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Editor's Notes:
Aus - Well, writing Trixie’s scene was an absolute blast! This chapter was cute, awesome and Powerfully Great!!V- Glad to be of help! Thank you for all!
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In a wide open field, two children laughed as they chased after each other. “Hold it right there! You’re under arrest!” The boy laughed as he chased after the girl.
“You’ll never take me alive, copper!” the girl laughed back as she continued to run away, the two of them running circles around each other.
A while later the two of them were lying down on the grass next to each other watching the clouds roll by. “Hey, Alice,” the boy started.
“Hm?” Alice replied.
“You ever thought about what you wanna be when you grow up?” the boy asked.
“What I want to be when I grow up?” Alice asked, before thinking about it for a bit. “I dunno, but I think I wanna do something that works with Pokemon.”
“That’s...kinda vague,” the boy sweatdropped.
“Well what about you? What do you wanna be when you grow up, Jonathan?” Alice shot back.
“Me? I’m gonna be a police officer. I wanna help people and keep them safe,” Jonathan smiled as he answered.
“That’s a big dream,” Alice frowned, then smiled. “But I know you’ll be able to do it.”
“Thanks, Alice,” Jonathan smiled, but then frowned. “Can’t believe we won’t be able to do this anymore soon…”
“Yeah…” Alice sighed, but smiled slightly. “But just cause we won’t see each other, doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends.”
Jonathan smiled at that. “Yeah you’re right. Hey, Alice?”
“Yeah?”
“Friends?” he started.
“Forever,” she said.
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Jonathan groaned as he woke up, but smiled slightly, that dream being one of his happier memories. Lifting his right arm up, he saw the bracelet on it. The same one that Alice had given him as a present on the day he moved to Kalos all those years ago. “Friends...forever…” he smiled gently, before frowning as he got up. “I’ll find her. She HAS to be in this world somewhere…” he muttered as he got out out of bed. Right now, he had other things to worry about, namely cleaning up after the fiasco that was Fox’s heist, as his new division was getting the heat from it.
“So...you ready for the day, or you still dreaming about ‘you know who’?” Heat joked from behind him, causing him to jump slightly.
“Ya know, sometimes I liked it better when I couldn’t understand what you were saying,” Jonathan deadpanned as Howl walked into the room.
“Oh, don’t mind him, Jonathan. He did that all the time with us back on Earth. He doesn’t mean any harm,” Howl said.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less annoying sometimes though,” Jonathan smiled slightly. No matter what, they were his teammates, and the closest thing he had to family since he had decided to move to Anistar City by himself all those years ago. “Well, let’s get going. Surge will want us in the office soon, and we still need to find Echo too.”
Heat and Howl nodded in agreement, following their trainer.
“Alright, the show will be tomorrow noon, so we can be ready to leave by night tomorrow,” Quick Storm said as she watched their servants move the various props that her husband used in his shows, while on the side, the Pokemon (with a couple of exceptions) helped with moving the items too.
“Ms. Storm, we’re just about done with moving all the stuff,” Toichi said, trotting up to the elderly mare.
Hearing him, she smiled, and ruffled his mane a bit. “Now now, Toichi. You know you don’t have to keep calling me, or Sleight so formally anymore. Not when our past can finally lay to rest,” she smiled.
“Alright...mom,” Toichi smiled, happy to be able to call her that for the first time.
“I’m guessing there’s a story behind that,” Alice commented as she walked up to Quick Storm. Yesterday, after meeting up with the group, they had found out that Toichi had been learning how to use a Translation Spell, and after a few quick casts, the Pokemon were now able to talk with the Ponies directly.
“Yeah, that. You see, Toichi is, officially at least, one of our servants whom we found several years ago. I don’t know how it happened, but the poor colt lost his parents somehow that was so traumatic, that he doesn’t even remember them. The only thing he remembered was his name, or at least part of it. We took the colt in out of pity, and overtime as we took care of him, he became more to us. He became like a son to us, when we could not have children of our own. We wanted to adopt him officially, but…” she explained.
“The criminal gang,” Alice guessed.
“Yeah. If we had adopted him, he’d just become another target for them. We couldn’t bare to do that to him, so we kept him as our servant in public. But in private, he was our son. Still, it hurt to have to teach him to treat us like we didn’t really care for him, or only saw him as a servant,” Storm nodded, before smiling slightly. “That’s another thing you have our gratitude for. Thanks to you, we can finally stop living that lie, and finally come out of hiding like we have been all these years.”
