Like Lightning- Disconnected Part 2

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OM-FREAKING-G! What's up guys? Miss me? I missed you! Okay, if you have some sort of liking for this story, you have to thank my editor Ellie. No questions asked. I probably wasn't even going to post another chapter ever again if this chika didn't get on my case to do so :) ALSO, big, personal thank you's to ShadowStalker:) for her super-awesome OC's! I don't take ANY credit for them! So thank you!

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It was the middle of night. All was calm. The birds were sleeping. The sky was dark. It was a very boring night. Suddenly...

"AHHH!"

Drew had felt an unbearable heat in his lower regions. It felt like they were on fire! He flew into the bathroom and turned on a jet of icy cold water, washing away the little, red flakes down the drain.

In a distant room, he heard Blaire's distinctly loud laugh. He glared at the toilet. Did someone just order an angry Drew with a side order of payback? I believe Blaire just has.

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"And now, the Drew and Blair pair! Oh, my! That rhymes!"

A bright light overtook Blaire's emerald eyes as she ran alone into the arena. Adrenaline began to rush through her, raising her spirits and pushing back all the negative thoughts that had just taken place. She put on a wicked grin. The thrill of contests was what she lived for. Not to mention that the crowd was exceptionally loud today. Good. There had a good routine planned out just for them.

"Hey, you guys!" she screamed to the crowd. With a mock-flirty look, she blew a raspberry into the crowd. "I loooove you!"

The boy behind the curtain wore a bemused smile as his partner stole the microphone from the announcer, that crazy twit. The tensioned had eased between them after she had... erm... farted. Blaire was surprisingly forgiving. That or she was holding in her rage until she could chew out his butt later.

"Okay, I bet every single one of you is wondering where is my ever-so-fluffy partner of love is," Blaire sang before the crowd- mainly the females- began to cheer with enthusiasm. "Unfortunately, that fluff ball isn't here."

While the female population fought off their sobs, Drew snorted. Since when had he ever been fluffy in any way, shape, or form?

"Instead, I bring to you a sexy beast so dangerous that he had to change his name so he didn't scare you people away!" She laughed at the memory. "So now, please give this two ton giant the biggest cheer you ever did! Come on out, Horton! ... And here's your mic back, Vivie..."

Hearing his cue, Drew strode into view. Women began screaming, girls had bloody noses, and the men... boy, were they jealous! He flashed a smirk to the cameras, giving an extra special look to the cameraman and reporter from the back before linking his arms with Blaire.

They had it all rehearsed. Surprisingly, Blaire was the one who thought it up. Maybe he had to give the girl more credit. It was creative; they would stand out, for sure. Drew's mouth turned into a discreet grin, they had it in the bag.

Meanwhile, the reporter was steaming mad. That brat! Was he trying to make a fool of him? He was an ace reporter! No child would ever do so. With fuming thoughts, he grabbed the camera from the man beside him. The other gave him a questioning glance he chose not to respond to. Stalking out of the arena, camera in hand, the man glared at no one in particular. His only thoughts were of fame, pride, and payback.

Back in the arena, Blaire was acting hysterical. Nothing new there.

"Drew! Where are our pokemon?" Blaire cried.

Drew rolled his eyes, and bluntly replied "In their pokeballs?"

"NO, you dummy! I can't find them! I had them a second ago and then-"

Drew wrapped an arm around her and put a hand on her butt, wedging his fingers into the pocket.

"EEK!" she screamed, eyes wide. They didn't rehearse anything like this!

Most of the people in the stadium were scarlet; the men were whistling, the parents were covering their children's eyes, and the women were screaming in dismay. But the one who was most disturbed sat in the judges seat, her usually bright sapphire eyes dark with jealousy.

The stadium was filled with an awkward air before Drew proudly displayed nine pokeballs clenched in his hand.

"Surprise, surprise," he grinned.

The crowd applauded with cheer. Surprise, indeed. Some of the teeny-boppers giggled to themselves, saying how they knew it was a hoax.

Blaire made a stage sigh of relief, "Oh! Thank goodness Drew! Now... uh, which pokemon are we using?"

She let out a true nervous giggle. She hadn't meant to put all their pokeballs in her pocket. How were they supposed to tell which pokemon was which ball?

