Beyond the Adventure - A Pokémon Story

Chapter 12: A Whole New World pt1

                I awake to the delicious aroma of breakfast.  I sit up and stretch, yawning.  Beside me, Jaws is slumped halfway off the bed, snoring.  A mischievous thought pops into my mind and I gently touch his foot.  It provides just enough force to tip him over and he hits the floor with a thud.  He jumps up and looks around, confused.  I laugh.  “Good morning!” I say with a grin.  He still looks confused and groggy, but just shrugs and walks out of the room, rubbing his eyes.

                I get up and get dressed.  I wash my face, then head out into the dining room.  It is still dark outside, being only 4:30am, but somehow, I feel rested.  I am tired, but not sleepy, and very hungry.  I peek in the kitchen to see what is cooking.  To my surprise, Jess is up with Darius, both still in their pajamas, and the two cook together just like they have done before.  Jaws sits at the table, staring at the table with droopy eyes.  He appears to be struggling to stay awake.  I chuckle.

                “Pass the chopped leeks, please!” Darius sings out.

                “Right away!” Jess calls out.  She scoops up the chopped leeks into a small cup and passes it to Darius.  He scoops them up and sprinkles them into the pot with finesse.  Watching him cook, he looks unusually chipper, considering recent events.  I find myself worried about him and decide to pry a bit.

                “Good morning, Darius,” I say.

                He looks over his shoulder at me with wide eyes.  It is kind of creepy.  “Good morning, doooooooood!” he sings.

                Jess laughs and looks at me too.  “YES!” she shouts.  “GOOD MORNING!”

                I furrow my brow.  They are acting really weird and I decide to investigate.  I take a peek into the trash can and find a bottle of wine, a bottle of rum, and several energy drinks.  I groan, and realize the root of their strangeness; they are drunk and hyper.  This morning is about to get bizarre…

                Darius juggles some potatoes, and one by one, tosses them to Jess.  She tries to catch them, but she ends up fumbling all of them except one.  She clings to that one potato and cheers.  “I GOT IT!” she shouts way too loudly.

                “Um… it’s a bit early to be drinking,” I say not-so-subtly.

                Darius leans back and looks at me upside down.  “It’s not early, buuuuud,” he sings.  “It’s LATE!”

                My eyes widen.  “You haven’t slept?”

                Jess giggles in a way that is totally unlike her.  “NOPE!  ALL NIGHT!”

                Not only are they drunk and hyped up on caffeine, but they seem unusually cheerful, and it makes me wonder.  “Um… did you two… er… do anything last night?” I ask.

                “PFFFFT!” Darius dismisses.  “As if!”

                “Hey!” Jess shouts.  “You wanted to feel me up!”

                “Like there’s anything to feel under there!” Darius sings.

                “You’re not much better, Kalos Boy, with your tiny… little…” she trails off and grabs her head.  “…ugh, headache.”

                Darius seems to be crashing too, and his stirring slogs to a stop.  “Oh... right…” he mumbles, as if he suddenly remembered everything.

                “Oh God, you did not…” I say.

                Darius shakes his head.  “No no, nothing happened… we just drank… a lot…”