Chapter 8

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《Journey Forth !》

Beep Beep Beep..

The alarm was beeping..

- "...anno...ying.." (Frost)

As any person they would put their alarms where they reach.. that was a fact. But not only did Frost not reach.. he almost fell of his bed for trying too hard, the scare it gave him jumped started his brain.. and tiredly with obvious hint of annoyance said:

- "Juniper... this is not a jo...ke ?" (Frost)

But.. stopped mid-way, after all.. such small creature(?) was trying to take the alarm away.. trying to unplug it by pulling it, and after a succesful plugout.. it falls over.. and stays down. . .

- " R-Raa.. " (???)

It sounds like a cry for help and an actual cry of sadness..

That's.. a Pokemon.. specifically, Ralts.

But.. the colors are. Different ?

5 minutes later, both Frost and Professor Juniper are on the living room discussing the pokemon.

A blue, white and orange combinatiom

" Well, I checked the terminal, found the egg cracks and.. I'm guessing that it is.. A Ralts huh, a female at that, but the most fascinating part is, the color hue. You've got yourself a rare species, a Shiny pokemon. From an egg even !" (Prof. Juniper)

She says while eyeing the Ralts... but Ralts is just hugging Frost's Arm, trying to defend him from the unknown person..

- "Well, at least she likes me... that sounds depressing to say if I'm honest. It's a pokemon– " (Frost)

- "Well, don't sweat the details, all that matters is, you got a new pokemon !" (Prof. Juniper)

- "Well Ralts, you want to accompany me on my journey ? It may get dangerous.." (Frost)

- "Raa ! Ralts !" (You know who)

She gave her cry of aprooval and jumped to hug Frost, which she couldn't do.. since of her small stature, but she tried her best..

[Frost hatched a shiny Ralts]

- "Well, here are your tickets to Virbank city and back here ! Have a safe journey. Once you finish up with the tasks, contact me you hear ?" (Prof. Juniper)

- "Okay mom, I'll make sure not to leave my lunchbox either— " (Frost)

Couple of minutes later, he got himself a cleanup of the usual outfit and actually went out with a lunchbox... oh, it was a briefcase.

- "Now, make sure to give this to Roxie, and you'll have another girlfriend !" (Prof. Juniper)

- "I don't have a girlfriend ! We're friends !" (Frost)

- "Yes ! Friend that's a girl, it's exactly what I mean... whatever do you mean ? Hmmm~ ?" (Prof. Juniper)

... She got him there.

- "Tch.. let's just go to Virbank.." (Frost)

- "Oh I'm not going, I need to get in touch with Elesa to get a favor from her, especially because it's Team Plasma related. " (Detective Juniper)

- "Are you a Professor or a Detective ?!" (Frost)

He retorted, but soon after that, Juniper gave the tickets and promptly set him on course.... to the pier..?

And there's a boat...

Oh no..

{An uneventful ride at the ferry.}

- "Well, compared to living in that Cruise.. that wasn't that bad. It was fast too. What do you think Ralts ?" (Frost)

Ralts, refusing to get inside a pokeball because of overprotectiveness, replied with a happy cry, slumped or sitting on his shoulder.

- "Now.. where would Roxie... be.. Well, I found it." (Frost)

- "Raa ?" (Ralts)

There is a poster... with a band, and surprise, surprise, the bass and lead singer is Roxie. It's a band.

Someone is approaching.. you can clearly tell it's walking towards him by the footsteps on the dirt road.

- "Oh ? Interested in the band ? They're performing today you know ?" (Unknown Adult)

- "Well, I'm interested in Roxie. Ah.. not in that way. I just need to give her something.. Why am I discussing this... Who are you sir ?" (Frost)

The man goes quiet... and with a not so friendly voice asked.

- "What's your name boy ?" (Unknown Adult)

- "I'm Frost.. and you are ?" (Frost)

- "Oh don't worry.. you'll find out soon." (Unknown man ?)

So with that the man left... never to be see– he'll appear.

In any case, a sigh left Frost.. after all, it's been quite a day. Why not go.. ? What's the worst that could happen really ?

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