A Utopian Unova NOT Chapter 14, a pokémon fanfic

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Note: I have more POV shifts than normal and I hope nobody is disturbed by that. Just out of curiosity, do you guys like it when I have more POV shifts or just a few? Comment in the reviews, thanks!

Dawn's POV

Paul and I are an item? I gulped. What did I do?

Abruptly leaving our dorm and the campus, I headed towards a local park. Parking myself on a bench, I started to think.

How did I even agree to Paul's request of becoming his girlfriend? Why did he even ask? I always want to evade any proponent of engaging in vulnerable activity to protect myself, but being Paul's girlfriend? That's just asking for trouble. But he did ask me, so maybe he has some validity behind his actions; maybe he actually wants me to be his girlfriend? Sighing, I continued thinking. Well, maybe it won't be that bad? We both are obviously attracted to one another and I do admit that I kind of have a crush on him, so maybe it won't be that bad? Maybe I can have some fun with this?

I smirked; I will have a lot of fun being Paul's girlfriend.

Leaning back into the bench, I started to gaze at the stars in the sky.

This is just a little fling, nothing more, nothing less. I shouldn't be overly interpreting anything; I just like him, that's it. Regardless, I actually think that it might be good for me to actually acquire some sense of propriety within Paul.

I wonder what he's doing right now. I mean I did just immediately leave after he asked me to become his girlfriend….I'd have to surmise that he'd be pretty pissed.

Smiling, I closed my eyes. No matter what, I'm going to push Paul's limits, mentally and physically. He's going to become my little bitch and he's going to like it. Mentally laughing at myself, I rethought my previous statement. Yeah, I'm going to be the dominant one in the relationship, he's just going to love that. I wonder how Paul deals with jealously? I wonder how horny he gets and how fast? Twirling my lips into a malicious smile, I giggled. Oh, the possibilities.

What the hell? I am going to go all out in this relationship. I'm actually going to allow myself to enjoy things, to install some amount, despite being a very minute amount, of trust into Paul. I know it won't get me anywhere, but it would probably make things more fun.

Snapping my eyes open, I averted my eyes over to the stars again. Happily sighing, I felt at ease. Hopefully, things won't be as bad anymore now that I'm Paul's girlfriend. Well, it's either that or things are going to get ten times worse. Maybe Paul can get rid of my John problem ….. ooohhh, the variations!

With my eyes taking pleasure in the scenery of the park, my mind eloped into a state of bliss. However, as quickly as my elation of bliss came, it left. The cause of such was due to an object coming in direct object with my head. What the hell?

Opening my eyes and regaining consciousness, I looked around. WHAT! Who would throw a tomato at me in the middle of the night?

"HEY DAWN!"

Following the sound of the voice, I saw Barry heading towards me. Of course, it hadto be Barry. Sitting on the bench beside me, I glared at him.

"Why'd you do that?"

"Oh the tomato? Well, you see….I was yelling your name, but you weren't paying attention because you were sleeping or something. And you see….I just happened to be eating a tomato and I threw it at you to get your attention. So yeah," he said rapidly with a smile plastered on his face the whole time.

"Alright then," I replied.

Staring at Barry, I drooped my eyes in sadness. You know what sucks? The kiss I shared with Barry at the beach seems to have slipped out of his mind. He has absolutely no recollection of such which is a shame because Barry is a really good kisser. The reason behind his 'absence' of such event is because during dinner he had a bit to much to drink, which I wasn't a where of, making him completely forget the whole night. But why should I be complaining? Barry and I are just friends, but if I have such a fearful complex of being betrayed and double-crossed then why am I dating Paul? I should be dating Barry.

Sighing, I mentally slapped myself. It shouldn't matter now. Like I said, I actually what to explore this fling with Paul, I actually want to. And besides, I already agreed to Paul, if I were to change my mind he would be pretty mad. Despite everything, I do know one thing. That night Barry kissed me made me realize that he actually likes me. Though he may too embarrassed or too fearful to admit it in his sober state, he does.

