A Tale of Two Rivals

My Roselia in a Pokémon Center Bed

I did not exactly know what happened next, but I felt as though Roselia had secretly wanted to watch a little more of the television. I guessed that she must have made sure to mute the volume of it, however, as a consideration to me so that I could have the room to sleep. It was not as though she had actually needed to mute the television anyway, though, because I was already out like a light at that very same moment. Granted, I was in quite an uncomfortable position as I slept next to my pokémon, but I was still out like a light by then, nonetheless.

I later woke up slightly and looked at her for a little, only to see her watching intently until a commercial for the Pokémon contest into which we had both hoped to enter tomorrow but could not as Roselia was far too injured for it. Clips from previous contests played around the commercial as the words for the contest in Verdanturf flashed across the screen, words which indicated the date and time of the event itself.

Of course, I wanted to be at the contest to compete. Hey, I had even wanted to go to the pokémon contest hall even just to watch the contest in Verdanturf Town that day. I could not simply leave my Roselia while she was bound to her Pokémon Center bed, though. Granted that I loved contests, had always loved contests and more than likely would always love contests my whole life long, but I could not just leave Roselia even just for the sake of viewing the contest. I knew that I had even loved the contests I was not entering, but I just could not go to the contest even if only to watch in the audience, not when my first ever pokémon partner was bed-ridden at the time. I knew that I loved being in the environment of a contest hall, but I was not willing to just abandon my Roselia even to view a contest while she was injured and bound to a Pokémon Center bed.

Sure, some of my happiest times were within contest halls, but I had no right to go to the Verdanturf contest hall even just to view the contest. I had only ever spent those times commenting on how much better I could have done compared to the results of the contestants' final scores, anyway. Granted that my eyes would always light right up whenever I was even watching a contest for every time I had found a new combination to use in any possible future contest in which I would compete. I wanted to be at the pokémon contest more than anything else that day, but I just could not leave my number one pokémon partner alone at the pokémon center just for the sake of even viewing the Verdanturf contest even knowing how well a person like Nurse Joy would take care of Roselia once she had returned from said pokémon contest as a judge.

At the end of it all, I supposed that in finally being unable to even observe a pokémon contest because of my own Roselia's condition by then, I was most likely getting what I deserved for all the times I poked fun at another coordinator's performance in a contest. Sure, Roselia could see clearly that I had wanted to be at the contest more than anything by then, but it was just as I had said about it before; I was not going to let her be alone in her hour of need or at any time she was injured or sick or anything of the sort. Granted that it was painfully obvious to my number one pokémon partner that I had wanted to go to at least observe the contest from within Verdanturf Hall, but I owed Roselia my company after what I had forced her into with that battle against the Phantom and his Dusclops the prior day by then.

I knew that it was a rather silly thought to think, but I knew for a fact that my Roselia's present condition by then was all my fault. Besides, she knew better than anyone else in my life that I could be a real hardhead at times. Once I had a thought on my mind, there was no turning my decision around because my thought on the matter would not go away easily. In fact, it was pretty close to impossible for me to decide otherwise.

Knowing my Roselia, however, she was not as willing to allow me to punish myself by not going to the contest to even view it and avoiding the Verdanturf pokémon contest altogether. I knew she would have wanted me to go to at least watch the pokémon contest in Verdanturf Hall, but I also knew that I had no right to go and even view the contest because I felt as though I would easily gain an insanely guilty conscience if I even bothered to go to the contest even with the intentions of merely viewing it. There was also absolutely no way that even my number one pokémon partner could convince me to head out to the contest I did not deserve to even view anyway.