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Looking Through the Pokeball - Magical Trevor



Pokemon start to appear in Equestria, but they don't seem to be the same as the stories in the myths once claimed...

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Chapter the Third

Uuuuuuuunderful! Just funderful, I ranted to myself, stomping as I paced back and forth. Of course, I couldn’t pace very far, because the white horse had latched herself onto my tail, so I was fairly limited as to how far I would walk, and how I could turn around, lest I twist my own tail into a knot.

“Aww, Fluffy, you need to calm down!” the horse chirped at me. “I’ll take great care of you, I promise! I’ll feed you, and pet you, and brush you, and take you on walks, and-”

Joy, she wants me to be a pet... Well, that would be interesting, at least. Never been a pet before, after all. Besides, what else was I going to do in this dream if there weren’t any other Pokemon to fight or learn stuff from, or anything?

Giving up, mostly because I’m just lazy like that, I walked back the whole two steps back to the white horse, and then laid down around her, curling up as much as I could with her latching onto my tail like that.

~=~=~=~=~=~=~

Aww, I think he likes me!” Sweetie Belle cooed, proud of herself.

“Or maybe he thinks yer his property,” Applejack suggested warily as the large orange dog creature curled around Sweetie Belle.

“You mean he wants to protect me?!” Sweetie asked excitedly, wide-eyed. “Wow! Hey, Scoots, come on! His fur is so soft! I’ll bet his mane and tail make for a great pillow and blanket!”

Applejack stiffened as the animal jerked its head back a bit as Sweetie let go of its tail for just a second, only to reposition herself so that she could curl up next to it, using its neck as a pillow, and pulling as much of the tail as she could around her. “You’re so soft...”

“Sweetie Belle, ah don’t think you should... Scootaloo! Git off that poor animal before it gets mad and bites you!” Applejack ordered, trying to both keep her distance while staying close enough to intervene.

Applejack gave pause as the animal picked its head up from its paws, and gave her a flat stare. Even though the words that came out were, “Flare? Flareon?” Applejack could practically hear the animal saying, “Really? Really now?”

Applejack trot forward slowly, then knelt in place so that she was face to face with the animal. She opened her mouth to talk, when she and the animal blinked at the same time. What gave her pause, however, was when the animal seemed to smile a little, and stared at her with such a deep intensity that Applejack knew this wasn’t a ‘normal’ animal. “So you think you can beat me in a starin’ contest? Ah might not be Pinkie Pie, but yer still on, fluff butt!”

“Flary?!”

Applejack started chuckling quietly, allowing a smug grin as she started the staring contest, knowing she was already ahead in the mind games by irritating her opponent. Sorry, whatever you are, but ah’ve had too much practice facing against Dashie for ya to win if you get riled up this easily!

It was an intense duel, but in the end, Applejack managed to win by crossing her eyes, and touching her snout with her tongue at the same time. The ridiculousness caused the animal to blink in confusion, before it groaned, slapping a paw to its face. “Ha! Ah win again! It was a nice try, partner, but ah always win in the end! Unless it’s Pinkie Pie. Or Fluttershy. Nopony can win against Fluttershy...”

Applejack repressed a shudder, noting that she had the animal’s full attention. She stopped laughing, and allowed herself to calm down, becoming serious once more. “Okay, look,” she started, making sure the animal was following along. “Ah get that you’re not... That you understand what we’re saying, right?”

After it nodded, Applejack continued, “Then ah need to make sure you understand what ah mean when I say this.”

Applejack’s glare intensified as she shoved her head against the animal’s, hissing, “If you so much as put one hair on their manes out of place, or hurt them in any way, with Celestia as my witness, Ah will end you... Do ah make mahself clear?”

~=~=~=~=~=~=~

Yeah, you’re clear. Crystal clear. You’re any kind of clear you want to be!

I swallowed hard, nodding slowly, afraid that any sudden movements would provoke her. It made sense, now, in hindsight. If these small horses were kids, or... fillies, she called them? Anyway, if they were fillies, then it made sense that they had to have a mother, right? Well, I found at least one of the mothers, and if there’s anything that any moron should know, it’s not to mess with a mother’s children.

