clearly getting more angry as she speaks] Are you not an establishment centered around cute pokémon? How do you have any right to judge my mawile without even seeing her? Only allowing specific species without accounting for any individual pokémon’s beauty is--is--...is criminal!

RECEPTIONIST: I really am sorry, ma’am, but there really is nothing I can do about it. The owner is very strict on what species are allowed in here, and there’s nothing I can do to change it.

VALERIE: Of course you can! You can just let her in!

RECEPTIONIST: I’m sorry ma’am but I’m going to have to ask you to leave.

VALERIE: Wh--Why you--

[Valerie moves forward as if she’s about to jump over the desk and attack, but Gardenia and Sina quickly move in and each grab an arm, restraining her. They begin pulling her back towards the doors. The receptionist sighs with relief.]

VALERIE: You savages will pay for this--this--villainy!! The authorities will surely hear of your crimes!

Gardenia: They absolutely will not be hearing about this, I’m so sorry for this.

Sina: Have a nice night!

[The two successfully pull Valerie outside. They finally let go of her after she has had time to calm down.]

VALERIE: [Calmly before growing more aggressive] I...I apologize for my outburst. I simply cannot believe the nerve of that--!

GARDENIA: [Nervously and hurriedly] HEYY, how about we go for a nice long walk through Route 212 where you can have your mawile out and we can all calm down.

SINA: That sounds GREAT, COME ON VALERIE LET’S GO!

[Sina grabs Valerie’s hand - well, sleeve - and they hurriedly head south toward Route 212]

[Cut to the girls walking along Route 212. Valerie’s mawile has finally been freed now that they are in the wilderness, and is holding onto her sleeve as they go.]

VALERIE: Okay, alright, I believe I have truly calmed down now. I am very grateful for you two keeping me in line.

GARDENIA: Just don’t do that again and we’re cool. I don’t think I have the emotional energy to prevent another murder.

VALERIE: [Clearly shocked and saddened by that comment] A--Ah, no, I would never do a thing like that! Did it really seem like that…?

GARDENIA: Ah--No, it was a joke, sorry.

SINA: At least one good thing came out of this, this’ll be like a really funny story to tell.

VALERIE: P-please do not tell anyone about this.

SINA: Aw, alright fine, our lips are sealed.

GARDENIA: Hey, I don’t speak for me. I’m not making any promises. [Grins]

SINA: Hey!!

[Sina jokingly slaps her on the back of the head for this. They all laugh. Mr. Backlot appears in front of them.]

MR. BACKLOT: Well! That’s a fine mawile you have there!

VALERIE: Oh? Yes, she is my absolute pride and joy! [She picks up mawile, clearly pleased to have been complimented on her.]

MR. BACKLOT: Hoho, indeed! [Walking closer to examine the small monster] At first I thought one of the pokémon from my garden had wandered out and found you, but I can see that it’s really yours! She even resembles you a bit!

SINA: Your garden?

MR. BACKLOT: Yes! My garden - over there, see? [Gestures to the nearby mansion] Pokémon from all over the world come here just to see it! Many pokémon not found in the region reside there even now! I’d be happy to let you all see it if you’re interested. [The way he says this feels very over-eager and practiced, as if he’s given this talk many times and was just waiting for the opportunity to say it again]

GARDENIA: Oh yeah, I think I’ve heard of this place. Sounds kinda sketchy, though.

MR. BACKLOT: [Noticing Gardenia for the first time] Oh! You are the gym leader Gardenia, correct? Excuse me, I didn’t even realize. I must insist that you come see it, it’s truly a sight to behold, and I’m sure you’ll find an exotic pokémon to fit even your standards!

Gardenia: Ehhh, I dunno, dude.

Sina: As weird as it sounds, the idea of non-native pokémon being here is definitely interesting… The professor would probably want to hear about something like this…

GARDENIA: Isn’t Sycamore into mega evolution? What would he want with some weird garden?

SINA: ...Okay, I want to check it out, are you happy?

GARDENIA: Okay, fine. It sounds more interesting than Amity Square would’ve been, at least.

MR. BACKLOT: Oh, you know Amity Square?

GARDENIA: Yeah?

MR. BACKLOT: [Proudly] I’m actually the owner of the place!

[Valerie, who had been calmly listening, suddenly looks alert and stares at Mr. Backlot, her grip on mawile growing tighter.]

VALERIE: You’re the owner of that establishment?

MR. BACKLOT: Yes, I certainly am!

VALERIE: [Taking a step closer] You’re the man who unjustly barred my adorable mawile from entering that place?