Reconnecting my eyes to Barry's, I smiled at him. Wrapping my arms around his waist and snuggling up to him, I whispered something.

"Barry, please don't ever change. You're my best friend, my only friend, and I'm very grateful that I have you. I want you to always stay the way you are."

Returning the gesture, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

Barry's POV

Dawn is close to me, very close, so damn close to me! GAHHHH! And I can't help, but pull her closer too! And why did Dawn just say that? She wants me to always stay the way I am? Why would I change my sex? I like being a man, I would NEVER get a sex change, but having boobs would be cool! I would just caress them all day long and get myself horny….but I like having a penis. GAHHH, my mind hurts!

I'm sure Dawn didn't mean it that way!

Wrapping my arms around her, I sound became enwrapped in her smell. Oh shit, I can't ever think when that sweet cinnamon vanilla goodness enters my nose! Placing her head on my neck, I was able to feel her steady breaths. Tickling her, she started to twirl her lips into a smile. Unintentionally, in the process of doing so, her lips started to imprint themselves on my neck due to the need of hiding herself from the tickles, making me really turned on!

GAHHH! FUCKING SHIT WHAT! I know that I have always liked Dawn, but I can never let her know that! Think about something else, think about something else, THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!

Fixating my mind on a fat naked guy eating coconuts, I soon became eased. Although, having a fat naked guy shove coconuts down his throat wasn't enough to completely zone myself out.

Feeling Dawn's hand go up my shirt, I froze. WHAT IS GOING ON!

"You have really nice abs," she muttered.

Leaving myself in a tensed state, she got off me, giggled, and started to walk away. Is she playing some game with me? WHAT THE HELL! Is she trying to see if I'm gay or not? Wait…that doesn't make sense. Wait! I know! She's marking her territory! THAT'S IT! So my abs are hers now then? So no other girl or guy can touch them? SHIT! Maybe she's jealous! GAAAHGHAGHAHHHAGAHGAGHAGHAHAH, I'M SCREWED!

Wait, maybe she was just complimenting me?

Getting up off the bench, I yelled, "Yeah? Well, you have a nice ass!"

Turning around, she gave me a weird look and started to run away. Shit, what just happened?

Starting to run after her, I began to yell, "DAWN, I AM AN ASS MAN! I AM AN ASS MAN! I AM AN ASS MAN!"

Becoming exhausted, I leaned against a tree. "GODDAMN IT! DAWN, I AM AN ASS MAN!" I don't understand? Why did she run even faster when I started yelling? Maybe I don't get the game she's playing?

"So u lik men ass, ya?" I heard a voice say.

Opening my eyes, they came in contact with a creepy old man who had really bad English.

"ummmmmm, no…," I replied.

"I hav condom, u, me, ass rape?"

"WHAT! NO, I WILL NOT DO SUCH THING!" I yelled.

"U want person to watch, ya? I get purple head, ya?"

"NOOOOOOOO!"

"But u lik men ass? Y not?"

"NO I LIKE VAGINAS!" I screeched. What the HELL is wrong with this guy? He is SO creepy. Why in the hell would I want to have sex with him? I have to get out of here before things get worse or creepier.

"K, I hav that too," he said with a smile.

"WHAT!" This creepy old man has a penis AND a vagina?

Bolting off, I quickly got as far away as possible from that guy. He has MAJOR problems. I will never go back to that park in the middle of the night again, alone at least. Weirdest thing ever.

As I continued my running, I lost track in my state of consciousness, since I was so focused on getting away from that creepy guy, and I collided straight into Dawn making the both of us fell into a TAR PIT! GAAAAAHHHHH! WHO THE HELL PUTS A TAR PIT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD! Ohhhhh…this road is under construction…well that explains that.

