#curiaces

    Twirling a piece of her bubblegum hair around her finger she let out a sigh uncrossing her legs then crossing them again as she stared outside her window. Her parents only cared to marry sell their daughter away so they could gain more riches and publicity. The women on the other hand just wanted to live her life freely, as well possibly take over the family company?

    If she were to get married though, she wouldn’t have any control if she were to get it or not.

    Slowly rising from her spot she walked to her window as she began running through her head on the people she knew who would be there. Today was the day for the party and she had less then five hours to get ready.

    “Look prim and proper. Best dress for this, you are looking for candidates.”

    She could hear and remember her mother words ringing in her ears as if she was there in person. Maya could recall all the times since this annual party was that she repeated the same words to her. The correct part would be more of you are looking for the candidates, not me, mother.

    Sighing the knock on the door brought her out of her small reverie. “Enter.” The door cracked open enough for the maid to walk through and bow. “M’lady, you are to be ready in a short while. Your mother has told me to come and relay the news to you.”

    The maid had taken her leave as Maya gave her a smile and thanked her. Donned in a floor length white and pink dress she finished with putting her rose choker on. Fixing her buns she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed to the T without missing dotting the I’s.

Thinking back, he supposed he should have seen the signs. It was nearing a full moon, a time where spirits naturally became stronger, fueled by the energy they get from the lunar rays. His Pokemon especially loved to be out and about, having fun and occasionally pulling pranks. Spooks and Wisp often disappear during the night, returning back the next morning with a pleased sort of look, like they were felines sated on milk. 

This time though, they didn’t leave his room. At the time, Morty didn’t think much of it, much too busy with his current task to contemplate on the reason behind their slightly odd behavior. So long as they didn’t disturb him, they could stay for as long as they wanted. Unbeknownst to the Gym Leader, it was the calm before the storm. Writing without a care in the world left him blind to the sinister plots churning right under his nose. 

When he woke earlier today, everything seemed normal. Morty went about his usual morning routine before the other shoe drop. It was a bit of blur since the next thing he knew, half of his clothes were yanked off of him, disappearing out of the door in a blur of purple. He had half a mind to blink in surprise before he chased after the culprits. It wasn’t the first time they decided to pull a fast one on him but rarely it escalated to a chase through the back alleys of Ecruteak. 

Morty wouldn’t have minded if they simply took his sweater and headband but they grabbed his scarf too. No one. Messes. With. His. Scarf. As much as he loves his Gengar, they were going to get an earful when he get his hands on him. The early morning chase led him into the edges of the forest and as soon as he passed by a large tree with vines hanging off it, he found himself suddenly airborne, twisted around and then hung upside down, body entangled in the vines.

“Spooks, Wisp. You’re going to get it,” he simply threatened once he regained his bearings but the only reply he received was a pair of high pitched cackles until it faded into silence. Oh yes, he would enjoy punishing them. After he get himself down. While he was a victim of their pranks, Morty knew that they would never let him get hurt so they were probably hiding nearby, watching him struggle helplessly.

Morty once again sighed. At least he wasn’t completely upside down so the blood wasn’t quickly rushing to his head. Still, he would much prefer to be standing on solid ground than remain a prisoner to these vines. He must have looked terribly silly, too, what with him being in his current position in nothing but a pair of pants. 

( Why did he let himself run without grabbing anything? That was a question to contemplate on later. )