Thread: The Quest (Story)

He followed the girl into the city, they went past many twists and turns. Finally after a long time, they went into a building that was floating in the air. "Where are we?" I asked the girl.

She led the boy into her home. She replied to him saying, "This is my house. My father rules this city. Are you from around here? Most people know who I am but, you don't. Well, I will tell you. My name is Amy Vủ, nice to meet cha. I know of everyone here in this town of Slorth, but I have no true friends. So, I hope you will just be my friend for me and not my money,"

"Oh sure, I would never do that. I hate people who do that,m they make me sick. Oh, by the way my name is Kotori. I have no last name so do not ask. I have a question for you though, do you have any idea where the Jasper heart of slorth is? I need to find it in order to fulfill my destiny," he said. As he thought on what he just said, it sounded better in his head than when it came out.

"Oh you mean that jewel that has been passed down from generation to generation in this town? Well, I used to have it as a accessory in my wardrobe but, then I lost interest in it and my dad gave it to some company and I haven't seen it since," she said.

"Well damn, I needed it. Oh well, I have abandoned that destiny actually just wanted to know. Now my destiny is to be your partner in Pokedem so we may become the grand champions of the world at pokedem," he said, "But, first we need to get to bed. Where should I sleep?"

"You can sleep with me. I won't mind. My father won't care,he knows I sleep with men all the time without doing anything. So, come on my room is this way," she said. She took his hand and took him into her room.

Suddenly her hand grabbed him and took him into her room which didn't look as girly as he thought it would be. It was actually filled with pokedem posters and items. She had some posters she had made that were the best tactics in the game. Her bed was actually kinda plain, it was a double king sized bed. It was the biggest one he had seen before. But, other than the size, it wasn't all that amazing.

"Well, quit gawking at the bed. Take off your shoes and sleep. Don't worry if you get it messy, the maid will change the sheets when we wake. So, relax," she took off her shoes and jumped into the bed and got covered up and went to sleep.

He took off his shoes and got into the bed. It was super comfy, like sleeping on a cloud. It made it super easy to go to sleep. Before he went to bed, he wrote in his journal.

As the sun came up in the morning, Amy woke up. She yawned a little and tried to wake Kotori up. She tried to nudge him, saying,"Hey Kotori wake up. We got to get up," this didn't work. She sighed and got out of the bed, went over to a knob on the wall and turned it clockwise. This knob heated up the bed so if you didn't wake up, it made you so hot you had to get up. So after about a minute, Kotori got up. As soon as he did she turned it off.

He woke up with a start and asked Amy, "What time is it?"

"6:30 in the morning. I know it seems early, but a sign up sheet will be posted for a Pokedem tournament soon and we need to be first on the list. It is guaranteed to make us be in the competition if we sign up first. So come on! Get up! We cannot be late. It doesn't matter if you put new clothes on, look at yourself," she said to him.

He looked at himself and saw that he was clean, "How did you do that?" he asked and he heard her talk about how the bed does it. Something in the design of the bed cleans anything in it without waking the user. "That is cool," he said to her answer, "So lets go then," he said as he grabbed his shoes and put slipped them on. They were slip-on as he usually wore so it is easy to get out of the house. "Where are we heading?" he asked as they reached ground level.

"The other side of town. We are going to take my car," she said as he led him to her underground garage.

"You are allowed to drive? You seem too young. I can't even drive yet," he said to her.

He looked at him with a happy grin and laughed. "When you dad rules a city, the law can't touch you. So I think I am going to take the Speedy Gonzales 300. What do you think?" she asked.

"The... the.... the Speedy Gonzalez 300?!?!!? That is like the most expensive car in the world! How rich is your dad?" he asked. The Speedy Gonzales 300 was an expensive car, like any of the Speedy Gonzalez companies' cars. But, the 300 was the best. It: could go from 0 to 120 in 1.2 seconds; had invisibility feature; could drive itself if asked; had a mini-fridge in the trunk for tailgaters; premium SHD (Supa High Definition, even better than blue-ray) quality speakers; seats made from the finest of leather; an auto-park feature; voice activated ignition; auto-shift; and the newest in power technology, self power (meaning, when the wheels turn it powers itself by a system that turns a generator when the axles on the wheels spin.)

"Lets just say that I was able to buy Microsoft. We renamed it 'Grape.' We then bought Apple and renamed it 'Orange.' Now they are both named, 'the fruit tree. And we still had enough money to buy them both again!" (I couldn't think of a better example that didn't require me making a long ass explanation. You can think up your own companies to replace them.)