MR. BACKLOT: [Beginning to understand the situation] Oh, erm, yes? Oh--but that’s not to say that your mawile isn’t cute! We just, you know, have a standard that we want to--

VALERIE: A what?!

[Valerie sets down mawile and starts moving towards him faster as he tries to back up.]

MR. BACKLOT: Well, you know, there is, uh, well, you see…

[At this point he gives up on making an excuse, turns around, and breaks into a full sprint. Valerie gives chase, and Sina and Gardenia after her. Valerie chases the poor man deep into the woods, shouting at him, and the scene fades out as they all disappear from view.]

#pokemon #gardenia #sina #valerie #mr. backlot #because i'm sure the mr. backlot tag just gets SO much use #my writing #i guess?

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gothchic6 · 5 years

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Silver’s Skater Girl Chapter 10: Tragic Backstories and JP’s Plan

Disclaimer: gothchic6 doesn't own Pokémon.

*Calypso's POV*

It's about 12:35, and there's been no sign or indication that JC has gotten rid of JP yet. I am extremely bored, while Silver over here has gotten the Zubat part of his totem done, and he's starting to carve what looks like a Gastly. Hey, if there's one good thing that I can say about him, it's that he has awesome artistic ability.

I decide to follow suit, and I go to cut off a tree branch, when suddenly, my Pokégear rings. Seeing that it's JC who's calling, I immediately get excited, and I answer the phone.

"JC", I ask, my voice higher in tone due to my delight.

"Yeah, it's me. You guys can come in now; the coast is clear. But could both of you come to my quarters? I need to talk to both of you", JC requests, though her voice sounds a bit different than normal.

"Cool. We're on our way in."

I hang up the phone, and poke Silver in the shoulder, causing him to mess up the tooth of his Gastly. He turns to me, his already cold steel eyes becoming even colder as he grits his teeth in anger. "And what the hell was that for", he growls.

I shrug casually and respond, "JC just called to let us know that we can come back in. But she told me that she needed to talk to us in her quarters."

His steel eyes slowly soften, but a glimmer of a glare still glowers heatedly within them. Once again, he swiftly jumps, and lands soundlessly on the ground. That pompous bastard.

I also jump off, but I don't land as neatly as Silver did, of course. My klutziness is a curse that I wish would just go away, but no, I'm the kid who always trips or knocks over stuff, no matter where I am. Thank Arceus for those insoles, or I would be a complete klutz.

Silver goes in through the window, and I follow suit. We walk through the room, passing the ever-sizzling plastic of the singed security cameras. I'm surprised that the plastic hasn't completely melted and oozed onto the floor yet. I feel somewhat guilty for destroying Pokémon Center properly, so to avoid future mess, I open my bag, and shuffle through it. Finding the metal pan I was looking for, I lay it directly underneath where the melted plastic might begin ooze. That way, JC doesn't have an even bigger mess to clean up.

I follow Silver into the lobby, where he is gazing around. I tap him on the shoulder again, and say,

"The Nurse's quarters are over here, dumbass."

Silver scowls, but follows me into JC's quarters. There, JC is sitting on the bed, her hands in her lap, almost timidly. Her rose eyes are focused on the ground. I find this very strange.

"So, what's up, JC", I ask hesitantly.

She looks up, but refuses to meet my eyes. "I just wanted to talk about the wanted poster thing…"

I raise an eyebrow, and respond, "Are you sure that JP is completely gone?"

She is about to answer, when suddenly, the door to the closet opens, and a disheveled JP comes hurling out of the closet, gun in hand. She quickly propels herself in front of the only exit (JC's quarters don't have windows), and yells loudly,

"Not so fast, dirt bags! I've got you surrounded!"

*JC's POV*

Okay, so this is not exactly what it looks like. No, I am not trying to get Calypso and Silver arrested. There is a purpose to this. But I wish JP didn't have to be so dramatic about everything.

Calypso and Silver instantly tense up at JP's appearance, and I look down at the floor again when I feel the burn of Silver's death glare on me. Then, as quickly as it was focused on me, it shifts onto Calypso, who doesn't appear to be affected by it.

"You see", Silver snarls to Calypso, "I never should have trusted any of you." He looks directly at me as he says the next part, "Now I know why snitch rhymes with bitch."

I lower my head again in shame, but this time, a different kind of expression is directed at me. I look up, and my rose eyes meet with Calypso's amethyst ones. They seem to be saying, 'Why would you do this to me? I thought we were friends!'

Calypso and Silver then turn around to face JP, who is still in her gun-shooting position in front of the door. She's still maintaining her composure, but I can tell that she's dying to let go of it.

