A/N: Sorry, you guys! I totally forgot to put the disclaimer here. Hope you enjoy this one hell of a story! My cousin and I came up with this story, so give some credit to her. I'm sorry if there's some mistakes, I didn't bother double-checking it like usual. -
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN POKEMON.
One day Paul and Dawn got into a huge fight.
"Ugh! You're such a fuckin' bastard, Paul!" she threw a plate at his face, but he dodged it just in time.
Paul growled and hid his face with his hands. "You're a bitch yourself!"
She held her fist tightly and tears were rolling down her cheeks. "I can't believe you cheated on me!"
" But I just hugged her! What the hell's wrong with that, Dawn?" Paul sighed and shook his head.
Their son, Danny, their five-year old child curiously peeked at what the commotion was all about about. He whimpered at the sight of his parents throwing objects and screaming words he never knew.
"What does bitch and bastard mean?" Danny tilted his head innocently.
Both parents looked at each other with widened eyes. They panicked and whispered to each other. They didn't want to be a bad role model for their children especially in front of a toddler.
"Your father just called me a lady, that's all." She chuckled uneasily.
Paul nodded," And your mother called me a gentleman, son."
Their little boy understood what they meant and left their parents relieved.
~The next day~
"Oh, Paul! Do it faster!"
Danny was watching his favorite cartoon show while licking his chocolate ice cream until he heard muffled voices from his parents room. Small noises that involved 'oooh' and 'aaahs'.
He decided to ignore it, and continued watching the television at higher volume.
"Touch my titties!"
Danny wondered what her mother meant, but payed no attention once again.
"Suck my dick!"
The little boy decided to take action, frustrated for not being able to concentrate on his own business. Danny wanted to take matters into his own hands, so he went to the door just outside their room.
He could still hear the weird voices inside the room, louder than where he was. Danny didn't bother to knock on the door, but just turned the doorknob to see both of his parents covered by the bed-sheet.
"Dad, Ma. What are you doing? I can't watch the pikachu show!" he stamped his foot loudly, enough for the two to catch his attention.
Paul and Dawn quickly covered themselves with the sheet on the bed.
"I thought you locked the door, Paul!" Dawn hissed in his ear.
Paul glared at her and retorted, "No, I though you did!"
Danny looked at them with nonchalant expression. "What were you two mumbling all about? What does dick and titties mean?"
Both parents didn't know what to say.
"Honey, titties means hats and dick means coats.."
Paul groaned in agreement.
"Oooooh! Okay!" Danny had an 'o' shaped formed in his mouth, and closed the door behind him.
"Sooo, wanna continue?" Paul snaked his arm in Dawn's, dragging her closer to him.
Dawn giggled like mad and accepted.
They both did it again ,and continued where they left off.
~The day after that~
~Thanksgiving~
It was Thanksgiving, a holiday full of warmth and a reminder to Sinnoh's ancient past. Their relatives are coming over, and they are all preparing for the feast. The foods are almost finished, and everybody is almost ready.
Danny was running across the hall, looking for his dad. "Dad are you ready now?"
Paul was in the bathroom, shaving himself in front of the mirror. "No. Go wait downstairs for a bit." He shaved again and stopped to wince at the pain. There was a small line marked on his cheekbone."Shit. I cut myself, dammit."
Unknown by the unfamiliar words, he did what any kid would do. Ask. "What does shit mean?"
Surprised that his son was still there, he said it was a brand shaving cream he was using.
"Shit. That's a great name!" Danny grinned and ran downstairs to where his mom was at.
Paul shook his head and touched the cut. "I hope he forgets that sooner or later."
And that was a lie.
"Mom! Are you done yet?" Danny asked the same question he did before.
Danny watched as his mom was preparing the turkey, and cutting some vegetables. "Not yet, Danny. Please wait a little bit longer, sweetie."
The little boy huffed, his eyes locked at his mom's fine cut carrots.
"Oh, fuck. I accidentally did it again." She grabbed a band-aid out of the nearest shelf to wrap her bloody finger.
As always, he interrogated. "What does fuck mean?"
"Uh, it means ... stuffing the turkey!" Dawn sweat-dropped at her own response.
Danny blinked twice.
Then the door bell rang. The kid answered the door to his relatives and said,"Alright you bitches and bastards, put your dicks and titties in the closet, my dad is upstairs wiping the shit off his face, and my mom is in the kitchen fucking the turkey!"
Okay, that's it.
I have high hopes that you guys loved it, huh?
criticism, compliments, and reviews are always welcome!
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