Feliz cumpleaños, Beki! A medida que su regalo de ti, por ti mismo, te presento el segundo capítulo de la mejor ficción del ventilador nadie podría darle! Disfrute!
For all you non-Spanish speakers, I'm pretty much introducing my present. Here's chapter two of the fan fiction! Read, enjoy, NO FLAMES. NO QUIERO LOS FUEGOS. However, mucho gusto tu reviews.
Our second lucky couple:
Plainhiveshipping! (Bugsy/Whitney)
How do you plan a date? How do you have one at your house? What do couples normally do? Do they rent a movie and have some popcorn with it? Do they just sit around talking about their day?
Bugsy is feeling pretty antsy about now. He's not very social, as he's usually seen running after bugs in the Ilex Forest, but he has made friends with the other Gym Leaders. He's most fond of one in particular…
Whitney.
The Incredibly Pretty Girl!
And how! To Bugsy, she was the prettiest girl in the world. He thought everything about her was pretty: her smile, her eyes, her shiny hair, the way she tilted her head when she didn't understand something—at first blush, it seemed as though those looks got her everywhere. As it turned out, she was also an exceptional trainer, who happened to actually be notorious amongst the community as "that girl with the demon cow". Bugsy was Whitney's top admirer, even if he was rather quiet about it.
Earlier that day, Bugsy had grown bored and decided to enter a Pokeathlon with his skilled and cherished bugs, but on the way bumped into Whitney, who was—once again, lost in her own city. After helping her back to her Gym, Whitney had just out of the blue asked him if he was doing anything that evening. Too surprised to even make up a lie, he said no. it was then she decided to invite herself over to his house, because she felt that they didn't know each other well enough.
As wonderful as an opportunity it is for Whitney to want to spend time with him, poor Bugsy hasn't really ever had friends over. And he was clueless as what to girls like. He's the Walking Bug Encyclopedia, and it seems that girls don't really have that fondness for them as he does.
"So…what do girls like?"
Bugsy sat around in his room, looking at his wall of outdoorsy material. He had pictures of him winning countless Bug Catching Contests, as well as his prized net hanging on a rack. Maybe he was just too boyish and just couldn't find anything that he and a girl—much less Whitney, could appreciate together.
The boy picked up his Spinarak pillow.
"Why do girls think you're so ugly?" he shouted, shaking that poor pillow out of frustration.
"What's the point? Whitney's going to be here any second, and I don't have a clue on what we should do together! All I like is my ugly Bug Pokémon, and Whitney likes cute things! But I still think you're cute, Spinarak…" he hugged his pillow, saddened about this horrible predicament he was in.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bugsy's Mom!"
"Oh, you're welcome, Whitney, honey!"
"Huh?" Bugsy's eyes widened and everything became eerily silent for a while as he heard these distant voices gradually growing louder.
"Where is Bugsy? I thought he wasn't doing anything tonight…"
The footsteps grew closer. A bead of sweat ran down the boy's face; he did not speak or move—he even held his breath for a bit.
"He's goofing around in his room. Here, it's right around the corner!"
Dang it, Ma…
A small few knocks on the door made the purple-haired boy jump.
"Hello? Bugsy? It's Whitney!" sang that cheery voice from outside the door.
Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no! What do I do?
The boy frantically looked around for some kind of cover, finding nothing to hide himself in at the moment, as he heard his doorknob turn.
What seemed like a painfully slow and dramatic knob-turn was in actuality a burst through the door, Whitney practically jumping into his room.
GWAH!
Bugsy fell off his bed, still holding his Spinarak pillow. "Ow…H…hi, Whitney…"
The pink-haired girl tilted her head, a confused look on her face. It quickly became a giggling fit.
"Are you ok, Bugsy?" She knelt down in front of him, hovering her face over his, which was currently faced upside down.
Hesitantly, the boy flipped over, sitting himself up. A deep red blush stained his cheeks.
"Ha, yeah, I'm ok…at least I had my Spinarak to cushion my fall, even just a little!" They shared a giggle. Whitney tugged on the cushion.
"It's cute! Can I hold it?" Her big pink eyes sparkled at the spider pillow, with button eyes and cotton ball joints. It was a cutely made pillow, one that she did not own.
Bugsy handed her the cushion, pleasantly surprised at his crush's reaction to it. "But…I thought girls thought bugs were gross!"
Whitney smiled and cuddled the pillow. "Of course I think bugs are gross!"
Bugsy gave her a funny look, making her laugh. Clearly, something was missing in the information Bugsy had inferred about girls.
"Ha ha ha! Yes, bugs are gross, but some are just so ugly, they're cute! Like this little Spinarak! Look at those cute big eyes! And its little bendy legs—ooh, so adorable!"
"So ugly it's cute? I guess it makes sense. So, you like Bug Types?" Bugsy asked, still a bit dumbfounded that he met a girl who had an interest similar to his.
"I do! Some of them are really cute." She placed the pillow down and took his hands in hers. She smiled widely at Bugsy's embarrassed look.
"But the only thing cuter than a Bug Pokémon is the person who trains them."
~Al Final~
Author: Tee hee, wasn't this adorable? I've shipped this pairing pretty much since the beginning of time. The idea of two young kids in Lilipup love makes me all fuzzy inside. I'm usually Bugsy in the dating scene: I'm super inept, and no matter how romantically I can write, it seems as though my actual attempts are always…-makes farting noise-. But that's just me—I hope you liked it, and POR FAVOR, SI SI SENOR, review! Afterwards, go ahead and enjoy Chapter Three! Spread the Plainhive Love!