Calypso and Silver glower at JP, which makes her start to lose composure. Suddenly, she bursts.

"Hahahahaha", she laughs as she puts her gun back in her hip-holster. "I cannot believe that you two fell for that", she continues laughing, and soon, her pale face is flushed, and tears are running down her face.

"What the hell is going on", Silver demands angrily.

"Haha, you guys thought that I was going to arrest you… haha", JP finishes, chuckling at the end. Then, she closes the door to my quarters, walks over to my bed, and slouches down on it.

Calypso looks completely confused, while Silver is just glaring at everyone, not sparing anybody of his death glare.

"JC, seriously, what the fuck is going on", Calypso asks tiredly.

I am about to speak, when JP cuts me off. "Look, I'm not going to arrest you guys. I talked to JC about you guys. There has to be some reason that you two did what you did, and besides, I'm under a gag-rule, so I can't tell anyone anything I learned about you guys, or the fact that JC has been helping you this whole time."

Calypso is now immensely confused, and she looks so exasperated by this whole thing, that she too goes over to the bed, and falls onto it.

"Could you two please explain to me what the fuck is going on", Calypso inquires.

"Yeah", I respond, and then I look to Silver, who is still standing and glaring, "You might want to sit down, this might take awhile…"

*Calypso's POV*

"So I thought that you and JP hated each other", I start as Silver finally sits his ass down on the bed, though purposely as far away from the rest of us as he can possibly reach without falling off.

"Well, we never really hated each other, it was just a case of intense dislike", JC says slowly.

JP gazes over at JC with a raised eyebrow. "What she's trying to say is that she used to be an Officer, but she left the Force to become a Nurse. She is awesome at whatever she does, and when I first became a trainee four years ago, she had just graduated the Police Academy. She was my role model, and during my trainee years, I wanted to be exactly like she was. She was disciplined, she was alert, and she was exactly the type of Officer a department dreams of housing. My sister, Jenny Charlotte, was in her year, and she was by no means ambitious or academically inclined. So I cast my sister away, and I started to idolize Jenny Cameron, here. But, three years ago, when she decided that she wanted to be a Nurse instead of an Officer, it broke my heart because I wanted to learn under her, and I wanted to work with her to become exactly like her. I became angry at the world, but my determination didn't waver, and I passed my Police Exam five months ago. When I heard that JC was the one who ran this center, I was so angry that I decided that I would waste my time down here on Route 32 just to torment her. I did it everyday, until now. That's why she hated me so much. But now I realize my mistakes, and I am so sorry about them. Thankfully, she has decided to forgive me, despite all of the horrible things I've done."

"Wow", I exclaim after she finishes, "I didn't know you two had such a long history."

JC and JP look at each other, and reply in synchronization, "We didn't know, either!"

I look over to Silver, who seems beyond irritated at this point.

"What does any of this have to do with the situation at hand?" He grumbles rudely.

JP puts her hands on her hips again, and gives Silver the stink-eye.

"Hey, buddy! I'm not the enemy, here! Actually, you should be grateful for me not immediately arresting your ass! If JC here weren't so nice, then I'd be putting your ass in the slammer as of now!"

Silver crosses his arms, and responds harshly, "Then why aren't you?"

"Yeah", I interrupt, "Why haven't you arrested us? We've seen the wanted posters. We both know you have enough evidence to do it."

JP sighs, and looks at the ground for a few seconds. Then, she speaks.

"I guess that the whole drama with JC changed me a bit, and gave me a different view on people who are portrayed as criminals. I mean, my Officer badge says that I'm a law-abiding citizen of the Johto region. It gives me the authority to make arrests, and other cool police privileges. But with that authority comes responsibility. And I hate to admit it, but I've abused my powers as an Officer. I've harassed JC ever since I graduated the Academy. And I'm lucky she hasn't called my higher-up to report me for it. When you're on the criminal spectrum of things, you find yourself more sympathetic towards others on that same spectrum. I guess that's what's happened to me."

I furrow my eyebrows, a bit confused.

"Well, if you're not going to arrest us, then what do you want?" I ask JP.

"What I want… is answers", she gestures to both Silver and I, "from both of you. I've given you both the benefit of the doubt, and if you two want me on your side, then I'm gonna need some explanations. I know the police are trying to charge both of you with theft. What I want to know is why. Oh, and, you", she points at me, "I'm gonna need some info on your family situation. Your wanted poster says that you're a runaway minor, and I'd like you to elaborate on that. That's all I want. But if you guys give me bullshit lies, then I'm gonna arrest you both, got it?"

I take this in before glancing at Silver to gauge his reaction. Amethyst and steel meet for a few seconds before I receive a subtle nod. I turn my gaze back to JP.

