A/N: All credit for the idea of this AU goes to Kenitoh Menara. Check out his story, Rosa's New Perspective, which is the original. It is thanks to him I can write and publish this.
The muffled noise of talking awoke me from my slumber. There were two voices I heard. One sounded calm and high pitched, the other seemed to have panic laced in their voice. As my surroundings became less hazy I realised what the voices were. Francine was at the end of my crib, looking stressed and seemed to be talking loudly to the pokemon next to me.
The pokemon next to me was also a lopunny, but with pink fluffy ears and pink cotton wrists instead of cream. This pokemon seemed to be cooing and looking at me as if I was… a baby.
I suddenly realised why Francine seemed a little panicky.
"Mom, please! She's not used to being babied yet, this is just a tester!" Francine begged.
"Oh but she's so cute in her wittle outfit! Can I change her wittle diaper?"
My eyes opened fully and I saw Francine mouthing a 'sorry' at me. I smirked and looked up at my supposed new grandma.
"Good morning mom, good morning… is it alright to call you grandma?" I asked. She squealed in delight as Francine just shook her head with a smile.
"YES! Please call my granny, it's fine honey!" She buzzed.
"Now now, Aubrie let the poor girl wake up in peace." A deeper voice sounded out.
I sat up and glanced at the open door, curious. There stood a diggersby with his arms crossed. A bunnelby was beside him smirking at us. I looked at the pair of pokemon curiously. Francine had told me she would have family over for her wedding but didn't get into whom. I guessed the diggersby was my new grandad.
I stood up in my bed, and Francine picked me up. There was a squelching noise coming from my diaper, and a blush found its way on my cheeks. Francine just gave me a reassuring smile and shooed everyone else out the room.
"Come on! Out! You can meet my new daughter after she's dressed and ready."
Francine placed me on the changing mat. I snuck a quick look at the clock on her wrist and saw it was only half past eight. The wedding started in the afternoon at two o'clock so we had plenty of time to relax. I'd usually sleep in, but I was so excited for the wedding.
She pulled off the soggy diaper and wiped me down. To my surprise, she slipped on a pair of underpants instead of a diaper.
"I thought you might just want a normal pair of underwear for today since you're going to be wearing that dress."
"Thanks mom." I slipped out. I climbed off and saw Francine smiling brightly at me.
"Are you alright calling me that?" She asked.
"I was kind of hesitant at first, but you've been so nice and since I am going to be babied, I wanted to. Plus it feels nice."
"How long would it take for you to call Oliver dad? Or is that pushing it?"
I thought for a second.
"Maybe after a few days." I replied.
The rest of the morning was spent meeting my new family. Turned out the bunnelby was Francine's little brother and my new uncle. His name was Peter and my new grandad was called Robin. We talked for bit about the wedding before other things cropped up in our conversations.
"I thought Francine said you didn't like babying." Said Peter.
"At first I didn't want to, but I've changed my mind." I replied.
Me and him talked for a while, getting to know each other. We decided to play the like game. He would say a noun and I would say what my favourite was of that thing and then vice versa.
"Colour." He said.
"Purple. My turn." I replied. "Food?"
"Chocolate!" He exclaimed. I giggled.
"Me too."
"What's your favourite thing about my sister?"
"I like that she's kind and doesn't force me to do anything I don't want to."
"Come get dressed Emily!" I heard Francine call from my room.
I happily skipped to my room and saw my new mother holding out the violet dress. It was so gorgeous; it was long and reached past my ankles and had a lace bow around the waist. The sleeves were lace and reached from my shoulder to my wrist. It definitely looked like a dress for younger girls, but I loved it so much I didn't mind. Francine then pulled my hair into a plaited bun. She placed a purple bow that matched the one round my waist round the bun.
I looked in the mirror and I was sure I was looking at a different person.
"You look amazing darling." Francine complimented.
"Now it's your turn mom!" I declared. We both headed to her room where Aubrie was waiting with my new mother's dress.
My grandmother ushered me out of the room and I joined Peter and Robin in the living room watching TV.
"You look amazing, sweetheart." Commented Robin as I walked in. I blushed slightly, and saw that he and Peter had their suits on, with purple ties to match my dress.
It took almost half an hour before Francine came out with her dress on. And she looked stunning. She had the traditional white wedding dress with a large bellowing skirt. The white material got to just above her breasts, and then lace covered the rest of her torso. The straps were also lace, in the shape of flowers. I saw under her long dress she had white crystal-like high heels as if she was the original Cinderella.
"You look like a princess mom!" I praised. She giggled and blushed brightly.
Aubrie then came out from behind her wearing an orchid dress, with a fabric flower on the right of her chest. It reached just above her knees. Aubrie was cooing at me again, although I didn't mind. Francine nudged her mother slightly, but this didn't deter the lopunny.
"Isn't she just adorable in her little dress? Let me take a picture!" Aubrie squealed. Before anyone could disagree, my new grandmother snapped a picture of me in my dress, looking quite flustered.
