Chapter 32 - Life Or Death?! A Stranger Saves The Day!


Walking throughout the town, Chris made his way past many various restaurants, trying to find one that best
suit what he was looking for most. "No... Too plain... Already been to one like that... No... Strike..." he
muttered, starting to groan as he went past one after another. "There's gotta be one place in this town..."
he thought aloud, looking at the setting sun in front of them. Suddenly, his body let out a jolt as he saw a
restaurant beneath the sun with the sound of music coming from it, causing him to snap his fingers with a grin.
"Hot dog that's it!" he said, causing Servine and Kirlia to jolt in surprise from his sudden shout, tilting
their heads confused before suddenly gripping him tightly as he ran towards the restaurant. "For a second I
didn't think the town had a place to eat like this... Lucky break!" he chuckled, heading towards the entrance
and catching his breath, Servine and Kirlia clinging to him as they shuddered nervously from the sudden dash.
"This is gonna be the perfect way to end the day... You two are gonna love this... My folks actually met in
a place like it during a business party a long time ago..." he smiled, rubbing them both on the head.


Looking around, the restaurant had a fancy... Almost palace-like look to it, with the sounds of an orchestra
and choir coming from within, causing Servine and Kirlia to perk up and face different directions before
showing a smile and closing their eyes to listen. "Sounds nice, doesn't it? I told you I was going to make
it something great!" he laughed, walking inside and suddenly freezing with wide eyes. "C... Crap... This
place is a lot more... Uhh... Shiny than I thought..." he muttered, looking around as Servine showed the same
expression, looking around awestruck. Within the building, they stood before a luxurious ballroom inspired
restaurant, seeing people sitting and enjoying fine meals as many others danced at the center of the room.
"Geez... Its like we stepped into a victorian era... I wanted a place like this... But to find a place like
THIS here... Incredible..." he muttered, Servine nodding as her eyes lit up from the fancy atmosphere, Kirlia
letting out a sigh as she enjoyed the sound of the echoing music being sung and played. "You like it too huh?"
he asked, Kirlia facing him with a nod while swaying to the melody. Walking up to the receptionist, Chris
ordered a seat for them, the receptionist giving him a look of "...seriously...?" as he raised an eyebrow,
looking Chris over. "...Pardon sir, but you ARE aware of the type of establishment being run here, correct?
Are you entirely certain you have the... Means... Of joining our distinguished guests...?" he asked, causing
Chris to sweat nervously. "Uhh... If its money... I don't think its an issue..." he told the man, pulling out
his card and handing it over.


"Yes well... We'll see..." he responded, looking over the card and pulling up the account on his computer.
"My word... Such a massive account for such a... Hmm...?" the man said, suddenly looking closely at the
screen before turning pale. "Th... The name on this account... You are a relative of...?" he asked, looking
at Chris with a shocked expression, suddenly bowing. "Sorry for the disrespect my good man! Please, feel free
to join us this evening!" he said, giving Chris a grin and rubbing his hands together, his personality suddenly
flipping like that of a coin. Snapping his fingers, a waitor walked up, hearing out his orders before looking
at Chris with the same expression the receptionist had moments ago before getting smacked in the back of the
head. "Have you yet to be trained?! Never give an honorable guest such an expression! Seat them immediately!"
the receptionist demanded, the waiter jumping and soluting before rushing Chris off with a bewildered expression.
Confused himself, Chris looked back at the receptionist. "...I'm sorry but... The hell was that...?" he muttered,
suddenly walking into the back of the waiter. "...AHEM!! Your seat... SIR..." he grumbled, bowing and none too
pleased over being walked into. "Ah... Th... Thank you! S... Sorry..." Chris responded, rubbing his shoulder
nervously as Kirlia picked up on the atmosphere, suddenly giving the waiter a furious expression as her eyes
began to glow a dim red, Servine taking notice and nervously waving the waiter off with a "that will be all!"
noise, not wanting Kirlia to embarrass them in such a fancy place. Looking at them, the waiter shook his head
and left them with menu's, Kirlia letting out a snarl as he left, crossing her arms. "H... Hey now, its
fine! We just stick out here a bit is all..." Chris laughed nervously, sitting down and putting the two on the
table.


