From: Marco262 (email@example.com)
Subject: [PW!] Not scrambled eggs again!
Date: 2000-09-07 22:55:42 PST
Jason was in his element. Throwing back his head, he filled his
lungs and trumpeted a perfect high C, wavering the note to the final
drum roll. The crowd went wild. Jason grinned out at the roaring crowd,
eyes shining from the adrenaline and exhilaration. He put his mike back
in the stand and wiped his hand through his sweat-drenched hair.
?Thank you Viridian! Goodnight!? He held up his hands in his
traditional goodnight gesture. Ella blew several kisses at the male
pokémon in the audience, trying to get the numbness out of her lips.
Rivet was taking several deep bows next to Miami, who had already thrown
his bandanna to a lanky, female Cubone in the front row. Mozart put away
his keyboards and walked offstage.
DJ clapped silently for the band. He put away his soundboard and,
after first checking all the equipment, disconnected the power cord from
Gigawatt, who immediately went into Sleep Mode. By the time he had done,
all the people had left the audience area in front of the outdoor stage
the band had performed on.
DJ waddled up the steps to where Jason was sitting in a folding
chair he had brought up to his usual spot where he sang from. He had his
eyes closed, playing the night over and over again in his memory. He
looked around the stage through his mind?s eye. Ella stood to the left
of him, a harmonica perched between her lips, singing harmony at certain
intervals. He saw to his right, Rivet thrummed his guitar during the
tune-up session before the concert. Behind Rivet, Miami pounded on his
drum set energetically, caught in the beat of one of his favorite songs.
Behind Ella, Jason imagined, Mozart had his eyes closed, his fingers
leading the keys on a powerful solo.
Jason was startled by DJ?s voice.
Jason stretched his arms over his head and stood up. ?Them more than
me. Ella?s doing a great job switching between instrumental and vocal. I
know it?s tough for her to try and play so many different instruments at
a time. DJ, we need to get another woodwind player.?
?What? Oh no! I?m not even thinking of replacing her. We need
someone to play the trumpet while she plays the sax. Did you see how
frustrated she got when we played the Pink Persian? She told me it
sounded wrong without the trumpet back up.?
Jason turned and stared at his wise Chansey. In fact he was
probably wiser than any creature Jason?d ever met. He sat back down with
?You?re right, unfotunately. If only we had another Ella, we?d be in
much better shape.? DJ watched the gears in Jason?s head grind. He
reached into his egg pouch and rummaged around in it for a while.
Suddenly, Jason found himself staring at a small, light blue egg.
DJ smiled apprehensively. Jason smiled back.
?Thanks DJ.? Jason peeled the soft thin skin away from the egg and
brought it up to his mouth. It was only inches away when it suddenly
fell from his hands. DJ stared aghast at his precious egg staining the
stage floor. He glared up at Jason furiously.
Jason stared straight ahead. His mouth transformed slowly from an
astonished ?O? to a loony grin. Without a single word, he leapt from his
seat off the stage onto the ground. He turned to the confused and still
?I should be back by dinner DJ, I think I might?ve solved or
musician problem.? Before DJ could open his mouth to argue, Jason was
DJ sighed and gently picked up the undirtied pieces of his egg from
the floor. Fortunately for him, Chansey eggs expanded in size greatly
when cooked and were very nutritious. Looked to him like he?d be cooked
for an all pokémon crowd yet again.
(Finally! Two posts in one night! Woohoo! :^))