Motivated by the capture of Groudon while playing Pokemon Ruby, and a random dude's Vinctini request. (Thanks for reminding me, by the way, I owe you lots.)

Inspired by Pokedex description of Celebi in Soul Silver version - When CELEBI disappears deep in a forest, it is said to leave behind an egg it brought from the future.

Two

-A Green Little Girl Makes A Visit-

The kitchen was eerily silent, save for the sizzling of the fresh hot eggs by the kitchen island, and the brewing of a coffee pot by the corner of the place. Two young men glared at one another, each of them seated on opposite ends of the island like they meant business. One of them had a red spiky leather jacket, wile the other wore a blue coat with unique red patterns by his sleeves, and a messy hairdo to indicate he just woke up from bed. The same could have gone for the other man, but his red French beret had hidden any signs of morning hair and baggy eyes.

The glare could've melted the pots and pans hanging above the island between them, and the sizzling sounds could've been mistaken for the tension they were both building. One would think they had an argument last night that hasn't been resolved.

But if you were Rayquaza, you'd know better, and that they have been at it since they were babies.

'Eat your eggs already, boys, I'm lucky none of you are of Fire types. I can feel the heat between you two already. ' The familiar voice rang loudly from the lounge that was across the kitchen, and the men kept their glare as they munched loudly on their eggs.

The coffee pot beeped, and the man in blue was the first to turn around.

Meanwhile, the other man in red took the opportunity to throw his fork in his direction. It bounced against the temple of his head, smudging his hair with a little bit of egg yolk. The victim spun around quicker than lightning. If their expressions before are considered glares, now they would look like demons about to unleash hell.

Both of them took no time to pounce at each other on the island, screaming at the top of their lungs with their hands at each other's throats.

Meanwhile, at the front door, a delicate little finger pressed the doorbell. The little green girl quickly adjusted her frilly dress again nervously, a little intimidated by the roars and screams from the interior of the house. But it didn't take long for her call to be answered. The man who came to the door was in a baggy green shirt with big ugly words printed in yellow, 'Flying Sky High', along with an equally horrible Pikachu print flying cross the fabric.

'Hello, Sir Rayquaza.' She smiled.

'Celebi.' The man moved aside for her to come in. 'Why, it's been a while.'

Celebi took off her ballerina shoes and put them neatly on the shoes' rack by the entrance. Then she followed Rayquaza back into the lounge. It was a pretty place to be in for relaxation, the only flaws being the mass of newspapers piled up at the coffee table, and the amount of chaotic noise emanating from the kitchen. Otherwise, its simple white theme has given her quite a soothing presence.

'Why don't you help yourself while I go fetch the boys.' Rayquaza nodded at the couch, and Celebi obediently went to sit there with a strict posture.

'Get off my face, blockhead, or I'll clean that beret of yours with so much hot water, it would shrink and fit onto one of Darkrai's voodoo dolls!'

'Not if I burn your precious ponytail first, ugly trout! I'll stick flowers and butterfly pins into your hair as an end result!'

The two bodies were entangled on top of the island, the pots and pans scattered all over the kitchen, the fighters' hairs stained with eggs, and both of their coats horribly soaked in coffee. They didn't notice their guardian making slow strides into the kitchen, and then just stood there contemplating for a few seconds how to clean up the mess later.

Suddenly, strong hands grabbed each of their collars. Groudon and Kyogre were hauled off the island by their strong babysitter, but it didn't stop them from their glaring fest at each other. 'Alright, boys, keep it down. We have a little visitor. Go and fix yourselves up, won't you?'

After picking most of the food out of their hair and changing into polo shirts of their respective favored colors, all recipients of the house were finally presented together in front of Celebi. She remained nervous in her seating posture, her grip hard on her little green tote bag, and her back straight as a ruler. Rayquaza sighed.

'Celebi, relax.'

The girl let out a breath she didn't know she held. She giggled nervously at him. 'Sorry, sir. I have been traveling.'

'Oh? Whenever did you go this time?' he inquired politely.

'I was traveling through the forests of Unova region, and there were these ninjas coming after something. I had to save it.' She opened her tote bag, and with her small hand she pulled out an object cradled in a soft pillowcase.

An egg.

Rayquaza looked at her. 'Does Arceus know of this?'

'Well, um…' Celebi stammered, but later admitted, 'No. I was so scared, I only trusted you. Please, sir. I do not dare to put this egg back in the Black Forest again, those ninjas look so Dark and desperate. I only wanted to protect her.' she unconsciously hugged the egg, her big, blue eyes on the verge of tears.

Without a doubt Rayquaza gave an answer. 'We promise, Celebi, but we must let Arceus know of this egg. It could be a dangerous Pokemon in there.'

'It's not dangerous, I promise.' She insisted. 'It's a very sweet Pokemon.'

Rayquaza trusted her, partially because she's a Psychic, but also because she is a trustworthy being. 'Alright. Do you want to give us the egg now?'

'Um, I guess.'

'Tell you what, Celebi. Why don't you stay at Meloetta's for the night, and we'll go and report of this incident to Arceus together tomorrow morning? You could use the rest from the traveling.'

Celebi was silent, but she showed no opposition, so Rayquaza made it a decision to escort her to Meloetta's house. 'Boys, see to it that she is safe throughout the journey.' he ordered immediately.

'But Aunt Meloetta's house is just a few streets away.' Groudon stated. Without a warning he got whacked in the head.

'Do as I say, Groudon. You're going as well, Kyogre. Don't bicker in front of the little girl.' The oldest of the trio warned, and within minutes they were thrown out of the house with only their slippers and an unsettling green girl.