Alice just smirked, shifting for a moment into her Fox persona. “It was my pleasure,” she simply said. “Now then, let’s get all these things moved around. I’d like to be able to see just how good Sleight Hoof’s illusions are.”
“You’d better watch closely, Ms. Alice,” Toichi said, as he came by floating several items in his magical grasp. “Dad’s not called one of the best illusionists in Equus for no reason.”
“We’ll see,” Alice smiled.
“Patrol duty again, huh…” Heat sighed glumly.
“Can’t be helped. We’ve already cleaned up that gang here, so now we need to let the other police divisions do their jobs and clear out the rest of the gang. Not to mention as always, Fox leaves a clean trail,” Jonathan sighed as the three of them walked through the town, some of the ponies giving them a wide berth, obviously not used to the Pokemon yet.
“Well, let’s just do our best as always. Sides, how hard could it be now that we have 2 powerhouses,” Howl commented.
At this, Jonathan sighed. “Okay, one, How many times have I told you not to tempt fate, Howl? And two, I’m far from a powerhouse. I may have a Lucario’s power, but I don’t know how to use it. Heck, I’m afraid the next time I punch something, or SOMEONE, I’ll end up smashing them through a wall,” Jonathan sighed.
“Well...if you want to get the hang of it, I could always help,” Heat offered. “I AM a Fighting-type too.”
“That’s...not a bad idea. I think I’ll take you up on that offer,” Jonathan mused, before shaking his head. “But we’ve got a job to do first. Let’s talk about training after we’re off-duty.”
“Sounds good to me,” Heat shrugged. Though he would have liked it if they could do it now, since so far, the patrol had been...uneventfully boring.
“Have to admit though, after the first few days, the town suddenly getting so...quiet is a little unnerving,” Howl commented.
“Can’t be helped. With how we suddenly appeared on this world, I think the residents will need some time before they get used to what may as well be a peaceful alien invasion...and I can’t believe I just said that,” Jonathan sighed, before groaning at the last part.
“Still, I kinda wish something would happen. At this point, I’m willing to help get a cat out of a tree just to relieve the boredom from walking through a semi-deserted street,” Heat groaned as he looked over the nearly deserted street. Nearly, because there were still some small city Pokemon scurrying around the alleyways and such.
Suddenly, as though in answer to his wish, something did happen.
“Come one come all…!” came a familiar voice from through one of the alleyways.
Turning to the source, the three of them looked at each other and shrugged. The streets seemed safe enough right now. A small break couldn’t hurt. Walking through the alleyway, they came upon the wagon belonging to the pony from yesterday, Trixie. The difference was that the wagon was now a stage for what must have been her show.
A burst of magical fireworks erupted from the stage as Trixie stepped onto it. With a tilt of her hat and a smile, the fireworks stopped and she bowed.
“Thank you all for coming, The Great and Powerful Trrrrrixie will now start her show.” She pulled a deck of cards from behind her cape and shuffled them. “A simple card trick would make a nice start don’t you all think?” She shuffled the deck, frowned and then shuffled again.
“Hmm, this is strange...”
“Forgot how to do the trick?” one stallion jeered and several ponies laughed. Trixie smirked and placed the cards on a small table on the stage, before hopping down and trotting over to the stallion.
“Hm, not quite. You appear to have one of my cards,” she reached behind his ear and pulled out the Joker card. “Fitting,” she chuckled as the audience stomped their hooves in applause and laughter, the stallion merely blushed.
“But that was a simple trick, you came to see Great and Powerful, right?” Trixie vanished from the crowd, reappearing onto the stage with a puff of smoke. “Hmm, but Trixie requires a suitable guest from the audience for this one...” A little colt suddenly jumped up onto the stage, his bright eyes shining.
“Ooh! Me, memememe!” he cheered. Trixie chuckled and looked to the audience to see his mother give a nod of approval.
“Very well, you shall assist Trixie this evening!” She pulled out a stool and a sheet. “Now, stand on this stool little one, and we shall make magic!”
The Earth Pony colt nodded and stepped onto the stool, and Trixie placed the cloth over him. “Now, watch in awe as The Great and Powerful Trixie levitates this colt into the air... without magic!”