Drew gave her a look. Not one of those happy, I-want-to-hug-you looks, mind you. No, it was an I-want-to-hit-you-and-mail-you-off-to-a-remote-island-in-the-middle-of-ocean kind of look. He gave the orbs in his hands a long stare.

"These two," he concluded.

"For sure then," she answered saucily, trying to mask her pathetic mistake.

"Fooor sure," he sighed, hoping for the best.

Well, how bad could it really go? Absently, he stuffed the remaining balls into his blazer. Drew would live to eat those words.

"It's game time!" Blaire exclaimed, tossing the two pokeballs into the air. "Go! Masquerain and... Mareep?"

Masquerain let out a sort of buzz while the little sheep pokemon baa-ed. Mareep looked at its surroundings and froze. From Drew's view, it seemed to be tearing up.

"Oh. Mah. Gosh," she whispered under her breath, going into Hillbilly Mode.

Drew was just as shocked. They had just chose the worst combo that they could have ever done. Mareep was a brand new pokemon for Blaire! Plus it had just fought Masquerain when? About a day ago? He didn't even think the sheep had ever seen that many people before!

Luckily enough, the Vivian began to do her job, "Wow, folks! It looks like Drew-Blaire Pair has brought out Masquerain and Mareep! An odd match, but with this pair, it's bound to be an amazing show!"

At the moment, Drew wasn't sure how good amazing was going to be.

"Now, let's see their opponents! Coming onto the stage, I, Vivian, introduce you to Kasy Foncee and her partner, James Luce!"

The crowd erupted into applause, but not as loud as theirs. Meanwhile, Blaire took the distraction as an opportunity. With a quick step, she scooped up the Mareep into her arms.

Drew watched as she whispered something to the terrified little creature. Bad, bad, bad, BAD! One of the biggest rules for any coordinator was to TRAIN a pokemon before their first contest! The sheep was out there crying in front of an enormous crowd. There was obviously no training there.

While the pair wasn't looking, Kasy and James brought out their Umbreon/ Vaporeon team.

"My! Is this an Evee evolution team I see? What a great complimentary pokemon! Okay, crowd, I bet my favorite lipstick that none of you will want to miss this match!"

Drew inwardly screamed. He couldn't believe how much he wanted to miss this match. It was not going to end good- for them.

"Are the judges ready? It looks like it! Now, let's gooooo!"

"Come on, Little Bo-Peep," Kacy called from across the ring. "Put down your sheep and bring it on!"

Blaire gave her pokemon a good luck toss before letting it bounce to the floor.

"Boy, will I bring it," she muttered , still sticking to an accent, before intertwining Drew's fingers within her own.

Next to the judges, May glowered. It should have been her on that stage with Drew. Self control, she repeated to herself. She would get him back, one way or another.

Well, Kacy's Umbreon certainly didn't waste any time dawdling. It started charging at Mareep before it's owner could issue an attack.

"Yeah! That's how we like it, Umbreon! Vaporeon, what are you waiting for? Let's go!" James hollered, unsuccessfully trying to make his pokemon join the action.

"I swear, James, you're practically like my pinky toe. You serve no significant purpose whatsoever," Kacy teased. "I'll show you how it's done. Vaporeon, move!"

She gave the pokemon and evil glare. It yelped before scrambling into the action, making its owner cross his arms and huff.

Drew and Blaire were sharing no such playfulness. Drew was close to having a mental breakdown, and Blaire... God only knows what she was thinking.

The green hair boy took a quick glance at the situation. The coliseum was fairly big, so he had a few seconds to think before the other two pokemon charged. Masquerain could probably handle one of the pokemon, but he highly doubted that Mareep would value of any assistance. With a inaudible sigh, he straitened his body up. If he was going to ever lose, he was going to lose with his head held high.

With little inspiration to win, Drew wasn't happy. "Okay, let's go! Ma-"

Blaire cut him off, "Mareep! M'deaar! I want you to use cotton spore please!"

What? Cotton spore was not a physical attack. Besides for it's appeal, it wouldn't do much except...

"Lower the opponents speed!" Drew whispered in revelation. But Mareep wouldn't possibly be able to send the little balls of fluff to the oncoming pokemon with its full power; they were too far away.

He felt Blaire squeeze his hand.

Quickly catching on, he ordered, "Masquerain, gust! Now!"

"Masquerain!"

