Blaine/Anonymous
Someone asked for Blaine to get some love, so here he is getting an anonymous Valentine. It's not romantic, but it's a nice friendly gesture.
"Mr. Blaine? Sir?" She knocked loudly. "Hello?"
He took his time sauntering to the front door of the Gym, Growlithe bouncing at his heels and barking with each new knock.
"What is it girlie?" He cocked an eyebrow through the peephole. Visitors were few and far between and Gym battles were even rarer; people didn't like travelling out of their way to the Seafoam Islands just for a badge. "You need one of them League badges?" He sounded almost eager.
"No, I've got one already Sir, I battled you a few years ago."
"Then why're you back here?"
"I was passing through, see. I've been back home in Pallet for too long and I thought I'd visit the Islands for a bit of an adventure. And when I stopped at the Mart in Cinnibar they asked if I'd mind bringing your post."
"I don't get post. The League takes my bills straight from my pay."
"Well, apparently you do, Sir."
"What's the date?"
"May sixteenth."
He opened the door, finally, to see a girl he recognised but could not name standing there with a smile on her face and a Jigglypuff at her feet. Growlithe stepped forwards cautiously to sniff out the strange Pokemon. She held out the letter for him.
"What is it?"
"I don't know, Sir. The Mart worker said it's been there since February. Don't you even visit the island anymore?"
"You're asking too many questions, girlie." He tore the envelope open and skimmed the paper inside, eyebrows narrowing the more he read.
"I'd better be going then." She said, tossing a pokeball into the water to release her Lapras. She climbed up onto its back with her Jigglypuff and pretended not to hear the door of the Gym slam shut. She had no idea if her plan had worked but when she had arrived in Cinnibar and overheard the Mart attendant speaking about how Blaine hadn't had a single challenge or visitor in nearly four months, she'd had to do something. Writing up a fake, anonymous Valentine dated three months earlier wasn't the nicest possible thing she could have done, but it was the best she could do on such short notice.