"Damn! You are just like olympic swimming in money. But, I digress. We need to go sign that form,"

They walked in and, the car was gone. "Um, we can walk. But, we are going to have to find the thing, because the car knows where it is. I forgot after I programmed it into the car. So, I guess we are going to have to go searching for it," she said.

Kotori and Amy had been walking around the town for awhile. They were almost at the sign in thing, but suddenly, A thief ran past them and stole Kotori's hat. "MY HAT! Stay here Amy I will be right back," he said as he ran after the thief. He followed him through an alleyway, went over a box, jumped up and started running on some support beams of a new house being built, jumped into a lake and got out at a pier, went down a narrow alleyway and went left then right then left then left and then couldn't find him, but he saw a ladder. He climbed the ladder and started running on the roofs to find him. He finally saw the person, and he started running towards him and when he had caught up to him he jumped off the roof and landed on the thief.

"Oww.." the girl said, "Why did you do that asshole?"

"You took my fucking hat ass," he said as he took the hat from the man, "What is a man doing out here taking peoples hats? Lets see who is behind the mask," he pulled off the mask and a girl with beautiful blond hair almost golden appeared.

"Well, am I the MAN you expected? And if you must know, I am on a mission. I am the world's greatest thief. I steal anything from anyone, except the powerful ones. My name is Bonnie Parker if you must know. My husband Bonnie should be around here somewhere. Now run along before he sees me, it would ruin my reputation if someone was able to get something I stole back,"

So the boy ran back the way he came from and went back to the sign up post, seeing an impatient Amy waiting for him to get back and sign.

"Sign the damn thing so we can go inside the arena," she said to him angrily.
He signed his name next to hers he loved her signature, it had alot of curls and hearts. It was cute. Suddenly, the board glew green and then the two were transported to a room that looked kinda like a locker room. As he was transported he tripped and fell and landed on the floor of the locker room. Still on the floor he asked her, "Where are we?"

"The battle arena, this is the warm-up rooms where you are allowed to practice your skills and tactics. Now, If you need to get more sleep then here," she said as she threw a pillow at him, "there is a door over there that is a bed, it has no pillows so you see why I gave you it. It was put there knowing that I would come early. So go sleep if you need to, because at 8:30 the competition starts,"

He grabbed the pillow and replied to her saying, "Nah, I am awake after that running. I think I am going to go walk around if it is allowed,"

"Yeah it is allowed, just do not go in any doors that aren't this one, other wise knock yourself out,"

"Okay then," he left her and went to go walk around, because something didn't seem right to him about this place. He had to go walking about.

"What are we waiting for Bonnie? Lets just go in that house and grab what we can find," the boy said.
"Patience Clyde, when performing a household robbery you wait till the people leave the house," she said to the boy while looking through a pair of binoculars,"I am waiting for the nice dressed fellow with all the gadgets on him to leave otherwise we may just have a few more assholes in places we shouldn't. So be patient unless you want to get killed,"
"Okay honey," he replied,"But I hope they leave soon, I am getting hungry,"
"DO YOU EVER STOP EATING!" she said to him.

Tink looked up and down the main street of the city upon arriving. By the flow of the foot traffic (and other traffic), it was easy enough to tell what direction the market was in. Standing on the outside of the sidewalk so as to protect Kiylo from any of the car smoke or muck flung up by the tires, Tink led her down the street.

He stopped after a while and looked at one of the posters on the side of a pub. "It seems there is a big Poke-Dem Tournament today. Maybe after a trip to the market we can go and mock the poor luck and bad draws of the competitors?"

Kiylo's steps were unsteady at first as she tried to get used to walking on uneven ground. She leaned against Tink gently, just enough to balance herself right for each step, until they were stopped by a deep voice that called something like... Tinklington? She smiled, her lips curling up into a small grin.

He started to lead her away from the house, telling her about their surroundings. She took in a deep breath of the good smelling air, a wave of calmness going over her. Her grin faded into a little smile, just barely there as she did as told walking through the forest.

Soon they made into town, and she didn't need him to tell her so. It was loud and smelly, voices of screaming people, machines and other things the girl couldn't recognize. She held onto Tink a bit tighter then she was before, a bit nervous about the crowd.

The young man that served as her guide stopped, and seemed to become interested in something called a Poke-Dem Tournament. She tilted her head lightly and shrugged.

"I guess we could. I've never been to one," her grin returned. "Tinklington." She couldn't help but remember what his brother (or maybe it was his father? She couldn't tell) had called him earlier. Of course she had said this in a playful voice, the name just rolling off of her tongue like some kind of song.