"Barry! Why didn't you watch where you were running! Now we're both stuck in this tar pit! Do you know how hard it is to get out too? It's like impossible!"

Looking at her sheepishly, I replied, "Sorry, I didn't mean to. You see, there was this creepy guy who had a penis and a vagina and he wanted to ass rape me. And so-."

Cutting me off, she spoke, "Barry, I don't want to hear it."

Locking eyes with her, I spoke, "Sorry."

"It's okay."

Silence taking over, I began to think. So I'm stuck in this tar pit with Dawn and I can barely move…great. Well, at least tar is really comfortable and it doesn't smell that bad, but I wonder what it tastes like?

"Hey Dawn? Do you know what tar tastes like?"

Eyes maximizing in size, she yelled and threw some tar on me. "BARRY! Don't even think about it."

"Okay, okay, you didn't have to blow up about it. I'm just curious that's all."

Rolling her eyes and sighing, she laid back in the tar.

Alright, so I guess that I'll be stuck in this tar pit with Dawn for a while. AWESOME! But what should we do? Since we're both practically glued in the tar pit from the waist down, the only thing we can do is talk or have a TAR FIGHT…..although I'd think she'd get really mad if I were to do that, so maybe we should just talk? Gahhhhh, but that's boring!

Trying to get comfortable in the tar, I tried to think of something to talk about that wouldn't be remotely boring. Oh, I know! The would you rather game!

"Dawn! Let's play a game!" I said eagerly.

Happily smiling, she repositioned herself in the tar so that she would be facing me and replied, "Alright!"

Just like the good old times from when we were kids, this is going to be so much fun! However, this game of would you rather is going to be far from the same complexity from that of our childhood; it's going to get psychedelic. HELL YES for having hormones and shit!

Returning her smile, I thought of something to say. "Okay, would you be locked in a verysmall and dark closet with Conway for three days or lick and caress another girl's boobs for fifteen minutes?"

"WHAT! BARRY!" she screeched. "You are soo crazy! I wouldn't do either; I think I would rather die," she replied while she scrunched her nose. Gahhh! I love it when she does that! Ever since she was little, she has always had a really high propensity to scrunch her nose at something she doesn't like; it's so adorable!

Paying attention back to the conversation, I smirked. "Dawn! That isn't an option, you have to choose one!"

Getting frustrated, she grabbed a glob of tar and threw it directly in my face. "I know what I can do, I should lock you in a bedroom with Conway and Kenny having sex and you have to watch everything."

"DAWN! EWWWW! NO! I don't roll like that, I only steer one way and that way leads to vaginas. Plus, that would totally destroy my friendship with Kenny. Although, I could really care less about Conway. Regardless, if that ever happened, I would kill myself IMMEDIATELY! I don't do gay porn. Anyway, you have to choose one!"

"Lol, you know you would enjoy it," she said with a wink and then continued, "Fine, I guess if I really had to choose… then I would choose to be locked in a closet with Conway."

What! Why in the hell would Dawn do that? Conway, hands down, is the creepiest guys alive. Once, when I was battling him, he made his Pokemon use hypnosis on ME! Three days later, I woke up in the middle of Lake Verity with no pants, pink hair, and tampons up my nose. I would never do ANYTHING with that guy ever again.

"You know you'd probably get raped," I said apprehensively. The mere thought scared me. Dawn, my best friend in the world, the person I love, getting raped by Conway? I can never come to such a culmination of thoughts.

"Whatever, but now it's my turn!" she said with a smirk. Oh shit, she's going to come up with something really twisted. "Alright, would you rather have a constant flow of uncontrollable drool or run around completelynaked in Hearthrome City for five hours straight?"

"Oh come ON! Is that the best you can do? Of course I would choose uncontrollable drool! I mean I would be like a fucking water Pokemon shooting out water guns. Who wouldn't choose that?"

With her mouth hanging wide open, she screeched, "Gahhhh! Barry! Who would choose that! That is disgusting and no one would want to be your friend."

