Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. Nintendo does. I do own Mech-Ah. And the concept of Relationship-Fixers.

Prologue.

"Love comes in many types and ways. But when they can't handle it by themselves, we come in. We are the Relationship-Fixers. We MAKE relations work whatever the cost. First thing you need to know; Data. Know all about the two clients you handle. Two: Never give up until the one that ordered you gives up. The other client may not affect the results. Only the purchaser. Three: Give advice whenever needed or wanted. Advice can change the outcome. Four: Help them with choices. Don't just let them choose themselves, give a hand. Five: NEVER EVER demorph humans/Pokémon when they see each other. This could ruin everything! Six: Where are all the other Fixers?"

"Eh, they are busy." The only listener said. Whose name is Mech-Ah. "I am the only available one. But you can go on."

"Seven: Never do a training speech without enough viewers. Please, go see if there is a job."

Mech-Ah left the room went to the end of the hall to a large board.

"None? Aw, no one wants me. I suck."

"You could say that again, please?" Another Fixer said.

"I suck."

"Thanks, now I feel better about myself. Bye."

"Why can't I make a relations work. Since I saved Sinnoh, the Four left me alone and I got nothing to do."

"I know why you suck, Mechie. You talk without emotions, that way sarcasm is something you should avoid. I know, the next Human-Pokémon relation that needs fixing is yours. Okay?"

"Thanks. But those are rare. Just too rare. I am beginning to feel down. I wish I could be more emotional."

"Wishes are only for paying clients." A speaker said.

"Aw (…)."

We leave this weird space station and go back to the Sinnoh region.

A mountain with a lake, the perfect place to live. A rich man named Dave lived. He never knew happiness, since his only love was a Pokémon, and he never could come out and tell. His depressive life lasted for a long time, until one day, an odd letter fell trough the mail slot.

"Your mail sir. It seems a bit early today." Dave's butler, James (He has no original name, since no one is original) said.

"Relationship-Fixers, for all your broken hearts." Dave examined. "What I would give for that to be true. What I would give to be with the Glaceon that walks past my house every day. Sigh… Huh? 'Call the following number for more information.' I could try, if only to get rid of the false hope."

He dialed the number, and a female voice asked;

"Hello, this is Relationship-Fixers. What is your problem?" The voice was friendly, and Dave decided this could be his chance.

"Well, it's something strange… I am fallen in love with a Glaceon… and I am to shy to ask anybody to help so I hope you can…"

"Sure we can. One Trans-Morphic relation fix, coming right up." She hung up, Dave waited but he wouldn't have to wait long.

"Hello. I am your Fixer, Mech-Ah. Where is the other client?" Mech-Ah still had his rough armor, which really gives a bad impression to someone you have to help.

"Are you really it, or are you some veteran that came in to get some cash?"

"I am it. Where is the Glaceon you called about?" Dave noticed that even with Mech-Ah's helm, he wore a cap with "RF" on it.

"She always walks next to my house, lakeside."

"Now, I need to know why the heck you like her. Sorry for the choice of words, but I really need to know."

"Well, in my young years, five, I was traversing the forest without my Pokéballs. I got lost and I was nourished by Glaceon. She was young back then; it was a year or two before I was found. I knew her very well back then. Ah… memories."

"You could just say; she rescued me from dying. Okay? Listen up, I can get this fixed, but I need help. This list here asks all I need to know. What Pokémon you want to be, age, name etc. I'll be back in a second."

One second later…

"I am back." Mech-Ah said. "I now know where to find her. Now… what do I need to do?"

"Well, while you were talking I filled in this list." Dave answered.

"Okay, but this isn't going to end well. You can't be a legendary Pokémon. Choose an Eeveelution. Not Flareon, I have experience with that. Not Jolteon, that is really, really going to mess it up. No Leafeon, you do not want to be frozen."

"Then I choose… Glaceon."

"Good, a matching type, that never goes wrong. Whatever, just come."­

Twenty minutes later, Glaceon's cave.

"I'll give advice via telekinetic messages. But first." Mech-Ah clapped with his hands and a snowstorm surrounded Dave.

"I am freezing…" Dave cried out.

The snowstorm raged on, Mech-Ah focusing on it.

After a short while the weather changed back to normal, and Dave was shown.

"Okay, get in there. Just walk to the lake and talk, which never fails. See you in… fifty minutes. Doodles." Mech-Ah vanished in his sand is blown away technique.

Okay Dave, get yourself together. Focus… Dave thought to himself. He walked into the cave, looking for his loved one. Inside he saw a Glaceon, sleeping.

"Hello?" He asked the thing.

"Who… who is there?" The Glaceon wondered sleepy.

"I couldn't help notice…"

Outside…

"He should go outside in twenty seconds or he is doomed." He said to himself.

"Where are we going?" The Glaceon asked.

"To the lake." Dave answered.

The two Glaceons went out of the cave, being watched by Mech-Ah.

"I know this is going to be (…)ed up pretty bad. Because the first date always ends up in a disaster."

At the lake the two were enjoying the view, and the upcoming sun.

"This reminds me of my mother…" The Glaceon started. "Always when the sun rose, she left, saying it was too late to stay. She was a human, but at night she was Pokémon. She never told this to me. Until I found out. Did you ever see something like that Dave?

Yes, right now.

"No," Dave answered. "I never saw something like that. Did you ever see her again after you found out?"

"No. Never had she returned. I did saw a human later. I just evolved, and I found a human child knocked out by hunger. I fed it, and loved it. After two years, I didn't know what to do. I could make him my child, and change him or…" Before she could finish Dave interrupted.

"Change? What do you mean?"

"Well, over seventy years ago (and since Mech-Ah is an experiment, he doesn't become any older), four aliens saved the world from some other alien. Their DNA could change people into Pokémon and visa versa. One of them, Mech-Ah, spread a weird gas across the world, which enabled Pokémon to change humans into Pokémon when they would love them and feed them for long enough. He called this; "Making it yours" which I could use. But I didn't want to change him, he wanted to go home. So I sent him in the direction of a town I saw once. I never saw him again. I would do anything to know how he ended up." The Glaceon started to cry.

"Ever considered he wanted to stay? That the building near here could be his? That he might love you?"

"No, but why did he look around so much?"

"I think I'll leave you for a while."

Dave went to his house seeing Mech-Ah sitting on a chair.

"Yellow. Right in time. What is it?" Mech-Ah said.

"I can make a wish? Right?" Dave asked.

"Sure."

"Can I wish that I stayed with her instead of being sent away?"

"Wow, stop it right there. You do know that chronological wishes cannot be made. They create paradoxes. And that is one large lawsuit." Mech-Ah said.

"And what about you, you made it plausible to become a friend of her."

"I remember yours. I own a small business that handles the Pokemorph for lives. It states that both must agree, they must be older then three, that stuff. You however, did not match up to liking her enough."

"But I did."

"Then you're screwed. You can still get a relation, get married and I can grant the wish."

"Marry?"

"Yeah, we can do that. Now go, she is getting grumpy."