Oshawott was doing his regular morning errands at the grocery store a regular Friday morning. The town of Pokeville was rushing and bustling as always, and its Pokémon citizens were, as always, rushing and running to get to work on time or do whatever they were forced to every single day until they worked their way out of it. Like always, Oshawott spent a few dollars on a lottery ticket on his way out. And, once again, he promised his two best friends that if he were to win, they would split the money. Wherever they were, they also bought lottery tickets themselves, in low hopes of winning.

Tepig, stuck in traffic a few miles away, was holding his ticket in his hand, hoping he would be able to escape the stressful life he had. For twenty minutes he stayed frozen in his car, and began to read a magazine and chew some gum, as was his laidback nature.

Snivy, meanwhile, was already in his office building, typing at his computer in his cubicle. "Stupid boss, stupid workplace, stupid salary…" He grumbled to himself, as he did all the time. "Stupid coworkers, stupid rut, stupid dead-end job, stupid life…" He thought to himself about how he was way too good for the office cubicle and too good for his coworkers and boss. He stared with longing at a lottery ticket he had purchased from a machine earlier. He hoped that at least one of his friends would win one of these days so they could all get away from their mediocre lives… of course, he would get the biggest mansion.

Oshawott was driving to his office building, keeping his window open and peering out of it, as he always did. As he saw female Pokemon pass on foot down the sidewalk, he stared lustfully at them, like he always did. As an Unfezant that looked to be about his age passed by, he began to drool over her and stared at her… chest. His eyes pupils soon turned to hearts, but his moment of perverted bliss was interrupted by a loud honk.

A Krookodile was inside the vehicle behind him. "Hey, perv! Move it already!"

Oshawott muttered a profanity and pressed on. After another fifteen minutes, he reached his office building and stepped in, being greeted by nothing but his morning mug of coffee and a few memos he had left for himself. As he did every freaking weekday of his life, he pulled up the e-news he had sent to his e-mail account. "Let's see now…" He muttered. "Justin Bidoof's girlfriend is pregnant; Barboach Obama is still ruining our country; Charlie Shedinja is still on drugs… what else is new?" He suddenly saw something that caught his interest. "The prize for winning the lottery… one gazillion dollars? I guess Barboach Obama hasn't completely ruined us yet." He looked to his lottery ticket. He smirked. Of course, he did not think he was going to win, but still, there was some hope.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when his biggest crush of all, Lilligant, passed by his cubicle. "Hi, Oshawott." She murmured, obviously still half-asleep.

Oshawott's tail suddenly arose. "Hey, Lilligant. You look… nice today."

Lilligant nodded. "You too, dude." She walked on to her office space.

Oshawott blushed immediately after she left. He then went into one of his signature love-induced trances and completely zoned out from work.

He was taken up by Snivy's cocky voice. "Come on, lover boy. It's time for our lunch break, AKA our only relaxing time of the day."

"…It's lunch already?" Oshawott doubted, scoffing.

"You've been in that trance for five straight hours, you idiot." Snivy scoffed back. "Come on, we should get there before Tepig gulps up the last of the food."

Oshawott chuckled and shook his head. "The only time I've ever seen that guy run was when it was time for lunch…"

Tepig was indeed already in the lunchroom, snacking on a tray that even ten men could not finish.

Snivy and Oshawott sat down beside him, with their relatively puny trays.

Snivy rolled his eyes. "No wonder you're so freaking fat. You eat a mammoth lunch every single day."

Tepig shrugged. "It doesn't matter what other people think, man. As long as I like myself and my life, I'm okay." He laid back and let out a loud belch.

Oshawott shrugged. "Good luck attracting a girlfriend, dude."

Snivy smirked. "Speaking of girlfriends…" He pointed to Lilligant, who was sitting with a few of her other friends.

She looked up and waved back at Snivy.

Snivy chuckled. "Hey there, sexy."