“Good,” the mother said to me, all smiles again. “Course, ah’ll do mah best to make sure they don’t mistreat ya or anything in return. Ah don’t expect you ta just sit, stay, and roll over.”

“Applejack, we’re here!”

Oh joy, I though with a sigh. More of them... This dream has gone from awesome, to average, to sucktacular. Alright, where the hell is the old man of the dream world?! He threw off my dream groove somehow, and I swear I’m kicking that old codger’s ass out of the highest window I can find the second I catch that jerk!

I winced as the orange one on top of me slipped, her hoof hitting me on the back of the head. Okay, when the hell is the pain going to wake me up, this is ridiculous! Any more and I’m going to start doubting if this is a dream or not! Brian, what’s my status?

You mean besides being a few fries short of a happy meal? A few grapes short of a bunch? A few sodas short of a six-pack? A scoop short of a banana split? A-

Yes, Brian, thank you, you can shut up now... I swear, that little prick is more annoying than he’s good for. Well, let’s see who, or what, just showed...

Yayifications... The little yellow one is back, and she’s headed straight for- “Oof!”

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Twilight raised an eyebrow at the strange animal, wincing slightly in sympathy as Applebloom all but tackled the poor thing, eliciting a pained “Flare!” from the animal. “And you’re... sure it’s safe, Applejack?”

“Ah... don’t ‘xactly know, Twi,” Applejack admitted, rubbing the back of her head. “But ah talked to it, and it knew what ah was saying. It challenged me to an eye-staring contest, and ah beat it. Right after that, ah made sure it knew that if it hurt ‘Bloom or her friends, it wouldn’t like what ah’d do to it.”

“You threatened an unknown animal?! Applejack, you don’t goad animals like that! That’s asking for it to-”

“It ain’t an ordinary animal, Twi.”

Twilight blinked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she paid close attention to Applejack. “When ah talked to it, ah could tell it was intelligent, maybe even as intelligent as we are. Ah could tell it knew ah was related ta Bloom, and not ta hurt any of the fillies. It wasn’t... It isn’t like Winona, who knows when she does something bad. This... thing, it doesn’t only know what is wrong, it knows why it’s wrong. It... shoot, ah’ve never been the best at explainin’ things, Twi. Talk to it yourself. You’ll know what ah mean.”

“Well, alright,” Twilight agreed, pulling out a quill and some parchment. “It’s why you called me out here to begin with. Let’s see... Quill, check. Parchment, check. Ink, check. Minor Margin’s Manual of Major Mythical Monsters for reference? Check. Alright, it’s time to figure out what this thing is!”

.o.O.o.

“Bloom, careful!” Sweetie protested, hearing her new pet’s pained cry. “Don’t hurt Fluffy! We just got him all better, remember?”

“Yeah, ah know,” Applebloom said apologetically, backing away from the animal. “Sorry, Sweetie. Ah didn’t mean ta hurt... Okay, ah’m sorry, but Fluffy? That’s the best name y’all could think of?”

“W-what? I think it’s appropriate!” Sweetie protested, hugging Fluffy’s tail closer to herself. “Right, Fluffy?”

The three crusaders looked to their new pet, only to see him visibly wincing. “... Told’ja so.”

“O-oh be quiet, Applebloom, nopony asked you!” Sweetie pouted, her eyes watering.

“Wait... He was saying Flaresomething before, right?” Scootaloo asked, looking between her two friends. “Sounds like something related to fire. Is that its name?”

The three fillies looked at their pet, who bobbed its head in a yes and no at the same time. “... Well, that was helpful,” Sweetie Belle pouted for a moment, before her eyes brightened. “Wait a second! You can understand us?!”

When they received another nod, they all squealed in excitement. “This is so awesome!” Scootaloo exclaimed. “We’ve got a really smart pet! Oh! Questions! Okay, are you a colt, or a filly?”

