"Yes! Finally! Good job Ceri!"
Brittany captured the Finneon and then allowed her Floatzel to get back in her pokeball.
Ashley'll be pleased, Brittany wanted to find a Finneon for her since forever, and it surprised her that she found one here. Of course, she is near Canalave, but still.
Okay, so now all she has to do is find the nearest Pokemon Center to PC the fish home.
"Shit! Cerb, fuck you, god!"
Brittany hears splashing ahead of her, accompanied by barks that sound suspiciously like a laugh. She follows the river around a bend and sees a Houndoom help get what she supposes is her master out of the water. The girl's on her feet—Brittany sees she's soaking wet—and gets rid of her ponytail to try to squeeze the water out of her hair.
"Fuck you Cerb. You're lucky I can't stay mad at you."
Brittany swears she sees the canine smirk. She finds it kind of cute though. Is she and Ceri like that? Hmmm. Maybe she should go help the girl. She has an extra set of clothes she could wear.
Brittany's about to introduce herself when the girl takes her shirt off. Gulp. There's a sports bra underneath. Uh, yeah. Brittany thinks it's better if she doesn't wear a shirt.
The girl hangs her shirt on her Houndoom's horns and then stretches, raking her fingers through her hair. The water clinging to her skin emphasizes her abs and the muscles in her arms, and Brittany realizes she's being a total creeper.
Maybe she should run away now. But, ugh, Brittany really wants to meet her. Maybe she should introduce herself? But then she'll know she's been perving on her. Ugh. What does she do? She can't just stand here, can she?
She hears a low growl, and, well, shit; she's been spotted. She raises her hands above her head and walks into their line of vision, realizing that the Houndoom must have just gotten her scent and that she could have probably ran away. Well, fuck.
The other girl narrows her eyes and crosses her arms against an ample bosom, and, focus, Brittany, focus, leans against her pokemon.
"Were you spying on me?"
Her voice is so damn sexy, oh god.
Brittany blushes once she realizes what she was asking and tried to find her voice.
"Meowth got your tongue?"
Gulp.
"I—uh—I was passing by and then I heard someone fall in the river so I walked my way here and I saw it was you and then you were soaking wet and then I heard you didn't have any extra clothes and I was about to lend you some but then you took off your shirt and god you're hot."
Verdonme.
Brittany's eyes were closed near the end of the word vomit, and as she opens them she sees the girl staring at her, eyes wide and cheeks blushing. They just stood there, like statues, until the girl's Houndoom shoves her and she falls against Brittany. The girl almost jumps as she turns around to snarl at her pokemon.
"Fuck you Cerb."
The damn dog grins.
Brittany snaps out of her daze and reaches for her backpack.
"I, uh, you can still borrow my clothes if you want."
The girl turns around and eyes her suspiciously.
"You going to Canalave City…?"
"Brittany. And yeah, I have to PC my sister a Finneon."
Brittany's previous embarrassment is temporarily forgotten as the other girl nods her head approvingly.
"Name's Santana. And, uh, thanks."
"No prob."
"Is it okay with you if I return this after my clothes get washed?"
"Yeah, sure."
The sun looks like about to set.
"I guess we should go now."
Santana nods her head.
They walk on in silence, Santana and her Houndoom a couple of feet to her left. She hears a low growl, and Santana whispering "Okay, okay. Shit Cerb."
Brittany sees Santana look at her.
"So, uh, Britt. Cerb asks if you want to travel with us after Canalave? He likes you. I mean, you don't have to. Cerb needs to get his heart broken anyway."
Brittany grins. Cerberus likes her, huh? She'll have to kiss the dog later.
"Sure, wouldn't think of anything else."
She sees Santana smile, a real smile, and god, she's beautiful. But it drops fast, and Santana snaps at Cerberus.
"You happy now?"
The Houndoom knocks a horn against Santana's head and smirks.
"Ow."
Yeah, she definitely owes him one.
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