Hey, y'all! So I thought, why not write a quick story? So I did. May not be that good...but...
Pokemon speech and thinking/flashbacks are in italics.
Thoughts are also in '...'
So...Enjoy!
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Sunyshore City, reads the sign in front of her. Sweeping her long braids out of her face, Candice sighs. How did she get herself into this in the first place?

"Grotle is unable to battle. The winner is Abomasnow, which means Candice is the winner!" Candice grins. 'There's nothing like a battle to get you pumped up,' she thinks, looking at the dejected trainer across from her. Feeling a bit like she has gone too hard on this one, she bounces over to the young boy and offers her compliments.

"Your Grotle is very well trained," she tells him. "But, it does have a double weakness to my type. It's just a thought, but you may want to try another Pokemon next time."

The boy looks up, confused. "I-I-I can have another go?" he asks, perplexed.

"Of course," she replies. "I'd love to see you gain a badge!" She winks at him. "Try a fire type," she whispers. "Abomasnows have double weaknesses to that. But of course, you knew that." With another bright grin, Candice dances back, watching the boy leave considerably happier than a few seconds ago. She plops down in a chair and smiles at her Pokemon.

"Come on back, Abomasnow. Take a nap." She returns Abomasnow and pulls out another Pokeball. She gets up and throws it onto the field, crying, "Let's GO!" The red light quickly takes the shape of a beautiful Glaceon, Candice's newest addition to her team.

"GLAAA-ceon?"(It's ON!-wait, where's…?) Glaceon turns around, confused at the lack of opponent. Candice laughs.

"We're just going to practice, Glaceon. C'mon, I want you to learn Ice Fang!" She giggles excitedly. "It'll be fun!"

"Glace," (Okay, let's do this.) Glaceon replies. She sets her feet, and lets loose a battle cry. "GLACEOOOOOON!"(YEAHHH!)

"YOU GO, GIRL!" squeals Candice. "Alright! ICE FANG THAT SNOWBALL!" Glaceon charges across the gym, her fangs gaining a blue aura.

CRASH! The door slams open and a blur of orangy red come rushing in, only to be attacked by Glaceon's Ice Fang.

"Glaceon?" (Um…oops?) Glaceon says. Candice giggles. "You did it!" she squeals, hugging Glaceon. She then turns around to look at the twitching man on the floor. "Hi, Flint!" she says excitedly. "Glaceon just learned Ice Fang! I'm soo proud of her. Whatch'ya up to? Why are ya here?"

Flint groans. He picks himself up, and says, "That sure is an Ice Fang, all right."

Laughing, Candice invites him in for hot chocolate. After a few sips, Flint is back to his normal chattery self. "Okay, so when'd you get the Glaceon? I mean, they're kinda rare and stuff, so, actually, nevermind, don't they evolve around here somewhere? So, yeah, I guess the question is where'd you get the Eevee, and speaking of which…I've got a Flareon, 'member? So they might like ta see each other or something, and WAIT. Don't tell me where you got the Eevee. I can guess. Hmm. Uh. Um. Let's see…CYNTHIA!" He explodes, grinning from ear to ear.

Candice shakes her head. "Nope. And anyway, why would Cynthia give me an Eevee?"

Flint thinks for a moment. "I dunno!" he responds. "So, who was it? Huh? Hmm? Who?"

Candice giggles. "Heh..Flint…You did. Your Flareon's sister or something."

Flint nods and takes a sip of cocoa. "OOH!" he yells. "That reminds me! But first!" He releases his Flareon, who immediately goes to investigate the other Eeveelution.

"What?" inquires Candice, always curious.

"The reason why I came in the first place!" He continues. "So. You know how you don't get many challengers? 'Cause you're like, way up here, and you're also the seventh gym leader? Like, who gets past the first six would wanna come up here? But they hafta, you know, to challenge ME. But first they gotta beat you, and Volkner." He pauses, as if for effect.

Candice nods to acknowledge his story.

"Okay. So, today…I left my quaint little home in the Elite Four…and traveled down, down, down-"

"To hell?" inquired Candice, with another grin. "It's certainly firey enough for you."

Flint considers this, and shakes his head. "Some other day, maybe," he replies thoughtfully. "Anywho, I went to Sunyshore to see Volkner, you know, 'cause we're like, buddies and stuff, so yeah, I saw him, and he was like, all emo and depressed and stuff saying, 'Flint, I don't want to battle anymore, everyone sucks,' and then he started being more depressed and I was like, 'Whoa, man, you calm down, I got this, dude,' and I was gone. And did you know he's redone the gym again? I mean, it's like, the 4000th time, like, what the hell? Actually, I think he's just jealous that he doesn't get a cool place like mine in the Four," he confides.

Candice shakes her head. "I doubt it," she responds. "I dunno, Flint, I've seen your "place" and it looks…like…uh…bad. And anyway, why're you telling me this?"

"I'm gettin' there!" he exclaims. "Actually, the real reason is, I think he…I think he needs, uh, a love life, if you know what I mean." Seeing Candice's skeptifused (A/N: Skeptical and confused!)expression, he continues quickly, "You know, like he's always you know, alone, and stuff, so, I thought maybe, like, you know…"he trails off, looking sheepish.

"What?" asks Candice. "What do I know?"

"Nothing," he replies with a grin, "but that's not the point. The point is, I thought maybe, you'd like, kinda sorta maybe pleasebehisgirlfriend?" Flint rushes out.

"WHAT?" cries Candice.

