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I was currently searching for the cleaning supplies in the closet, before Ellie walked behind me, giving me a friendly smile.
"Need some help?" She asked politely.
Not wanting to seem rude, I quickly nodded. She gave a light laugh, before taking my hand and leading me down a long corridor.
I blushed a little, never really having any pretty girl in such close proximity to me, let alone touch me.
We stopped at the laundry room, which reminded me of my mother's hotel, and opened a few cabinets.
The cabinet itself was filled with fresh cleanings supplies! Vacuums, mops, dusters, cleaning chemicals, you name it, they had it. I gave a sigh of relief when I saw all of the supplies that I needed.
"Take what you need, but make sure to put them back!" Ellie called, leaving me to my own devices.
I began to pick through all of the supplies, building up a surplus of necessities.
After gathering my items, I began to clean the entire house. I started off by using agility, racing through the house, dusting bookshelves, pictures, and I think maybe Flare, before slowing down, making sure I got every single detail.
I still needed to vacuum the house, before mopping the kitchen, so I went into a room with several couches, and a large tv. I began to vacuum, and eventually had the floor done. Well almost done.
Due to my OCD, I went over the room almost fifteen times, but was still not satisfied.
Grace walked in, and plopped down on the couch, giving a sigh of relaxation.
I shrugged it off, evaluating what I missed, before she spoke up.
"We also clean under the couches." She explained, flipping through some magazine.
That's it! I needed to clean under the couches. I walked over and effortlessly picked up the couch Grace was sitting on, and proceeded to clean under the couch.
"Eh!?" Grace gasped as she was suddenly thrust into the air, as I quickly cleaned the cushions, before placing down the couch.
She was still floating, before she started to fall down. I caught her and gently sat her on the ground, keeping her steady until she recovered from her sudden flight.
"Sorry about that Grace." I apologized, before I continued the exact same routine with the other couch.
She just nodded, returning back to her magazine, well actually, she was casting me constant glances over the top of her magazine.
As I set down the other couch, Grace got up, and left the room silently. Weird…
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The Glaceon
I felt my heart flutter, as I clutched my chest, leaning back against the wall. It was impossible.
I was having feelings for some guy that I barely met four hours ago, yet…
I began to feel warm, sliding down the wall as I dreamed about the handsome Lucario.
He's so nice, caring, and strong….Not to mention that he's a damn great cook.
I giggled a bit, before running up to my room, giggling the whole way. I passed a few of my sister that looked at me strangely, but I didn't care.
I jumped and lied down on my bed, without a care in the world as I thought about my Lucario butler.
I can make him do whatever I want… I thought, drool beginning to form in my mouth, I can make him do this, show him how to do this, and how to be a real man…
However my thoughts were interrupted, as the door to my room opened up. I sat up, trying to wipe off my saliva.
"Yes?" I asked, trying my hardest not to panic.
My Espeon sister came in my room and locked it, before turning back to me.
"We need to 'talk'." She said in a suggestive manner. I felt myself getting slightly aroused. I was hoping that she was going to do what I thought she was, but alas, she really did want to talk.
"Why are you thinking of Lawrence like that? I haven't seen you in such a way before." She asked, obviously trying to get me to spill it.
"Why are you going through my head?" I countered. When mom was away, Ellie was always acting as our mother, and constantly going through our heads.
"That doesn't answer my question Grace."
"W-Well the reason I'm t-thinking that way is because.. he…he caught me, and is so strong, and caring and so nice and talented…" I blushed a little as I listed off all these things about him.
"You're drooling." Ellie said, tilting her head to the side.
I blushed a little harder, and was about to wipe it, before hearing some shouting coming from downstairs, followed by some explosions.
I worriedly glanced at Ellie. "Did mom tell dad?" I asked, fearing the worst.
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The Lucario
"S-Sir, let me explain!" I shouted, after dodging yet another shadow claw.
My Umbreon opponent slid a little as he was trying to land.
"Like hell I will! What do you think I am stupid!?" He shouted before using quick attack.
I didn't dodge it, and I was pushed back into a wall, a picture becoming tilted. I got up and straightened it.
"Sir, if you will let me-" I tried again, before ducking as a shadow claw whisked over my head.
"I'm not having you come in my house and rape my daughters thief!" He shouted angrily.
"R-Rape your daughters?! Sir, I wouldn't think of doing anything of the sort!" I said, hurt that he would say such a thing.
"Daddy, what are you doing!?" Ellie asked, restraining her Umbreon father.
"Ellie, you stay out of this!" He shouted, struggling to get of her grip. All the other girls quickly latched onto the fighting Umbreon, as he started to pull them along.
"Dad, stop this!" Grace pleaded, feet planted firmly on the ground.
"Never!" He roared, anger evident in his voice. I was still catching my breath from all of the dodging I had done.
"Dad, Lawrence is our butler!" Lisa yelled.
The Umbreon blinked for a second. He soon stopped fighting.
"Butler!?" he asked, shock evident on his face.
"That's what I was trying to tell you." I said, while fixing up the now destroyed room.
The Umbreon let out a light chuckle. The girls let go of him, and he walked over to me.
"Sorry about that, Lawrence was it?" He said, extending his hand. I quickly shook his hand.
"Yes, sir." I replied. He smiled.
"My name is Norman, it's a pleasure to meet you." He said, before his hand grip tightened and he tried to flip me, but due to me being a pokeleathon champion, I quickly forced him into a mercy grip. He struggled a bit more.
"Sir, you will only make it worse if you keep moving." I tried reasoning.
"Come on Lawrence! I need a sparring buddy, and you will do just fine!" He said excitingly, as I released him.
He tried to throw a punch but I simply caught it. I raised an eyebrow as he quickly reeled his hand away, blowing on it.
"D-Do you think some trick like that will stop me? Finally I have a worthy opponent!" He shouted, already charging at me. He leapt in the air, and stretched out his foot. I took one step to the left, and he flew into the wall.
We all sweat dropped as he cried out in pain, his foot throbbing.
Whilst we were still fighting, the girls were having a small conversation.
"Do you think Lawrence will be okay?" Flare asked.
"He'll be fine, did you see all those moves? I think we should be worried more about dad." Lisa replied.
They all nodded agreement, focusing on the fight.
"Come on Lawrence! Hit me once! Here, hit me as hard as you can!" Norman said, leaning out with his face. I sighed, showing displeasure to this.
"Do I have to?" I asked.
"You're our butler, so follow your orders!" He said eagerly. Never had I seen a man so eager to get punched in the face.
"If you say so…" I muttered, barely pulling back my arm as I punched him with 1/4 of my strength.
Either I lied about my strength, or he was really light as he went flying through the ceiling, and went soaring above the clouds.
I sweat dropped as the girls gaped at their father flying away.
"Will he be okay?" I asked, marveling at the sight of the first flying Umbreon.
The girls nodded, before Julie stepped forward. "He had to leave anyway, said he would be back when mom would come home." She explained.
"How did you hit him like that?" Lisa asked.
"I train hard, besides, that was only a little bit of my power." I said.
The girls jaws dropped, as they heard my words.
"O-Only a little!?" they shouted. I nodded, and casually straightened some pictures and fixed a lamp shade.
"Yep, now if you'll excuse me, I have some laundry to do."
So how was that? This story won't really be as dark as TLC, and I hope this chapter is funny to you guys. Norman's personality is based off of Ichigo's father from Bleach. Anyway favorite and review! SL is outta here!