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PCA Story, fourth part.
Category Story / Pokemon
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File Size 35.5 kB
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“Wait what was the deal just now?” Tenebra demanded of Sam as she followed her back inside. “You just insulted me and beat the crap out of each other as some sort of test?!”
“Basically,” Sam admitted. “I wanted to see how much of your ‘tough enforcer girl’ was real and how much was a bluff…I also wanted to know if you were your own mon and not just Nicole’s catspaw…if you’ll forgive the expression.”
“You’ve got some nerve.” Tenebra growled. “Who the hell are you to judge me? What gives you the right?”
“I have every right!” Sam snapped. “I am Ibtisam al-Scycura and I’m someone whose seen students terrorized by Nicole—brushed aside, insulted, and harassed—as if they were nothing to her and I want to know if you’re like that too. If I’m going to fight with you on Monday I need to know if you’re better than that: better than some her lackey.”
“And do I pass?” Tenebra asked sarcastically, her claws twitching in anger and ready to restart the fight again. Fortunately, Sam managed to diffuse the tension.
“Eh, you’ve got a good right hook.” Sam shrugged as she rubbed her jaw. “That’s good enough for me.”
“Yeah well, I’ve had worse fights.” Tenebra grunted, which from her was as high praise as she could give. “You are VERY strange.”
“So René keeps telling me.”
“Considering he’s a transgender vulpix, that’s no small acknowledgement.” Tenebra observed.
“Hey, I like René. He’s like the little sister I never had. Plus he’s tougher than he looks.”
“That’s not difficult.”
“Seriously, he’s good in a scrap. Speaking of which, we should probably break up the battling babes up-stairs before they wreck the place.”
“Fine.” Tenebra sighed as she and Sam headed upstairs to the guest room and opened the door. There they found Nubia and Weaver, bloodied and tired, but still grappling with each other amid knocked over furniture and tossed pillows.
“Hey, hey that’s enough!” Sam shouted as she moved to restrain Weaver. Tenebra went to get Nubia. “All right already! We’ve all knocked each other around a bit but now it’s time to stop! Ishtar will be back soon! Do you want her to come back here and find you two like this? Trashing her house?”
Where nothing else had gotten through, the thought of upsetting Ishtar was enough to get both girls to settle down.
“Finally,” Tenebra said as she looked around. “This place needs to get cleaned up.”
“So do they.” Sam said as she looked at Nubia and Weaver. “Why don’t you two wash up, while we clean here then we switch.”
“Maybe not.” Tenebra noted as Nubia and Weaver stared daggers at each other. “Perhaps Nubia and I should wash up first. You and Weaver stay here.”
“All right.” Sam nodded as Tenebra escorted Nubia to the bathroom. “Shall we get started?” She asked Weaver.
Weaver just grunted and started straightening up. “No one asked you to get involved.”
“No one ever does.” Sam noted philosophically. “Why let that stop me?”
“She’s trying to steal my girlfriend.” Weaver practically snarled. “The one person I—” She broke off. “Damn that blasted umbreon.” She muttered.
“Look,” Sam said, her face softening. “I don’t know how to solve this whole thing with you, Ishtar, and Nubia—well besides a three-way but you don’t seem like the kinda girls into that sort of thing—but from what I’ve gathered, you and Ishtar are a solid item; that leaves Nubia out in the cold. Sooner or later she’s going to figure that out and it’s going to hurt her, a lot. She’s already lost Weaver. There’s no need to make it hurt more for her than it already will. Heck,” Sam chuckled. “You two are actually a lot alike.” She noted.
Weaver snapped her head around at that. “We are nothing alike!” She snapped. “We are completely different!”
“Yes, anyone can see how clearly different you are.” Sam said sarcastically. “You’re both top-notch fighters, both lesbians, have similar tastes in girls, and both come from big families and you both have to deal with the pressures from your overbearing moms and numerous siblings. Her brothers and sisters fight all the time about her attitude, her evolution, her being on a different team…Only difference there is Nubia lashes out at the world. You pretend to be indifferent to it.”
“Nubia has to deal with pressure because of her choice of evolutions. You have to deal with the pressure of not WANTING to evolve to please your family.”
“The bitch of it is if you two weren’t both so determined to win Ishtar, you’d probably be friends…you’re so much alike it’s scary. But hey what do I know? I’m just a bitch that likes to shred things.” Sam shrugged. Weaver stood stone faced throughout Sam’s speech.
“And how do you know so much about her? And me?” She finally asked.
“Well, for starters Romano has got to be the biggest gossip in school.” Sam answered. “I swear she knows things almost before they happen. And secondly…I’ve watched you both fight. It reveals a lot about your character, more than most realize.”
“And come Monday…” Sam grinned. “Well let’s just say a lot of character will be revealed.”
