Bite me if you not like the oneshot. pokemon belongs to nintendo. Like I need to repeat. nobody on this website does not even own a small part of nintendo's company anyway. "the traveler" is still being worked on, but i need to re-prioritize my schedule to fit this in.
"Sylva! Come on already, we are going to be late for dinner!"
Series of bird pokemon shot out of the grass as a large reptilian figure came rushing through.
"Hold on! Things are not easy when you are nagging me!" All of a sudden, an arbok came crashing through the grass line.
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" I turned around.
"where ha-"
SLAM!
A large force slammed into me when a large purple cobra snake hurled it's body weight into me, spearing me in the gut with its head. I got launched from my feet a couple yards back. I landed with a thud with the snake on top of me.
"What the hell was that for... Get off of me, your crushing my rib cage." I said, voice straining from the heavy weight on my chest. she realized what happened and quickly slithered off my body and gave an apologetic look to me.
"Aww hell, sorry about that morgan. I did give a fair warning." I did not move from my spot, but turned my head towards Sylva and gave her a look of annoyance.
"After flying 20 miles per hour head first." she quickly turned around, closed her eyes and pointed her snout in the air.
"If you are not going to accept my apology, then you are ungrateful." She said. I smirked.
"Well I accept your 'sincere' apology. Can you please get me up, it is the least you can do after spearing my gut with your head."
"No"
"Pretty please?"
"Never."
"I promise I get you your favorite candy?" Her eyes jolted open.
"The one with the watmel berries in it?" I smiled, while still on the floor. I can actually get myself up, but i just feel like teasing her a bit more.
"Also with a sprinkle of assorted pokeblocks on top of it, how could I not forget." As quick as a doduo on crack, she quickly helped me onto my feet and coiled herself around my chest and rested her upper half on my shoulders. I leaned forward a bit to give her a bit more room.
"Onward my mighty steed! to the bakery!" I chuckled.
"I not a horse Sylva. but anyway, onward." We began to start walking back into town. Now if you might not know, Sylva is an arbok. She has been with me since I was 14 years old. It was questionable on how we met. One of my distant uncles who lived on a farm sent me an egg on my twelfth birthday as a birthday present. She came with a note on the egg saying:
"Here is your birthday, and maybe your first pokemon. Take care of this egg and you will be rewarded with a surprise -Donald."
She hatched a month later after receiving it on my birthday.
And boy that was a surprise, even for my family.
We were expecting a pokemon that you could find nearby in nimbassa like a Pidove or a Patrat, but came out an exotic pokemon that came from kanto. My mother screamed and launched herself out of the room, My father did one of those freaky ass ghoul sounds while grabbing a chair from the dining table. The only person who is not affected was my older sister, but she was roaming Jhoto.
The little snake was terrified out of it's mind and cried. It launched itself towards me and hid in my lap. Suprising enough, she did not know that I even existed until I started petting her. from head to half of her body. I leaned forward and began to shush at her, telling her that everything is ok and nothing bad is going to happened. She calmed down well enough and looked at me with her teary eyes. My heart gushed from how adorable she looked. She smiled and leaned into me.
Since then, progress has been building up between us. I got an earful from my mother, telling me to be extremely careful with handling my pokemn, feeding them, giving them baths once in a while, and whatever the usual things that is necessary in taking care of a pokemon. My father just laughed behind the scenes, well, behind my mom.
He got caught too and he got an earful.
Anyway, I have not told you about myself. I am Morgan shlytester, I am a current resident of nimbassa city and have been for my entire life. I live in a simple 3 room apartment that has both a combined living room and kitchen. My only pokemon is my partner in crime, Sylva. I work in a nearby restaurant called "The wailord trench". Yea, what a name right? anywho, I am not built like one of those models nor fat, but mainly toned due to exercising with my arbok almost evening or so. I have a light brown fauxhawk fade haircut, some navy cargo that are slightly slim, and a simple black and red plad shirt. im usually on the go, juggling work and daily life, never boring in the slightest.
Now that I got out of the way, I have finally reached the shop, after blocking the cobra that is on my shoulders making some trumpet sounds and yelling "charge" as we got closer to the bakery.
"We are almost to the gates of bakery kingdom my steed! charge in and get those candy bars." Sylva said, pointing her tail at the entrance to the bakery.
"You do realized we are going to get kicked out if we do that right?" I said. She giggled.
"I was just playing. It would be funny if you actually played along and burst through the doors of the bakery."
"Like i would do that." I replied.
"Not for me?" She said putting on the sad puppy eyes on me. As much as I want to resist, but no avail.
