C is for Chocolate:
Paul didn't really like chocolate.
The sounds of a wrapper tearing up open was heard.
Paul looked over to his left side, blinking lazily. He narrowed his eyes upon the chocolate bar Dawn had in her hold. Smirking he commented, "You're going to get fat if you eat that."
She stopped from almost biting it, slowly looking at him with those azure eyes of hers. A scoff escaped her pink lips. "Shut up. It's not like I'm eating ten of them, now am I?"
He shrugged, eying her with mischief. "Who knows. Chocolate is addicting to a lot of people. Presumably girls."
Dawn rolled her eyes as she took a small bite, moaning a bit in satisfaction at the taste. It was like she bit a piece of heaven. "Mmmm~" The bluenette took yet, another bite.
Paul simply gave her a skeptical stare, ready to make another sarcastic comment.
Until Dawn proceeded to crash her lips to his, forcefully opening his mouth. She kissed him for a couple seconds, before pulling back. A sly smirk painted her face.
The boy sat there, gawking at her. He felt something in his mouth, and bit down on it. He froze. It was a piece of her chocolate.
She giggled that soft giggle of hers, taking another bite. "I heard chocolate is good for you. Try not to get addicted to it, Paulie~"
The lavender haired trainer quietly ate the piece of chocolate, swallowing it down. He scoffed a bit, looking away to hide his blush. "Whatever..."
Paul is having second thoughts on chocolate.
A/N: Chocolate is good. Very good. /flees/