She removed her hat and true to her word, her horn did not light up as she pointed at the obscured colt, raising him into the air and then slowly lowering him back down. As the crowd clapped, she removed the sheet and the crowd gasped as it was revealed that the colt was gone. “Oh my, he seems to have vanished!?” Trixie said with mock surprise.
The crowd murmured and looked around, before a shout near the back got their attention. There was the colt, standing upon his mothers back waving madly and cheering.
“Thank you!” Trixie bowed again as the crowds cheers thundered throughout the area. “Now,” she pulled off her hat as a bunny leapt out of it, eating a carrot.
“Trixie was saving that snack!” the Unicorn pouted as the crowd laughed while Trixie chased the bunny around the stage. She did a flying leap and caught it with her hat, only for her hat to start floating off of the ground, Trixie hanging onto it’s large brim. Once she was a few feet off off the ground, a flock of doves erupted from the article, causing the crowd to go wild. Trixie landed neatly on all four hooves, before reaching into the hat and pulling out the bunny.
“And you let Trixie’s doves out, such a prankster you are~” She nuzzled the little rabbit and it vanished in a puff of smoke. “Now, Trixie calls for her assistant once again!”
The colt ran back up onto the stage, his short tail wagging happily. “For Trixie’s next trick... she shall saw this little one in half!!”
“Uh?” the colt’s enthusiasm suddenly wanted at that one.
“You shall be fine,” Trixie whispered. “Okay?”
The colt nodded as Trixie loaded him into a box and summoned a massive saw blade. Several member closed their eyes as she went to work, cutting the box in half, and then into quarters... and then juggled the pieces with her magic.
The colts mother couldn’t watch as Trixie floated the pieces there, “Hmm,” the magician wondered. “How did this go together again?”
“Um, Miss Trixie?” a voice came from the pieces. “I think that’s my left hoof,” one box wiggled, and then a second. “An’ I think that’s my butt.”
“AHA! Trixie remembers now!” The mare assembled the boxes and then opened them, revealing the colt wholly intact and laughing.
The audience stomped and cheered again with applause, Trixie bowed and smiled widely. This, this was what she lived for!
After the show was over, Trixie retreated back into the wagon, clearly to wind down after the show, and probably to count her her earnings. However, as she was sipping her drink, she heard the sound of more clapping, and as she wasn’t one to ignore her fans and bask in the glory (though thankfully she wasn’t as bad as she used to be. She had learned her lesson already), so stepping out, she was about to greet whoever it was, when she stopped upon seeing who it was. It was the same Pokemon from yesterday.
“Yo, we were in the neighborhood, and we happened to see your show,” Heat said.
“Oh, you were,” Trixie blinked, before smiling sheepishly. “Trixie admits that she is...surprised she had not expected to see you all again so soon…”
“Well, to be fair, we didn’t exactly agree on a meeting time, now did we,” Jonathan chuckled. “Speaking of which, great show just now. It was really something to see.”
Trixie smiled, but keeping up image, she quickly said. “Of course, one should expect nothing less from the Great and Powerful Trixie,” she said haughtily.
“You don’t have to keep that up when you’re not on stage, ya know,” Jonathan couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement.
“What do you mean?” Trixie asked.
“He means that you don’t have to keep up the act right now,” Howl simply said.
“Trixie has no idea what you are talking about,” she tried to deny. After using that persona for so long, after all old habits die hard.
“Well, I mean you’re acting all confident and a bit vain, but that’s all on stage. When you’re off stage, there’s no need to wear that mask. Just be yourself,” Jonathan explained.
“The greatness of Trixie isn’t something which ends once the show does… besides I have troubles talking like simple spectators.” She scoffed back with a bit of shame, albeit very small.
The three Pokemon looked at each other, sharing a knowing smile. “Well then, how about we help you learn how to loosen up?” Heat offered.
Trixie looked at the trio with surprise and hope, only to return to her boasting personality right after. “What’s the catch?” she asked with a scowl.
“No catch...unless you count helping us pass the time as a ‘catch’,” Howl waved off.
“Uhu…?” Replied the Unicorn mare with scepticism.
“Awww, don’t be like that. Personally, I’m bored as is, since the town calmed down, and we’ve been stuck on patrol duty. And besides, we’d love to have someone else to talk to,” Heat said.
“...” Trixie seemed to consider the offer, seriously, once more. “Well… if you want to be entertained by the great and powerful trixie, who am I to deny your plea?” she finally acknowledged.
