Hey, Scion here. This is a new story I'm doing to review/snark at my fellow fanfiction works. I mean this story as a way of entertainment and stuff. I most likely won't review rated M fics, but if I do, I'll just do the rated T bits and either skip/skim the rated M bits. You can suggest stories in the reviews if you wanna. I also will be doing only one-shots and short stories.

Anyway, let's start the show!

All parts from the story will be written in bold and parts written in bold in the actual story will be bold-italic.

This chapter is reviewing For Beautifly by mehx2

Welcome to Gary Oak's Fantastical Review Show! I did not make that title. I'm your host, the wonderful Gary Oak; trainer, researcher, single. (He winks and smirks.) I'm here to review stories that people have made of me and a whole bunch of other people like Ashy-boy, Gramps, and others. The first story I'll be reviewing is called...hey, what's it called again? (A teenage boy with dirty blonde hair whispers in Gary's ear and promptly leaves.) Oh! "For Beautifly" is the name of it. Now that the introductions are over, let's give the fans what they want!

Hey everyone! So, ever wonder if the roses were really for Beautifly? Please read and review! No, I haven't. But there was that one time in Slateport... (Gary shakes his head.) Never mind. As for the read and review part... (Gary chuckles.) Oh, you have no idea.

Disclaimer: I don't own Nintendo... It's not like some lawyer representing Nintendo is gonna sue some story a fan wrote.

"Hey." Drew sat down next to May, who was playing with her Beautifly. (Gary snickers childishly.) He was tired after a grueling contest, where May had narrowly won. Just a fluke... Hey, that's what the chumps I beat at the Silver Conference said to me. Drew thought, and flipped his hair. I can hear the grammar police sirens right now. He heard a giggle from next to him. He turned his head, confused, and raised an eyebrow at May, who was trying to fight back a smile.

Drew cocked her head at her, as if to ask her, what in the world are you laughing at? (Gary snickers childishly again.) This resulted in another giggle escaping May's lips, and she firmly clasped her hand over her mouth, which actually didn't do much at all to muffle her laughing. Wee-woo-wee-woo; I can hear the grammar police getting closer.

Drew sighed. Whatever. This girl is insane. He got up, and pulled out a rose from his jacket.

"For Beutifly" he said casually, and tossed the rose into the air. That's the worst nickname for a Pokemon I've ever seen, and I've seen someone name their Snorlax 'Burden' before. He started walking away, when he heard May's voice behind him. "Drew, wait!" she yelled. [In a falsetto.] "Drew, bear my children!" (Gary pauses and glares at the camera.) Don't any of you take this out of context.

Drew rolled his eyes, spun around, and flicked his hair. And then he got on the floor and did the Venasaur. "What's up, May?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

May giggled again. I've seen cheerleaders giggle less than this girl. (Gary gets out a pen and paper.) Note to self: never have cheerleaders ever again. "Just, you know, wanted to say thanks for the rose." she said.

"They're not for you. They're for Beautifly." he said, sweeping an arm towards the vividly colored pokemon perched on May's head. He pulled one rose from his jacket, yet he refers to them in multiples. Does he have a dozen red roses in his jacket or something?

"Sure, Drew. Whatever you say." Another giggle. You could make a drinking game from how many times she giggles.

Drew walked up to where May was sitting. Wasn't she standing up? Wee-woo-wee-woo the continuity police have joined the hunt now. "What, you think that they're for you?" Drew asked, smirking.

"Of course they're for me!" May exclaimed. "Everyone knows that red roses mean love, and you can't be in love with my Beautifly, I mean, uh, wait a second." May stopped smiling, and seemed shocked. "No way, you can't be, I mean, Drew?" she asked I'm not sure if there are more commas than actual words in this story or not. I know it somehow beat the times May giggled.

Drew motioned for her to go on.

"Are you in love with my Beautifly?" Now it really is like that time in Slateport. (Gary zones out a bit looking forlorn before snapping back to reality.)

Drew smirked. "Of course. Who wouldn't, with those vibrant colors and gorgeous wings." He winked at Beautifly, who trilled and flew up to sit on Drew's head. (Gary looks surprised, yet impressed.) Wow, he's better than picking up chicks than I am! Even I couldn't win over a Beautifly that fast! I mean, not that I'd know... (Gary grows a bit pink around the cheeks.)

Drew grinned. "Well, I guess that we'll be going now." And then they made love later that night. (Gary shakes his head again.) I have really got to get my mind out of the gutter.

And with that, Drew and Beautifly waked off into the sunset, leaving a stunned May behind. Well, Drew walked. Beautifly flew next to him. And now the author has decided to end the story before ruining it any more. It's not like you could ruin it. If anything, you could just continue on and make a sappy romance story.

And that's the end of that story. My overall thoughts on the story were...um...how do I put this...It was like drinking Moomoo milk straight from the Miltank: short lived, weird, yet strangely enjoyable. Not that I would know. (Gary blushes even more than he did earlier. He clears his throat.) Anyways, smell ya later! And, in the author of the fanfic's own words, read and review!