"That's reasonable", I reply, "for both of us. But, we do have some conditions before we talk."

JP rolls her eyes, and says playfully, "All right, what do you want?"

I snicker. "All we want is just the guarantee that you aren't recording us, and that you won't arrest us until you've heard everything we've had to say. Deal?"

JP smiles. "Deal."

Silver and I shake JP's hand to make the deal official. Then, I ask, "So, shoot. What do you want to know?"

"Well, I know your name is Calypso. Calypso Aspen Primrose, to be more specific. But your wanted poster says that your name is Gold, when I've been told differently", she says as she gestures to Silver, "What's your real name?"

"It's Silver." He says hesitantly.

JP nods. "Okay, but what's your full name?"

Silver grits his teeth. "I don't have one. My mother died when I was a toddler, and my father abandoned me when I was nine. I've been on my own for nine years. My mom named me Silver because of my silver eyes. That's the only thing I know about my ancestry."

JP's eyes widen. I guess she wasn't expecting such a tragic backstory. Although, to be honest, it doesn't surprise me. I think Silver's backstory fits him well. Though, I almost think that there's something more that Silver isn't telling us. But, hey, if there is, I'm not gonna point it out. That's his business, and JP doesn't seem to notice.

"All right. Wow. I'm sorry about your mother", JP says, shock obvious in her tone. She then turns to me. "So what's your tragic family backstory?"

I laugh mirthlessly, thinking of Gran, and her crazy ways. "Well, it's quite a long story."

"We have time", JP responds, "So go ahead."

I sigh, an irritated smile on my face, if that makes any sense.

"Well, I suppose I should start at the beginning. You know how my wanted poster says that my hometown is Cianwood City?"

All three of them nod, having seen my wanted poster.

"While the wanted posters say that, Cianwood isn't where I was actually born. I was born in Ecruteak City. As for my parents… I actually remember a lot about them. I know that my mom was at one time, a Kimono Girl. I also know that my dad worked as a fisherman, and that he was from Cianwood. I don't know how they met, but I do know that they got married a year before I was born, and my dad moved from Cianwood to Ecruteak to live with my mom, probably because of her affiliation with the Kimono Girls. They had me while they were living there. For a while, life for them, and eventually, me, went well. But, of course, life doesn't always go according to plan."

At this point of my story, both JC and JP are on the edge of their seats, the suspense almost too much for them. Silver isn't as affected as they are, but I can tell that my story has ensnared his interest.

I continue. "One day, my parents decided to go on a leisurely stroll through Route 42. Both of my parents were accomplished Pokémon trainers—my mom rather more than my dad—and they both had their Pokémon with them at the time. The Pokémon on that Route apparently aren't that high-leveled or dangerous. But this one Pokémon spotted my parents walking through the route. I know this Pokémon wasn't a native of this route, because it was way too high-leveled. I'm guessing that it was a Pokémon that some trainer had released. It attacked my parents before they even had any time to call out any of their Pokémon. They ended up drowning that day, and the police report called it accidental drowning. "

"Wait, then how do you know that it was a Pokémon that killed your parents?" JC asked.

"Well, when I was 13, I read this book on Pokémon, and I came upon an interesting species. It was the Pokémon, Hypno. I read about how Hypno are able to hypnotize people, and lead them away. I know my parents well enough that there was no way that both of them could accidentally drown, as they were both strong swimmers. They taught me how to swim. And neither of them would ever commit suicide, as they both loved life. I know that a Hypno hypnotized them, and caused them to drown. I could tell by the look of horror on their faces when their bodies were found. I was only four when they died."

Both JC and JP's mouths are agape. Silver doesn't openly react, but instead, his steely eyes widen subtly.

"Oh my Arceus, Calypso, I am so sorry you had to go through that! What happened after your parents died?" JP questions reluctantly.

"It's all right, I've gotten used to it. On the night that they died, Tina, my mom's best friend, and practically her sister, was babysitting me. When my parents didn't come home when they said they would, she became worried, especially because my mom was known to be perfectly punctual. She called the police, and my parents were reported as missing. It took the police around 8 hours, but they eventually found their bodies in the lake. Their funeral was a week after their bodies were found.

Of course, I became an orphan after their deaths, and someone had to be appointed as my new guardian. In my parents' will, it said explicitly that if anything ever happened to my parents, that Tina should become my guardian. And I had no problem with that, because I loved Tina just as much as I loved my parents. When my parents were alive, she practically lived with us, and she was a part of the family. She was best guardian a new orphan could possibly hope for. She was my guardian until she came along, and ruined everything…" I trailed off, the hatred in my tone obvious to everyone listening.

