Straight To The Heart Chapter 6: ESP Cookies, a pokémon fanfic

Okay! update! i wrote this all today cuz i really wanted to get it up! i want to thak some people who make me happy!

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LASTTIME:

"i cant even imagin what that was like..." i lie.

"now why dont i belive you?" He says, inspecting me closely.

"i-i w-WHAT?" i screech.

"Lets go, weve got a project to do." and he drops it like that.

^Dawn's Point of View^

After a silent drive to Paul's home, we arive at a two story house, with blue sideing.

"Awe, its so cute!" I cooe.

"Yeah..." Paul sipts "its discusting, my brother decorated it" he sighs, opening the front door.

"REGGIE IM HOME AND I BROUGHT A... erhm FRIEND?" he say, questioning the word.

"I can feel the love Sunshine" I say with a venomus glare. I hear a parade of footsteps, and a purple haired man comes rushing down the stairs. I can see the resemblence to Paul. The same hair, and the same eyes, but this mans, are warmer, not as hard.

"Hello! Im Reggie, Paul's older brother!" he greets, while takeing my hand to shake it. "Paul! why didnt you tell me we were having company! I didnt make any cookies" he says with a pout.

"i litteraly just met her today, we have a project to do together." Paul explains.

"SO? WHY DID YOU USE YOUR ESP?" Reggie screams.

Paul pinches the bridge of his nose "for the last time, i dont have ESP Reggie..." I begin to giggle.

"Oh!" Reggie exclaims, "I didnt catch your name, beautiful" I smile and begin to answer when Paul cuts me off.

"Her name is Dawn" he says, tapping his foot.

"well Dawn, would you like some cookies?" Reggie asks with stars in his eyes.

"uhm, sure?" i ask, a little afraid of what could happen if i say no.

"Don't incurage him..." Paul replys cooly.

"Oh come on Paul, Ive never had homemade cookies!" I begg, i really havent, no one in our house can cook.

Reggie gasps, then draggs me by the hand into what i prisume is the kitchen.

"we are going to make cookies. NOW. Grab the flower for me please." Reggie requests.

" we have work to do, we dont have time to bake stupid cookies." Paul scolds.

"you love my cookies" Reggie grumbles.

" please Paul, i really want to make them" I begg him with my large eyes.

"..." He looks into my eyes with a hard glare. "...fine, just hurry up" He demands.

"Orrrr" i begin, grabbing Pauls calloused hand "you can help too!" i cheer.

"not gunna happen Dawn, ive been trying to do that for years." Reggie says sadly.

"C'mon Paul!" i squeez his hand lightly "look at it this way, we need to know eachother to find a song that discribes eachother right? So we can use this time to bond!"

"No" Paul says plainly.

"Who said you have a choice?" I say with a smirk.

"im outta hear, ill be in my room when your done" Paul says, turning around to leave, but im not letting that happen. I pounce from where i was standing, to Paul and push him to the ground, landing on his stomach.

"What the fuck Troublesome!" Paul growls. "Get up"

"not until you agree to help us!" i demand.

"No!" He yells.

"then i guess i better get comfortable!" i sigh.

"oh come on! Get your ass up!" Paul bellows.

"Mabey focusing on her butt isnt the best thing to do in that situation.." Reggie recomends.

"Reggie!" Both me and Paul says at the same time, to that he simply laughs.

I turn back to Paul in time to see the last of his blush dissapear.

"Are youing to get up?" He asks

"are you going to help?" i retort.

"No"

"then im not getting up!" I say, with determanation all over my face. I move a little to be in a more comfortable position, stradeling Paul's hips.

"Fine, ill help just get up" Paul growls, a blush bairily visable on his tan complection.

"are you sure you want her to you seem to be enjoying yourself Paul" Reggie asks teh his younger brother.

"Reggie..." Paul warns. Reggie just shruggs.

"Okay! Lets make some cookies!" i giggle, as i hop off of Paul.

"Joy..." Paul grumbles.

After we spend 3 hours mixing, bakeing, waiting, and iceing, were sitting around a round oakwood table.

