*Hello, I'm going to starting writing fics mostly to express myself and work on my grammar and writing so constructive criticism is wanted. I'll be doing some one-shots like this one until I reveal my fic I'm working on*
Musharna & Hypno's House
"Honey, I'm home!" Hypno exclaimed as he walked into his cave like home.
The large yellow bi-pedal Pokémon scratched its large protruding nose as he looked to the back of his floating wife, a pink and purple tinted tapir like Pokémon, a Musharna.
"I said, honey, I'm home," he said spreading his arms out like he was ready to receive a hug.
"Your late," she replied with a tone of disgust, she not moving a muscle.
Hypno's mouth fell open as she continued over a makeshift stove, herbs and spices floating around her in a soft purple glow under the control of you psionic powers.
"Not this again!" he yelled throwing his arms up in anger.
"Do not yell! You will wake up the kids," she said quickly flipping around "and do not start with me, I've had a bad day," she yelled ignoring her own request.
"You! Had a bad day?" Hypno said marching toward his wife "I've been the one eating dreams all day!"
"Do you know how far it takes to get to a city with enough people since we moved here to be closer to YOUR mom?"
"Oh so now it's my fault"
"Well it sure wasn't my idea!"
"Mom, dad, what's going on?" a small drowzee said walking out from the hall, rubbing its sleepy eyes.
"You see, you woke up one of the kids," Musharna said shooting an evil eye at her husband.
She floated to her son, "It's ok, me and your DAD were just acting, " she said patting his head.
"Yes your mom was the female snubull," he said slyly.
Musharna turned beet red.
"Were you mom," the young Hypno asked.
Musharna bit her tongue, "Yes…yes honey, and now go back to bed."
"But I'm not sleepy," he whined.
"Son look at me," Hypno said as he appeared in front of his son, his pendulum swinging.
His son collapsed onto the floor asleep in a tangled heap.
Musharna gasped "I said no hypnosis on the kids!" she said angrily peering at her husband.
Hypno yawned, "When's dinner?"
"Dinner….dinner? Musharna angrily let out as she puffed up and floated toward her husband.
"I'll give you dinner! Female snubll style!"
Musharna eyed turned purple as any loose item in the house began to have a soft purple glow.
"Now honey," Hypno said as he slowly backed up.
"RWAAAAR!" Murasha let out.
The items began the cyclone around the house, vegetables, herbs, tables and rocks. The items battered her husband sending him into the nearby wall.
"I'm the rap snubull nightmare!" she screamed as a pink smoke from a hole in her head was sucked into the cyclone of energy filling the room.
Her son's nightmares began to fill the room, seemingly alive. Dark faceless creatures with piercing red eyes, long dark black claws for hands and no feet. The creatures looked at her husband in unison and dashed toward him. They slipped through his body, into his ears and into his mind. The cyclone began to increase in force, a table crashing through the wall. A white flash filled the room and the items dropped onto the ground. Hypno lay frozen on the ground, its eyes pure white. Mursraha telekinetically lifted a shovel off the ground and dug a hole. She headbutted her husband's body into the hole and quickly filled it.
"Oomph," her son said waking up.
"Honey our you alright?" Musharna gently said floating to her son.
"Yes uh…what happened?"
"Your dad left honeypot," she said in a monotone voice.
"That's the third dad that left, was it because I woke up?" he asked innocently.
"No honey, he wasn't right for us. Now go clean up and invite that Hypno from the market for dinner, he seemed nice didn't he?"
"Yes mama, is he going to be our new dad?"
"Let's hope so little one, let's hope so."