"Who is she", both JC and JP ask.

I sigh. "I typically don't talk about her if I don't have to, but I want you to know the hell she's put me through over the years. I need to talk about her. She's my dad's mother. My paternal grandmother. I call her Gran."

"Is she the one who listed you as a runaway minor?" JP asks.

I grit my teeth, and respond, "Yes. My grandmother is a very cautious, uptight, ignorant old hag of a woman with an irremovable stick up her ass. She always has been, even before my parents' death, and probably always will be. After my parents' death, she became even more so.

Of course, I told you that Tina became my guardian after their deaths because of their will. But just as Tina and I had just started to adjust to life without my parents, Gran travelled all the way from Cianwood City to claim me. She claimed that she was my 'rightful' guardian.

But Tina was no pushover. She flat out refused to give Gran custody of me, pointing out my parents' will. So Gran did what any respectable old hag would do."

"And what was that", JC asks, an amused expression on her face.

"She took Tina to court. Somehow, Gran has connections with people in the Johto judiciary. So she got the most conservative, old-fashioned bigoted geezer judge that she could to take the case."

"But even with the judge, how did your Gran get the case into the court in the first place? If it was your parents' wishes, then that should be the final decision." JP asks.

"Well, Gran appealed it on the grounds that she was blood-related to me, while Tina wasn't."

JC, JP, and even Silver look baffled at this particular fact. Silver speaks up, "I'm considered to be a hardened criminal in my own right, and even I know that that is some corrupted shit."

JC and JP glance at Silver with raised eyebrows. After a few seconds of this, Silver gives them both a death glare, and says sharply, "What? You know we were all thinking it."

I continue on. "Well, of course the judge was bound to be on my Gran's side. He already knew Gran before he took the case, but also, the minute he met Tina, he was prejudiced against her."

"Why was he prejudiced?" JC inquires.

"Well, while Tina was a very good guardian, her outward appearance suggested otherwise. She was really petite, around 4'11", but very heavily muscled. She was also very heavily tattooed and scarred because before she became friends with my mom, she was in a biker gang. She had short jet-black hair that she always wore in a small ponytail, and she always wore things like belted corsets, leather pants, and combat boots.

Because of that, the judge always ignored any good points that were made of Tina, and always highlighted her biker gang past, suggesting that it made her mentally unstable, and possibly violent. Also, he ignored all of Gran's obvious flaws, including the fact that she assaulted Tina when Tina wouldn't hand me over. After only two days of court, the judge granted custody to Gran, even though he saw me start to cry when I heard the verdict. I don't know how the man lives with himself after seeing me kicking and screaming bloody murder when the police officers dragged me away from Tina."

"As I said before, complete corrupted bullshit. Most of the Johto judiciary is." Silver says after a few moments of silence.

"What happened after the court decision?" JP asks.

"Gran dragged me kicking and screaming bloody murder back to Cianwood to live with her. She kept me locked up in the house most of the time, home-schooled me, and never let me outside unless I went shopping with her.

By the time I was ten, I had noticed that all of the other kids in Cianwood were always playing outside. Before then, I had always been too scared to ask Gran to go outside, because Gran has quite a temper. But I finally got the courage to ask her, and of course, she originally refused, because she was afraid that I would get hurt or sick.

But I was—and still am—a very clever and resourceful kid. I told her that the man at the famous Cianwood Pharmacy told me that kids who never go outside typically become sick more often than kids that do. I think the only reason she believed me was because I said it was the Pharmacy Guy who told me, and he has several medical degrees. So she let me play outside—but only under careful supervision. Still, I was grateful for those moments.

This may sound off topic, but my dad was into skateboarding. After he and Mom died, Gran inherited everything he owned, including his skateboard collection. One day, when I was bored, I decided to explore the house. I happened to come upon Dad's skateboard collection in the basement. I showed them to Gran, and asked her if I could try riding one. She responded in her regular way, saying no, and telling me that 'oh no, I could get hurt!' I begged her to let me ride one, but she still refused.

As a kid who always followed the rules, I found her decision completely unreasonable. So, that night, I tried to sneak outside to ride the skateboard. But, even as a kid, I was cursed with klutziness. I accidently knocked over a stack of books with the skateboard, and it woke her up.

To say she was pissed would be an understatement. She was so angry that she snapped the skateboard in half with her bare hands right there, in the middle of the night. She also forbade me from going outside for a week.

That night changed my life. Her unreasonable behavior pissed me off so much that I vowed that night that one day, I would escape from that prison, and until I did, I would make her life a living hell. I hated her, and my life. Actually, I didn't know what hate was until that night."