Flicking my hair and smiling, I replied, "Yeah right, everybody would just be super jealous of my awesome drooling abilities. Okay! It's my turn now! Let's see….would you rather have to tell everyone that you're a sex offender or walk around with a vibrator up your ass for a week?"

"Really Barry? You truly have no competence of mannerisms in this game. I mean who comes up with that? Your lack of propriety knows no bounds for a sense of spontaneity."

Scratching my head, I replied, "Dawn I have no idea what you just said. Can we not use big words right now? I'm going to have to fine you for sounding smarter than me! Now just answer the damn question!"

With a half sided smile, she sighed in defeat. "Alright Barry, I guess I would…..choose to have a vibrator up my ass for a week," she said, saying the last bit in a whisper.

"WHAT! You're such a pervert! You know if you were to do that, your ass would be really sore. Those things feel good at first, but after a while they start to get really irritating!"

Arching an eyebrow, she looked at me questionably. "And how would you know this?"

"A friend of mine dared me to do, so I did. My ass hurt so much that I got a RASH! My rectum was on fire for the following weeks," I yelled. She really doesn't understand the complexity behind the mechanics of a vibrator; it is the demon of pleasure.

Giggling, she smiled, "I love you Barry."

She loves me?

Those little three words were enough to eradicate my mind into pieces, pieces that would no longer be attainable as a whole again. Feeling my mind inflame, feeling my heart swell, feeling my body burn, I mentally checked out. Is the validity behind her statement plausible? Stupid. She probably just means it in a friendly way…but then why am I loosing my mind? GAAHAHAHHAHAHHH!

"Barry? Are you okay?"

Feeling the heat radiate off my cheeks, I averted my attention off her. "Yeah, I'm fine," I muttered.

"Are you sure? You don't look too good," she said in a caring voice.

Relocking my eyes at her, I snapped, "Yes, I'm fine, okay? Let's just continue the game, it's your turn."

Being apprehensive at my answer, she decided not to question it and continued the game. Evading her scrutiny, I relaxed, mentally and physically.

"Alright then….would you rather throw up every time you have an orgasm or have both your hands chopped off?"

Instantly sparking up at her challenge, I smiled voraciously. "Now, that's what I'm talking about! That's a really good one! Both have ups and downs….both are very enticing…..both are inconceivably gorgeous acts of awesomeness…..both would make me soo popular. You got me Dawn, this is a hard one. The options are soo good, but which one is the better one? Damn it, this is hard."

"Barry, how in the world are these options good to you? You would actually enjoy an engagement of one?"

"Hell yeah!" I nearly yelled.

"Fine, then which one is more appealing to you?"

"I choose…throwing up every time I have an orgasm! I mean think about it, when you have an orgasm, you lose calories, but if you threw up at the same time that you had one, you would lose even more calories. That would be the best workout ever!"

"…ummmmmmm? Yeah?"

"HELL YEAH! Come on Dawn, have some enthusiasm! Okay, my turn…would you rather eat your Empoleon alive or eat Paul's dick?"

"WHAT! Barry! Come on! That is just wrong."

"You must choose!" I said happily. It's soo much fun to get Dawn mad.

"Fine, I guess if I had to choose, I would eat Paul's dick."

"What the hell would you do?" We heard a voice say.

Turning around, we both saw Paulstanding directly behind us with a scowl intact. GAAAHHHHH! What is he doing here! In the middle of the street, in the middle of the night, and standing in front of a tar pit, why is he here! The closer he got to us, the closer his anger got to hitting it's boiling point. Oh shit…..this isn't going to be good! Well, at least it won't be good for Dawn, I mean Paul and I are best buds! He would never do anything bad to me, we're brothers! But why is he mad right now? Dawn and I are just 'hanging' out in a tar pit, there isn't anything wrong going on.

"Troublesome, what the hell are you doing?" he growled.