When they got a confused head tilt in response, Sweetie Belle clarified, “Err, male or female?”

When Fluffy nodded, an odd smirk on its face, it took the fillies a moment to realize that they hadn’t asked a yes or no answer. “Um... Okay, one at a time. Are you male?” A nod.

“Alright... Is your name Flareon?”

Fluffy hesitated, waffling his head around. “Ah don’t know, Sweetie... Something that means yes and no? What else could it mean?”

“Is that the name of your species?” Twilight asked, scribbling notes.

“Flare!”

The four ponies scattered when the animal jumped, clearly startled. The three fillies hid behind Twilight for a moment, while Fluffy regained his breath, before they started to berate Twilight. “Twi, don’t startle him! That’s not nice!” Sweetie complained, trotting back to Fluffy, curling back up into him. “See? Now his tail lost all of the heat I’d been storing up in it!”

“R-right, sorry,” Twilight apologized slowly, puzzled. “A-anyway, Mr... Flareon? Is that your name, or your species name, or your language?”

“You have to ask him yes or no questions, Twilight, he doesn’t speak Equish!” Scootaloo whispered into Twilight’s ear.

“... Okay, is that your name specifically?” Twilight asked slowly, quirking an eyebrow at the creature.

It shook its head, then sighed, his head starting to bob a little to an invisible beat. “Is that the name of your language?” He shook his head again. “Your species?”

There was a slight hesitation, but he did eventually nod. Twilight cracked open her book, and started to read through the index, searching for the elusive Flareon entry...

~=~=~=~=~=~=~

I sighed, getting ready to start twiddling my paws. Now, it felt nice to have a warm body cuddled up against me, using my tail to keep her warm, yeah, but this wasn’t exactly dream material, you know?

Okay, seriously, Brian, this is, without a doubt, the most boring dream I’ve ever had... Seriously. The beginning? Great! I was looking forward to it! But this? This is just plain boring! I’ve watched bingo games with more action than this! There’s no action, no romance, no randomness... The only weird things going on is that I’m a Flareon, and that there are talking techicolored unicorns talking to me and trying to figure out what I am! Lame!

Oh shut up. You get what you pay for, alright? Besides, like I said before, this isn’t a dream! If it was, there’d be, like, a hot Espeon trying to seduce you against your will using her psychic powers or something!

Pay?! I don’t pay you anything; you’re my brain, Brian!

Exactly! You pay me squat, so that’s what you get! Now start paying attention to your damned senses and figure out that this isn’t a stupid dream, moron! I’ve got better things to be doing with my time, you know! Yeash. May as well work ahead on trying to prevent your inevitable meltdow-

“So... He’s really smart, right? So isn’t a name like Fluffy kinda... you know, insulting?” one of the fillies asked, stretching her wing across my back.

I nodded quickly, abandoning my argument with Brian without a second thought. A chance to change what they were calling me? Heck yeah! I just have to hope they come up with some good names...

Author's Note:

A/N: I know this is a strange place to end it, but I want YOU, the readers, to suggest and vote for what the CMC are going to name me! Be creative, be stupid, I don’t care, so long as it’s not inappropriate. (So no suggesting Penis, or other stuff that little fillies wouldn’t know about or approve of. While it wasn’t my original plan, it looks like Sweetie Belle/Rarity is going to be my trainer(s), so try to keep that in mind. Sweetie wouldn’t accept something that she thinks Rarity would hate. )

So yeah! Get to voting!

Sorry again for the shortness, but I’m actually all worn out for the day, I think. I’ve written all of these chapters so far in the past 24 hours, and it’s starting to catch up to me! XD

Finally, I want your opinions on Fakemon. I have two that I’d like to use, but I’m not sure how jarring that would be to you, the readers, or not.

So if you could leave a name suggestion, and a yay or neigh, I’d appreciate it, thanks!


Also, if it isn't clear, ~=~=~=~ is a shift in perspective, while .o.O.o. is a time shift, either forwards or backwards. I do my best to make it obvious how much time has passed, so I hope you will all bear with me. Thank you.

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