" I would do anything to make you happy." I said. She let go of the puppy eyes and beamed a smile at me.
"Except murder, rape, kidnapping small children, robbing bank, pill-*Thwack*" I was cut off from a tail that slapped me in the chest.
"I know what you mean you doofus." She said, giving me a disapproval look. I just smiled into her face, while rubbing the spot she slapped me.
"But I am your doofus." I said. Sylva lost her look and frowned and turned away, slightly blushing.
"Enough of that, let's get what we came here for." I said. She nodded and we went into the bakery. We greeted the store clerk, who was a grandma in her golden years. She owned the shop for a while now and was looking into passing the business to her daughter. We asked for our custom order and she whipped it up pretty fast. She placed the baked goods in the bag and handed it to us. I paid her in exact change and left the bakery. But before I could even get ten feet from the store, Sylva was trying to dig her snout into the bag.
"Give me those treats now!" She yelled as I was trying to push her snout away from the bag.
"Until we get to my parents home and eat dinner, we are already late by fifteen minutes." I said, trying to carry the bag out of her reach.
"But you promised!" She said.
"After dinner and you can have this. I bought a dozen this time to share with me OK?" She puffed her cheeks and pouted. I chuckled at her childish antics and continued down to my parents humble home. I reached there in just a few minutes. Their house was a decent home in the city. It was a suplex home, Meaning that multiple houses are connected together from left to right like a duplex household, but with more houses connected. It was two stories, had three bathrooms with two of them having bathtub and shower, four rooms, large kitchen with a bar counter that separates their spacious living room and their kitchen.
I walked up the steps and knocked on the door, but before I can put in the third knock, the door swings open and my mother and father was there with large smiles on their face.
"What took you so long?" My dad asked with his displeased look.
"And why did you not call ahead of time that you were going to be late.?" My mother chimed in. I sweat dropped at both of them questioning me.
"Well, I stopped at the bakery to pick up treats for me and Sylva, but It was taking a while since the final batches were in the oven." I quickly said, hoping they would buy into my lie. There was no way in hell that I will tell them that I let Sylva roam free in the grass, they will put me in a verbal meat grinder, saying that Sylva could attack people while you were not paying attention to her or something between those lines. They always been a stickler for her.
The quickly shook off the ordeal and my mother turned around.
"Well, now is not the time to dwell of such matters, the food is getting cold." She said. My father's eye lit up.
"Oh right, it's your mother's beef stew tonight!" He said to me. I slowly smiled.
"Looks like I struck gold today with mom's good 'ol stew" I said. My father quickly went inside. I was going to follow suit until i realized that Sylva was not brought up in that entire conversation.
"Are you alright Sylva? You did not say anything?" I said. She quickly blinked and looked at me.
"Sorry, just zoned out when I was thinking of something." She said as she slithered off my body.
"About what?" I asked. I recognized her hesitation, but said nothing about it. She then flashed me her smile.
"Nothing to worry about Morgan. Let get inside, I'm getting hungry." She said. I went inside with Sylva following suit. I went into the dining room and saw my parents sitting at the rectangular dining table. Four plates are set out on the table, but one plate had a larger table mat. That was Sylva's seat. Funny thing is that we taught her some table etiquette, but she had trouble and made a large mess. Still, she still makes a mess when she eats, due to lack of fingers or or appendages. A snake with fists, lawl.
I placed our baked goods on the bar and went to go sit down at the table, with Sylva coiling at the seat with the larger table mat.
"Dig in everybody!" My dad said. As is someone pulled the pistol at a track and field meet, we all dig in, Well except the girls at the table. My father and I went crazy on the stew while my mother and Sylva ate at a more slower pace, not causing a mess like me and my father. Things then started to go downhill, I locked eyes with my father and we both glared at each other. I pulled out a ten and so did he. My mother Looked at the unfolding scene in front of her and muttered "Not his crap again" under her breath. Sylva just smiled and just watched what is going to happen. My father and I held forks in both of our hands.
"I will not lose to you boy." My father said, narrowing his eyes.
"You will win only if hell freezes over." I said, glaring back at him.
"Ohhh here we go.." My mother sighed.
"Countdown?" I asked my mother. She sighed and started counting down.
"three" My father and I raised our forks.
"Two" We both leaned in.
"One" We opened our mouths.
"Go" We shoveled, chewed, and swallowed so much food in our mouths that we could rival a Snorlax that was deprived of food for a week. I focused on the food so much that I did not notice that Sylva was cheering me on at the other side of the table, shaking a pom pom with her tail. My mother collected her plate and Sylva's and went into the kitchen. I finished my plate, swallowed my last bite of the stew and looked at my father with a smug grin. Before he could take his last bite, he took notice of me and realized the situation that he was in.
