A/N: Something cute, because all I ever write about is sad junk.
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"I'm gay," Green decided to tell his family one Sunday morning during breakfast; when no one had work or chores to attend to.
"Big surprise there. You wanted an Eevee as your first Pokemon," Grandpa Oak grunted. He flipped the page in his newspaper.
"Always suspected," Daisy hummed, as she scooped another delicious pancake onto Green's plate. Made with love.
Green stared at his grandpa and older sister like he expected better of them.
"And I'm dating Red!" he announced loudly. He sat up straighter in his chair and even puffed out his chest a little.
"Obviously." Daisy smiled at him sweetly, and put another pancake on his plate.
"Oh please, you two were best buddies and then once the two of you started going through puberty… suddenly became heated rivals. Everyone suspected newfound sexual frustration," Oak stated as he took a sip of his coffee.
Green slumped back into his chair.
"Huh. Would you look at that. That one man from Viridian City was sent to the hospital after a distracted biker accidentally hit him. Suppose that's what happens when you think it's a good idea to lie down in the street," the Professor told them idly, as he scanned the Sunday paper.
"Oh, I do hope he'll be okay. He's rather nice once he's had his coffee," Daisy sighed. Concerned about others as always.
"Also, I'm not a virgin!" Green shouted; standing up from his chair.
"Congratulations. At your age, neither was I," Oak deadpanned.
"Green, I'm happy you feel comfortable to talk about those types of things with us, but not while we're eating," Daisy cooed, and pat her cute little brother's head.
Green gave them both frustrated glares.
"What's wrong with you guys? I'm gay, and you're just okay with it? This isn't like the crappy soap operas at all!" Green complained, as he gave his dearly beloved family disappointed glares.
"Green, I'm a science professor. I'm not about to start shouting at you about how you're sinning, and going against God's ultimate plan," Oak told him, while giving his grandson a serious stare.
"You're an old person. You're supposed to hate homosexuality," Green whined.
"Yes. Just like Gym Leaders are supposed to be mature." Oak set the paper down and stretched. "Well, if that's all the morning news is, I'm going to go study Birch's research notes on Skitty-Wailord breeding. You two don't get in any trouble now," he told them; patting both of his grandchildren on the heads as took his coffee and headed to the lab.
"Bye, Grandpa!" Daisy waved off their grandfather, while Green fumed in his chair.
Daisy sat down; pleased with the admirable pile of pancakes on Green's plate, and started to eat her own pancakes. Green gave her a suspicious stare.
"And what about your excuse?" he demanded; huffing at his older sister.
She grinned and proceeded to spend half an hour gushing about how cute it was, and what colors she would wear to their wedding.
To say the least, Green never tried to live his soap operas ever again.
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A/N: … This is something I realize I should have drawn instead of written.