The pokemon flapped it's wings, paying special care to avoid hitting the little sheep. Drew guessed it still remembered their last battle together. Then again, he thought, it was his pokemon.

The powerful stream of air swept the cotton balls in its current, speeding them directly to Umbreon and Vaporeon. Good.

A few points went down on the blondie's side of the screen, making Kacy grunt. But there was no significant damage. Raising her finger into the air, she pointed at her pokemon.

"Use quick attack!"

James followed her suit, "Vaporeon, same thing!"

The two Evee evolutions continued their charge, even faster than before.

Without thinking, Drew blurted, "Signal beam!"

His pokemon gave him an unsure glance. Masquerain didn't know the move but...

"MEEP!"

Mareep did.

The sheep bristled up as its tail began to glow. Then, pushing its head to the ground, it raised the glowing orb, shooting it in the general direction of the two oncoming pokemon.

"Masquerain!" Blaire the hillbilly sang, taking charge of Drew's pokemon, "Hop along, Hon! Quick attack then follow it up with Stun Spore!"

The eyeball creature quickly did as told.

"Don't get hit!" Blaire warned, making Drew snort.

"Che, as if we'd fall for that," Luce snickered. "Vaporeon, Umbreon, dodge that attack!"

The two evolution pokemon, who were running in a straight line, Vaporeon behind Umbreon, successfully dodged when Masquerain swooped in for the attack. However, when Drew's pokemon circled back around, they were hit by a fine orange dust, leaving them paralyzed.

Even more points were deducted from Kasy and Jame's side. How unlucky... but to make matters worse, Blaire's Mareep was sending blows without looking, making them land all over the arena. And when a certain beam of light almost hit a certain platinum blond...

"Watch it!" Kasy screamed, clinging to Jame's arm. "Control your pokemon, crazy southerner!"

"Mm mm mm mm mmmmm," Blaire waved her finger with extra sass. "Don't you daaaare insult the accent, little girl. CRAZY things happen when you insult the accent!"

Kasy restrained any retort she possibly had when another bolt of color came dangerously close to singeing off her pretty little head.

"AH, Mareep, Mareep, my dear little lamb," the green haired girl started sweetly, "Aim, fire, and blow off their heads!"

"Is she allowed to say that?" James hollered after almost being hit himself.

Deciding to end the madness himself, Drew took control, "Mareep, hit the other pokemon! Don't hit their trainers!"

The fluffy creature 'baa-ed' before trying to aim for the two paralyzed pokemon.

'ZZT!' Hit.

"Ruin my fun, why don't cha? Well now, let's top them off, Masquerain! Sweet Scent then Silver Wind!"

"Mareep, Cotton Spore followed by Discharge!"

Kacy gasped, "MOVE!"

Too bad her pokemon were still paralyzed.

"Querain!"

"Maaa!"

An aromatic pink sparkle steadily powdered through the base of the arena as Mareep began to spit out a fluffy stream of cotton balls.

"My! How beautiful! And the cotton balls are so cute!" Vivian squealed. Blaire had forgotten she had even been there.

"NOW!" Blaire and Drew both commanded.

Their pokemon seemed to nod. Masquerain making a shiny silver current sweep through the arena, blowing every sparkle and cotton ball with it. Somehow, Mareep figured that shooting the electrifying blue beam from its mouth into the eyeball pokemon's jet stream would look nice, but it wasn't.

"Oh..." Vivian was stunned. "It's... it's... dazzling! My word! Look at the shine! Look at the beautiful color complementaries! Look at those adorable little balls of fluff! That has got to give them a major boost if anything! And... And... What's this? Is Masquerain doing what I think it's going to do? Yes... YES!"

Masquerain rapidly flapped its wings before sending a powerful gust toward the two, still immobilized pokemon, blowing them into the air.

"Vaporeon!"

"Umbreon!"

The pair crashed to the ground, forming a cloud of dust in their wake. The good thing for them was that they were no longer paralyzed, but they were much weaker and their points had a significant decrease.

"My, my! What an beautiful combo attack by the Drew/Blaire Pair! It doesn't look good for the Kacy/James Team! With only thirty seconds left, is there any chance for this match to turn around?" Vivian asked, hoping to add to the building tension.

"Heh? Turn around?" the Hillbilly wannabe repeated. "No waaaay! Shoot! We got this thang in the bag!"

