Okay. A couple things are happening.
1.) A deput of my male OC, Keydon. He's such a wet blanket XD
2.) This is reallllyyy OOC, because I didn't watch the Hoenn series. So, I'm totally winging how Drew, May, and Max would act. The only thing I've really watched with May and Max was Jirachi: Wishmaker and that one with Manaphy (The name is slipping my mind at the moment Dx)
3.) Winter Break. Expect plently of stories from me. If you don't see one, then I'm working my ass off to write a good one. None the weekend of Christmas, though.. since.. well.. it's Christmas XD
4.) Is a number.
Alright, enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters used in this story. I DO own, however, Keydon, the personalities, and the plot.
"I don't like him." Keydon huffed, digging his chopsticks into the take out box. He, his younger sister May, and his younger brother Max were sitting around their living room enjoying a meal of Chinese food, courtesy of the money their mother had left them before heading off to work at her night job.
May sighed, biting into a scolding egg roll. Vegetables oozed out as she scarfed down the big bite she had taken. "Drew's a nice guy, honest. You'd love him if you got to know him…" She hissed at her older brother. Keydon rolled his eyes, setting down his empty take out carton. Max looked at his older siblings and sighed.
"Do I wanna know what you guys are talking about?"
May smiled and shook her head. "Keydon doesn't approve of my boyfriend."
"Neither do I."
May sighed dramatically while Keydon busted out laughing.
"Shut up, Keydon. God, you haven't even met Drew."
Keydon stood up, wiping his hands on his jeans. He flicked his auburn hair out of his face, staring at his sister.
"This guy seems like bad news. You've only been dating for a month, and whenever he comes over here, you guys go straight to the bedroom and close the door. I don't trust him."
May looked into his eyes, hoping he was kidding.
"So, since Mom is usually never here to discuss and over rule things, here's the deal—you're not allowed to see Drew anymore."
"WHAT?" May's heart nearly stopped. "You're kidding, right? You have to be kidding!"
Keydon shrugged, walking into the kitchen and throwing away his trash. He looked at them through the open section over the bar, leaning against the counter. May's blue eyes were glittering with tears.
"I'm only doing this because I love you, May."
"Bullshit!"
Keydon's eyes widened, slapping a hand over his forehead. "God May, not in front of Max!"
May jumped up from her seat on the couch, her egg roll dropping on the plate on the end table. Keydon raised an eyebrow.
"I don't care." She hissed, turning around and running up the stairs, slamming the door.
Keydon looked at Max, both silent.
"So what does bullsh—?"
"No, Max, don't even."
"I hate everything. I hate Keydon, I hate this house, and I hate my mother have giving birth to that devil child…" May sobbed into the phone. She had been locked in her room for hours, cursing her elder brother, crying into her blue bed sheets. She laid on her bed, eyes puffy, cheeks streaked with tears. May rolled onto her side, looking out her window. The moon was out, shining on the face of a love sick teen. Her boyfriend sighed on the other liner.
"Drew, can you come over or something?" May asked, sitting up on her elbows. Drew chuckled dryly. "You just said I'm not allowed to see you anymore."
May rolled her eyes, reaching for her PokéBall belt, snagging one off. "I have a plan, just get over here." She clicked off the call, tossing her PokéGear over her shoulder.
"Come on out, Beautifly!" She said cheerfully, chucking the ball in the air. Her butterfly Pokémon popped out, its wings glittering different colors under the faint light of her bedroom. May smiled, swinging her legs over the bed and standing up.
"C'mon, follow me." She said, opening the door. She walked down the stairs, peeking around the corner to the living room, Beautifly fluttering behind her. Keydon & Max were in the living room watching television. Keydon looked bored out of his mind, zoned out from reality; Max, on the other hand, was listening closely to the cartoon playing on the screen.
May's PokéGear buzzed—a message from Drew saying he was outside the door. May smirked, looking at her Pokémon.
"Sleep Powder, Beautifly." She commanded in a whisper. Beautifly hovered a bit higher, shaking her wings. The sparkling purple powder left her colorful wings. May covered her mouth with her bandana, in case the powder blew back.