Looking around, Chris sweat slightly, noticing the fancy suits and dresses others were wearing and seeing how
they had what Pokemon they brought dolled up. "I... Didn't think all of this through... Should have made a
few other stops..." he muttered, Kirlia tilting her head confused and Servine looking around, letting out a
sound of nervous laughter. After a moment, the receptionist walked up to them, bowing and rubbing his hands
together yet again with a grin. "Distinguished guests, I would like to take a moment, if you don't mind, to
help you better... Look the part... Of this occasion. Would that be alright?" he asked, Chris blinking at him
nervously, picturing him as that of a fox. "Err... Look... The part...?" he responded, looking around and at
the two. Not wanting to embarrass them, considering it was meant to be a special treat, he nodded at the man
and stood. "What uh... Do you need exactly?" Chris asked, the receptionist snapping his fingers. "Just you
my good man! It will be just a moment and we'll have you right back. Our staff will see to your Pokemon in
the meantime!" he told Chris, several waiters and maids suddenly bringing the two random food and distracting
them with compliments, Servine putting her nose up proudly and smirking, naturally adjusting to her role in
the situation as Kirlia flushed brightly, letting out random "eh?!" noises as people spoke to her and shook
her hands. Pulling him along, Chris was brought into a changing room, with several waiters surrounding him
and suddenly going at his clothes and hair, taking this off, tossing that aside, brushing him this way and
that. Swirling around and being pulled in all directions as they gave him a sudden make-over, Chris coughed
when several suddenly sprayed him with calogne, fanning it away only for his hands to be jerked on as well.


Back at the table, the maids and waiters were giving Kirlia and Servine a touch up as well, brushing them
off while feeding them various treats, the two enjoying their moment of luxury until the maids suddenly tried
to touch their necklaces, the two letting out a shout and pulling away, gripping them tightly. "Hey!! What's
going on here?!" they heard a voice shout, Servine and Kirlia jolting in response as the group stood aside,
allowing Chris to walk up to his table. "What was the shouting about? What did they do?" he asked, looking
down at the two as he suddenly let out a sneeze from the calogne. "Oy oy... Too much..." he groaned, fanning
the air in front of his face as Servine looked up at him wide eyed, flushing bright enough for her head to
pop as Kirlia sniffed the air, slightly blushing as well from his fancy new scent. Standing in a tuxedo,
he reached out and helped the two stand, Servine looking down shyly as she saw the soft white glove on his
hand, slowly placing hers in it as Kirlia put her hands in the air to feel for his other hand, jolting and
tilting her head confused when she felt the soft, cotton-like fabric covering it, letting out a happy sigh
as she grabbed his hand and rubbed it against her cheek, making noises as if to say "sooooffft..." as
she giggled. Looking towards her, Servine cleared her throat, giving Kirlia a swipe with the end of her tail,
seemingly telling her to "stand up!" as she looked at the staff around them, laughing embarrassed.


