True Sparking Flames

Chapter 9 - Exploring The Village

 With a small sigh, Freesia got up. Not even bothering to wake her friend, Juno, up, she left the den and made her way into town. The sun cracked from the horizon and the sky's colours were pastel-like. Suddenly, she bumped into a Zebstrika with a bag on his back.

"Ouch! Oh, sorry." The Kirlia muttered, still depressed from last night's events.

"Noononon, it's fine." the Zebstrika neighed.

"Who are you?" She asked, feeling a bit of strength from this Zebstrika...

"Oh! Im Radar, my name is pretty much a give-away as to what I do." he said.

"But you're on a shopping spree right now... Right...?" Freesia asked, confused.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." he muttered.

"Well, anyways..." Freesia sighed. "Is it alright if I can hang out with you or something...?" the Kirlia frowned a bit and bit her lip, remembering last night.

"Umm... sure! Nobodys asked me that before, but.. Sure you can come along." the Zebstrika smiled.

"Alright!" A small grin formed on her face.

"Wanna go to there first?" she pointed to a large building that said 'Infernape and Primarina's Jewlery Shop & Beauty Salon' in a fancy font.

"Sure, can't hurt anyone." he said, and began to trot towards the shop as Freesia followed behind him. When they entered, there were two signs. One pointed to a door on the left. 'Go through here to enter Primarina's Jewelry Shop!', while the other pointed to the door on the right. 'Go through here to enter Infernape's Beauty Salon!' They entered the Jewelry Shop, where jewelry of all kinds were displayed... Suddenly, a bell rung two times. Immediately, the Pokemon inside of the Jewelry Shop dashed out, even Primarina herself!

"What's happening?!" Freesia cried out, confused.

"Obviously something unpleasant!" Radar neighed, glancing harder at the scene. Quickly, a Dedenne clambered onto the Zebstrika's head.

"Radar! Radar! We need you, it looks like the Flying Tribe has a strong one in there..." his not-so-squeaky voice frantically said.

"What?!" the Kirlia shouted, taken aback.

"The Flying Tribe? Again? Well it's no wonder after...." he presumably thought back to last night's events, and began to dash out.

"Wait! I have to help too!" Freesia shouted before running after them. The Earth Tribe's Royalty met face-to-face with the Flying Tribes' leader. "Ah, Purity... Whitlock... I see that you two have had a baby~" the Guider of the Flying Tribe, a rather pretty Archeops gawked.

"Just tell us why you're here, Mai." Whitlock growled, the Gallade stepping protectively over the scared Ralts.

"We're here to redeem our Tribe Mates back. We need them right now, and I admit, our Tribe is a little... Weak at the moment." when Mai had admitted this, the Dedenne's head lit up as she jumped off of the Queen.

"Liar! When I went to deliver the letter to you yesterday, your Tribe was lush and fresh with Flying Types! Don't deny it!" he clambered up her feathers, baring his teeth.

Mai chuckled softly before patting the Dedenne's head as if he was a Lillipup. "I'm afraid these business matters are not for somebody as tiny and pitiful as you. Here, want a cookie?" she asked before grabbing a cookie from a Staravia holding a plate of them that was there before, but not noticeably.

"No! I am not young! And if you say that one more time, I'm gonna bust your head in!" he grumbled, but his eyes said the opposite thing.

"Enough!" Purity shouted, the queen stamping her staff on the ground angrily. "We demand for you to leave! Now!" the Archeops glared at the Gardevoir.

"I am not going to leave until I get my Flying Types back." she snarled, and suddenly, in the air behind her shot many soldiers from her Tribe. They snarled and bared their fangs, their obsidian armour gleaming in the daylight.

"ATTACK!"she shrieked, and they lunged forward full-speed ahead.

Immediately, Freesia saw the Dedenne climb up and onto Radar's head, clinging on with all of his might.

"Are you ready, Rad?" he squeaked, his eyes narrowed to slits as he stared at the enemies threateningly.

"Yep." Radar huffed, glancing them down.

"Wait, what are you guys-" the Kirlia was cut short as the Zebstrika dashed forward, bucking the Flying Types as his friend zapped them while shouting out demands to his friend. Freesia stared at them with wide eyes. She'd never seen such a... such a powerful bond between a large Pokemon and tiny one! Especially ones that were the same type. The Kirlia had never even seen the determination that flickered in their eyes as they fought. Suddenly, a Altaria pinned Radar, and the Dedenne fell off of his back.

The Altaria lifted a claw into the air; it was about to strike until... Freesia dashed in, screaming. "DON'T HURT MY FRIENDS!" she jumped up, her right leg lifted up as she kicked it in the face. She used Confusion, and a jolt of energy went through her, knowing that her level had just went up by one. "GRAH!" she strangled the Flying Type, and he eventually fell over. The Dedenne panted, getting up and brushing himself off.

"Woah, Radar, since when did girls have any strength?" he asked.

Freesia rolled her eyes. "Since the start." she'd replied. Soon, the Flying Tribe retreated and Radar's friend clambered back onto his shoulder.

"Augh... I'm so... Worn out... I could really go for the Friendship Cafe right now... I need a Friendship Cookie and a Smoothie. No, really. Lets all go." the Dedenne said.