First Faith

Chapter 13: Feeling

Chapter 13: Feeling

            Before I knew it, Demi had drawn up a diagram of a race course. And not just any race course, but one that encompassed what seemed like the whole town in many different ways of travel.      

            "Ok, so you know the pond? It's going to start there with a water event. Whoever swims to the other side fastest tags the next Pokemon, who need to get through the forest the fastest, but they have to use the trees and can't touch the ground. Then, they come to the hill, where they tag two Flying types to fly to town and back, once they get back, they tag the next group, who is in charge of making an ice slope to get down the hill. The other team is working on the sleds that hold the whole team. We can help with building sleds. Then after all that is done, whoever makes it down the hill first wins!"

            I studied her map, calculating who would be best for each course, "Each Pokemon competes once, correct?"

            "Except in the bob sled part."

            I glanced at her Pokemon, who were all very small. It would be easiest for them to make a sled considering it didn't have to be large, "Do I really have to have all of my Pokemon go into the sled?"

            Demi considered it, "Well, not Torterra. But everyone else, yes."

            "And are they allowed to attack each other?"

            "They're not allowed to use any speed boosting attacks or attacks on the other team, but they can use moves to clear the path for themselves or moves to make the sleds and stuff like that."

            I nodded, a bit eager, "This seems like a very competitive race."

            She groaned, "It's not about winning, it's about fun. Fun! F-U-N."

            I held up my hand to stop her, "Let's pick our teams."

            We went back and forth, coming up with a list:

            Water Race:  Ariel Gastrodon

            Tree Race:    Peachy Electivire

            Sky Race:     Blessing Honchkrow

Ice Hill Makers: Riley Weavile

            Sled Building: Grace Torterra

            "This will be so wonderful!" Demi squealed as she studied the list, "Won't it, Peachy?"

            Her Dedenne nuzzled Demi's cheek from her shoulder, letting out an excited cheer.

            I had already been murmuring strategy to Electivire and hadn't noticed her until she slapped my hand.

            "What?" I asked, irritated.

            "Have fun." She ordered.

            We each had a separate meeting. I couldn't hear what Demi was saying, but I could tell my Pokemon were eager to redeem themselves.

            A few minutes later we came together again, Demi smiling before pausing, "Hey, I need to ask your Pokemon permission for something.

            "Alright." I said uncertainly.

            "Would you guys be ok if I could read your thoughts during the race so we could know what's going on? I want to show Paul what you're thinking while you're doing your best and to see what's going on too. It's for him, not me."