"Hey hey... Be nice..." Chris scolded, giving Servine a stern look. However... Seeing such a serious look on
his face while wearing something so fancy only caused Servine's heart to jump clear through her throat, the
love-struck Pokemon clutching her chest as she flushed, a strange new shyness taking her over as she started
swooning. "H... hey... Q... Quit with the looks..." Chris responded to her, looking away embarrassed. "My good
man, see what a little sprucing up can do? Not even a Pokemon can resist such a graceful appearance!" the
receptionist told him, suddenly popping out from behind his back. "G... Geez! Th... Thanks..." Chris responded,
jumping away as the man grinned. "This outfit is on the house! Please use it to your hearts content and enjoy
your time with us!" he told Chris, snapping his fingers causing the servants around them to bow. Waving at
them with a nervous laugh, they left the three alone, allowing him to slump into his chair with a groan as
he tugged at his collar. "Man... This is tasking..." he muttered. Sitting up and looking at the two, he gave
them both another rub on the head, the feeling of his gloves causing the both of them to let out a sigh while
swooning over the soft sensation. "W... Well... At least its making you two happy..." he chuckled, looking
over himself with a bit of sweat on his face. "I'm not used to this at all myself... I don't think I've ever
worn something that looked so expensive... Still, guess its not bad, huh girls?" he asked, winking at Servine
causing the already love-struck Pokemon to quickly turn away, letting out an awkward squeal as she covered
her face, Kirlia facing her with a bewildered expression.


"Oh yeah... You don't..." Chris muttered, suddenly picking up Kirlia. "Here... Feel what I'm wearing and try
to picture it in your mind..." he told her softly, holding her hand and guiding it along his body. "This is
the collar... The tie... I've got this fancy suit on... These are cufflinks... And the part you like so
much are the gloves..." he explained to her, keeping his hand over hers as she blushed brighter and brighter.
"Its a special outfit for a special occasion... I let them put it on me for you girls so we would fit in...
What do you think?" he asked, rubbing her hand along the suit. Facing up at him, Kirlia tilt her head in
silence for a moment, still trying to process a proper image of him in her mind. Feeling her way along his
collar and touching his face, Kirlia leaned her face towards his chest and sniffed at the calogne, letting
out a small sneeze. "Ha ha... Yeah... Its supposed to make you smell good... Usually for a girl when you take
one out on a date or something." he chuckled, suddenly blushing as he thought about his comment, the two
doing the same. Although they didn't fully understand the word date, something about the atmosphere helped
them click it into place in their minds, the both of them shyly smiling in response. Facing up, Kirlia said
"love you" once again, causing Chris to give her an embarrassed and wide eyed look as Servine puffed out her
cheeks in jealousy. "Y... Yeah... You too... Err... Both of you..." he responded, giving Servine a rub on
her head and pulling her up in his other arm. "There... See? Love for everyone!" he smiled, the two of them
frozen as he held them close, Servine under the charm of his new look and Kirlia seduced by the scent of his
calogne. "G... Geez... You two are out of it..." he laughed, causing them to blush and scowl embarrassed.


Setting Servine atop his shoulders and Kirlia in his lap, Chris started trying out some of the food for himself,
his eyes lighting up as he shuddered. "S... Sorry but... Damn that's GOOD..." he muttered, blushing from the
taste of the various cakes and pastas. Sharing it with the two, they sat enjoying themselves in peace, listening
to the soothing music and taking in the high class atmosphere. "We can't do this too often... But even so, I'm
glad I can do this kind of stuff for you two now and then. I really owe the old man..." he told the two, looking
at the ceiling with a smile. Picking up on his mood, Kirlia faced up and stood on his lap, suddenly turning and
giving him a hug. "E... Eh...?" Chris responded, looking down in surprise. Feeling Servine moving as well, she
suddenly wrapped herself around his neck, rubbing her cheek against his as the two of him faced him with smiles
on their faces. "Ha ha... Don't worry... Its all good..." he told them, rubbing them both under the chin. "He
really would have gotten a kick out of you two... I can't believe he left me with so much though... I had no
idea he had so much to his name. Plus... I have no idea what that receptionists deal was... He took one look at
the account and totally changed..." he told the two, looking back towards the entrance. "Oh well... Guess some
things you aren't really meant to know much about... You just have to appreciate what you've got in life and
not think too much about it sometimes..." he said with a smile, shaking his head. Facing the table, Chris began
eating once again, until suddenly...


