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So I'm giving this writing thing another shot. Mostly because @Lyrebird convinced me to. Also shoutouts to @Crobatman for reviewing it before hand and @GastlyGibus for the name Starboks. As you can guess, this is a fic about Rangers. Pokemon Rangers. I know, shocking.
Only giving this an M rating to allow myself room to work, really I'm shooting for closer to teen but I dont want to slip into the M rating by accident and not have it properly warned. Anyways, lets get to it:
Table of Contents:
Chapter One: One Last Cup of Coffee in Lilycove (this post)
Chapter Two: Blue Skies, White Waves and Pink Hair (MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Three: It Even Comes in Gold (MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Four: She Really is Spoiled Rotten(MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Five: Paradise by the Harbor Lights(Ranger School)
Chapter Six: Whiteout (Ranger School)
Chapter Seven: 01001001 01101110 01100110 01100101 01110010 01101110 01101111 (Ranger School)
Chapter One: One Last Cup of Coffee in Lilycove
It was just after nine in the morning and the sunny cobblestone streets that dotted East Lilycove were mostly empty. In fact there wasn't a soul to be seen except for a single young man wearing a slate grey sport coat and dark slacks. His light brown hair was short and carefully combed and his eyes were protected from the bright sun by a pair of small square-framed glasses.
The chocolate brown orbs darted from side to side, making sure that no cars were sneaking up on him as he jogged across the street towards an ocean-side villa. The house, while small, was carefully maintained and a fine place to grow up. And grow up there he had, as this was his best friend's house and he had in fact spent almost as many nights there as at his own. After all these years, no one would have been offended if he didn't knock and just walked right in, but he knocked anyways. As he always did.
"Michael, is that you?" The feminine voice from inside was familiar and comforting. "Come on in, I thought I told you that you didn't need to knock." It seemed this point was made every time he arrived at the Walker home, but he would still knock every time as a matter of politeness.
Resisting the temptation to smile or retort, Michael stepped in and standing in the spacious kitchen he saw the source of the voice, the woman he thought of as his second mother. "Hi Mrs. Walker... I mean Renee." He quickly corrected himself because Renee preferred that her son's friends call her by her first name rather than by the more formal Mrs. Walker. He would never bring it up but Michael thought that it made her feel young. However, this was not a game she needed to play, as even though she was in her forties, she was still a beautiful woman, one blessed with grace, charm and long, flowing blonde locks.
"You look so handsome." Renee complimented Michael with a smile, reaching over to adjust his jacket slightly as his jog had made the shoulders sit a bit awkwardly. "And so put together... unlike my son... still sleeping..." She explained with an amused smile creasing her lips, motioning towards the stairs. With the familiarity that came with growing up at the Walker home, Michael nodded at the unspoken suggestion and headed upstairs. The ornate marble staircase led to a second foyer area and he knew where he was headed; for the bedroom furthest down the hall. Resisting the temptation to make a scene knowing his friend's likely state, he instead opened the door without a sound, a clearly practiced technique, and stepped inside.
If Jonny Walker hadn't been Michael's best friend, he probably would have been surprised to see that he wasn't sleeping alone. Even so, he had a hard time picking out which body was his friend's from the doorway because both people in the bed had blonde hair and their limbs were intertwined. Against his better judgment and silently thanking the fact that they were both asleep and that the covers were concealing the important parts of Jonny's sleeping companion, he crept up to the bed and looked down at his friend. Michael had always been a bit jealous of Jonny's ease in which he was able to get women to come home with him, knowing that much of this success was due to his friend's athletic build, the six-pack abs, the hardened pecs and the chiseled biceps. But it was also the bright blue eyes he had gotten from his mother and the wavy blond surfer locks and the easygoing persona. Lost in his musings, Mikey forgot that he was in there to wake the boy up, as they had places to be and a fairly strict timeline.
"You know, if I didn't know better, you like watching me sleep." Jonny quipped, opening his eyes. He was speaking in a soft whisper, clearly making sure not to wake up his latest female companion.