"Mother!" Snapped Francine. "I keep telling you, she's not used to the baby treatment yet, so can you just talk to her like a normal per-"
"I don't mind mom, honestly. I'm going to get so much more when I start being babied." I interrupted.
Aubrie was taken slightly aback by her daughter's response.
"I'm sorry dearie. But she does look cute."
Francine sighed.
"I know Emily does and I'm sorry too. I'm just so worried that this wedding won't go as I planned. Me and Oliver have worked so hard to even get engaged in the first place and…"
While Francine was ranting to her mother, Peter led me away and we started to play some games alone. We both thought it was best for her to be alone with her parents. I decided to ask him a personal question.
"What does mom mean by her and Oliver worked so hard to get engaged?" I asked him. His ears twitched as he thought.
"Fran (that's my nickname for her) didn't live here in Hoenn before the revolution. She lived with us in Kalos. But then since Team Flare was being increasingly violent towards pokemon, we got moved here. The revolution still hadn't fully up risen in Hoenn yet though, and we had to hide.
"Francine met Oliver during this time, and they became really good friends. Before long, they started dating. But then we had to move to the other end of Hoenn to protect us from Team Rocket's attacks. Fran didn't see Oliver for another year, but still hung onto the hope he was alive. After that year passed and Hoenn was fully revolutionised by the pokemon. Fran searched for another month trying to find Oliver. But he had been reported MIA for a while. Fran then thought he had died and wouldn't stop mourning.
"However, he had also been looking for her and we organised to surprise her. I have never seen her so happy. He then proposed to her on the spot and of course she said yes. It sounds weird, but all that time they spent apart, only drew them closer together."
I was stunned into silence. Their life story was like a movie that you would see and not believe it could happen. Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of the year she spent apart from him.
"Fran told me about your parents," Peter said. "So if anyone were to understand what you're going through, it would be her."
"Come on guys!" Called out Aubrie. "It's time to go!"
Me and Peter both made our way out of the house. I saw the long, white car parked up outside, and buzzed with excitement as I knew it was a limousine. The driver was a Mr Mime, and gave us a big smile as he held out the door. Me and Peter both leapt into the car. The inside was even bigger than it looked on the outside. The seats were lined with smooth fabric and there were jars of chocolates and sweets inside.
Aubrie and Robin followed us into the car, as did Francine. Her dress took up a few seats, but she pulled me up onto her lap. I nuzzled into her lap, and she held me tight for the whole journey. I could feel her panic build as we approached the building where she was getting married.
"You two go ahead." Robin said. "We need to get the pictures."
We both nodded and headed into the building. The roserade receptionist smiled at us brightly and pointed down the hall at seeing our attire.
"The wedding is down there to the left." She instructed. "And may I say you both look adorable in your outfits."
We both blushed and headed to where she directed. I saw quite a large group of pokemon had gathered, including families with human children. They all wore dresses and suits with little pacifiers in their mouths. Now that I had experienced some babying I didn't feel uncomfortable seeing them, and even smiled as I passed them down the aisle.
I reached Oliver, and suffice it to say, he looked extremely nervous. Sweat was dripping from his face… wait, do swamperts even sweat? As he saw me, he smiled and pulled me into a hug.
"Hey princess, is my queen here yet?" He said softly.
"She's just getting her picture taken." I answered. He nodded and let me go from the embrace.
"Are you nervous?" I questioned.
"No." He mumbled, his voice cracking. "Okay maybe."
"Don't worry." I reassured. "Mom is just as nervous as you."
"Oh? Mom, is it? That's sweet, honey. I won't push you to call me dad but…"
"But I will anyway dad." I replied with a giggle. He beamed, his panic seemingly melting away. "Who's your best man?"
He gestured to an absol, talking to a ledian, holding a human boy in a cute little bow tie, looking quite embarrassed. His black hair covered most of his face, in an obvious attempt to shy away from everyone else. I followed Oliver as he approached them.
"Jake, Ashley, this is Emily. After today, she's going to be my new daughter."
The boy in the bow tie looked up and I grinned at him. He just clung to his mother tighter. The absol spoke.
"Hello Emily, it's nice to meet you."
He held out his paw and I shook it. The ledian did the same. Then she spoke.
"This is Oscar. He's a little shy around others, and he's new to the babying. Go on Oscar, say hello."
The boy didn't move, only looking at me cautiously with his green eyes. Then his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked away in a panic. His mother looked embarrassed.
"Oscar." She nagged. He rolled his eyes.
"Hi." He muttered. His mother glared at him, but I just giggled, making the boy blush.
"Why don't we organise a play date for them?" Jake ventured. Oliver looked down at me and I nodded.
"I'd love that." I said politely. Oscar only grumbled a 'maybe' in response.
Both our fathers arranged a date and me and Oscar were left to talk for a second.
"You look very handsome today, Oscar." I smirked, as he then blushed a bright red.
"You look nice too I suppose." He muttered.
"Do you know how our fathers know each other?" I asked.
