A dark themed Christmas, Part 1.
All the Psians were preparing their palace for the upcoming special event, Christmas. For Bisharp and Simipour, it was their first time celebrating Christmas in the Phanto region. Leafeon was climbing on the tree trying to get the Team Psi Star on the top of the tall, dark green pine tree. It was already half covered in decorations. Simipour was busy popping Christmas cards from Team Illusion and Team Crystal on a clothes wire hung up on the corners of the room. The room wasn't very large but it wasn't small either. The crackling of the fire seemed to distract Nuzleaf marking his wish list.
"Hey Nuzleaf, could you give me a hand please?" yelled Medicham from the other side of the room.
Nuzleaf turned his head to talk "Not now I'm busy" replied Nuzleaf as he turned back to his wish list.
Medicham grumbled as she used her Psychic to carry decorations out of the cardboard boxes laid out on the floor, as she doesn't bother wasting her physical energy by picking them up with her hands. Leafeon jumps off the tree with the star as she feels unstable on the tree by herself. She puts the star on the table where the cards are and heads to the bathroom the brush her teeth. Bisharp wraps the last chain of white beads around the tree, and stops to get cleaned up as well. He grunts as he retracts his chest blades as he walks in the bathroom with Leafeon, the light of the bathroom highlighting his body shape. Simipour collapses on the couch in exhaustion as he hung the last Team Illusion Christmas card on the clothes wire. As he unconsciously reaches the table for his glass of water, he knocks the glass of milk meant for Santa Snorlax. It crashes to the floor and smashes into little shards all over the carpet. The milk spills all over Vulpix's tail as she struggles to hang a bauble on the tip of the Christmas tree branch. Her eyes wided as she runs around the tree like a headless chicken, steam pouring out of her tail. Simipour puts his hands on his cheeks in horror, a guilty look on his face.
"What on earth just happened?" calls out a voice from the bathroom. Simipour looks towards the bathroom, and sees the body silhouette of the Sword Blade Pokémon. He has a shocked look on his face. Simipour blushes in shame. Bisharp steps out of the bathroom and looks at where the glass smashed and where the liquid hit Vulpix as she whimpers in pain. Bisharp immediately draws his attention to Medicham. She looks at him with a sort of confused look.
"Don't think I'll be cleaning that up, I didn't do it…" she points to Simipour, "…he did."
Bisharp rolls his eyes. "It doesn't matter who did it, you are the only one who can clean this up easily…" He points to his eyes. Medicham still looks confused and refusing to obey him. Bisharp tries to control his anger and patience. "Use your Psychic… "He whispers in a serious tone. Medicham's face lights up as she uses Psychic to levitate the glass shards out the open window in the dark, night sky. The rest of the liquid gets lapped up by Vulpix as along with the glass, Medicham also made sure the milk was clean enough to lick up, because she knows Vulpix can finish the job. Vulpix rubs her bum a little.
"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore" she says in a relieving tone. She looks at Bisharp with shiny eyes. He winks reassuringly at her, and nods as a signal to continue hanging the decorations. Simipour runs to the kitchen to get another glass and fills it up again. He walks slowly, gently carrying the glass. He puts it on the table and watches Bisharp walk into the bathroom again.