"Just figuring out how I wanted to wake you up. Was considering a cold blast of water. Or maybe a nice Ice Beam." Michael shot right back, a clever smirk on his face as he looked over at the girl. From what he could see of her outline and from her hair... his friend had a type. "Let me guess, green eyes again?" He asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer.
"You know me too well Mikey." Jonny said, his eyes glimmering with mirth as he slowly sat up. When the girl started to stir, Jonny looked panicked.
"Let me guess... you don't even remember her name?" Mikey rolled his eyes as he headed for the door.
"Something with an M... or maybe it was an A?" Jonny scratched his head with his left hand, looking positively befuddled.
"See you downstairs in ten, we have a boat to catch. I'll have your mother put on the coffee." Mikey promised as he walked out of the room, a smile on his face. This was a selfish desire as he knew that his friend wouldn't be able to stomach a cup of coffee at this time in the morning, not after the events of the previous night. He also didn’t want to be in the room when the girl came to for obvious reasons.
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Twelve minutes later, Jonny slid down the stairs wearing nothing but a pair of faded blue jeans. "Let's roll Mikey, no time for coffee." He was clearly in a hurry as he headed for the fridge only to be stopped by his mother. Mikey on the other hand was laughing quietly to himself in the corner of the kitchen, sipping idly on his mug of coffee that Renee had made for him when he had first arrived. He knew exactly why Jonny was in a hurry, not that his friend would admit it.
"And just why are you in such a hurry Jonathan James?" Hearing the full version of his first name along with his middle name effectively froze Jonny in his tracks. He looked to Mikey for help and seeing that none was coming began to think quickly, looking for an out. You could see the wheels turning in the surfer’s brain, but as he wasn’t fully awake yet, nothing too creative was coming to him.
"Michael and I have to catch that boat, you know the ferry out to ranger academy... can't be missing that and end up late on the first day. Never want to be late on the first day you know." This was a lie that fooled no one in the room. Jonny had never cared about being late, and this was something that his mother and best friend both knew all too well.
"So it has nothing to do with that girl you brought home last night at... oh it must have been three thirty?" Renee looked rather amused. "Just like I tell you every time and just like I told Jack every time... neither of you are as smart as you both seem to think. I mean you were practically shouting when you came in last night."
"I erm... umm… Mikey let's go, I'll buy you another cup of coffee on the way to the ferry." Jonny offered desperately, clearly willing to do anything to get out of the current conversation. Jonny was shoving Mikey out of the kitchen with a firm right hand and the other boy barely had enough time to put his empty coffee mug in the black marble sink under the windowsill overlooking the harbor.
"I'll see you both soon." Renee said with a soft smile before leaning over and kissing first Mikey and then Jonathan on both cheeks as they walked out the door. "Oh and by the way, it was Madison." Renee took no small amount of amusement from the annoyed groan escaping her son's lips as she closed the door behind the boys.
"Not a word." Jonny said harshly after they got outside both the house and his mother's earshot. He paused for just a moment to slip a white sleeveless t-shirt on, as he had been in such a hurry to get outside he had neglected to do that before leaving.
"Hey I was just going to point out that you were right about it being something with an M and something with an A... I would have you given you credit but I don't think Madison would have seen it that way..." Mikey was barely restraining himself from laughing hysterically at his friend's expense. "So coffee. Starboks, you know my order." Even though he had already drank a cup of coffee, the bespectacled teen was already looking forward to his second of the day.
"Yeah yeah your iced green eye. That stuff is gonna kill you man." Jonny said rather snarkily, causing Mike to crack a grin.
"And your Crimson Tauros habit isn't going to kill you? That stuff is battery acid in a can." Mikey retorted, raising an eyebrow.
"Tasty battery acid in a can." Jonny corrected him with a gleeful smile. "You know I can't stomach coffee when I'm this hung over.”
"And you guzzle tequila like its water." Mikey muttered as they arrived at the coffee shop. "You know it's funny..." He stopped as the two of them got to the counter. "Iced green eye, no sugar, light on the milk please." He gave his order to the barista cheerfully. Unlike Jonny who reveled in vice like he needed it to live, Mikey’s one real bit of sin was his addiction to a good cup of coffee.