"DARLING!!!" he heard a woman scream, causing him to shove a spoon in his throat and gag. Quickly pulling it
out, Chris clutched his throat while choking, Servine and Kirlia freaking out as they climbed off and onto
the table. "F... Fine..." he wheezed, looking around and noticing the crowd making a circle on the dance floor,
with many standing from their tables and walking over as well. "The heck...?" he muttered, clearing his throat
and standing as well. Picking up the two, Chris made his way towards the crowd, nudging his way through until
he was standing in front of them all. "GET UP!! Please get up!!" he heard a woman screaming, looking down to
see an elderly couple. Laying on the floor was the womans apparent husband, unresponsive as she shook him in
a state of anxiety. "Uh oh..." Chris muttered, going up to the two and looking the old man over, feeling his
throat where his pulse was. "...Heart attack." he thought aloud, the woman suddenly turning pale as she looked
at Chris. "DO SOMETHING!!!" she paniced, grabbing him and shaking Chris wildly, hurling Kirlia and Servine off
his shoulders. "I I I'm no no not a do do doctor!!!" he shouted, pulling away and holding the womans hands while
catching his breath. "B... But there might be something we can do... Anyone here know how to treat an attack like
this?" he asked, looking around as people faced one another and shook their heads. "Crap..." he muttered, looking
around then at the old man, feeling his hand as it began to grow cold. "Ahh... Uhh... Err..." he mumbled, cluthing
his head trying to think. As the woman began sobbing hysterically, Chris looked around at the Pokemon people had
brought in with them, suddenly going wide eyed and shooting up. "That's it!! I need an electric type!!" he shouted.
Suddenly, one of the waiters brought up an Emolga, asking what it could do to help. "Just watch..." Chris
responded, taking the Pokemon and setting it next to the old man.


"Alright! Kirlia, come over here!" he shouted, Kirlia jolting and rushing up next to him, running into his
side by accident. "Listen to me... Is there any way you can use a move called Heal Pulse...? I know you've
never used it before... But please, look deep down and see if you can understand... See if you can use the
ability..." he told her, putting a hand on her head. "We're gonna try and save a life... Can you do it?"
he asked. Unable to answer, Kirlia stood silently, facing the old mans direction as her horns began glowing.
Sensing his heart failing, Kirlia tried to piece together an understanding of his request as he started giving
the man compressions on the chest. "One... Two... Three... Four... Emolga, Shock Wave, low power!" he ordered,
the small Pokemon hopping on his chest and releasing its electricity in short bursts. "Good! One... Two... Three...
Four..." he repeated, having Emolga repeat the same move as well. "Kirlia, come on!" he shouted, getting a nod
in response as Kirlia shut her eyes tightly and held out her hands. H... Heal... He... Heal... Kirlia thought
to herself, repeating the word rapidly in her mind as her horns began to reveal a green aura around them.
Letting out a straining groan, the aura slowly spread around her body and hands. "Good girl!! Keep trying!!"
he shouted, going back into synch with his compressions and Emolga's shocks. "Hey lady! He needs air, come
hold his head and when I say blow, get busy!" he ordered, the mans wife quickly nodding and tilting his chin
up. "One... Two... Three... Four... Emolga!" he ordered, the Pokemon sending another shock through the old
man. "Now air!!" he told the woman, nodding and giving him a quick breath of air. Looking at Kirlia, she was
starting to shudder as she strained to make the ability work. "Come on... You can do it..." he encouraged,
Kirlia facing him with a nod as she gave herself a final push.