To Be Continued…
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Ishtar and Weaver are © to Kae
Nubia is © to Shawntae
Tenebra is © to Carlito
Sam is © to me
“Wait what was the deal just now?” Tenebra demanded of Sam as she followed her back inside. “You just insulted me and beat the crap out of each other as some sort of test?!”
“Basically,” Sam admitted. “I wanted to see how much of your ‘tough enforcer girl’ was real and how much was a bluff…I also wanted to know if you were your own mon and not just Nicole’s catspaw…if you’ll forgive the expression.”
“You’ve got some nerve.” Tenebra growled. “Who the hell are you to judge me? What gives you the right?”
“I have every right!” Sam snapped. “I am Ibtisam al-Scycura and I’m someone whose seen students terrorized by Nicole—brushed aside, insulted, and harassed—as if they were nothing to her and I want to know if you’re like that too. If I’m going to fight with you on Monday I need to know if you’re better than that: better than some her lackey.”
“And do I pass?” Tenebra asked sarcastically, her claws twitching in anger and ready to restart the fight again. Fortunately, Sam managed to diffuse the tension.
“Eh, you’ve got a good right hook.” Sam shrugged as she rubbed her jaw. “That’s good enough for me.”
“Yeah well, I’ve had worse fights.” Tenebra grunted, which from her was as high praise as she could give. “You are VERY strange.”
“So René keeps telling me.”
“Considering he’s a transgender vulpix, that’s no small acknowledgement.” Tenebra observed.
“Hey, I like René. He’s like the little sister I never had. Plus he’s tougher than he looks.”
“That’s not difficult.”
“Seriously, he’s good in a scrap. Speaking of which, we should probably break up the battling babes up-stairs before they wreck the place.”
“Fine.” Tenebra sighed as she and Sam headed upstairs to the guest room and opened the door. There they found Nubia and Weaver, bloodied and tired, but still grappling with each other amid knocked over furniture and tossed pillows.
“Hey, hey that’s enough!” Sam shouted as she moved to restrain Weaver. Tenebra went to get Nubia. “All right already! We’ve all knocked each other around a bit but now it’s time to stop! Ishtar will be back soon! Do you want her to come back here and find you two like this? Trashing her house?”
Where nothing else had gotten through, the thought of upsetting Ishtar was enough to get both girls to settle down.
“Finally,” Tenebra said as she looked around. “This place needs to get cleaned up.”
“So do they.” Sam said as she looked at Nubia and Weaver. “Why don’t you two wash up, while we clean here then we switch.”
“Maybe not.” Tenebra noted as Nubia and Weaver stared daggers at each other. “Perhaps Nubia and I should wash up first. You and Weaver stay here.”
“All right.” Sam nodded as Tenebra escorted Nubia to the bathroom. “Shall we get started?” She asked Weaver.
Weaver just grunted and started straightening up. “No one asked you to get involved.”
“No one ever does.” Sam noted philosophically. “Why let that stop me?”
“She’s trying to steal my girlfriend.” Weaver practically snarled. “The one person I—” She broke off. “Damn that blasted umbreon.” She muttered.
“Look,” Sam said, her face softening. “I don’t know how to solve this whole thing with you, Ishtar, and Nubia—well besides a three-way but you don’t seem like the kinda girls into that sort of thing—but from what I’ve gathered, you and Ishtar are a solid item; that leaves Nubia out in the cold. Sooner or later she’s going to figure that out and it’s going to hurt her, a lot. She’s already lost Weaver. There’s no need to make it hurt more for her than it already will. Heck,” Sam chuckled. “You two are actually a lot alike.” She noted.
Weaver snapped her head around at that. “We are nothing alike!” She snapped. “We are completely different!”
“Yes, anyone can see how clearly different you are.” Sam said sarcastically. “You’re both top-notch fighters, both lesbians, have similar tastes in girls, and both come from big families and you both have to deal with the pressures from your overbearing moms and numerous siblings. Her brothers and sisters fight all the time about her attitude, her evolution, her being on a different team…Only difference there is Nubia lashes out at the world. You pretend to be indifferent to it.”
“Nubia has to deal with pressure because of her choice of evolutions. You have to deal with the pressure of not WANTING to evolve to please your family.”
“The bitch of it is if you two weren’t both so determined to win Ishtar, you’d probably be friends…you’re so much alike it’s scary. But hey what do I know? I’m just a bitch that likes to shred things.” Sam shrugged. Weaver stood stone faced throughout Sam’s speech.
“And how do you know so much about her? And me?” She finally asked.
“Well, for starters Romano has got to be the biggest gossip in school.” Sam answered. “I swear she knows things almost before they happen. And secondly…I’ve watched you both fight. It reveals a lot about your character, more than most realize.”
“And come Monday…” Sam grinned. “Well let’s just say a lot of character will be revealed.”
To Be Continued…
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Ishtar and Weaver are © to Kae
Nubia is © to Shawntae
Tenebra is © to Carlito
Sam is © to me
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