Author's Notes: I got White in England :D

And it are cool XD

So, in honour of that, here's another Emonga- No wait, it's called Emolga now. So, Emolga-shipping, for Elesa x Skyla. As Spark and Heaven's Surprise prove, they're my fav pair, so let's add a third one to the list.

But unlike the others, this one has a twist in the tail. You, the mere audience, can chose what happens next :D

Three choices, one outcome. Let's see how we do, and be sure to try and pick the best route. You don't wanna make a wrong decision now, do you? :P

Some days, Elesa wished life would just go a whole lot simpler.

Sure, she had everything anyone could dream for- She was a respected and powerful Gym Leader of Nimbasa City, a master of the Electric-type. She was the idol of the city, someone whom everyone looked up to. She was a skilled model, showing off the latest fashion with her sharp charm and electric skills. And, well, she was beautiful, a slender and lean woman of impressive height, golden blonde hair, and a subtle, yet strong demeanour that could inspire or intimidate, topped off with lightning-fast wit and a healthy does of compassion masked with logic and stoic observation.

Perfect, right?

WRONG!

You see, Elesa had a problem. Quite a large problem, the kind of large problem that is always lurking behind you, sniggering as it taunts you, laughing at your pitiful attempts to overcome it directly. Yes, Elesa had a problem.

The fact that she had an all-but-uncontrollable loving desire for her best friend, Skyla. And she didn't know if Skyla could return such feelings.

Oh, well, she definitely had feelings for the other girl (Wouldn't the fan-boys be proud?) Let's face it, Skyla was practically a dream come true. She was perhaps the sweetest, kindest, most cheerful girl you may ever meet. She was competent and responsible, a pilot and aerial master, both in a jet or a flying Pokemon, and a skilled Gym Leader. Her bright demeanour infected everyone around her with joy and smiles, and even the stoic Elesa was smitten by the lovable red-head. And let's not forget that Skyla was perhaps the most damn attractive girl in the whole damn region. Curves wherever you wanted them, good height, toned thighs, pretty face, bright blue eyes, crimson hair, an Arceus-blessed rack and a bright blue outfit that showed off all the good stuff while still abiding by the laws of proper clothing.

Hot damn, did Elesa Dig her friend. Nothing like fantasising about your hot crush, right?

RIGHT!

But, as aforementioned, the problem was that the Shining Beauty was unsure how to approach this situation, hence the wishing for a simpler life. How would she reveal her feelings? What if Skyla rejected her? What if her parents found out- Well, actually, her parents were snob pricks, so fuck their opinion.

But what if Skyla rejected her? That would probably crush Elesa like a Joltik under a Boldore. Sparky and and VERY messy.

The blonde sighed with frustration, presently, as she pulled herself from her bright yellow bed, swinging long legs over the side of it, and stalked past her massive surround-sound speakers and flat-screen TV, ignoring the the little Emolga plushies on the yellow carpet and she grudgingly opened the door to the bathroom, which was less technology and more bathroom stuff (Despite the fact that the bath doubled as a hot-tub and other such stuff). Thinking stupid angst stuff on your bed solves nothing. Maybe a nice shower would help clear the head.

Clothes and patented headphones discarded, step into the shower. Set it to cold, or hot? Hot is nicer, sure... but cold might distract from the angst. Then again, hot is nicer (Of course). So, hot it is.

So, hot water obviously cascaded downwards over the lithe woman, and her mind got to thinking again: How would she admit her feelings for Skyla? Should she phone her or something, and tell her like that?

Nah, that would be the pansy way. Fuck that.

Face to face would be the best solution, certainly. But how to go about it... subtle hinting, straight-up telling, flirting; so many options for one simple-yet-complicated purpose. Damn it all, Elesa just wished it were so simple as for the red-head herself to come here and confess undying love for the blonde. And Elesa would rejoice, grab the Highflying Girl, and they would totally make out and get into all kinds of sweet girl-girlfriend stuff.

Yeah.

Elesa smiled to herself at the amusing thoughts, water and hands massaging her skin, droplets dripping from soaked hair and heat flaring over her skin. Yes, her and Skyla, Skyla and her, Elesa. What a pair! They got on like a dry grassland on fire; always burning for more togetherness. Their love would be like a thunderstorm; Supreme, towering, mighty, powerful, fast and efficient! Everyone would bow to the majesty of Elesa and Skyla, and worship the ground they walked on, as the two beauties found love within each other! What a brilliant story! What wondrous joy!

But again, how would she-

Oh, crap, the phone was ringing!

The best part of having your own apartment is that no-one is around to see you jump out of the shower, and sprint naked with just a small yellow towel to dry off the hands to the phone. Okay, hands dry, pick up phone with one hand, finish drying with the other.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Elesa!" A cheerful, feminine voice cooed from the other end of the line that the bolt-decorated phone was so kind enough to link Elesa up to.

Wow. Speak of the Kyurem, and he will come.

"Skyla!" The blonde chirped excitedly, her whole body suddenly buzzing with excitement, before remembering that she had a rep of cool to maintain, even in metaphorical face of her loving crush, and promptly dialled her voice down a pitch for a more acceptable and sophisticated: "Skyla, a pleasure to hear from you."

The heavenly voice giggled: "Sophisticated as ever, El'! Lighten up."

"No, you." The blonde retorted good-naturedly. Immature, sure, but Skyla had that effect of getting past the blonde's stoic barricade to reveal a much more fun girl. Ah, another reason to love that sweet gal.

Not that Elesa would ever admit it, directed at the barricade part. She had a freaking reputation of top model-idol-Gym Leader, remember.

The Highflying Girl giggled again on the line, before speaking: "Sure! You know, I always do feel like I'm walking on air! Anyway, guess what? The Triplets are having a little Gym Leader get-together party tomorrow at their restaurant, and I got the first invite! So, I wanted to know if you wanted to come with!"

Oh, interesting. A little party tomorrow? Elesa did enjoy a party. Well, she enjoyed the good life as it was, but you know. And Skyla would be there, so perhaps the blonde could pull out her lightning-fast mind to whip out a way to split off her red-headed desire from the rest of the Gym Leaders, get her on her own and profess these feelings of affection! Oh yes, such a good plan!

But then, woe is her, she remembered that she had a few Gym Battles scheduled tomorrow, which might take up too much time, not to mention a modelling session as well.

Crap. Of all the times for work to call. Sure, parties were fun, but when duty called, it called like a Fire Blast to a Sewaddle's face. Sure, she could just skip them, cancel them, but that would cause some people to get a bit annoyed, which would result in whining. And Elesa HATED whining. So, what the heck could she-

"Elesa, you there?" Skyla asked, curious about the sudden silence from the blonde.

Oh crap, she's onto your silence! Quick, answer now, answer NOW!:

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Choice A) Accept Skyla's party invite and see if you can win her heart there. Fortune favours the bold!

Choice B) Politely decline the invite. Try again later... pansy.

Choice C) Just tell her you love her over the phone already. Simples!

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Author's Notes: Alright, viewers. The plot is in motion. So, make your choice; What will Elesa do?