Drew shook his head, acting like he was ashamed her behavior. Blaire actually laughed. She knew he was proclaiming the exact thing in his head- minus the accent. He was just too stuck-up to be a freak like her... maybe stuck-up wasn't the right word for him...

"....Let's finish this up," Drew stated after a long pause, making Blaire's point obviously true.

"YA!"

"Not so fast!" Kasy yelled from across the ring.

"What do ya want?" Blaire screamed back.

Disregarding Blaire's comment, Kasy ordered the pokemon to attack, "Umbreon, Faint Attack! Vaporeon, Water Gun!"

"I WAS TALKING TO YOU!" the green haired female screeched. "Fine! Masquerain, counter that with Mean Look! Then follow it up with gust!"

The black Eveelution was racing toward Mareep, but when Masquerain gave it a vicious glare of a Mean Look, the pokemon flinched away. The eyeball pokemon was beginning its second attack when the fishy Eveelution shot a powerful stream of water to stop it.

"Mareep! Hit that meanie pokemon's water with a Thundershock! It's going to hurt Masquerain!" Drew ordered, trying to sound as manly as he could.

How else was he supposed to convey the complicated process of hitting a jet of water with a lighting bolt to a simple-minded sheep?

Blaire giggled, "You said 'meanie.'"

Drew decided to be the more dignified of the two by not responding, but how dignified could a man still be after saying meanie?

Either way, Mareep got the message and met the Water Gun with a weak Thundershock, but still giving Masquerain the time to finish its attack. With a powerful flap of its wings, the pokemon send a powerful Gust of wind to help Mareep's attack. The jet of water was almost immediately pushed backwards, splashing both Vaporeon and Umbreon.

"Let's end this! Bubble!"

"Game time! Mareep, Discharge!"

Masquerain shot a stream of bubbles towards the sopping wet pokemon while Mareep shot a bolt of blue lightning through its partner's attack.

"NO!" Kasy screamed.

Blaire copied the suit, "YES!"

The bubbles sent the pokemon flying, even wetter than before just as Mareep's electric attack hit, frying them both. James let out a sigh of amazement while Kasy breathed a sigh of defeat. Their points had immediately gone to zero.

"Well, that concludes this round with a bang! Wasn't that the kind of amazing show I promised you guys? You heard it first here, folks! The Drew/Blaire Pair has won this round, allowing them to move another step closer to the finals, but let's here what Mr. Contesta have to say about this spectacular match!" Vivian announced.

The stadium became silent as man began to speak.

"I was expecting many things from this match. First of all, I expected coordination, combinations, and connections. Kasy, James, I saw outstanding effort from you both and your team. Congratulations. But your opponents... Even I would have to admit most coordinators would have a good deal of trouble facing any one of your opponents, let alone both. Boy, do those two have a few surprises!"

Kasy snorted. A few surprises?

The judge continued, "Drew, Blaire, at first, I didn't believe your choice of pokemon didn't fit any criteria, but you seemed to have proved me wrong. Tell me now, did you two plan out which pokemon you were going to use?"

Drew hesitated, but shook his head.

"I see. It was a rather odd combination. Blaire, Mareep was your pokemon, correct?"

"YUP!" she hollered from across the arena.

"It seemed to be unsure of what it was doing at first... Actually, I believe I saw it ...crying in the beginning."

Blaire gave the graying man a big, cheesy nod.

"So you entered an untrained pokemon into the second round of a contest?" he clarified.

Blaire simply nodded once more, making Drew want to smack his forehead. Number one rule of Coordination had just been broken.

"Crazy just like her father," the judge muttered under his breath. "Well, I have nothing more to say besides brilliant performance and I expect even greater things from all four of you! See you in the next round! Ahem, next group please!"

Blaire lept onto Drew's back and let out an ear-splitting scream of triumph!

"Yeees!" She shrieked. "Shoot, we had this thang in the BAG."

"Shoot, forget about your bag. My ear!" Drew moaned.

She grinned. She was so... happy!

"AHHH!" she screamed once more. "We WON!"

Drew gave up. There was no shutting up that overly eccentric idiot without a whooper in hand. Instead, he walked off the stage with the hooting girl on his back. Something sounded a little fishy in the crowds.

... Was there talk of a victory party he was hearing?

Dun, dun, DUN!