At the market Bonnie had found Clyde. While hitting him upside the head she said to him,"WHY DID YOU LEAVE? HUH? I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO BE A BIG ONE AND YOU BLEW IT YOU KNUCKLE HEAD! ALL BECAUSE YOU WERE HUNGRY! I SWEAR TO DEVILICULITUS THAT IF YOU CAN'T FIX THAT SMALL STOMACHE OF YOURS I'M GOING RIP IT OUTTA YAH!"

"I am sorry," he said to his wife while bleeding floods worth of blood out his nose. "I didn't mean to anger you my wife. I just wanted some food is all can't a guy have some food when he wants it?" He coughed up a lot of blood.

She dragged him away mubling,"I swear you are the worst partner I have ever met in the history of-" her voice trailed off a little as she walked further away.

"You too eh?" Tink said mocking hurt at the use of his full name. Well, at least he didn't have it as bad as some of his brothers. I mean- Minty Fresh was a pretty horrible name and Wurthers not much better. And Ashley and Marion had threatened his sensitive bits should he use their full name in public. He swore to himself that should he ever have children he would give them normal names, like George, Jonathan and maybe go so far as Albert. Yes, that was a perfectly lovely, normal name.

"To the market then. Goodness it is quite a kerfuffle here. All the Autos and people." He led Kiylo through the streets, trying to keep away from the main traffic until they got to the market street. Once there, there wasn't much he could do. People everywhere.

"Ooo...smell that?" he asked as they passed by a shop selling freshly baked bread and pastries. "Want a pasty? I hear they have little buns stuffed with curried lamb that are simply glorious."

Kiylo smiled broadly, before shrugging her shoulders lightly to the answer to Tink's rhetorical question.

"Why do you sound upset? I like the name. It's fun to say." she leaned against him as they started to walk into the market, loud voices and a whole bunch of moving bodies started to make her feel a bit uneasy. Her grip on his arm getting a bit tight. She bit down on the inside of her lip, a bit nervous with all the people around.

But suddenly, a delicious smell passed her nose. She savored the smell and smiled again, all the nervousness fading away from her. "Oh, that smells just amazing." her stomach growled, but she ignored it. "No. Its fine... Unless there are strawberry fillings..." she said quietly.

Tink grinned and led Kiylo into the shop. He paused by the doorway as a woman dragged a bleeding man from the shop. He went up to the counter with Kiylo and looked at the shopkeep. "I would like one of each one of the petit fours. And one of each one of those pastys there." He waited for the young woman to fetch them and bag them up before paying and leading Kiylo to a place to sit on the market street.

he eventually found a nice corner by a fountain in a small square where people seemed to gather to sit and eat and show off their wares they had just bought with friends. "Alright, we'll play a game. I'll bet you can tell what each one of these little treats is by the taste and even some of the ingredients."

He pulled one of the small boxes with the first confection from the bag of petit fours, leaving the bag of breads for later. he opened the box and pulled out the treat, holding the two bite morsel up to Kiylo's nose so she could smell the rich creamy sweetness of the treat.

"I smell cream, lots of it... Some cinnamon, but I think hazelnut is overpowering it, so I doubt it's cinnamon, unless its nutmeg." she took in a deep sigh as a large smile broke out across her face.

"Some strawberry... Is it a filling or a topping? I've only had petit fours once... a long time ago. I never could make them right, but my aunt could." The smile started to fade a little bit, but she made it come back as she took in another deep breath of the delicious pastry.

"It also has deliciousness in it. I can tell." she said, that melodic laugh dancing in her voice again. She was truly in a good mood right now. Never had she thought that she would be in Slorth, with someone that was as nice as Tink, being quizzed on spices and pastries. And blind, nevertheless. And she was already having a blast.

"I was talking to the boss," he said to the girl, "I was getting a tour of the place so I know my way around," He went into the changing room and changed into a Black Button-Up, Black Overcoat, Black Top Hat, Black Mask, Black Dress Pants, and Pink Dress Shoes.

"Try it, it's a hazelnut creme cake with thin slices of strawberry as garnish. We have several different flavors here for you to try. I have always been fond of petit fours. A couple of bites and you can try all sort of flavors and eat the same amount as a regular slice of cake. Did you know, originally, petit fours were made at the end of the day when the wood had run out in the fire? It was so the bakers could get one last thing done with the heat of their ovens. They found that smaller things cooked evenly and small things like these were popular at tea or with coffee." He fished another small box out of the bag opening it as he waited for Kiylo to try the other treat.