Flint looks embarrassed. "Well I thought..." he begins. "Volkner's like…not bad to look at? Eugh, this sounds soo GAY. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but like, I'm NOT GAY. So don't take it that way, okay? Anywho, he, uh, likes machines and he's like, uh, good at engineering and stuff, you know, like, good with his hands, and uh-"

Candice giggles.

Flint blushes, but continues, "And he, um, well, he was really fun before, you know, he'd come along with me while I set fire to stuff, and uhm…he has a Jolteon…um…"

"Why does that matter?" Candice asks him. "Actually, why am I even considering this?" She pauses for a moment, thinking to herself. 'Why do I care how he is/feels? Why am I even THINKING about being his GIRLFRIEND? Augh!'

'Well, you know,' says a voice in her mind. 'Flint's right. He isn't bad to look at. Remember? You said it yourself.' Candice blushes as she recalls the day.

It was at one of her first gym leader meetings with Maylene. She had just caught sight of the blond man and excitedly whispered to Maylene, "He's soo hot!"

Maylene had grinned at her and shook her head. "Candice, seriously. Grow up," she had teased.

"But Maaayyyy, he's so dreeeeaaamyyy…" she had sighed.

'And then later,' prompts the voice. 'when it was over.'

Candice spent most of the meeting staring at the man, whose name she learned was Volkner. While they all paid attention to Cynthia, she just looked dreamily. He looked away from Cynthia suddenly, catching Candice by surprise. For a moment, chocolate eyes met electric blue. Then Candice looked away, embarrassed, as the meeting was adjourned.

"C'mon, Candi," Maylene urged. "I gotta go see what Lucario's up to."

Candice smiled. "You go on ahead, May. I'll be right there." She looked around, trying to catch one last glimpse, when a hand caught her arm.

"Candice, correct?" A husky voice said. Eyes wide, Candice turned around to face the very person she was looking for. He was even more dreamy close up. Candice's inner fangirl fainted several times. His spiky golden hair complemented his chiseled features, and his sparking blue eyes gave off an eerie glow that only further bettered his soaring looks. His grip was firm but gentle on her arm, and she could tell that he was sure to have a body to die for.

"Ye-es?" she squeaked.

"You're going to be the leader before me. You had better make sure I only get the best," he said. It wasn't a threat, just a statement, but there was something in his intense gaze that made her want to do exactly what he said, down to the letter.

"I will," she promised. Then, gathering her courage, she began, "I was wondering-"

"VOOOLLLLKKKYYYYYY!" came a yell. "I wanna tell you my latest idea! So I was thinking, aren't bags, like, really clunky? Yeah, right? Well, I thought, maybe instead of carrying Pokeballs in a bag…carry them in your hair! Like, what a good way to save time and money! You'll do it, right?" A chattery man with a flame-red afro rushed over to the pair, waving his hands wildly.

Volkner rolled his eyes. "No, Flint, I won't. You are the only person who could fit their Pokeballs in their hair, anyway. And don't call me Volky," he added, narrowing his eyes.

Flint groaned. "You're no fun, Volks. Hey, who are you?" he asked, looking at Candice. "I dunno, but I'm…FLINT THE FIRE TYPE GUY FROM THE ELITE FOUR! Booyah! I used 4 F's! Hey…I remembered! You're that Ice-type lady! You're going downnnnn!" he yelled, getting into a battle pose. "Wait! I need to go home now! Right! C'mon, Volksy! Weeee'reeee going to myyyy plaaaaace!" Grabbing hold of Volkner, Flint dashed out of the building.

Candice sighed. 'Oh, well,' she thought. 'Might as well go home.'

'Yeah, well…I kinda forgot/got over that …crushy thing,' Candice argues with herself. 'And that was before. Now it's now. So SHUT UP!'

'Your loss,' quips the voice.

When Candice snaps back to reality, Flint is still jabbering. "And you're all bubbly and he's like bleh, so…uh…so…yeah, pleeeeaaase, 'dice?"

"NO."

"Ahahaaa too bad, you have to. You owe me for that Eevee."

"Wha-?"

"Yup."

Before Candice can go into full-out rant mode, her Glaceon slinks onto her lap, puppy-dog eyes prominent.

"Glaaaaceon?"(Please?)

Candice looks at her. "Please what?"

"Glace. Glace eon eon on gla glace glace eon glace." (The Jolteon. Because Flareon says he's a prime specimen, but too young for her.)

Candice sighs. "The things I do for you, Glaceon."

"GLACEEEONN! Glace glace, eon on glace!" (YEAH! Thank you so much, you're the best!) Glaceon nuzzles Candice's neck, promising to be the best.

"OOOKAAYY," says Flint. "Truck on over to Sunyshore. Have fun!" He gets up and dashes for the door. "Volksy doesn't know anything about this, okay? So have fun convincing him! Toodles!"

"FLIIIINNNNTTT!" yells Candice. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN THIS IS OVER!"

Candice hears Flint's echoing laughter as he leaves the gym. She sighs once more. "Let's get this over with, Glaceon. You don't know how much trouble you cause, do you?"

Glaceon grins at Candice and heads for the door. Candice follows slowly, wondering why she agreed to this twisted deal.

"Oh yeah," she mutters to herself. "I didn't really have a choice."

"Of course you did. You could accept the fact that you like him, and you can do this for real, and happily."

"SHUT UP!"

The voice laughs, and Candice resignedly begins her trek.

So, how was it? I originally meant it to be a oneshot, but I got too caught up in the Flint jabber and the flashback, so it'll be a two or three shot.
Please rate and review, and remember: Cupcakes are just insecure muffins. Thank you. ^-^