Suddenly, an aura of life finally burst from her body, rushing towards the old man followed by several more
bursts of energy. "Thats it!! Just keep that up while we do our thing!" he told her, getting back into his
rhythm. "One... Two... Three... Four... Shock wave!! ...Air!! One... Two... Three... Four..." he repeated
over and over. "Come on old man... I've seen one die on me..." he muttered, continuing to make the three work
together as he struggled to give more and more compressions. "Come on... Come on...!!" he muttered, watching
the mans color brighten and fade several times. "Kirlia, Emolga, when I say now, you two give him a strong
burst of your energy! it has to be at the same time, understand?!" he shouted, the two giving him a serious
nod. "Here we go... One... Two... Three... Four... NOW!!" he ordered, backing away and pulling the woman back
with him. Gritting their teeth and straining, Kilia and Emolga gave the old man a sudden burst of energy and
electricity at the same time, lighting up the ballroom for a brief moment before Chris ordered a sudden stop.
"Alright... Come on... Come on..." he muttered, getting back on the floor and listening to the old mans breath.
"Wake up... Wake up... Come on... Come oooooYEOWCH!!!!" he shouted as the old man suddenly let out a huge gasp
for air, shooting up and smacking his forehead painfully against Chris's cheek, sending him bouncing backwards
with a shout while clutching the side of his face, the old man rubbing his forehead with a groan. "Great scott...
What in heavens name?" he muttered, clutching his chest and letting out a cough, slight smoke coming from his
mouth. "D... Darling...?" the woman said, looking at him wide eyed and in disbelief as the crowd did the same,
eyes wide and jaws dropped, ignoring Chris as Servine and Kirlia helped him up, the side of his face turning
bright red from the impact. "Urgh... How many times in one day...?" he muttered, shaking his head.


Looking at the couple, Chris sat up with his legs crossed and grinned, letting out a chuckle and rubbing his
nose. "Well wadaya know... It actually worked..." he muttered, Servine and Kirlia facing up at him with looks
of amazement. "What the devil happened...? One moment its a jolly good time... The next I find myself on the
floor feeling as though I had been fried like dinner last night..." he grumbled, standing up weakly with
help from his wife. "D... Darling... I think you... Died..." his wife told him, still looking him over. "Me?!
Die?! Woman you must be getting mad in your old age!" the old man laughed, patting his wife on the back causing
her to flush red in anger, suddenly stomping him on the foot. "It is not a lie!! You were brought back to life
I'm telling you!!" she argued, being waved off as the old man held his foot with a grumble, looking in Chris's 
direction. "Personally its hard to believe, considering I'm fit as a fiddle and still in my prime..." he told
Chris, his wife crossing her arms and rolling her eyes behind him. "But... For some reason my wife actually
thinks I of all people suddenly left this world... And because of that I can't help but feel I may owe you
a great deal of debt... What is your name young fellow?" he asked, putting his hand on his chest and giving
Chris a slight bow. Standing up in a flash , Chris stood straight as a board and bowed nervously. "Ahh... Its
Ch... Chris... You don't owe me a thing though!!" he responded, quickly straightening up and waving his hands,
causing Servine and Kirlia to face up at him with looks of surprise, the mans wife looking at him in equal
astonishment. "Oh...? Well... Considering its hard to believe I needed rescuing anyways, I suppose that's how
it should..." he said with a pause as his wife smacked him upside the back of the head. "Nonesense!! I told
you what happened and this young man is not leaving without some type of repayment!!" she argued, the old man
tucking his head between his shoulders and poking his fingers together. "Mrrm... Y... Yes dear..." he responded.