Looking at him, she cringed at his tone and replied nervously, "…..It's really complicated….can y-you just h-help us out right now? Please?"

"Whatever," he mumbled.

Gaahhhhhh! Why is Paul mad? Am I not getting something here?

Calling out his Torterra, he made his Pokemon use it's vines to pull us out. Covered in tar, Dawn and I certainly aren't in the best of shape. Once his Pokemon released us, I decided to leave. I have already wasted so much time; I have to get back on my quest to search for Zekrom!

"Well, this has been fun Dawn, but I have to continue looking for Zekrom. I'll see you guys later! Love ya Paul!"

Bolting off, I quickly left the two behind.

Dawn's POV

Alone with Paul, alone with an angry Paul, alone without mental stability. Crap.

Standing bluntly in back of him, I felt immobile with not only my physical being, but my mental being as well. Okay, so I am just going to accept this new relationship, I have already been over this; I will allow myself to have some fun with this little crush of mine. But then why am I so tense right now? And why is he so angry? Wait…is he envious of my time with Barry? He probably thought that I left to go hang out with him. Shit. Gahhhh, Paul is going to be the desirous, jealous kind of guy, isn't he?

Well, what can I do that would be conceivable to altering his current demeanor?

Turning around, he gave me a glare and then started to walk away. Gahhh, why does he have to make such a big deal about this? Nothing was going on between Barry and me!

"Paul! Wait!"

Not turning around, but stopping, he stood cold. "What?"

Come on! Think of something to say! Racking my brain for possible solutions, I soon came to the deduction that I have nothing. In result, my instincts kicked in, meaning that I would look upon my flirtingmechanisms to get through Paul's head. Well, this should be interesting.

"You know I want to have my way with you right now, but you're so angry. Can we change that?"

Not moving, Paul stood completely frozen, with his back still facing me. Well, it looks like I am going to have amp up the heat to get a reaction. Staying at my place, being at least five feet away from Paul, I started to talk really dirty.

"You're so hot and I want you so badly. I want you to feel me up and down; having your hands trail through every line, every curve, and every crevice of my body. Getting that really hot sensation, eradicating my mind into pieces. Ohhhhhh…. I want your lips attached to mine. I want to spread kisses onto you, I want to shower you with sexual moans. I want-"

Cutting me off, he turned around, grabbed my waist and rammed me up against the side of the building that's to the right of the road. Yelping in unexpectancy, I freaked out which caused him to smirk.

Inhaling his sweet tangy orange smell, my mind started to depart into its own realm of reality. Locking his forehead with mine and pressing his body up against mine, his heavy, hot breaths left nasty imprints on my thinking capacity.

"Troublesome." He breathed. Leaving a light kiss on my neck, he continued, "I want you now."

Intertwining my eyes with his, I smiled. "Well, you're going to have to catch me first," I sultrily whispered in his ear.

Bolting out of his grasp, I broke out into a fast sprint. Glancing behind me, I saw Paul regaining his composure and breaking out into a sprint as well. Contouring my head back around, I started to run faster. If Paul wants me, he's going to have to work for it.

Having the crisp air of the night pelt my face felt amazing. Coursing its way through my hair, the wind is becoming my source of energetic power of integrity, an integrity that is clearly testing Paul. With my giggles rapping the atmosphere of its tranquil nature, they're becoming the origin of which Paul is able to follow me. Gahhhh, why are my giggles so loud?

Jumping over various street obstacles, I thought that I had lost Paul. Wanting to check, I looked over my shoulder and confirmed my assumption, he wasn't. Yes! Twirling my head back around, I was met with a damn pole! GAHH! Since I wasn't paying attention, I collided head into a street pole. Just great.

Sprawled out on the floor, I started groaning, "Ouch, that really hurt. I should of paid attention to where I was going."

"Troublesome, why are you so damn ignorant?"

Flashing my opens open, they met Paul. What? He wasn't even behind me! He must of taken a short cut or something, that bastard.