“Glad to hear it,” Jonathan smiled. “It would be fun to see some magic tricks again like I used to.”
“It would be a bit each.” Trixie stated while magically placing her hat before them.
The three of them looked at each other, and chuckled. “Sounds fine to us. But let’s not do that just yet,” Howl said, before adding, “After all, you must be tired from the show. How about we just talk for now? If you’d like, you could even come on patrol with us. I mean, the streets have been more or less deserted all day.”
“Tell me about it… is not been a good day for business,” deadpanned Trixie as she replaced her hat atop her head. “And I suppose I could use a little change… just don’t think I will go and do your job!” she commanded at the end.
“Oh of course not. We’d never think of making a civilian do our duties,” Jonathan nodded, before adding, “Well then, guys. Shall we escort the fair lady through town?”
“Sir, yes sir,” Heat and Howl chuckled in return while giving mock salutes.
“At least you know how to treat a mare,” said Trixie with false praise, though she was smiling despite that. “You two may need some work though,” She added while looking at Heat and Howl. “Carry on then, I don’t have all day.”
“At once, M’lady,” the three of them said with mock bows, and at this point, Trixie’s facade cracked as all four of them shared a good natured laugh.
Back, at Vanhoover, Alice soon found a new reason for a headache.
“How many times do I have to say it till you get it? There’s no way you’re the better thief, you oversized gecko!”
“Oversized gecko?” Scep sneered down at Rascal. “That’s tough talk coming from a pint sized rodent.”
“Why you…” Rascal growled.
Ever since they had started talking, Rascal and Scep had gotten along about as well as oil and water. Not at all.
“Will you two shut up? You’ve been at this for hours already!” Shade practically roared, the Liepard all but ready to start tearing fur off her head if this kept up.
“Well he started it. Saying that he’s a better thief than us, teammates to the number 1 thief in the world,” Rascal pointed out.
“Dude,” Scep snorted. “You had to have someone there to help you steal. I did everything on my own. I stole from the best, so that makes me the best. Comprende, dude?”
“Oh yeah? Well for your information, none of us need each other to steal. We just like it better when we have each other’s backs,” he shot back.
At this point, Alice’s patients finally reached its limit. “Will you two knock it off?!” she shouted.
“As long as he keeps yapping,” Scep nodded towards his compatriot. “I’ll keep it up, dudette. Anything to shut him up. His voice is so annoying!”
“Hello pot, meet kettle!” Rascal snorted. Big mistake.
“That’s it!” Alice growled. “Since you two can’t learn to get along, you’d better settle your differences, or I’m kicking both of you out!” she said. “And I know how to do it. You two will be having a little contest of thieves.”
“Contest?” Scep grinned. “Why do we need a contest, dudette? You might as well give me the trophy now and save us the trouble.”
At this point, even Spinner got annoyed, and promptly covered the Sceptile’s mouth with webbing to get him to shut up until Alice was done.
“Yeah, well as far as I can see, you both won’t shut up until you prove it to each others’ faces. Therefore, both of you will be robbing the Vanhoover museum tonight. I’ll give you a list of things. The first to get all their items, WITHOUT tipping off any of the security, he wins,” Alice simply said, before motioning for Charlotte to remove the webbing.
Sending the spider pokemon a glare, he looked at Alice in confusion. “Wait...without tipping them off? Aww, but that’s the best part.” He crossed his arms and pouted.
“Well, that’s the first step in training as Fox. My first training was to make sure I didn’t trip alarms, since how could I be trusted to get out with impossible methods, if I couldn’t even avoid alarms in the first place,” Alice explained.
“You heard her, first step to being a master thief is stealth. Unless...you’re scared,” Rascal grinned.
Scep glared down at Rascal, bearing his teeth. His claws shone green as he powered up a ‘Dragon Claw’ attack. “I’m never scared, dude. I say, bring it.”
“Excellent. We’ll convene again later this evening on the museum roof. Until then...Shade, Charlotte, Spinner, keep them separated. Until then, I’ve got some recon to do,” Alice simply said, before cloaking herself in an illusion of a Pony with a blue coat and brown mane, and a cutie mark showing a cavalier hat behind a misty vale.
“You heard her, both of you, no interacting. Now come along, Scep. Let’s find you something to do,” Shade sighed, before ushering the Sceptile away.
“Whatever you say, dudette.” Scep shrugged. “Can’t say I can say no to a pretty dame.” He chuckled.
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