Subject: [PW!] [PKMN AUCTION] Aislynn finds a Weepinbell Date: 8 Apr 1999 03:44:00 GMT From: dreeelle1@aol.com (Dree Elle1) Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon ((finally got around to continuing....sorry I missed a day of the auction. School's been getting in the way :P)) ~Karma Rocket~ "Well that wasn't too hard." Aislynn smiled. "I'm glad Nidorino and Nidorina found new homes." "One trainer's trash another trainer's treasure." Knave shrugged. "We got more money now. What we gonna do?" "Well, I was thinking maybe we could look at the other tables and then buy some more pokeballs..." she began. Knave snorted in reply. "Bo-ring!" he declared. "Wanna stop by home! You promise!" "Well can't we..." she began. "No!" Knave answered stubbornly. "Wanna take nap! We look more later!" She gave a defeated sigh. "Okay you win." she said quietly. "I probably should stock up on supplies anyway." "Okay...house is north and----" Knave was cut off suddenly. "A vaporeon's not worth five hundred thousand yen!" a familiar voice whined. "Sorry buddy...that's the opening bid." a gruff voice replied. "Who in their right mind would pay that??" he asked. "Cool a vaporeon! I'll take him for five hundred thousand!" a teenager's voice declared. "Evidently a lot of people." the seller replied smugly, collecting the money from the teenager and handing over the bewildered-looking blue pokemon in its wire cage to the new owner. The voice was so familiar it made Aislynn literally ache, trying to place it. "Knave, who is that?" she asked. "Who?" he asked, snapping to attention. "The one who just lost the vaporeon...who is it?" Knave squinted to look at the person standing in a disappointedly slumped stance beside the bidding table and a knowing look crept over him. "Is stupid human with blue hair!" he smiled. "James!" she exclaimed a bit too loudly as the young man turned to see who had just called his name. "Aislynn?" he asked. "What are you doing back here? I thought we dropped you off in Pallet Town!" he said, jogging over to where she was standing. "I'm here for the auction! Seen any Weepinbells for sale?" she asked. "Weepinbells? No, can't say I have." James replied thoughtfully. "How about you?" she inquired. "Just looking for a friend for Weezing, I guess." he replied. "Your eyes would bug out if you saw the prices people are slapping on Eevee evolutions here." he grumbled, making her laugh. "I made some money earlier." she put in cheerfully. "Really? Sold that metapod I gave you, huh?" he asked. "Nope I still have Juniper." she answered, placing a hand on the coat pocket she kept him in. "Then what did you sell?" he asked, his curiousity piqued. "A nidorino and a nidorina." she replied. James nearly choked. "Nido---where'd you get those??" he asked, flabbergasted. "Caught them!" Knave said proudly. "Stupid human better close mouth or is gonna catch flies!" he snapped at James who realized his mouth had been hanging slightly agape and closed it quickly. "You caught them..." he muttered as though confirming it with himself. "Have problem with that??" Knave asked, inching out as far as he could on Aislynn's forehead and shaking a fist menacingly at James. He glared at the Clefairy in response. "No..." he said quietly. "I DO have a problem with obnoxious pokemon like you!" he shot back. "Want fight??" Knave asked, fluttering into the air to hover at eye level with James. "You guys....stop it!" Aislynn protested. "Hmph....human started it." Knave grumbled, reluctantly returning to his perch. "And next on the block we have a lovely plant pokemon. Yes, ladies and gents, I'm talking about the infamous Weepinbell!" an announcer boomed from nearby, unveiling the wire cage the yellow flower-like creature was being kept in. "Wee...pin. Weepinbell." the Weepinbell grunted, trying to expand its leaves in the cage with minimal success. "I'll give ya three hundred for it." a boy offered, holding the money up. "I have three hundred! Do I hear three fifty?" he asked the mildly interested crowd. A murmur went up from the people but not much interest was shown. "Five hundred!" Knave called out, making Aislynn wince a little. "Knave, what're you doing??" she