The dust floated over the two boys, coating the carpet in purple. Keydon yawned, his eyelids growing heavy. His eyes widened, jumping up from the couch.
Keydon reached his hand up, the dust falling into his hand. His eyes narrowed. "Sleep Powder…" He hissed under his breath. He looked up quickly at Beautifly, his face scrunching together in disapproval.
"God damnit, Ma—" Keydon fell to the floor with a thud, already sound asleep. Max yawned, falling on the carpet gently. Both boys were out cold. May returned Beautifly to her PokéBall, taking a much needed breath. Once the powder hit the floor, the effect it had was gone.
May ran to the door, opening it with a big smile. Her green haired boyfriend looked at her with his matching bright emerald eyes. He smiled back, stepping closer to his girlfriend.
"That was easy." She giggled, wrapping her arms around Drew's neck. He smirked, kissing her strawberry pink lips lightly. May blushed, locking eyes with Drew. She smiled, taking him by the hand and tugging him through the door, shutting it behind him.
"What did you do to them, May…?" Drew asked nervously. May snorted, waving her free hand. "Sleep Powder. They should be out for a couple hours." She said, leading him up the stairs. The door clicked shut, the whole room quiet and heavily uneasy. May looked at Drew as he paced the room, hands in his pockets. May got up off her bed, taking his hands out and occupying them with her own.
"Just relax. We won't get caught." May smiled, lifting herself up on her toes and kissing his nose. Drew smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling May closer. They exchanged a small laugh, Drew then kissing May with all the passion in his body. May returned the kiss, not wasting time and pushing her tongue into Drew's mouth. She hesitated, hoping he would return her gesture. He did; the two tongues wrestled in the middle. Drew's fingers ran along May's curves, making her shiver. Drew broke the kiss, setting May down on the bed gently. He hoisted himself on top of her, smirking. Drew's emerald eyes held her in a trance as his fingers dove under her shirt, sliding along the curve of her back. His touch was cold, making May shudder. Drew smirked, kissing her roughly. Her fingers began to thread through Drew's soft green hair as he kissed her, the entire house quiet except for their breathing and their lips smacking.
For what seemed like hours, the two lovebirds laid on May's bed, passionately making out. Words weren't needed—they had each other.
Downstairs, however, May & Drew were unaware that Keydon and Max would be waking up soon.
Max's eyes opened slowly. He sat up, rubbing his eyes under his glasses. He yawned, arching his back and stretching his arms upward. He looked at his older brother snoring on the couch, drool oozing from the corner of his lip. Max cringed, getting up off the floor. He staggered a bit, looking around the room. He noticed the carpet, laced with purple dust.
"…What the…" He said. Max drew the purple dust in his fingers, rolling his thumb over it.
"…Sleep Power…?" Max thought aloud. Then, he rolled his eyes. May. He snorted. He yawned again, shuffling towards the stairs. Max walked past May's room, hearing muffled giggles.
He stopped, standing in front of the door. Max heard May talking, and then another voice was joining her.
It was a male's voice. Max raised an eyebrow, pushing the door slightly. It wasn't closed all the way. He saw a boy with green hair on top of his sister with his shirt off. Max's eyes widened, flinging the door open.
The green haired boy whipped his head around, rolling off of his sister. May was under him in her white bra and jeans, her bandana flung across the door.
"Max!" She cried, crossing her arms over her chest, trying to cover what was already seen.
Max blinked—first in disbelief, and then in confusion.
And then a smirk curled on his face.
"Oh, Keydon…" Max shouted, in almost a singsong sort of tone.
Alright, first off, I know Beautifly can't learn Sleep Powder, so don't tell me it can't. Sleep Powder just worked better than Stun Spore or something.
This is supposed to be a really silly story, just one I thought up out of boredom. One of those generic "do-what-I-say-and-I-won't-tell" stories. Hate it if you want, they're so fun to write, surprsingly.
Kay, you've read it, now review.
Dedicated to Barb, again, because I have no friends except for her and she only likes me for my fanfiction. ]:
lol bye~