At this point, no one dares to speak, the hatred in my tone almost having a paralyzing effect on everyone. Well, almost everyone.

"She's not lying. Well, at least about hating her Gran. You know, I never thought I'd find a person who hates someone as much as I hate my father. But here you are." Silver breaks the silence as he speaks to me, the hate in his tone matching mine in intensity.

I nod silently and continue on.

"I stayed true to my vow. I tried multiple times to escape, but my curse of klutziness never allowed me to execute it properly. Also, every time Gran caught me sneaking out, she would snap a skateboard. So, for the sake of the skateboards, I stopped trying to escape. But, I did make her life hell."

Silver raises an eyebrow. "Define hell."

"Well, I started out by making random little possessions of hers go missing.

The first thing to go was a gold ring of hers. It wasn't a particularly important ring, mainly because I wanted to test her reactions before I did anything really bold. So, one night, I managed to sneak into her room undetected, and steal the ring. The next day, when she took me shopping with her, I told her that I needed to use the bathroom. She let me go, but she made sure I wasn't going anywhere by waiting outside the bathroom for me. I was eleven at the time, so I had just started wearing training bras. I had the ring hidden in my bra."

JC and JP chuckle. "Way to demonstrate the proper use of the bra." JP says, while laughing.

I grin at her. "Thanks! Well, anyway, while I was in the bathroom stall, I put the ring in that little metal box that women put used tampons in. I can tell you now that the employee who was in charge of cleaning out those boxes wasn't there after that day, for obvious reasons.

It took a few days for Gran to notice that the ring was missing. She asked me if I knew where it was. I told her no, so she guessed that she just misplaced it somewhere. She never did find that ring."

JC laughs, and says, "That sounds exactly like something you would do. Is that where you learned all your hilarious pranks?"

I smile. "Of course! If people are being assholes, then I'm going to mercilessly prank their asses. Anyway, back to the story.

After the ring, I decided to be a bit bolder. I stole an old lady perfume of Gran's. It was a really bad perfume, and she used it all the time, so she'd always smell like an old hag. It was really daring of me, especially because it was a perfume that her mother gave to her. I was eleven when I did this, too.

Instead of doing it during the night, I decided to do it during the day for an added thrill. On that day, Gran was busy making a very temperamental soufflé dinner. There was a very lengthy and detailed list of steps that she had to follow if she wanted it to come out right. And that day, she had to make sure it was right, because for once, she had invited her harpy friends over. So, that's when I struck.

I snuck into her room again, and stole the perfume while she was occupied with the soufflé. I unscrewed the bottle, and as an added 'Fuck you', I dumped the remaining perfume onto her old dinosaur computer. I then put the empty bottle back into her room, hoping that she would think that she used all of it. She did, and was quite puzzled the next day when the computer crashed."

JC and JP start laughing hysterically, and I even see Silver snickering a bit. When they stop, JP asks me,

"Since you're here with us now, you somehow escaped. How did you do it?"

"Well, in order to escape, I had to win Gran's trust first, because I couldn't sneak out of the house. So, starting when I was 15, I began to behave properly. I never played tricks, I didn't try to escape, and for a year, I acted like a model child. On my sixteenth birthday, Gran began to trust me enough that she started letting me go outside without supervision, and she let me 'play' with the other kids."

"Why did you say play in that tone?" JP asks curiously.

"Because I really wasn't playing. I was actually picking fights with them, and sometimes, beating them up."

Silver finally bursts into laughter, surprising all of us. JC and JP are looking at me in disapproval. I shrug my shoulders at them, and respond,

"Hey, those little fuckers deserved it. They are spoiled rotten brats who were always bragging about what their rich relatives from other regions would buy them. And they were always calling me names! Oh, look, it's the witch! Watch out for the loony insane asylum patient! They picked on me just because Gran is zubat-shit insane! Just because she's crazy doesn't mean I am too! They're nothing but judgmental bastards!"

JP seems shocked by my harshness, but neither JC nor Silver bat an eyelash. JP looks at both of them, and asks,

"Does she normally talk like that?"

JC nods, while Silver jumps at the opportunity to insult me. "Yeah, she's just a bitch like that."

I flip him the bird, which makes JC laugh, and shocks JP a little more. "Don't you have a story to be telling?" She questions playfully.

"Oh yeah. So, one day, Gran let me outside unsupervised. So I walked down to the Cianwood Pharmacy to buy some medicine for her, because she had a sinus infection. While I was there, I struck up a conversation with the Pharmacy Guy. I told him all about my situation at home, and how zubat-shit insane Gran is. I also told him about my escape plans. To my surprise, he believed me! He told me that he always thought that Gran was crazy, and that he would help me escape.