Helping me up, I leaned into him. "Paul, my head really hurts."

"It'll be fine."

Lifting me up bridal style, I instantly blushed. He hates carrying me this way, so why is he doing it? Willingly, too? Not want to question it, I snuggled into his chest.

Eventually, we reached the dorm. Upon going inside, Paul placed me on the couch and went into the kitchen to go get an ice bag.

"Here," he said, handing me the ice bag.

"Thanks," I muttered.

As the ice pack came in contact with my skin, I tensed. Gahhh! This is so cold! Scrunching my nose up and rubbing my head, I sighed. Hopefully, I won't get a bump or anything. As I carefully began placing the bag upon my head, Paul carefully began watching my every movement, which is starting to creep me out. Please don't tell me he's still horny, I'm really not in the mood.

"ummmm…Paul? I'm okay now….can you go do something else?" I asked apprehensively.

Giving me a weird look, he mumbled something incoherent and left to his room.

Laying back on the couch, I sighed. My head hurts so damn much. Gahhhh…..this migraine is even worse than the one I had on that stupid plane ride. Hopefully, this ice will help ease the pain.

Closing my eyes, I started to think about my life. I still can't believe that I'm dating Pauland to think that it only took three and a half months. I wonder if we will continue this relationship when we get out of here. Since the school year is seven months long, we only have three and a half more months to go, so we're already done with half the year. I will probably break up with Paul, I mean if I go back to Sinnoh I can't possibly be seen with Paul as my boyfriend. Sure we'd probably the hottest celebrity couple, but that's a big risk. Not a lot of people like Paul and if I were to bring the relationship back to Sinnoh, my reputation would probably be skewed. No matter what, my profession, my Pokemon will always come first.

Rolling over on the couch, so I lay on the right side of my body, I granted my consciousness access to sleep. I'm dead tired right now and nothing sounds better than some sleep.

With the shine of the sun breaking the barriers of my eye lids, I groggily awoke. Feeling nasty, I got off the couch and went to go take a shower.

After my shower, I changed into my cute running outfit, grabbed my pokeballs, and left.

I wonder where Paul is? The whole morning I was getting ready, he wasn't at the dorm at all. He probably went to go train his Pokemon or something.

Running through the campus, I soon left and entered the streets of Castelia City. Despite overlooking the ocean, this city isn't as delectable as it sounds. With sky-scrappers littering the city, they easily corrupt the ocean's angelic appearance with their looming presence. Quickly running in and out of the busy people crowding the sidewalks, I eventually entered a deserted clearing. Calling out my Pokemon, I decided that I would take up the majority of this training.

Today, I want to specialize on my combinations during battles so I pitted my Pokemon against each other and surveyed their performance.

First: Togekiss vs. Lopunny

The battle was executed very intensely and gorgeously. It's no wonder that these two are my best. They have natural beauty, a virtuous beauty that cradles their every move, beauty that is only achieved through breeding of the highest means. In regards to their battle, Togekiss's combination of whirlwind and aura sphere faltered Lopunny's performance, which ultimately made her fall. The glitters from the whirlwind left Lopunny partly frazzled. When combined with the aura sphere, the whirlwind exploded in power as thousands of glittering sparks showered the field. Taking her defeat personally, Lopunny got really mad. Even though Lopunny is a stud in coordinating, she can't take losing at all.

Second: Empoleon vs. Pachirsu

I was really apprehensive to put these two against each together, but regardless I did. It's not because I'm afraid of Empoleon's sheer power overwhelming Pachirsu, no, it's because I'm afraid that Pachisu might outsmart Empoleon and actually beat him. She may not be up to par to his strength, but her intelligence far surpasses his. Their battle started out with Empoleon blasting a hydro pump in conjunction with his steel wing, causing the water to become spears colliding directly into Pachirsu. Ever since I was a child, I was really anxious about evolving him because I was afraid that his final form would be too big and too slow to battle, but Empoleon proves otherwise. He easily glides on the stage and displays his beauty in his own way, a way unknown to other Empoleons. Receiving the backlash of hits, Pachirsu was hurt badly. Getting up, she fired a collage of lightning discharges towards Empoleon who charged a glittery sky uppercut in return, making her faint. I guess Empoleon was too strong for Pachisu.