"They were best friends as kids and then they worked together." Oscar said, startling me as he said a full sentence without mumbling. He brushed some hair out of his face and I fully saw his eyes. They were a really nice shade of green. Wait, what?
Peter then bounded up to me.
"She's coming!" He exclaimed. I got up in a hurry and followed him out the exit, waving to Oscar. He didn't wave back, but he smiled slightly.
We got to the entrance and there stood Francine, ready to be brought down the aisle. Aubrie had already taken her place in the audience at the front. Peter then raced back to be in his position; he was the ring bearer.
The traditional wedding music started to play, and Francine nodded for me to do down. I was joined then by the two other bridesmaids: Annabella and Lexie. It turns out that they and Francine were good friends and that was why they made the dresses for a much cheaper price.
We both walked down the aisle, me going first. Everyone gave a little 'aww' as they saw me, some even cooing at me. I just smiled and held my pink rose bouquet as I had practised. I then joined Aubrie on Francine's side of the hall. Annabella then followed me, followed by Lexie.
Finally, Francine walked down the aisle, a bouquet of red roses in her paws. Robin was next to her, pride evident on his face. Oliver beamed as he saw his bride coming towards him. She joined him at the end of the aisle, and they stood locking eyes with each other.
An alakazam then stood behind them, evidently taking the ceremony.
"We welcome one and all to this special occasion here today." He announced. "We are here to join two pokemon in matrimony. But a marriage isn't just about…"
I zoned out for quite a while; I have such a short attention span. I looked over at my new parents and smiled. They were looking at each other with such love, something I hadn't seen in a while.
My mind suddenly flashed back to the day before the revolution took over Hoenn…
"Are you sure you'll be alright, honey?" My mother said to me, her hand stroking my shoulders to calm my nerves.
"Of course! It's just like my journey in Hoenn except it's in Kalos instead…" My sentence trailed off at the end as I started to realise how big this journey was.
"Don't worry your little head." Chuckled my dad, patting my head jokingly. "You'll be fine. I don't think I've ever met someone as tough as you. Plus when you get there, your cousin Gemma will help you."
I nodded and finished packing up my things. The TV was blaring with this sitcom until it was suddenly interrupted.
"We interrupt this broadcast with an announcement. Pokemon all across Hoenn are taking over cities and town. They are removing adults from their families and capturing the children. Please be alert and when the alarm sounds in your town and to stay with your children at all times. Thank you for your attention."
The TV switched back to the sitcom, and the house was eerily silent. Even my brother and sister who were messing about fell silent and looked over to mom and dad. They looked at each other with panic.
"I don't want to go to Kalos anymore." I said quickly, tears lacing my eyes. "I want to make sure you guys are alright."
My mother sighed and nodded.
"We'll all be fine." Dad announced, gesturing to an embrace. We all rushed forward and he gave us a huge hug. We all snuggled into each other. "We'll all be fine if we all remember each other. Even if they do split us up."
My whole body started to shake with my sobs. Tears fell like a waterfall down my cheeks. I had finally remembered something about my parents. My sniffing was heard by Francine and she turned round.
"Honey what's the matter?" She asked.
"I'm fine Francine." I snapped, folding my arms. She looked at me shocked.
"What's wrong?" She whispered softly, trying to hold my hand. Now Oliver's attention was drawn to me.
"Everything." I seethed with rage. I sat up and ran out of the hall.
"Emily!" Francine called after me. Oliver tried to sprint after me to but tripped over Francine's dress.
They both repeatedly called after me, but I wasn't listening. All I could see was my parents loving gaze ripped away from me by the stupid pokemon. I hated them so much.
The building we were in was right next to a large forest area that used to be used as a training sight for pokemon trainers. Now it was barren of both trainers and pokemon, and was used for hiking and exploring. However it was quite dense, so my dress was continuously getting torn and ripped.
My breathing was at an alarmingly rapid pace, and my vision was blurring. I stopped suddenly as I realised what was happening: I was having a panic attack. I had never had a proper one before, and my mind was freaking out at the thought of not controlling my thoughts or body. I collapsed to the ground and leant against a tree. The bark was ruff against my back but the pain was lost in the sea of thoughts entering my mind.
My mother and father's voice was swarming around me, as was Francine and Oliver's. I saw my siblings playing with each other, and then saw Peter and Oscar. The two sides clashed together, and seemed to explode.
I then heard voices ring out, in real life. I wobbled about as I stood up and started to run once again. I struggled to breathe as my lungs felt like they were about to give up on myself. Black dots appeared in my vision, and my mind panicked.
I couldn't be caught by them again. Francine and Oliver would hate me for ruining their wedding. As if I care.
I'd never be allowed to be on my own again, in fear I'd run away. But I would.
They would just pity me. Not much change there then.
They will never love me. Still don't see any change.
I will never be able to see my parents again. They weren't going to help anyway.
I'll become depressed. And I'll just want to die.
I might act on those feelings. And I'll succeed.