From: AzNPiKaPi <aznpikapi@aol.com.angel> Subject: [PW!] Talks with Prepies. Date: Thursday, June 03, 1999 7:59 PM Dev woke up after a *nice* night. Wind was still sleeping calmly beside him. Dev just looked at her for a few minutes. She looks so peaceful, Dev thought. I wish she could stay like this forever. Soon she'll wake up and realize she's homeless, a pokemon trainer without a home to go to after a long journey. Then she'll realize that Minax took away the life of her butterfree. Dev kissed her forehead softly. "Hey it's morning." Dev whispered in her ear. "Five more minutes mommy." Wind mumbled before rolling back to sleep." "I'm gonna get breakfast and let Fluffy and Sandshrew back in k? I suggest you put on something." "Uh huh," Wind mumbled and threw on the clothes she wore yesturday and went back to sleep. Dev walked out and closed the door behind him. He came back twenty minutes later to a motel room filled with Wind's pokemon, expecct for the two Gyarados because that would have been bad. "Kadabra!~!" Dev turned around to see it teleport around him. Dev decided he needed some space and went to the bathroom to find Wind's goldeen swimming around the bathtub. "Jiggly jiggly[She went to the pokemon center to pick up some stuff]" "Oh" Dev said none-too-happy before Squirtle and Goldeen started a water gun fight. +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+ Meanwhile in another place in time "You've got mail!" Clara Porter turned around from watching "Dawson's Creek and started sprinting to her computer(bumping into something once or twice) and opened her Online Mailbox. Subject: Re: High School Hell Hey Clara, long time no hear. We'll be there. -Wind Fireblade/Devon Jack Clearmountain Clara smiled, and called her friend Tasha. "Wind the loon is with Dev? Art's half-breed bro?" "She not a loon," Clara snapped back. "She was my best friend. "I wonder what she looks like." Tasha said drinking her Mocha. "I don't know, many of the pokemon trainers we see are all tough and strong dressed in rag tag strong clothes." Clara said thinking into space. "More like freak clothes." Tashe remarked just a bit conceited. "I think they need it." Clara said. "Maybe I'll leave for the summer and come back with badges and strong pokemon. "Yeah right you, sorry to say, your kinda soft and your pet Meowth, and the Charmander and Weedle you've been hiding, probably won't cut it." Tasha said in mock-senstivity. "Maybe I'll go with Wind then." Clara said, her voice a little lower. "Yeah right, like she'll take you. Imagine what's happened to her in the last 3 years. She probably isn't the soft little girl wearing flower dresses and reading all the time anymore. And Dev that's what he goes by now, I wonder what they're up to. He was always a little cute even though he was a bumbling nerd and always being beat down by Art his stud brother's friends." "Yeah whatever I guess, I'm meeting her at the Pigeot Express tomorrow. Wanna come?" Clara said a litte uneasy. "Ok, I guess, I want to see what Jack, er Dev has been up too lately. I'll invite Cher and Monica too." "Yeah alright then bye." Clara said wondering what she'd say to this old friend of hers. "The world bites, live with it" Pen:brush:Keyboard:Paint. One day the mother weedle will have her revenge! =========-//> Wind Fireblade, Please send fanmail.<//-==========