The following Fanfiction was inspired by Wong Fu Productions' recent series called 'Up In Da Club'. Check it out, it's hilarious.

A/N; Oi, it's me. Yup. I'm on a summer quest to write as much as I can. Expect nearly daily updates. I want to get caught up during summer before I head out to college and you guys get practically NO updates.

Lots of implied pairings here, but only one that really is important to the plot is CommonerShipping. Even the CommonerShipping here is super minor O.o

Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer: If I owned Pokemon, I would have been very buisness-savvy at a young age. But instead, I was playing with Legos.

In case you didn't already know, Diamond did not enjoy running.

He was not athletic like his good friends Red or Green, whom could run from Twinleaf Town to Eterna City without a problem.

Of course, there WERE times when he did run.

Like when flocks of Starly would fly down and attack his head for breadcrumbs.

Or when Poochyena would chase him for the sausages in his pocket.

However, in this case the thing at risk was not his pants nor his hairdo.

But his dignity.

He raced through Viridian Forest, intense cramps developing in his stomach. 'Prolly wasn't a good idea to eat first.. Dia thought regretfully.

When he reached Pallet Town and his face was drenched in his perspiration, he caught sight of his destination.

You see, every year on the EXACT same day, Professor Oak hosted a reunion among the Pokedex holders. It was a day to remember the day he had given a Pokedex to Red, thus creating a leauge of talented youngsters.

Now,however, they weren't so young. The youngest of the holders was twenty, for crying out loud. It was the Fourteenth Reunion they've ever hosted.

The party was long done, but afterwards the 'Dex holders would hang around Kanto while they waited for their ferry or airplane to arrive.

Anyway, Diamond found what he was looking for. Professor Oak's Lab. The main hang-out of the male Pokedex Holders.

How lucky am I! he thought excitedly as he ran towards the open door. It always took Diamond FOREVER to open the door. At this point, he had no time to fumble with locks.

He was so close to the lab, he could reach out and touch it! He prepared to charge into the room. To feel air conditioning wash over him. To be able to sit down. To be able to solve all of his-

BAM!

He was on the ground. Ohhh.. Now he remembered.. Sliding Glass Door. Not a regular one..

Said door was opened by a certain crabby Professor-In-Training, who snapped "For Mew's Sake, Dia! Can you watch where you're going?"

Dia stumbled to his feet, shamefully muttered an apology and entered the lab with his gaze dropped.

The five in the room were vaguely aware of Diamond's presence, but they were focused on more important matters than a great clumsy fool such as himself.

Good Ol' Green was in the farthest corner, working on a fat stack of paperwork. He had aged underwhelmingly. Although in his late twenties, there was almost no difference between 'Now' Green and 'Sixteen-Year-Old' Green. Well, except for the facial hair.

Red was quiet at a table that Diamond imagined could be used for dining, but it was covered in various Pokeballs and paperwork. When Red caught Diamond looking at him, he cast a weak smile in his direction. He had been awfully tired lately, what with all of his becoming 'independent' and 'getting a place for his own' which Dia never understood. If he was allowed, he would certainly still live with his Mother.

Then of course there was Gold. Gold had become seemingly lazier in his adulthood. At that period of time, he was sitting on the couch playing one of his video games, like a ten-year-old. Many described Gold as 'handsome', which was another concept that Dia failed to grasp. In his opinion, handsome meant clean-cut and charming, not rugged and impolite.

For some strange reason, Black was still in Kanto. White had gone back to Unova at least three days ago, and ever since Black and White had started to go out, they had practically been attatched at the hip for MONTHS. Dia shrugged off the thought.

Last but not least was Ruby. In Diamond's opinion, Ruby was the nicest out of all of them. Ruby rarely teased Dia like everybody else did, and often complimented him on his cooking abilities. However, Ruby was a very sarcastic person. Dia didn't think Ruby was being sarcastic. At least, he hoped not.

"What's up, Gluton?" Gold asks, barely looking up from his glowing screen.

"Wha-?" Dia begins, entirely forgetting why he was there. Must've hit my head pretty hard on the glass door... he thought, embarassed.

"Dude, you were running like, fast." laughs Gold. "What were 'ya doing? Chasing a doughnut or something?"

It hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Oh! I remember!" cries Diamond, almost triumphant. His expression quickly morphed from victorious and proud to terrified and panicked so fast it caused a faint giggle from Red.