"Just a croissant for me." Jonny piped in as he pulled out his wallet. Frowning, he looked over at Mike. "Dude..." He muttered under his breath as he silently counted the bills in his left hand. "Barely enough for a cup of coffee and a croissant... you're a real expensive date you know that?"
"Emphasis on the enough though." Mikey said as their order arrived and Jonny casually handed the entire stack of bills in his hand to the girl. “And I think it was Madison that was the expensive date, not me.” He murmured just loud enough for Jonny to hear, stressing the girl’s name because he knew that it would drive his friend nuts.
"Keep the change." Jonny said as he handed Mikey his coffee and sent a smile over his left shoulder to the barista who nodded and grinned. As they walked away, Mike looked at Jonny and shook his head, partially annoyed but also a bit amused. "What?" Jonny asked him between bites of his breakfast.
"I never did understand how you could do that." Mikey sighed before taking a long sip of his coffee. The triple espresso shot combined with the smooth coffee was a jolt to his system, a jolt he desperately needed.
"Do what?" Jonny asked after finishing up his croissant.
As much as Mikey wanted to come out and point out the fact that his friend had turned into a serial womanizer to cope, he knew that would be a bad idea. So he shook his head. "That thing with the girl... how you always get them to smile at you like that…" Mikey sighed, regretting bringing it up. He quickly chose to abandon the subject. “Never mind… let’s talk about where we’re headed, a much better topic I think.”
"Ranger school." Jonny smiled now, forgetting his friend's evasiveness because his enthusiasm had taken over. It also helped that he was so hung over that he didn’t quite pick up on what Mikey had wanted to say but had stopped himself from bringing up. "Beaches, girls, parties, international travel... the life of a ranger is a good one you know. Nothing but the open road, freedom... and we get to be heroes."
"Just like your brother." Mikey was grinning from ear to ear now as Jonny slung an arm across his shoulders.
"Just like my brother, Jackie Walker, the world famous ranger. And we're both going to be better than he ever was." Jonny vowed as they reached the dock where their ferry was berthed. "The best there ever was." He said quietly to himself, looking out towards the open ocean in front of them. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and destiny was calling.
Going to be shooting for at least two chapters a week. Reads, reviews, recs and all that are always appreciated. Hope you enjoy!
Only giving this an M rating to allow myself room to work, really I'm shooting for closer to teen but I dont want to slip into the M rating by accident and not have it properly warned. Anyways, lets get to it:
Table of Contents:
Chapter One: One Last Cup of Coffee in Lilycove (this post)
Chapter Two: Blue Skies, White Waves and Pink Hair (MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Three: It Even Comes in Gold (MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Four: She Really is Spoiled Rotten(MATURE: - Ranger School)
Chapter Five: Paradise by the Harbor Lights(Ranger School)
Chapter Six: Whiteout (Ranger School)
Chapter Seven: 01001001 01101110 01100110 01100101 01110010 01101110 01101111 (Ranger School)
Chapter One: One Last Cup of Coffee in Lilycove
It was just after nine in the morning and the sunny cobblestone streets that dotted East Lilycove were mostly empty. In fact there wasn't a soul to be seen except for a single young man wearing a slate grey sport coat and dark slacks. His light brown hair was short and carefully combed and his eyes were protected from the bright sun by a pair of small square-framed glasses.
The chocolate brown orbs darted from side to side, making sure that no cars were sneaking up on him as he jogged across the street towards an ocean-side villa. The house, while small, was carefully maintained and a fine place to grow up. And grow up there he had, as this was his best friend's house and he had in fact spent almost as many nights there as at his own. After all these years, no one would have been offended if he didn't knock and just walked right in, but he knocked anyways. As he always did.
"Michael, is that you?" The feminine voice from inside was familiar and comforting. "Come on in, I thought I told you that you didn't need to knock." It seemed this point was made every time he arrived at the Walker home, but he would still knock every time as a matter of politeness.
Resisting the temptation to smile or retort, Michael stepped in and standing in the spacious kitchen he saw the source of the voice, the woman he thought of as his second mother. "Hi Mrs. Walker... I mean Renee." He quickly corrected himself because Renee preferred that her son's friends call her by her first name rather than by the more formal Mrs. Walker. He would never bring it up but Michael thought that it made her feel young. However, this was not a game she needed to play, as even though she was in her forties, she was still a beautiful woman, one blessed with grace, charm and long, flowing blonde locks.
