Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon blahblahblah.
"Could I get you some coffee? Or maybe tea?" Delia asked her guest, Professor Oak.
"Some coffee would be nice. Cream, no sugar?" (Author: Just like me!)
"No problem." She started warming up the already warm water.
"Is vanilla okay?"
"Yes, vanilla's fine. Thank you. But you know, I'd be more than willing to hel-"
"I know! But you're my guest! Relax a bit, you do too much work!"
"So do you, alone in this house."
"I'm not alone, I have Mimie with me!" (Mimey?)
"Miii!" (Ok, Mr. Mime saying, well, "Mr. Mime" is really stupid, so I'm gonna use "Mî" [M-eye] or "Meee" instead)
"So you do. I almost forgot."
She seemed to not have heard him. Did she? I dunno. I'm just a narrator.
"Coffee's done, here you go!"
"Thank you very much."
"Mimie, could you water the garden for me, please?"
"Miiii!" He (She?) went outside.
"It's nice to be with no one but each other once in a while."
"Uh huh." Oak took a sip of the coffee. "Hot..." He muttered under his breath.
"You're a sweet girl. I'm glad I found you."
"I'm glad you found me too."
"Sometimes I think...I love you."
"Yes, I know."
"But we're about fifteen years apart."
"It doesn't matter if you're mature."
"Delia?"
"Yes?"
"You always know what to say." He got up and kissed her on her forehead.
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Sorry that was most likely complete, utter crap. I still hope it's okay, though.