Fedora Fledgling [Finished]

[Jane Crocker]

"That was fun, wasn't it Seb?" Jane stretched. She had planned on staying to watch the contest, but something inside her kicked her to get going. So she did. She was eager to get a new friend, and someone who would have a spar from time to time with Seb.

She headed down the path, keeping an eye out for any 'mon in that area. Hopefully she'd get a ghost or two in Lavender Town, but there was no guarantee for that. Well, that and Seb wouldn't be able to land a lot of hits on them because of its Normal-type moves.

Sighing, she hitched her bag a little higher on her shoulder and kept a steady pace with Seb's bouncing. The sun was starting to rise higher, so she dug in her bag for her fedora.

It probably wasn't the best choice of headwear, but it was her choice and she looked darn good in it. She decided to complete the ensemble and placed a mustache on her upper lip, getting a laugh out of herself.

Yes, she was ready.

[Wild Pokemon]

A small giggle sounds from a nearby tree. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, except a bundle of white fluffy stuff which seems to have gotten snagged on one of the branches. Even so, the giggle is probably too quiet to notice.
Until...

- A wild Pokémon appears! -
♫ Mischief music

The cottonball lets go of the tree branch, and the wind catches its light fluffy body. Instead of falling to the ground, the Whimsicott swoops on a breeze toward Jane, from behind. First downward, slipping right between Jane's legs, then pulling up from the swoop once it's in front of Jane.

The gust of wind (no doubt generated by the Whimscott himself) has a couple effects on Jane, as well... Namely, her skirt is blown RIGHT up after Whimsicott zips between her legs. Both the wild 'mon and Li'l Seb get a quick flash, which Whimsicott enjoys with quite a few giggles.

Secondly, the moustache is whisked clean off Jane's lip! And her charming fedora is also knocked off. Whimsicott manages to catch only one of them, and pins the lip-fuzz to his own face. For just a moment, he shows it off proudly and enjoys the PRANKSTER'S GAMBIT on this delightful exchange. But then he dashes off into the tall grass to make a hasty getaway, making off with the moustache still pinned to his face.

[Jane Crocker]

She felt a breeze pick up and gripped her hat for the moment she could. However, at the feel of something between her legs, she jumped, letting out a shriek as her skirt flew up. She quickly pushed it back down, blushing profusely and hoping there wasn't anyone around to see when she felt her mustache and her fedora being kidnapped.

"H-Hey!!!" She made sure her skirt was all the way down as Seb bounced after the Whimsicott.

"SEBASTIAN USE BUBBLE!!" She called out as her friend disappeared after the grass type. It wouldn't do much, if any, damage to the pokemon, but maybe it'd be enough to slow it down so she could get her 'stashe back, and fast.

Her GAMBIT was reaching the all time low.

[Wild Pokemon]

The little moustachioed miscreant dashes off into the grass, extremely pleased with making a fool out of that silly-dressed trainer. He hears her shout out an attack command, and hops almost a foot in the air as the bubbles shoot toward his back. This jumps him right over the bubbles, and lets him land right on top of one of the biggest ones.

It pops! And Whimsicott bounces off it, catching a little air with aid of a small breeze, and latching onto the nearest tree branch that can be reached.

With this perch, he's slightly out of reach of the height-challenged trainer, and it looks like he's latching onto the bark pretty tight, too.

What do?

[Jane Crocker]

Jane rushed towards the tree the Whimsicott was in, clutching her fedora.

"GIVE THAT BACK." She called as Seb jumped onto her shoulders.

"Seb, Fake Tears!!" The mouse glared at the cotton ball and began to cry, pools of water sliding down his cheeks as he bounced on his tail. She reached into her bag, pulling out a Great Ball. Whimsicott would be a challenge to catch, a regular Poke Ball wouldn't do the trick.

[Wild Pokemon]

Obviously the command to return the item is ignored. But...



Whimsicott loosens his grip from the bark enough that he can crane his neck over his shoulder (and expansive fluff) and look at the sobbing Azurill. Wait, why is he crying?? Whimsicott looks over at the trainer. That's who he pranked, not the water-mousie...

He looks back to Li'l Seb again, puzzled as to the reason for his tears, and on the edge of feeling remorseful for his actions, even if he can't quite figure out how his actions are connected to the Azurill directly.

[Jane Crocker]

She bit her lip. She wished he knew something else, rather than just that blasted Bubble attack. Curse egg moves!

'Aha...' She saw that the Whimsicott had loosened its grip on the tree. There was still some hope for them.

"Lil' Seb, use Bubble on its hands." Without missing a beat, the mouse jumped and aimed a flurry of bubbles at the tree where the wild 'mon was holding on to. 'Pleasehitpleasehitpleasehit' she repeated in her head, hoping it would be enough to send the fluffball to the ground and land some damage. Her grip on the ball tightened as she waited during those precious moments.

[Wild Pokemon]

Bubbles!! Bubbles popping all over his little paws!! Whimsicott scrambles to keep his grip on the tree bark, but the wet bubbles popping on his paws and the bark make it far too wet and slippery to grasp.

The Whimsicott plummets! And with no gust of wind to catch his cotton this time, he's going to hit the ground with a--!!

Puff.



Whimsicott lands on his back, and the cotton easily breaks his fall, like landing on a big pillow. Phew, he's unharmed! But it looks like now he's got an upset trainer looming over him...

Smiling bashfully, he peels the moustache off his face and holds it out to Jane.

[Jane Crocker]

Jane watched as the cotton ball fell to the ground and patted Seb's head.

"Good job Lil' Seb'." She loomed over the fluffy thing and took her mustashe back. After giving it a once-over, she held up her Great Ball.

"Now then, wanna come with me? You seem like you enjoy playing pranks, and at least you can at least borrow my moustashe when I bring you out." She tossed the ball into the air, catching it before it got too far out of her reach.

"That GAMBIT of yours is pretty high too." She gave a glance at the ball in her hand, admiring the coloring. "So what do you say?"

[Wild Pokemon]

The trainer wants him to join her? The cotton 'mon considers this offer.

Well, she is a pretty good target for pranking... He would wager he could easily pull the wool cotton over her eyes whenever she lets him out! Or maybe he could let himself out of his ball and cause trouble. Hehe.

That sounds like a hoot. Whimsicott gets to his feet and starts doing a little dance for attention, showing his support for the idea.

His gambit would never go empty again, with Jane around.

[Jane Crocker]

Jane grinned and knelt down to its level and tapped its head with the pokeball. The capsule burst open and a red light surrounded the Whimsicott. When it disappeared, Jane held the ball up, watching the little button flash red a few times before it stopped. Smiling, she let it out again and when it appeared she placed her hat on it.

"Welcome to the Crocker Team, Scamp." She grinned, picking up their new friend. Seb tittered away with it as they headed down to Lavender Town again.

[Wild Pokemon]

♪ Victory Fanfare



First Pokémon caught!

Male Whimsicott, Level 10
Impish nature

This mischievousness 'mon is a prankster. Watch your back, Jane! He might even slip out of his ball without command, from time to time.