"I need help!" he yelped.

"Listen," began Black, ",we can't be helping you out ALL the time. Honestly, I'm sure Pearl can help you or something."

"But, you don't understand!" Dia said defensively, throwing his arms around frantically.

"Hey!" calls out Green. "Calm down before you-"

Diamond's hand knocked against a nearby beaker, which promptly hit the floor. A hot pink fluid leaked out, bubbling about on the tile flooring below.

"-break something..." mutters Green, rubbing his temples as Dia rushed to clean up his mess.

After some instruction from Ruby and a few paper towel sheets, the bizarre liquid was off the floor.

"You were saying?" Red says, only to regret it immediately.

"Platina wants to go clubbing!" blurts out Diamond, hands still flying about.

Then begins the silence.

Diamond was leaving Viridian City's Pokemon Center when all of a sudden he hears a voice behind him.

"Diamond!" he snaps his head around at the familiar, sweet voice.

It's Platinum Berlitz. The girl that Dia had had a crush on since he was eleven years old, and his fondness for her grew stronger each day.

Every time he spoke to her (with this occasion being no difference) butterflies filled his stomach, that could not be compared to even the sweetest cakes or the spiciest soups.

"So, have you heard of that new nightclub here?" she asks, merely a common courtesy since aforementioned nightclub was literally less than a football field away from where they were standing.

"Of course." says Diamond. To Pearl, he would of just said 'Yeah.' but when he was around Miss Berlitz, he tried to sound as smart as possible.

"I was wondering if you might want to come with me. You know, me and a few of my friends."

Platina went on to explain how said friends were important, how they met etc. However, Dia was paying no attention whatsoever.

The fact that quite possibly the prettiest, smartest and wealthiest girl in all of Sinnoh had just asked him-plain Diamond- to go to a special occasion together blew his mind.

Platina giggled at Dia's gaping mouth and stare of disbelief.

"I take that as a yes, then?"

Dia regained his composure, cleared his throat and said,

"Why, I would be delighted."

The silver and gold-eyed girl smiled at her close friend and said, "Okay, then. I'll meet you there at Nine o' clock tonight?"

He nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes."

"Bye, Dia!" she called over her shoulder as she went towards the Poke Mart.

Diamond spent a few minutes swooning and grinning, only to be filled with terror moments later when he realized what he had agreed to.

"Moron." says Gold. "Honestly. I tune out sometimes, but you didn't catch the whole idea that you've NEVER BEEN CLUBBING BEFORE?"

Diamond shrunk. "W-well.." he stammers. "I have the idea of how to club, I-i guess.."

Red shakes his head sadly, looking upon Diamond how a citizen would look upon a prisoner being escorted to the gallows.

"Wait!" Diamond cries, his eyes lighting up. "You guys have been to a nightclub before, right?"

Diamond assumes the following silence was a proud one. A boastful silence.

Little did he know it was an uncomfortable silence.

An uncomfortable gap in time for his seniors (and Black) to reminisce their recent experiences clubbing.

"We could teach you." says Gold. "I mean, I don't know about these guys-" he pauses to gesture at Black, Red, Green and Ruby. "-but I'm practically a nightclub PROFESSIONAL."

Diamond grew nervous. From what he had seen, Gold was often beat up by women for his flirtatious nature. But hey, somehow Gold had bagged Crystal. He must be doing SOMETHING right.. he though reasonably.

"Then it's settled." impatiently says Green. "We share our knowledge in exchange for some peace and quiet in here. You can use the back room over there for your 'lessons'."

Diamond grins, all uneasiness gone. He was confident that his friends could teach him how to make Platina fall for him!

Little did he know that his friends-whom he believed in so much- knew just as much about nightclubs as Diamond did.

Oh, poor Diamond.

A/N; I know what you're thinking. "OMFG NO WAI A NIGHTCLUB THEMED FIC I SMELL MATURE THEMESSS I MUST ALERT MY MOTHER IMMEDIATELY" but no not really.

The most 'mature' I will get in this a few alcohol references. No major scenes or anything. The few times I explain Dia's actual experience will be very vague, nothing too specific.

The series will mainly revolve around Dia's 'lessons' on how to club properly.

R&R Quadruple-Please with Gummy Bears on Top ?

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