"God dammit!" He yelled. He tossed me the bill and placed down his utensils. "what was the score?" He asked.
"two to four pops." I said. He let out a defeated sigh, grabbed both his and my plate and made his way to the kitchen. I was going to to get out of my seat until i looked at the cobra with a pom pom on her tail. I smirked.
"I did not know I have such an enthusiastic fan." I said. She stopped her cheering and looked at me.
"Well I am your number one fan Aren't I?" She said as she slithered towards me.
"Well you are not my number one fan." I said. She stopped in front of me and pouted.
"But you are the number one-" I grabbed her when she was looking elsewhere, she let out a gasp. "-Most loveable-" I hugged her and she looked at me. "Pokemon in the entire world." I smiled. She blushed and looked into my brown eyes, somehow making her blush more.
"Well you just look adorable blushing like that." I said. She reeled back and looked at hesitantly, then she turned away from me, still blushing and with a frown growing slightly on her maw. My smile dropped a bit, believing that I went a bit too far. I let her go from my grasp and she backed up a bit.
"Im sorry, did I go too far?" I asked. She her attention back to me and gave me a smile. I sighed a bit and let out a smile, but that quickly ended when she threw her pom pom at my face and wrapped her body around my body and head. I was launched from the chair and on the floor.
"Gotcha Morgan." She said, trying to immobolize me with her body, and having a giggle fit.
"NOOO! You cannot do this to me!" I yelled. She giggled more from my struggling.
"For that little stunt you pulled on me, it is now my turn." She said with a playful grin.
"I will not fall to the legendary serpentine!" My left arm broke out of one of her coils and I Manage to free my other other arm. I grabbed her hood and hugged her against my chest. "Thine shall smother thy serpent until he is free!" I yelled. (pun) she let out a squeak and tried to get out of my grasp. She corkscrewed her body and I lost my grip. She took this chance and re-coiled herself around my body, now making sure my arms are constricted to my body. I panicked and rolled back and forth. I stopped rolling, facing towards the ceiling, pouting. Sylvia gave out an adorable evil laugh, then directed her eyes towards my eyes.
"I have now reign power over my undisciplined steed once again! What do you have to say for yourself?" She said, leaning closer to my face. I stared a bit and leaned a bit closer to her face until we were inches apart. I smiled and used my nose and her in the snout.
"boop" I said as I poked her with my nose. She reeled back and let out a blush.
"I cannot say or do anything, but to accept defeat." I said. She shook her head slightly and gave me a sly grin.
"Well that makes things easier for me." She said. I tilted my head away and gave her the stink eye. I then blew into her face.
"ACK!" She uncoiled herself and back away, rubbing her snout with her tail.
"Don't do that! My nose is super sensitive!" She whined.
"You smell with your tounge" I said while smiling slowly.
"Can it! you know what I mean!" She yelled. I laughed at her attempts to get rid of the smell from my breath, which was the dinner mind you. I got off the floor and dusted myself off.
"I guess it is time to leave" I said. I walk past Sylva and rubbed her head, while she gave me a growl of annoyance, and headed to the kitchen where my parents are.
"I am off now!" I said as i grabbed the pastries from the bar counter. I gave my parents a hug, mother giving me a kiss on the cheek and my father doing a bear hug. I soon left the kitchen and headed to the door.
"Time to go Sylva, don't want to be too late when we get home." I said. Sylva moved from her spot and went towards me.
"Give me your hand." She said. I held out my hand and Sylva coiled and went up my arm. She wrapped herself around my neck and left the rest of her body still coiled around my arm. I opened the door and took a step out side.
"Time to go steed! You need to pay for your loss!" She ordered. I let out a yawn.
"Yea yea, time to go." I said. I went down from the porch and took the road to my apartment.
...OK, I'm stretching this into 2 parts.
So technically it is not really a one-shot, on the go smut-fic that you can wank off too.
Makes it a bit more interesting to add more detail eh?
Redoing the chapters for "The traveler" If you are interested I guess. Revamping and polishing my old work from that story. Takes time since I am at the last weeks of school. Woopie ╥_╥
Enjoy the first half while I do my polishing and the other half, which is why you came here for right? For the Easy street wank? Or harsh criticism? whatever may be the case, enjoy while it last I guess. I am going to paint my toilet now, have fun with what is left of your life i guess.
~Krillshadow~