Waslking up to Chris, the old man suddenly reached in his pocket and took out an old pocket watch, covered in
gold with an insignia of Arceus and Mew on the front surrounded by dozens of Unknown, giving it to Chris. "This
is my calling card so to say... Since you seemingly saved my life, take this with you and show it to any of this
regions finer establishments with the same insignia on the buiding and you will be taken care of free of charge,
as my PERSONAL guest... This is but one of the locations I own. I do hope this is enough." he told Chris, giving
him yet another slight bow as his wife walked up and held his arm, leaning against his side. "Don't worry young
man... Deep down he really is greatful and knows what you did for him... he's just a tad too prideful is all..."
she smiled, her husband scowling and looking away with a bit of sweat on his face, clearing his throat. "None of
that, DEAR..." he responded firmly, his wife scowling at him yet giving him a loving smile in the end nonetheless.
"Mr. Chris... What you've done here today is nothing short of a miracle... You saved a humans life using only your
own two hands and the mere abilities of the Pokemon around you... I've no idea where you came from, but you were
certainly raised and taught well... We thank you..." she told him, giving a bow of her own and starting to clap for
him. "O... Oh!! Th... that isn't necessary ma'am!! You don't have to do that for an ordinary guy like..." he told her,
suddenly pausing as the crowd around them began to applaud as well. Looking all around, Chris suddenly noticed
Servine and Kirlia clapping as well, the two of them bowing in respect causing him to smile and blush shyly, waving
at the crowd as the old man let out a grumble before sighing and clapping for Chris as well, showing a smile as the
rest in thanks.


"Ah... Ha ha... W... Wow..." Chris muttered, looking at the expensive pocket watch in his hand before waving at the
crowd once more, several coming up and giving him a pat on the shoulders and back as Kirlia and Servine climbed up
onto his shoulders, giving him proud hugs of their own. "By the way... My name is Angela..." the woman told Chris,
walking up and giving him a kiss on the cheek, causing him to jolt and flush brightly as Servine and Kirlia scowled
yet let it pass. "And this ignorant moose here with a heart of gold deep down is Arthur..." she giggled, pulling
her husband up to him. "H... Hey now, stop insulting me in public..." he muttered, his wife motioning with a glance
towards Chris for him to shake his hand. "...Yes yes, very well..." he muttered, holding out his hand. Nervously,
Chris shook it, standing straight and firm as if standing before a president. "P... Pleasure sir... Glad you're
alright... St... Still... You better go get looked at to be safe..." he said, Arthur sighing with a begrudging nod
as Angela nodded in agreement. "Thank you again young man... I do hope to see you again one day." she said with a
warm smile, pulling her husband along out of the restaurant as he trailed behind her like a child being forced to
see a dentist. Waving at the two, Chris stood in silence, unable to properly respond or react to the moment as the
crowd continued shaking his hands and giving him praise for his success, causing him to flop down into his chair
back at his table by the time they were done with their congratulations, letting out a sigh while looking at the
pocket watch in his hand once again.


"Arthur and Angela huh...? I wonder if the old man was like that with his wife... Arthur reminded me of him in a
way..." he chuckled, looking at the watch with a sudden smile. "I feel bad though... Taking this and being offered
so much for free... We'll have to keep this for special occasions only, got that you two? I don't want any of us
getting spoiled, and something like this shouldn't be abused... Agreed?" he told the two, Kirlia nodding with a
hand in the air, making a noise as if to say "agreed!" as Servine gave him a slight scowl, looking away a bit
disappointed yet letting out a sigh and nodding as well, putting her hand up in agreement in the end. "Good...
Seeing eye to eye will make it all the easier." he chuckled, rubbing them on the head. "Now... Lets enjoy the rest
of our time here, shall we?" he told the two, putting up his hand and ordering more food and drinks for them, the
same waiter as before serving them once more, this time giving Chris the utmost respect. "So sorry for the harsh
treatment upon your arrival. I do hope you don't hold it against me and our receptionist." he told Chris with a
bow. "N... Not at all! It was my fault for coming in looking so raggedy! You guys don't have those stars and this
kind of atmosphere for nothing!" he laughed nervously, the waiter thanking him before leaving with his order.


"Man... Was all that stuff I did really THAt spectacular?" he laughed nervously, scratching his cheek with a blush
from the sudden nice treatment from so many fancy people. Facing one another with "is he serious?" expressions,
Servine and Kirlia faced up at Chris and let out a sigh together, the both of them looking at him with loving
smiles, the both of them wishing he would think more highly of himself... Yet unable to resist admiring his sense
of humility even when treated so luxuriously...