Oshawott gasped and slapped Snivy's knee. "Dude. Are you kidding me? I've liked her since high school."

Snivy shook his head. "As if I would ever go for Lilly. She's some sort of tomboy punk rock daredevil. I want a girl that'll admit I'm better than her, and let me push her around."

Oshawott rolled his eyes. "Your ego is bigger than Tepig's appetite."

Tepig stared at them blankly. He had never had one girlfriend, unless you counted when he and a Miltank made out behind the dumpster in third grade. "Meh. Lilligant's pretty sweet. I think you should go for her, Oshy."

Oshawott blushed. "As if I'll ever work up the courage to ask her out. I'm a total coward."

"Yes." Snivy snickered. "Yes, you are."

Oshawott glared back at him.

After the lunch break terminated, the three plodded through their work, but, of course, they never got much done. Oshawott distracted by Lilligant; Tepig just goofing off in his office; and Snivy ranting about how superior he is to the office building.

When Oshawott arrived home after that day, he was chatting to his two friends on the phone. "No, Tepig…" He answered. "I don't think one Pokemon can eat an entire turkey in five seconds. …What? You just did it? Of course, only you could do that. What do you mean that sounds like something Snivy would say?" He sighed deeply. "I'm going to go watch the news. Talk to you later."

Of course, Oshawott wasn't about to watch the "news" part of the news. That's what the Internet was for. Every day, he tuned in to only thirty seconds of the program: the winning lottery numbers.

Tepig and Snivy were also attentively watching the news at their homes.

Tepig looked intently at his ticket.

"The winning lottery numbers are…" The dull, elderly news anchor began. "7…"

Tepig sighed deeply. Out on only the first number. As his nature, he threw the ticket to the side, and began to take a nap to get over his losing ticket.

"7…"

Both Snivy and Oshawott smirked, having two of the six numbers on their cards.

"1…"

Snivy yelled a profanity and broke his ticket across his knee, having lost yet again. "Stupid lottery people. Don't know a good card when they see it."

Oshawott was still in the running, harboring a flare of confidence.

"4…"

Oshawott looked back at his ticket and couldn't believe he only needed two more numbers to have his life changed. He had only made it this far a few times before.

"4…"

Oshawott's heart skipped a beat. He had never made it to five numbers before. If only the reporter would announce a 9…

The news anchor sifted through his index cards. "And, um… 9."

What happened next is described by some of Oshawott's neighbors to be one of the loudest and wildest things they had ever heard. It involved throwing a lamp out the window, smashing a vase in half, and breaking the very television that had given the news of his fortune.

He immediately called Snivy and Tepig to inform the two of what had happened.

Snivy picked up the phone with bitter disgust that he had not won. "What do you want now, Oshawott?" He listened to Oshawott's terrific announcement and beamed. "Looks like you're good for something, Oshawott!" He complimented. "By tomorrow, I'll finally have the life someone of my quality deserves."

Tepig also answered Oshawott's call and was informed of his winning lottery ticket. He sighed deeply and sat back. "And they said I would never get anywhere by slacking and letting other people do stuff for me. What do they know?"

Oshawott smirked. "You know, I think we should wait until Monday to start our new lives… there are a few things I have to settle first."

That following weekend, the trio rested assured that they no longer had any responsibilities nor needed really anything more than what they already had.

They repeated their usual morning routine the same way as always, not showing anything more than smug looks—especially from Snivy—about their new condition.

As they passed by the hallway on the way to their boss' office, they noticed Lilligant staring at them.

"What're you three so happy about today?" She sighed tragically. "It's Monday morning; the worst time of the entire week."

Oshawott winked rather awkwardly at her. "I guess we found happiness."

The three then proceeded to approach the secretary outside the boss' office.

The secretary folded her arms. She was a rather ancient looking Dragonite, staring at them as if expecting something. "Do you have an appointment?"