Third: Ambipom vs. Buizel

What a great idea! Put two Pokemon who are best friends against each other. Just perfect. Due to their strong bond, they refused to battle one another. In result, I just made them battle my other Pokemon.

Practicing my every appeal and every combination for hours, my Pokemon and I eventually became exhausted. Deciding to go back, my Pokemon and I took a while walking.

When I got back to the dorm, I went into my room and collapsed in my bed with my Pokemon following behind me. I really had a hard workout today, but it rocked! I'm so proud of my Pokemon, they're the best. They always try their best to please me and the never let me down.

Smiling sweetly at all of them, I thanked them and returned them to their pokeballs. Once I finished, I closed my eyes and snuggled into my pillow.

"HEY DAWN! GET YOU ASS UP!"

Barry? Really? Gahhhhhhh! What does he want now!

Bolting through my door, Barry sat down next to me on my bed and looked me dead in the eyes. His look slightly startled me and scared me. I know that look; he wants to do something really stupid. Crap.

"Okay, listen Dawn. I met this guy earlier who has his own Mareep farm, but the catch is that he secretly sells cocaine there too. You, me, and Paul should all go and get high! It would be soooo much fun!"

"Ugh, Barry. I don't like drugs; you know they're really bad for you. I don't think we should do that," I said in a careful tone.

"One time won't hurt at all! Come on! It would be sooo much fun! And Paul already agreed to go too, so you'd be the only one out."

What! Paul already agreed? Is Barry shitting me or what? Paul wants to get high? And on a Mareep farm at that…weird.

"Fine, I guess one time won't hurt…..but this isn't going to become a habit or anything, alright?"

"Yeah, no doubt! Now let's go!"

Yanking on my hand, Barry pulled me out of my dorm. I really hope nothing really stupid happens…..

Paul's POV

So I'm sitting at this fucking Mareep farm waiting for something to happen. I got some random phone call saying that if I don't meet this guy here, then I'm going to get rapped. Normally, I would ignore such a phone call, but this guy knew everything about me, so I don't want to take my chances.

What creeps me out is that this Mareep farm is in the middle of nowhere with literally thousands of damn Mareeps roaming the place. Who the hell breeds this many Mareeps? You'd have to be out of your mind to create this many Mareeps. And in due to the vast number of them, I keep getting attacked like nearly every minute by their desire to "snuggle." There is no damn way that I'm snuggling with a Mareep. This guy better get here quick or else I'm going to start kicking these fuzz balls.

Hearing my name being called, I turned around.

Are…..you…..fucking…..kidding…..me?

"Hey Paul! Sorry it took so long, man! Anyway, I'm here and I brought Dawn and now let's go have some fun!" Blondie chirped.

"Hold the hell up. You're the guy? Why in the hell did you sexually assault me on the phone? I'm not here to fucking play with Mareeps or some shit, okay?" I growled.

"Oh yeah….I forgot to tell you about what we are going to do. Okay, so you see there's this guy here who secretly sells cocaine and I'd thought it would be fun if the three of us would get high together!"

Blondie wants to get high! Really! He already has so much damn energy flowing through his veins that if he did cocaine, he'd probably explode. Actually….that doesn't sound that bad. But I certainly don't want to get high with him, I hate drugs, period. But if I have to do it, then I want to do it with Troublesome, alone.

"Whatever," I mumbled.

"Yeah! Alright…there's just one problem."

"What?" Troublesome and I said simultaneously.