"You look so handsome." Renee complimented Michael with a smile, reaching over to adjust his jacket slightly as his jog had made the shoulders sit a bit awkwardly. "And so put together... unlike my son... still sleeping..." She explained with an amused smile creasing her lips, motioning towards the stairs. With the familiarity that came with growing up at the Walker home, Michael nodded at the unspoken suggestion and headed upstairs. The ornate marble staircase led to a second foyer area and he knew where he was headed; for the bedroom furthest down the hall. Resisting the temptation to make a scene knowing his friend's likely state, he instead opened the door without a sound, a clearly practiced technique, and stepped inside.
If Jonny Walker hadn't been Michael's best friend, he probably would have been surprised to see that he wasn't sleeping alone. Even so, he had a hard time picking out which body was his friend's from the doorway because both people in the bed had blonde hair and their limbs were intertwined. Against his better judgment and silently thanking the fact that they were both asleep and that the covers were concealing the important parts of Jonny's sleeping companion, he crept up to the bed and looked down at his friend. Michael had always been a bit jealous of Jonny's ease in which he was able to get women to come home with him, knowing that much of this success was due to his friend's athletic build, the six-pack abs, the hardened pecs and the chiseled biceps. But it was also the bright blue eyes he had gotten from his mother and the wavy blond surfer locks and the easygoing persona. Lost in his musings, Mikey forgot that he was in there to wake the boy up, as they had places to be and a fairly strict timeline.
"You know, if I didn't know better, you like watching me sleep." Jonny quipped, opening his eyes. He was speaking in a soft whisper, clearly making sure not to wake up his latest female companion.
"Just figuring out how I wanted to wake you up. Was considering a cold blast of water. Or maybe a nice Ice Beam." Michael shot right back, a clever smirk on his face as he looked over at the girl. From what he could see of her outline and from her hair... his friend had a type. "Let me guess, green eyes again?" He asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer.
"You know me too well Mikey." Jonny said, his eyes glimmering with mirth as he slowly sat up. When the girl started to stir, Jonny looked panicked.
"Let me guess... you don't even remember her name?" Mikey rolled his eyes as he headed for the door.
"Something with an M... or maybe it was an A?" Jonny scratched his head with his left hand, looking positively befuddled.
"See you downstairs in ten, we have a boat to catch. I'll have your mother put on the coffee." Mikey promised as he walked out of the room, a smile on his face. This was a selfish desire as he knew that his friend wouldn't be able to stomach a cup of coffee at this time in the morning, not after the events of the previous night. He also didn’t want to be in the room when the girl came to for obvious reasons.
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Twelve minutes later, Jonny slid down the stairs wearing nothing but a pair of faded blue jeans. "Let's roll Mikey, no time for coffee." He was clearly in a hurry as he headed for the fridge only to be stopped by his mother. Mikey on the other hand was laughing quietly to himself in the corner of the kitchen, sipping idly on his mug of coffee that Renee had made for him when he had first arrived. He knew exactly why Jonny was in a hurry, not that his friend would admit it.
"And just why are you in such a hurry Jonathan James?" Hearing the full version of his first name along with his middle name effectively froze Jonny in his tracks. He looked to Mikey for help and seeing that none was coming began to think quickly, looking for an out. You could see the wheels turning in the surfer’s brain, but as he wasn’t fully awake yet, nothing too creative was coming to him.
"Michael and I have to catch that boat, you know the ferry out to ranger academy... can't be missing that and end up late on the first day. Never want to be late on the first day you know." This was a lie that fooled no one in the room. Jonny had never cared about being late, and this was something that his mother and best friend both knew all too well.
"So it has nothing to do with that girl you brought home last night at... oh it must have been three thirty?" Renee looked rather amused. "Just like I tell you every time and just like I told Jack every time... neither of you are as smart as you both seem to think. I mean you were practically shouting when you came in last night."
