Okay, first FF in a long time. This one-shot is based off of the song 'Right Round' by Dead or Alive. I don't own Pokémon Special or the song. This is an AU that features a cussing Yellow and a very depressed Red.
Red slumped at the disco bar. He had lost his job and he was now drinking his troubles away and drunkenly ranting about his problems to his best friend.
"I can't even get a girlfriend, let alone get *hic* married!"
"What about Misty?"
"I don't wanna get married to Misty! She's not marryable!"
Green spat out his drink. "WHAT?"
Red uncharacteristically giggled. "Not like that, pervy *hic*old man! She's found another guy, dummy!"
"I'm not even in my thirties."
"Whatever! Anyways, where are all the *hic* tax dollars going? Down the crapho-"
Red reached for his beer bottle, but Green snatched it and smashed it on the bar counter.
"That's enough! You probably just blackened your liver for the rest of your life. That's your last bottle, ever. Got that?"
"Jerk. I'm gonna go. "
Red got up, turned around and bumped into a short blonde woman. Her hair was tied back in a messy ponytail, and she was wearing a leather jacket and an out- of- place straw hat. She cussed under her breath.
"Why the hell do people keep bumping into me?"
"Maybe it's because you're so *hic* short."
"Oh great, a drunk."
"I could *hic* sober up."
"Prove it, wino."
"*hic* How?"
"I'll pay you exactly one hundred thirty six dollars if you can sober up in one hour."
That's enough to pay both my oil and water for the month!
"*hic*Deal."
"One catch: you have to spend that hour dancing."
"What? I can't dance."
"Well, I guess no one thirty six bucks for you."
"Fine! I'll *hic* do it!"
The woman extended her hand. "Shake on it."
He shook.
"Here we go!"
"Whaat?"
She spun him around, and he let go and slipped, stumbling backwards.
"What was *hic* that for?"
"It's called 'dancing!"
"I *hic* knew that!"
He got up and they started to dance. Minutes seemed like seconds. Songs went by in blurs. Soon the hour was up, and Red was sober.
"Okay, I'm not drunk, lady! Give me the cash."
The strange woman smirked. "I don't have any money."
"What?"
"Did you have fun?"
"What? What do you?"
"Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, but…"
"Good. You're happy now, aren't you?"
"Well, I, uh…"
"I guess I cheered you up, then? You were talking about losing your job to your friend?"
"…"
"I'll let you in on a little secret. I'm the manager of the local wildlife reserve. Drop by next week and maybe you'll get hired."
She turned around to leave, but he grabbed her arm. She blushed.
"What the he-"
"I never got your name."
"Huh?"
"What's your name?"
The woman took a sigh. "Yellow."
Red released his grip on her arm and she walked off.
A few feet away, Green called to him smugly. "Get married already!"
The bartender snickered as Red's face grew, well, red. He huffed and exited the disco.
The bartender leaned towards Green and whispered, "I told you they'd pair up. Now pay up, Green Bean. "
Green groaned and handed her a fistful of crumpled bills.
Who can guess who the bartender was? ;-)
Review please!