So, we conspired together to get me the hell out of there. When I told him that I always wanted to be a Pokémon Trainer like my parents, he taught me the basics of being a Pokémon Trainer, even though I didn't have any Pokémon. I started making weekly visits to talk to him. Our conversations are what kept me sane for a while.

Then, about a week before I escaped, I made my weekly visit to Pharmacy Guy. But it was that particular visit that changed my life for the better.

Pharmacy Guy told me that he had a friend that was traded a Pokémon that ended up hating him. The guy that traded it to him refused to trade back, so he was stuck with the Pokémon. Pharmacy Guy told him about my situation, however, and how badly I wanted a Pokémon. So, he gave the Pokémon to Pharmacy Guy, to give to me.

I know JC and Silver have seen her, but as for you", I say to JP, "That Pokémon is a Murkrow. I named her Spirit, because it was my spirit that kept me sane for all of those years.

Thankfully, she came in a Poké Ball, so I was able to hide her from Gran. When I went outside, I would let her out to stretch her wings and play.

However, because she is a forest-dwelling Pokémon, she hated the beach environment, but she tolerated it for me. Actually, Pharmacy Guy told me that Spirit had hated every single person that ever owned her, even for the smallest amount of time. He also told me that before him, that she had had a total of 10 owners or trainers. For some strange reason, she likes me. I guess 12 is a lucky number. She is the best starter Pokémon I could of ever hoped for.

On the day of the escape, Gran had to travel to Goldenrod City for jury duty. By that time, she trusted me enough to leave me home alone. That was her mistake, and my miracle.

The day before, I told Pharmacy Guy that Gran had to go to Goldenrod; he told me that it was the perfect opportunity to escape. He told me to meet him the next day by the shore near the Pharmacy, along with everything I wanted to take with me. So, the next morning, Gran left for Goldenrod at 8am.

About an hour after she left, I gathered up all of my stuff, including my dad's best skateboard. I also collected several basic necessity items, like soap, paper towels, etc. Then, I broke into her safe, and stole 10,000 of her life savings. I also took an old blanket of my mom's, several items for pranks, most of her more valuable jewelry, and the old Army knife that had belonged to my grandfather before he died."

"Well, there's the theft charge." JP mutters.

I laugh. "Theft? I looked up the value of all the items I stole, and according to the Johto Crime Association website, I could be charged with Grand Larceny! Besides, I did more than just steal stuff…"

JP glances back at me, an alarmed expression on her face. "Calypso, what did you do?!"

Silver, whose expression is amused, tells JP, "Well, she mentioned to me once that she could be charged with several counts of Destruction of Property…"

JP whips her head back around to look at me. "Calypso! This is serious! WHAT DID YOU DO AFTER YOU RAIDED HER HOUSE?"

I raise my eyebrows, and shrug. "Well, he's not wrong. I basically trashed the place in a blind rage. In my defense, I think I was legally insane at the time it happened. But among other destructive things, I distinctly remember using my grandfather's golf clubs to shatter the TV screen, and all the mirrors, dumping all of Gran's old lady perfumes onto the gas burners on the kitchen stove, pocketing the bottles with precious metal and gems on them, throwing the worthless ones at the wall, shattering them, writing offensive words on the walls in permanent marker, drawing moustaches and devil horns on every picture of her in the house with permanent marker, cutting holes in all of her clothes… and probably a lot of other stuff that I can't remember… I was so enraged. After I was done, I went to the shore like Pharmacy Guy wanted me to. To my surprise, he had a friend of his get a ferry for me to take to New Bark Town. He told me to go to Elm's lab to get a Trainer's license, and a Pokémon. So, that's what I did. That was two days ago."

All of them are looking at me as if I am insane now, well, except for Silver. Silver is the only one who seems to have any sympathy for me at the moment. Must be a criminal thing.

"My Arceus, Calypso, no wonder the police are looking for you! Grand Larceny and Destruction of Property! You could be facing up to 20 years in prison!" JC exclaims, shock evident in her tone.

I give them all a stony expression. "Look, I know this may sound sociopathic, but I'm not sorry for anything that happened that day. I don't feel sorry for what I did to her and that house. They mean nothing to me. All that hag will ever mean to me is a horrible bitch that ripped me away from the perfect life I could've had with my favorite person in the world. She locked me up in that prison of a house for the majority of my life, and never allowed me to express who I am. I hope that every time she looks at the pictures on her walls, or thinks of the objects that I destroyed, she remembers that it's all her fault. She is the one who imprisoned me. If she didn't want me to fuck up her life, then she shouldn't have left me alone in that house."