asked. "You say you want Weepinbell....is one being given out right under your nose! Gotta act fast!" he told his mistress. "I have five hundred! Going once....going twice....and SOLD to the little girl with the Clefairy on her head!" the announcer said loudly, banging his gavel on the tabletop. "See? Now you have Weepinbell." Knave stated non-chalantly. "Well, I guess five hundred isn't too bad for a pokemon..." she said quietly. "And I WILL be getting a Squirtle for it." "You wanna come claim your pokemon, little girl?" the man at the table asked, looking at Aislynn inquisitively. "I guess so..." she sighed, moving forward as Knave navigated her around the watching people. "There ya go...that'll be five hundred yen." the man said, sliding the cage across the table to her. Knave, to prevent any embarrassment on Aislynn's behalf, clambered down the back of her shirt and withdrew a handful of money from her pocket. "Here two hundred..." he said, placing it in the girl's hand before going back for more. "And there five hundred." he concluded, adding another few coins to her palm. "Here you go." Aislynn smiled, handing it to the man who favored her with an odd look as he carefully took the money from her and counted it to make sure it was there. "Errmmm...thank you." he said at last, staring at Knave with a contained look of disbelief. "Next up we have a Golbat. Straight from the Seafoam Island caves! What do I hear for this beauty?" he asked, quickly lapsing into another sales pitch to save face as Aislynn carefully fumbled with the latch on the cage, eventually succeeding in opening it. "It's okay." she said gently, reaching inside and working her arms around the flower pokemon. Though large, it wasn't heavy and Aislynn lifted it easily. "Bell! Bell!" it exclaimed happily, stretching its leaves toward the sunshine. "See? We get good deal!" Knave told her, leaning forward and sniffing the Weepinbell's petals. "And smell good too!" "Glad to see ONE of us is having luck at this auction." James grumbled. "I haven't won a single pokemon yet!" "Well, I'm not gonna keep this one. There's a man outside of town who wants to trade me a Squirtle for this Weepinbell." she explained. James nodded but said nothing. "Maybe you dress up like girl, you have better luck." Knave suggested, bursting out laughing as a vein began to throb in James' forehead. "Knave! That wasn't very nice!" Aislynn hissed at the Clefairy. "Aislynn no fun...wanna go home!" Knave said sternly. "You--" "I know, I know. I promised." she grumbled, rolling her eyes. "Sprrrout!" something squealed, drawing everyone's attention to the Weepinbell in Aislynn's arms. "Sprout! Sprout!" "What's happening?" Aislynn asked as a small cream-colored head in the shape of a bell poked out of Weepinbell's cavernous mouth. "Looks like stowaway to me..." Knave smirked, watching as the bellsprout blinked blankly up at the two humans and Clefairy. "Bellsprout?" the pokemon asked as James carefully extracted it from Weepinbell's mouth. "Two pokemon for the price of one...not bad!" James smirked, examining the small plant in his gloved hands. "I don't know what I'm going to do with two of them..." Aislynn said thoughtfully. "The man said he only needed a Weepinbell." "So keep other one." Knave told her. "It keep Spirit and Juniper company." Aislynn shook her head. "I'm out of pokeballs." she told the Clefairy. "So make baka here watch Bellsprout while you buy more!" Knave said, jerking a thumb, or what passed as a thumb, at James. "Now see here! I'm not going to--" James began. "Oh James, would you??" Aislynn asked, beaming at him. He felt like hitting his head against the wall as he heard himself say he would. "Thank you!" she smiled. "Now where's the pokemart from here?" she asked Knave. "Can't see anything in this crowd." Knave complained. "And some guy lighting up a cigarette right next to us!" he added loudly, covering his mouth and waving his hand while making gagging noises. The man glared at the pokemon but hustled off to enjoy his cigarette elsewhere. "Well, you tell me where to go and I'm sure we'll find it." she told the clefairy who sighed heavily. "You owe me for this..." he grumbled.