Snivy smirked and took some cash out of Oshawott's pocket. "No, we don't… but Benjamin Frillish does." He handed her a crisp hundred-dollar bill and folded his own arms, waiting for something, as she had.

The secretary blushed. "Uh, yes." She tucked the dollar bill into her pocket. "Go right ahead."

The three entered the office of the elderly, wrinkled Arceus.

The boss was looking at something on his laptop and had his right hand under his desk. He was moaning pleasurably.

The trio's eyes widened.

The Arceus looked up and gasped. He shut his laptop and threw it out the window, completely shattering the glass.

Tepig was the first to speak up. "Uh, sir…"

Arceus cleared his throat. "What are you employees doing in my office? I'm pretty sure I didn't make an appointment with you. I can fire you, you know."

Oshawott gave a sinister chuckle to the side. "No need, sir. We quit."

Arceus gasped. "Who quits at this time? It's not like jobs are easy to come by."

Snivy scoffed. "Jobs. We don't need those things anymore."

"…I think you guys have officially lost your minds." Arceus concluded.

Oshawott pulled out the winning lottery ticket. "See this?"

Arceus nodded.

He pulled out the check for the gazillion dollars.

Arceus sighed in amazement. "You nutjobs won the lottery? Life can really be unfair sometimes."

Tepig nodded in agreement. "Oh, and, dude, there's one thing I've always wanted to do." He shoved Arceus out of the leather chair and sat down in it. He stayed stationary for about fifteen seconds. "…So that's what authority and accomplishment feels like. Never felt that before."

Arceus rolled his eyes. "See you, guys. I hope you all see how nice it is to not have to work for a living."

The three nodded and promptly exited the office. They were met with several glances and stares.

Lilligant smirked. "Righteous, guys. The others and I were watching everything from the window. It was so cool how you just stood up to him and quit your jobs. Finally won that lottery, eh?"

Oshawott nodded, love-struck. "Mm-hmm… pretty sweet. I bought the grand mansion over in the hills earlier this morning."

"Cool." Lilligant responded flirtatiously.

Oshawott began to cringe in pleasure.

Snivy rolled his eyes. "Come on, lover boy." He yanked Oshawott away by the ears and carried him all the way to their new mansion.

The three looked in awe at the golden mansion, tall glass windows and a beautiful, engraved front door.

Tepig gasped. "I can't wait to trash this place…"

"I can't wait to brag to all the little people about this." Snivy scoffed.

Oshawott simply nodded in agreement with the pair. He took out a solid gold key and opened up the lock in the center of the large door and motioned for Tepig and Snivy to step in before him. The two did so, leaving Oshawott to enter the complex afterwards.

Tepig immediately threw himself onto a green, expensive-looking couch in the center of the foyer. "Ahhhh…" He sighed, relaxed. He picked up a TV remote and switched on a high-definition, plasma screen television that was sitting on a wooden table across from him.

Snivy sighed deeply and rolled his eyes. "Tepig in his natural environment."

Tepig shrugged and nodded.

Oshawott set his luggage down behind Tepig and sighed deeply. "Well, we did it. We're finally here. Everything's good and awesome now."

Snivy folded his arms. "Yeah, but there's only one issue. What the hell do we do now?"

Oshawott shrugged. "This is a big mansion. We could find something to do."

And after that one statement, the trio began to look around every room and closet of the entire home, claiming their bedrooms and other rooms for themselves. After only about fourteen days, they had used up every single thing they had for enjoyment and found themselves utterly bored. Oshawott had used his cash to date sixteen girls, Snivy had used his brag to his other friends, and Tepig had continued to laze around as usual.

Oshawott was sitting on the couch with his current girlfriend, simply staring at her.

"So…" The Gothorita cooed. "What do you want to do know, Oshy?"

Oshawott giggled. "I want to do y—" He was interrupted by the ring of his phone; the song "Squirt in My Mouth" by Poke Island.