"Cake in general used to be very different from what it is today because they didn't have refined sugar. In fact, cakes used to be more like breads. They would be very dense and filled with nuts and fruits and maybe sweetened with honey. I guess the closest modern equivalent is the fruit cake." Tink grinned, looking at the next box he had chosen. A traditional cherry bomb: chocolate mouse on top of a cherry jelee and coated in chocolate ganache.

"I was thinking after we have stuffed ourselves with sugar and cream, we can go to the clothing shop and then to the tournament. Maybe...stop by a ah...clockworks shop if they have one and we have time."

"AHHHHHHH!" he said as he went flying through the air. He landed just a bit past Tink and Kiylo's Table. "Why did I ever date a woman who can throw me? Sorry about that you guys, I pissed off my wife and yeah," he coughed up a bit more blood. "Can I borrow a napkin or something to clean myself up with please?" He hoped these two would be kind enough to give him something to help him.

Tink pulled back the petit four as a man came flying out of no where toward the pair. he moved himself between the flying man and Kiylo protectively. The man landed and promptly started speaking and coughing up blood. Tink frowned, pulling a white, linen kerchief from his breast pocket and offering it to him.

"You know, you really shouldn't allow yourself to be in such an abusive relationship. I think she may have done some real damage to you...coughing up blood is a sign that your internals have gone quite wrong. Punctured lung or bleeding stomach most likely. Very unhealthy for you. You really ought to go and see a doctor." Tink fluffed the kerchief slightly in the man's direction as he spoke, hoping he would take it and his bleeding self away from their food.

He took the hankie nicely and proceeded to clean himself up. "Do you think I haven't tried to leave her before?" he asked the man,"Last time I tried it she came after me with an axe. I do not want to do that again. But, I will go to the doctor to get myself looked at. Thanks for the hankie," He walked away toward a hospital that just happened to be across the street.

Kiylo was about to agree to the plans made and take the confection, but instead ended up grabbing and an arm (she was sure it was Tink's) when a loud scream and a crashing sound came nearby. Very near-by actually.

"Coughing up blood...?" she asked quietly, more to herself then anyone else. She then heard the voice say something gurgled before it faded away with uneven steps.

"Hopefully he won't die." she bit down on her lip and had her eyebrows knit together. It was out of concern and not being upset, but it looked as it could be either. "Is he going towards the hospital? Is there one near here?" She disliked the fact that he might not be getting the medical attention he needed.

Her stomach was still growling at her, begging for the petit four. Anything strawberry, the rumbling organ would absolutely love. Except if it had carrots in it too, then it absolutely hate it instead.

Tink patted Kiylo's arm on his shoulder with his free hand, trying to comfort her. "I think he is. I hope he also gets some help to keep the woman who did that to him away from him. Quite unhealthy that sort of relationship." Tink shrugged returning his attention to the cherry and chocolate petit four. "This place is quite strange. Quite the hustle and bustle."

He looked at the treat in his hand. "Alright, next one. Tell me what flavor you think this one is." He lifted the treat to Kiylo's mouth, letting her smell the chocolate cherry concoction. "After this one, I will give you something a bit more substantial I think. Or at least something that resembles healthy."

"Then maybe we can meander through town and see about getting you some more clothes. Then we can go to that tournament." Tink smiled, looking in the bag at some of the other treats. He was saving the strawberry one for last. It wasn't really more substantial, but he thought she would like it best.

Kiylo nodded, still a bit concerned for the man who was coughing up blood. But something caught her attention.

"Oh... That smells good...." she mumbled. "Like... Chocolate and... its a bit sharper then strawberries... Must be cherries." A smile creeped onto her lips, practically able to taste the sweetness of the dessert on her tongue. This one smelled even better then the last one, and she couldn't wait to actually taste it.

She leaned forward and took a quick bite of it, not able to resist. There was something about sweets and pastries that Kiylo couldn't say no to. She felt a little guilty when she just did what she did, but she was extremely delighted in the deliciousness.

"I, she laugh some, putting a hand up to her mouth so she could talk. "I'm sorry." The grin danced across her face, as if she forgot about all that happened in the past day.

The plans sounded good, so she nodded in reply, still savoring the taste of the petit four. But she stopped suddenly, turning her face- mostly out of habit.

"I can repay you for the clothing." she said, remembering that she left her little bag at the house. It had a few coins in it, probably barely enough to repay.