"I erm... umm… Mikey let's go, I'll buy you another cup of coffee on the way to the ferry." Jonny offered desperately, clearly willing to do anything to get out of the current conversation. Jonny was shoving Mikey out of the kitchen with a firm right hand and the other boy barely had enough time to put his empty coffee mug in the black marble sink under the windowsill overlooking the harbor.
"I'll see you both soon." Renee said with a soft smile before leaning over and kissing first Mikey and then Jonathan on both cheeks as they walked out the door. "Oh and by the way, it was Madison." Renee took no small amount of amusement from the annoyed groan escaping her son's lips as she closed the door behind the boys.
"Not a word." Jonny said harshly after they got outside both the house and his mother's earshot. He paused for just a moment to slip a white sleeveless t-shirt on, as he had been in such a hurry to get outside he had neglected to do that before leaving.
"Hey I was just going to point out that you were right about it being something with an M and something with an A... I would have you given you credit but I don't think Madison would have seen it that way..." Mikey was barely restraining himself from laughing hysterically at his friend's expense. "So coffee. Starboks, you know my order." Even though he had already drank a cup of coffee, the bespectacled teen was already looking forward to his second of the day.
"Yeah yeah your iced green eye. That stuff is gonna kill you man." Jonny said rather snarkily, causing Mike to crack a grin.
"And your Crimson Tauros habit isn't going to kill you? That stuff is battery acid in a can." Mikey retorted, raising an eyebrow.
"Tasty battery acid in a can." Jonny corrected him with a gleeful smile. "You know I can't stomach coffee when I'm this hung over.”
"And you guzzle tequila like its water." Mikey muttered as they arrived at the coffee shop. "You know it's funny..." He stopped as the two of them got to the counter. "Iced green eye, no sugar, light on the milk please." He gave his order to the barista cheerfully. Unlike Jonny who reveled in vice like he needed it to live, Mikey’s one real bit of sin was his addiction to a good cup of coffee.
"Just a croissant for me." Jonny piped in as he pulled out his wallet. Frowning, he looked over at Mike. "Dude..." He muttered under his breath as he silently counted the bills in his left hand. "Barely enough for a cup of coffee and a croissant... you're a real expensive date you know that?"
"Emphasis on the enough though." Mikey said as their order arrived and Jonny casually handed the entire stack of bills in his hand to the girl. “And I think it was Madison that was the expensive date, not me.” He murmured just loud enough for Jonny to hear, stressing the girl’s name because he knew that it would drive his friend nuts.
"Keep the change." Jonny said as he handed Mikey his coffee and sent a smile over his left shoulder to the barista who nodded and grinned. As they walked away, Mike looked at Jonny and shook his head, partially annoyed but also a bit amused. "What?" Jonny asked him between bites of his breakfast.
"I never did understand how you could do that." Mikey sighed before taking a long sip of his coffee. The triple espresso shot combined with the smooth coffee was a jolt to his system, a jolt he desperately needed.
"Do what?" Jonny asked after finishing up his croissant.
As much as Mikey wanted to come out and point out the fact that his friend had turned into a serial womanizer to cope, he knew that would be a bad idea. So he shook his head. "That thing with the girl... how you always get them to smile at you like that…" Mikey sighed, regretting bringing it up. He quickly chose to abandon the subject. “Never mind… let’s talk about where we’re headed, a much better topic I think.”
"Ranger school." Jonny smiled now, forgetting his friend's evasiveness because his enthusiasm had taken over. It also helped that he was so hung over that he didn’t quite pick up on what Mikey had wanted to say but had stopped himself from bringing up. "Beaches, girls, parties, international travel... the life of a ranger is a good one you know. Nothing but the open road, freedom... and we get to be heroes."
"Just like your brother." Mikey was grinning from ear to ear now as Jonny slung an arm across his shoulders.
"Just like my brother, Jackie Walker, the world famous ranger. And we're both going to be better than he ever was." Jonny vowed as they reached the dock where their ferry was berthed. "The best there ever was." He said quietly to himself, looking out towards the open ocean in front of them. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and destiny was calling.
Going to be shooting for at least two chapters a week. Reads, reviews, recs and all that are always appreciated. Hope you enjoy!
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