OriginalShipp- Birthday Part 2

-Afternoon, the Time of Liveliness-

-Red-

I knew Green was coming soon. He promised he would. The storm is getting rougher though by the moment, and I'm kind of getting worried. What if he overslept? What if he's not bringing the red velvet cake with him?! I always liked his cooking… What if he just said, "Bah, screw it, who needs Red anyway? I'm glad he's on top of that mountain, far away from me. I guess I'll just eat this…yummy… delicious… mouth watering…  red velvet cake… ALL BY MYSELF… "

NO! NO, NO, NO, AND NO!

I mustn't think like that. He would never forget my birthday, and he would never come without the cake. Ever. Maybe I'm just hungry, that's why I'm thinking like that. Maybe I'll go looking for berries in the vegetation patches on top of the mountain. That will get the silly thought of Green not coming out of my head.

As I'm picking berries, I'm thinking to myself. Of all the years that Green came on top of the mountain, on my birthday, would he ever forget to come? After all, it was our tradition. I remember it like it like it was yesterday.


"Red, I don't want you to leave!"

"But I have to. I can't go living on like this, I need to forget the past, and move on. I need to become a better trainer."

"But you can't just leave me like this! We're rivals, friends, and close friends. We need to stay close. Think of your mother! How upset she will be, when she finds out you are venturing to a place so dangerous, frozen, and you are alone. You could die!"

"I can't. I need to train. I need to be alone. I'm sorry Green. I just have to go, and I'll-"

"Wait. No… look. Today is your birthday. You can't just leave. I was planning on spending the day with you!"

"No. Green, I need to leave. I'm sorry."

"… Fine. But I promise you; I'll visit every week. For your birthday, I will visit, every year, until I die. I will even bake your favorite red velvet cake. So this isn't the last you will hear from me. Okay?"

"Okay. Good-bye Green. I'll be looking forward to your next visit. I will become a strong trainer, so make sure you battle me when you come to see me!"

"Oh trust me, I won't loose!"

Then I left.

I'm pretty sure I made the right choice, because being alone up here has helped me think, and clear my mind of all the horrifying memories I've had.

Almost.

But it's definitely helping, somehow.

Jeeze, the storm is getting rough. I think I've picked enough berries and I'm going back in the cave. Brr! It's sure getting icy. I really hope Green is okay…

-Green-

Okay, I've just about had it. It's never been this bad a journey up Mt. Silver. I'm about ready to leave this hellhole, (hell mountain rather) and just go home. Although, this does mean a lot to Red, I don't know what I should do. I think I'll just keep going for now, I think I'm almost there. The snow is blinding me, I can't see very far in front of my face now. The wind is whipping my hair so hard; I feel like every one my hair strands are just going to rip off. The snow is coming at me at a breakneck pace, and it's not the kind of snow that you really want to enjoy sticking your tongue out at. Hell no. It's more of like, a half snow, half HAIL type precipitation. How did Red ever get here?

"Eevee, hang on there. Are you okay girl?"

"Eeveee!" She howled. Eevee is such a trooper. I don't know how any Pokémon, or any human, can withstand this barren wasteland of a mountain. They've got brave souls to be living up here.

It's so cold.

Like, fifty below freezing cold. What's worse is that it's dark, so it adds to the 'hell mountain' affect. Well, no. Hell is supposed to be filled with fire and heat, so what am I thinking? I think I'm going crazy.

Shards of ice are forming in my snowy, wet hair, and I just washed it today. Yuck.

I remember last year, how much enjoyment we had. Eating cake from our hands, (Because every year I forget to bring utensils…) horsing around, wresting and pushing each other into the rigid cave walls, and just having a great time, hanging around and being boys.  He was the old Red, that I knew back when we were kids. I loved that Red. The talkative Red, the laughing, smiling, joking around Red that I knew. This Red was special, and had to be unlocked by opening the heavy lock to his heart.

Although Red seems like a rather shy, un-social boy, he really isn't once you get him to open up a bit. When you really get to know him, it's hard to get him to shut the hell up. He'll talk for hours on end, and half of the time I don't even have a clue about what he's blabbering about. Of course we'll talk seriously about our past, and his distant horrific memories, but when he is the Red from the good old days, he will just go on and ramble to himself.

Maybe it's because he never had anyone to talk to while he's up here on this stupid mountain alone, (Well obviously, who the hell wants to live up here anyway…?) So he feels as if he needed to get out whatever he didn't say while he was alone. He has his Pokémon to talk to, but it's not like talking to a real human, where as you can get feedback, and opinions, and help if you needed answers.

Help if you needed answers…

The storm is getting a whole lot worse, and I can barely see my feet. I've walked this trail so many times though I know it by memory.

Almost.