Chapter Seventeen

"Alright. Izzy and Evey, if you want to evolve Chespin and Fennakin, you need to level them up. How do you level them up? Battling is the most efficient way." Joce said.

Evey nodded. "But we don't battle."

"And I'd have a type advantage!" I added.

Joce shook her head. "One battle. One little battle. Type advantages don't matter always. The famous Ash Ketchum beat a Onix with a Pikachu." She said.

Evey and I looked at each other. "Battle challenge? Accepted!"

"One round. One pokemon each. First one to faint loses!" Joce shouted from the sideline. "And start!"

Evey looked at me nervously.

"Fennakin, use flamethrower!" I shouted.

Evey shrieked. "Chespin, dodge it!"

Fennakin yipped in shock as Chespin dodged it.

"Pin!" Chespin yelled.

"Chespin, use thorn whip!" Evey commanded.

Fennakin didn't dodge it, and growled.

I frowned. "You okay, Fennakin?" I asked.

"Fen." Fennakin nodded.

"Use flamethrower again!" I shouted.

"Chespin, dodge it!" Evey yelled.

Chespin didn't dodge it in time, and fell over.

Evey stood still. "Chespin?"

"CHESPIN!" Chespin yelled, standing up. He ran at Fennakin preparing a attack,

Fennakin ran towards him preparing a attack, and opened her mouth to use flamethrower until a blue glow enveloped her. Her ears enlarged, her snout grew longer, her tail poofed out, and her legs and arms shrank in, soon reappearing.

The light faded, soon revealing Fennakin- Braixen.

"She evolved!" Joce yelled.

I nodded. "I see that!"

Chespin still charged, until a similar light surrounded him. He seemed to balloon up, and his nose stuck out. His arms lengthened, and the ends separated into three fingers.

It faded, revealing Quilladin.

"He evolved!" Evey cheered.

"Quilladin!" Quilladin shouted.

I smirked. "Let's finish this, Braixen-"

Evey shook her head. "NOPE, PLEASE. THEY EVOLVED."

I nodded. "And go train for showcase?"

Evey nodded.

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"Sylvie, use fairy blast!" I said, pointing at Sylvie.

Sylvie smiled. "Sylveon!" A pink poof of a shimmery substance filled the air.

I picked up Sylvie and placed her on my shoulder, then ran through it, emerging covered in the pink stuff.

"Now use fairy wind!" I exclaimed, holding a arm out in front of me.

"Veon!" Sylvie climbed to my wrist and balanced herself, then jumped off, using fairy wind mid-air.

I stepped backwards into the cloud of pink, reached for Braixen's hand. "Braixen, use flamethrower!"

"Braixen!" Braixen grabbed a stick out of her tail and twirled it a bit in the mist, then launched the flame out in a round funnel.

The room cleared, and we collapsed, exhausted. "Good job, girls." I panted, landing on a mat.

Braixen stick her stick back into her tail. "Brai."

Sylvie yawned.

"Izzy! A package!" Evey ran in holding a box.

I sat up. "Huh?"