The voice of Lilligant came over the line. "Hey, Oshawott." She greeted. "I got off work early today… really early. I'm coming over to see you guys' mansion. It's going to be pretty sweet, I bet. Be over in about fifteen minutes."

Oshawott nodded dreamingly. "Yes, ma'am…" He agreed. "See you then…" He hung up and mumbled to himself, "K… got fifteen minutes to tell Gothorita I'm breaking up with her."

He met Gothorita on the same couch and sighed deeply. "Gothorita—"

"You're breaking up with me, aren't you?" Gothorita demanded.

"…Yeah, pretty much." Oshawott admitted. "I take it you're okay with it?"

Gothorita shrugged. "I like your narcissistic friend more, anyway."

Oshawott rolled his eyes and facepalmed.

"Yo, Snivy!" Gothorita called and went to look for Snivy.

Oshawott exhaled. "Okay… Lilligant's coming. I had no idea and I'm unprepared, but I won't panic. It's all okay…" He used a rag to polish his horns and shell.

Tepig, still lying on that couch across from the television, chuckled. "Lilligant's coming over, man? I gave her the address a few days back. She said she'd be over to see us when she could. I guess she can now, man…"

Oshawott nodded. "It'll be good to see her again."

A chime was heard.

"It's her!" Oshawott exclaimed and ran to the door. He cracked it open and invited Lilligant inside.

Lilligant stepped in and looked around the scene. "Pretty nice set-up you have here. Kind of like, fancy, but not too fancy." She looked to Tepig. "He's really helping the whole non-fancy thing."

Tepig was snoring away, covered in pizza crusts and old cupcake wrappers.

"So… what brings you here, Lilly?" Oshawott inquired smoothly.

Lilligant folded her arms and looked up inspirationally. "My dream, of course. Ever since you guys quit your jobs, it's been a huge inspiration to me."

"So…" Oshawott muttered. "You quit, too?"

Lilligant nodded her head proudly. "I've always wanted to be a writer, Oshawott. Magazines, newspapers, books, whatever. Writing is my passion. You should see the times I've stayed up past midnight, listening to rock music and writing novels."

Oshawott blushed. "And you realized working at the office wasn't getting you any closer to that?"

Lilligant nodded once again. "Plus, I hated that boss and my cubicle neighbor, Zigzagoon, with a passion… maybe bigger than the one I have for writing, y'know?"

"So, to help my writing, I decided to move down the road after I saw what beautiful scenery there was here." Lilligant continued. "A friend of mine let me move in with them."

Oshawott's eyes arose. "A friend of yours? Is he hot?"

Lilligant looked to the side awkwardly. "I guess she's kind of cute."

Oshawott's face turned brighter than Tepig's. "Oh… that's… nice."

Lilligant nodded slower than she had earlier and scratched her back. "Well… I guess I'll catch you later, neighbor." She quietly let herself out and drove back to her new home.

Oshawott stared after her and facepalmed. "Stupid, stupid, stupid…"

Tepig suddenly woke with a start. "Oshawott! Did you blow it, dude? That's not what she said."

Oshawott moaned and nodded. "Everything was going great, until I asked if her roommate was hot. It's like if she got jealous because I'm living with you and Snivy."

"Well, look on the bright side, dude." Tepig reminded. "We got the rest of our lives to work toward what we want. No more work, no more nothing. We're set for life. You'll get a billion more chances to Lilligant, man."

Oshawott nodded. "Yeah… she'll have forgotten about it before I know it. Thanks, Tepig."

Tepig winked. "No biggie, dude."

Oshawott threw himself on the couch and sighed deeply. "Well, it looks like we're going to be here for the rest of our lives. Working toward whatever we want… without really working. This is the life."

Snivy and Gothorita came out of the kitchen, kiss marks on both of their faces.

"Yeah…" Snivy said hazily. "The rest of our lives…"

And from that day, the trio decided to work towards what goals they still had and help each other… only when they wanted to, of course.