The young red head let out a sigh.
He was Silver, the fifth dex holder.
He had been kidnapped by a madman when he was two and escaped.
He had helped save the world more than once and had even been turned to stone
(as clichéd as it sounds).
Hell...he was the son of Giovanni, the leader of one of the world's most infamous crime syndicates for heavens sake!
So why was he sitting here letting this...this excuse for a dex holder braid his hair?
"Silver, I really must know what you do with your hair! It's so silky!" The 'excuse' beamed from ear to ear as he deftly manoeuvred his fingers through his senior's long tresses.
Blushing, Silver slid down in his chair, mumbling something unintelligible.
"Hm? I didn't catch that." the other frowned, "And sit back up, otherwise it will end up all wonky."
"...Pantene." he muttered, gliding back into an upright position on the chair.
His face was going to overheat at this rate.
"Ah, of course. That explains it. I'll have to stock up on it straight away!" the younger one smiled, happiness oozing out of his very being, before suddenly scrunching it up in thought, "I wonder if it's okay for use on pokemon...?"
Silver's palm quickly met his face. "I really don't think it matters that much."
A loud gasp escaped Ruby's mouth, "Of course it matters! How can a pokemon win a contest with unruly fur? The answer is obvious! It cannot! Without beautiful, shampooed fur, my pokemon would never be able to face the light of day again! Their shame would be far too great!" And with that he slammed his fist into his palm with incredible conviction, ruby red eyes sparkling in determination.
Well, he had to give it to him for his unwavering belief in the matter.
Coming back to the matter at hand...
"I still don't understand how I agreed to this Ruby." His scowl deepened considerably.
To this Ruby replied instantly with a mischievous grin, "Because I have insane amounts of blackmail involving Crystal, a barrel of aipoms, swiss cheese and copious amounts of chocolate mo-"
"Alright! Alright! I get it." Silver groaned, finally accepting his cruel fate.
Well...at least this couldn't get any worse.
And if he thought about it, it wasn't so bad. It was actually rather nice to have someone to talk to. Someone who wasn't trying to use you to help them on their way to world conquest.
So even if just for a little bit...he might as well play along.
And this is how Gold found him. Sipping tea with his hair all braided, makeup covering him from head to toe, and singing various show tunes with the master of camp himself.
As Gold rolled around the floor in laughter, Silver could swear that his face was melting off in humiliation.
He would never live this one down.
SECOND FANFICTION COMPLETE
Although this one hasn't been proof read by anyone else but me, so I apologise for any mistakes there may have been...
Ohoho, It's so much fun to torture you Silver xD
This one spawned from a MSN conversation with some truely awesome people (You know who you are ;D )
Again, please review. I do want to get better so it would be the greatest help to me.
Thanks for reading, and hope to see you soon!
Tinychu~