"Wait so Paul fellon the kid, or the kid fell on him?" i ask throught my many fits of laughter.

"He fell on the kid!" Reggie howls with laughter.

"Okay, ehough imbarising Paul for now" Paul grumbles.

"refering to yourself in the third person now?" I asks with a smirk playing on my lips.

"dont start with me troublesome" Paul growls.

"oh lighten up Sunshine!" i laugh.

"Will you stop with that!" Paul scolds.

"nah, its to much fun seeing you riled up Sunshine!" i say with a giggle as i toussle his hair, and he glares.

"you two sound like a couple alreddy" Reggie says resting his head in the fold of his congoind hands.

"couple?" Paul says anoyed.

"alredy?" i ask in the same tone as Sunshine.

"Oh nothing little peoples!" Reggie cooes.

"okay then.." i sigh.

"Can we do our project now?" Paul asks with a anoyed sigh.

"oh sure! have fun you two!" Reggie says with a wave.

"okay, how are we going to do this?" Paul asks.

"We can wright a list!" I say with a smile.

"of...?" i sigh at his tone.

"things about eachother!" i say exitedly.

"okay i guess.." he sighs

After i rattle off the questions and copy them down onto paper, he looks down at his copy and begins as do i:

#1 what is your faveorite color:

BLACK

#2 What is your faveorite thing to do:

SING

#3 Who is you hero:

MY FATHER

#4 Why is this person your hero:

HE IS THE REASON IM ALIVE, WHY I HAVE A HOME

#5 What is your bigest fault:

THE FACT THAT I CANT KEEP MY OPINION TO MYSLEF

#6 Who do you hate the most:

MARCAS

"Okay! im done!" i squeel.

"took you long enough" he sighs .

"calm yourself Sunshine..." i say with a glare "okay gimmie your paper!" i grab at it but he holds it back, and looks at me hesadently. "you can trust me, i wont tell anyone Paul" I say, looking up into his onyx eyes, deeper and deeper, and i find myself lost, until he sighs and i snap back to my morbid reality.

"fine, im trusting you troublesome" he says with a stirn look, and i smie and nodd.

#1 what is your faveorite color:

PURPLE

#2 What is your faveorite thing to do:

PLAY PIANO

#3 Who is you hero:

REGGIE

#4 Why is this person your hero:

HE DEALS WITH MY SHIT DAILY

#5 What is your bigest fault:

MY TEMPER

#6 Who do you hate the most:

URSALA, THAT WHORE

I burst out laughing at the part with Ursala.

"Why are you laughing?" he yells,looking up from my paper, obviously anoyed.

"No! Paul im laughing about the bit with Ursala! Nothing else!" I rush over to him and grab his upper arm.

"oh alright.. i guess" He says, regaining his composure quickly "sorry i got upset troublesome." He growls then his eyes light up. "i got a song for you" he says with a evil smirk.

"uh oh im afraid" i say with a smile as he walks over to his computer. (Dear Diary: by P!nk)

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them, and this is what I've
done

I've been a bad, bad girl for so long
I don't know how to change what went wrong
Daddy's little girl when he went away
What did it teach me? That love leaves

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them, and this is what I've
done

I've been down every road you could go
I made some bad choices as you know
Seems I have the whole world cradled in my hands
But its just like me not to understand

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

I learned my lessons
I turned myself around
I've got a guardian angel tattooed on my shoulder

She's been watching over me

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

I've been a bad, bad girl

"oh my gosh Paul!" i scream through laughing.

"i did good?" he asks with a smirk.

"oh yes! all praise the great Sunshine the Plumhead!" i say, out of breath. "i have one for you" i smile as his eyes buldge. (Dont Trust Me: by 3Oh!3)

Black dress, with the tights underneath
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth
And she's and actress (actress),
But she aint got no need
She's got money from her parents and a trust fund back east

T-t-t-tongues, always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth
T-tell your boyfriend (boyfriend) if he said he's got beef
That I'm a vegetarian, and I aint fuckin scared of him!