Silver is the only one who doesn't look like he is ready to shit bricks. JC and JP seem to think I should be in an asylum.

Silver notices the astonished expressions on JC and JP's faces, and to my surprise, he speaks up in my defense.

"Don't look at her like that. I don't know about you two, but I've been in blind rages many times, and half of the time, you don't know what's happening until everything is over and done. Actually, JP, from what you told me, when you found out that JC left the Police Force to become a Nurse, you had a blind rage that caused you to go onto harass JC ever since you graduated. I don't think you have room to talk. While I may think Calypso is a giant pain in the arse, I think there's a reason she did the things she did. And I don't blame her for doing any of those things. What her grandmother did to her is completely inhumane and unacceptable, even for someone as hardened as me. So, instead of arresting her for wanting her human right of freedom, be useful and arrest the people who really need to be in prison."

Both JC and JP's jaws drop to the ground at the sound of Silver defending me. Actually, my jaw dropped a little bit, too.

JP regains control over her jaw, and replies back to Silver, sharply, "People like you?"

Silver shrugs, and says, "If you want to try and arrest me, go ahead. But I'm not responsible for any injuries I cause in the process."

JP grits her teeth. "You do realize that I'm trying to help you and Calypso avoid getting arrested, right? You have some nerve talking to me like that when I could be the difference between you staying free, or going to prison."

Silver looks her straight in the eye, and responds, "Look, I am perfectly able to avoid the police on my own. Calypso and JC just thought that you, having done criminal acts yourself, would be sympathetic to our plights, and would want to help us out of the good of your heart. I guess they were wrong."

JP instantly flushes red. She looks down at the ground before slowly turning her head back up, but avoiding eye contact with any of us.

"I'll help you", she murmurs quietly, "because I realize what blind rage can do. With my low rank, I don't know if I can make the charges go away by myself, but I can try talking to my superior officer about you guys. I'll tell her about Calypso's family history, and that might gain you sympathy. But I'll need some explanation for the Pokémon theft."

"Well, I took Dusk because—" I start to explain before JP swiftly cuts me off.

"Oh no, not you", she exclaims, "I already know the entire situation with you, Dusk, and Monica. I'm the one she filed the theft report with. I fully believe that Monica was abusing Dusk, even if it probably wasn't physical abuse. Verbal abuse is still abuse, and we can have Dusk testify if it goes into court. No, I was talking about you." She ends, turning towards Silver.

Silver shrugs casually again, as if the theft charges mean nothing to him.

JP sweat drops a little. I can tell she's getting a little irritated by Silver's lack of concern. When she speaks, her voice is slightly shaky from anger.

"For the last time, I am trying to help you. I don't know if you understand my predicament, but there is a possibility that I could get fired for this. I am over stretching my authority in order to try and save your ass. So if you don't give me some sort of logical reasoning as to why you stole Professor Elm's Totodile, then I can't do anything for you."

Silver looks ready to blow up on her, but he grits his teeth to cool off. After finally being able to speak without yelling, Silver replies, in a steady tone,

"Look, I appreciate what you're trying to do for me. However, I, as an individual, do not need your help, nor do I want it. Put all of your energy into saving Calypso's ass, because she probably needs it more than I do. I have my own ways of avoiding arrest, and I can say confidently that they are effective, because I've had to use them for nine years in order to survive. Thank you for offering."

JP is still stunned by his lack of wanting help, but she just shrugs.

"Okay", JP says nonchalantly, "I won't arrest you this time, and I'll leave this Pokémon Center without telling anyone what transpired here. But if I happen to spot you while I'm with any other officers, I have no choice but to try and arrest you."

"That's fine." Silver replies.

And with that, JP gazes at all of us, and I realize that this is a totally different person than the Officer Jenny that we heard of not even four hours ago. JP seems more mature, like you would expect an Officer Jenny to be. I smile at her beautiful transformation.

"I'm going to Violet City to talk to my superior officer. Calypso, stay out of trouble, and keep away from the police until I tell you that you're in the clear. Here's my personal Poké Gear number. I'll call you", JP says as we register our numbers. She then turns to Silver.

"And as for you, the same thing I told Calypso. I don't know if I'll be able to ignore you if you come within my eyesight again."

Silver almost lets a smile fly, but he quickly suppresses it. "Duly noted."

"Good."

Silver, JC, and I then proceed to escort JP to the lobby, where she waves before walking outside, hopping on her bike, and zooming off.

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