“Man what did you do to get the room with the hallway?”
“You heard about how I take care of Pokemon and beat up Team Rocket right? Or about me basically being Oak’s assistant, right? He gave me a Pokedex and everything.”
“Aren’t there like only three Dragons that live here?”
“Uh… no I think I’ve read that they’re pretty destructible they’re just all strong and fast.”
“Oh, it ends here alright.
“But in me winning.”
“Yes it’s huge with giant fangs! Stop worrying about it!”
“Nnnngh… more even than I’d like…”
“Alright good, that’s an edge. Don’t let up on the beams, Ambrose!”
“Alright Ambrose! Get back here quick.”
“I- Waaaait isn’t that thing extinct?”
[if you want to go ahead and pull up Spikey Cards from the Mad Max: Fury Road soundtrack while Belinda’s going in this battle. and the next. heh]
“TAKE ON THE TREAD, BELINDA! KEEP ROLLING!”
“Alright Belinda now get- BELINDA WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“Now GET BACK HERE AND DON’T MAKE ME FREAK OUT!”
“Well that’s not a good start.”
“And I win!”
“Pokemon Master Spamira. I like it.”
“Go me! And the friends that brought me here!”
“Of course it is.”
“I knew I wasn’t getting out of this without seeing that jerk again.”
“Hey! It hasn’t been long enough since we met.”
“Eight words that I don’t wantto hear again.”
“Is that all you did? Catch Pokemon and make teams? Because I remember Sliph Tower.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“You beat those four yahoos and there was a conveniently empty room here?”
“HAH. You realize you’re saying that to the person you’ve never beaten?”
“And you’re not going to today either!”
“So did you bring that or do they just give them to you now that you won?”
“Second verse, same as the first.”
“Song ends on the third verse though.”
“Okay Belinda I know it worked last time but do not- DO NOT ignore me because you’re rolling.”
“…If the building didn’t collapse after that one then do it again!”
“Now get back here, PLEASE.”
“…I’m not even going to ask how you surprised every head at once.”
“So we’re both just trying to reload here, huh?”
“WAIT THOSE THINGS EXPLODE?! SINCE WHEN DO THEY EXPLODE?!”
“Chop it down! Delicately! I don’t know what sets it off!”
“Ambrose. It’s time.”
“Oh. It missed.”
“That… was actually kind of disappointing after that miss.”
“Brainy fox, still can’t predict getting dazzled by her fans.”
“Wait I thought they could only use Calm Mind?”
“Maybe one day in my life I’ll see an Alakazam try.”
“Ambrose you JUST won this! Don’t get rattled here!”
“Keep beaming, Ambrose! It’s still a huge target!”
“Alright get ready for-”
“Fiiiiine. Actually that cured the confusion didn’t it? That’s actually sort of clever.”
“Looks like Ambrose doesn’t think real highly of it though!”
“Oh yes it can.”
“…It’s not the raising part.”
“Well… it is still pretty big to admit it though.”
“Thank you, professor!”
“I know! It’s great! I’m great!”
“…Uh. I think that was the kid down the street. I’m the girl with the seal.”
“I’m a grown up!”
“I’m just gonna… take a step away here.”
“Thank you. I wouldn’t be here without my friends.”
But before Spamira could leave room with Oak, a choked sniffle caught her in her tracks. She closed her eyes and tried to center herself with deep breaths, hands clenching and releasing as she debated against herself. Finally she let out an aggravated sigh that was more to herself than anyone else, and called for Oak to wait just a moment.
She stepped back into the Champion’s arena, standing in front of her rival, who was now sitting on the ground ignoring her approach, intermittently pounding his fist against the floor in frustration. But he froze and snapped to attention as Spamira broke the silence: “You miss your Raticate, don’t you?”
Spamira winced as she could see she’d struck home. “I noticed you didn’t have it at Pokemon Tower, and started trying to put two and two together. It made me think about what I would do if anything ever happened to one of my friends.
“And to lose someone I thought would be with me until I was Champion… if I didn’t become the Champion, I’d be letting them down. They trusted me, and… and what was any of it for if I don’t become the Champion? And what does anything else matter?”
She sighed, and knelt down in front of the silent Gary, who was awestruck still at her for-once gentle tone.
“But… look. I’ve seen so many people who think that the only thing that matters is battling and getting stronger, so much that they forget that having Pokemon is about having friends, and they turn into terrible people, and… you’re kind of an abrasive jerk, but I don’t think you’re a terrible person.
“You and your Pokemon got this far, you beat all the Gyms and the Elite Four. I probably shouldn’t be telling you to have a change of heart, you might beat me if you get your head on right. But, really though… I guess what I’m trying to say is… Your Raticate just wanted to be your friend, I know. Would… would becoming an awful person in its memory make it happy? Is- Is that being the person it wanted to be friends with?
“Here,” she said, getting back her feet and holding one hand out to him. And she hoped, as she helped him back to his feet, that she was pulling him away from being something terrible.
“Sorry about making you wait, I just had to get something off my chest.”
“They polish the floor a lot here I see.”
“Thank you! I really didn’t think I’d go this far when I left home months ago.”
“So I just set everything here then?”
Our heroine steps outside of the building.
Gary bursts out and runs away quickly.
Oak follows, turning to face Spamira for a moment before continuing on.
She begins to walk away.
Takes one last look at the building.
And starts the journey home.