So Wolflyn and I decided to start a prompt exchange thing, and the results amused us, so we hope they amuse you too. We will be cross-posting to AO3 once we figure out the co-author system, but for now here are my half of them. I strongly recommend checking out Wolflyn's as well, because they are brilliant. Enjoy!

The E4 are setting up for the yearly XMas party, but someone is determined to be a Grinch.

Phoebe stared at the devastation surrounding them and let out a low whistle.

"Well, at least we know he's going to be a terror on the battlefield."

Glacia's look spoke volumes, and Steven pinched the bridge of his nose with a muffled sigh. Phoebe felt a twinge of sympathy for him; having to attend a party for the rich and famous of Hoenn was bad enough, let alone host it. The festive decorations lay in tatters, and the room looked like a herd of Tauros had come to play. Drake shook his head, and looked at Sidney.

"I suppose you have an explanation, lad."

Sidney's face was flushed with annoyance and indignation, and probably exertion at keeping the snarling bundle of black fur in his arms away from the remains of the party. "I don't know what got into him," he growled. "He loves parties! There are always so many new people to mess with - I mean meet," he corrected hastily.

Glacia glared at him, so Phoebe decided to jump in. Unlike Glacia, she was almost as fond of the little Zorua as Sidney was. "Maybe he just doesn't like Christmas?"

"But he likes parties, food, and presents!" Sidney exploded. "I don't get it!"

"Maybe he hasn't been getting the training he needs," Glacia muttered.

Sidney glared daggers at her. "He only hatched a month ago! I'd like to see you do any better."

"Perhaps you could tell us exactly what you were doing when he lost his temper," Steven suggested wearily.

Sidney shot a final glare at Glacia, but visibly controlled his temper before turning to their boss. "We weren't doing anything," he insisted. "I was just going to hang up more decorations, and he went mad!"

"Which decorations?"

Sidney scrunched his face up. "I think it was the fairy lights - Gah!"

Any doubts were erased as Zorua launched himself from Sidney's arms and turned himself into a passable imitation of Steven's Metagross. Sidney gaped at him. "Seriously?"

Zorua made a noise that Metagross had certainly never made and launched itself in the direction of the remaining decorations. Sidney yelped and scrambled after him, Steven close on his heels. Phoebe just glanced at Glacia.

"Looks like he's been taught his type weaknesses," she said seriously. "He really is going to be a terror."

Glacia threw her a disgusted look and stalked from the room. Drake shook his head, moustache twitching suspiciously, and headed for the miraculously untouched bar. Phoebe joined him, and settled back to watch the show.