"The cocaine is attached to six of these Mareeps. I already paid the guy and everything so we can't back up now…we must find those Mareeps! I don't think it will take that long."

"Are you fucking kidding me? There has to be at least five thousand Mareeps here and this druggie attaches it two six random ones? That will take a while," I snapped.

"I bet I'll find them first!" Troublesome cried. "And if I don't, then you'll get a surprise," she said with a wink.

Running off in different directions, Blondie and Troublesome took off. Perfect. Well, Troublesome's offer does sound intriguing so I guess I should try to find one of these damn drug mule Mareeps.

Walking in the crowds of Mareep proved to be very challenging. Every fucking one either wants some sort of attention or wants me to capture it.

Coming across a large mass of them, I freaked out when I heard loud moans. Goddamn it, are these Mareeps having sex? Damn it, they are.

Oh shit.

Really?

One bag of the six bags cocaine is attached to one of the Mareeps that's having sex. Fucking perfect. How in the hell do I get it?

Positioning myself in a close proximity, I became practically a foot away from these sexing Mareeps. Slowly allocating my hand to the package, I was about to grab it, but the male Mareep growled at me. Damn it. Feeling like my heart was about to rip out of my chest, I froze. I swear if I get rapped by a Mareep in heat I will cut Blondie's balls off and make him eat them.

Slowly backing up, I was about to break into a sprint, but the damn male Mareep jumped on top of me and started biting my arm. Damn it, what the hell is this Mareep's problem?

Sprawled in pain on the ground with this Mareep on top of me, I cringed in pain. "WOULD YOU GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT!"

Frightened by the intensity and volume of my voice, the Mareep got off me and started to run.

There is no way in damn hell that this bastard is going to get away with that cocaine…..he was biting my arm….I need to get high right now or else I think I might kill someone.

Chasing after the little imbecile, I kicked and punched any other Mareep that got in my way. It is official, my most hated Pokemon is Mareep. Running further through the field, the Mareep eventually stopped. Once I reached him, I pounced on him.

"How does it feel bastard? Hugh? I got you now." I whispered in the Mareep's ear.

Failing to adhere to my words, the Mareep didn't pay attention. Goddamn it, what is this Mareep looking at? Shit.

"It's so fluffy! I love Mareeps soo much! Fluffy balls of goodness!"

Blondie is in a mass of Mareeps with cocaine all over his face, worshipping and cuddling every one. Not wearing anything except socks, he's high out of his damn mind.

Lifting a Mareep up, he started to dance with it and yell.

"I love you, I looooovvvveeee you. I LOVE YOUR FLUFFYNESS! Fluffy fun!"

You know what? I'm not even going to get involved with Blondies's endeavors. Snatching the bag of cocaine off the Mareep, I was about to walk away, but Blondie grabbed my arm.

So I'm standing in front of Blondie who of which is stark naked, has completely bloodshot eyes, and cocaine plastered all over his body, great.

"Y-you k-know wat I think P-Paulie?"

"I don't give a damn." I barked. I need to get the hell out of here before Blondie does something stupid.

"I-I want y-you to have s-s-s-e-e-e-e-x-x-x-x-x with my Mareep girlfriend." Picking up a random Mareep, he shoved it in my face. "S-She's r-r-eally fluffy so you can be as h-hard as you w-want-t. And don't w-w-worry, I'll w-watch."

"Go fuck yourself."

Immediately leaving Blondie, I bolted away with the cocaine bag in tow. Okay, I just need to find Troublesome and then things will get fun.

Okay, I have been searching for Troublesome for two damn hours and I can't find her. You know what? I'm just going to find a quiet place where I can get high on my own.

Finding a secluded place, I was going to start, but was disrupted. Going to the sound of the noise, I found it.

Blondie is twirling around in circles around a fire with knifes in his hand. Opposing him is his Empoleon, who of which is tied to a tree. What the hell is he doing?

Walking into his little ritual, I interrupted his little naked dance. "What the hell are you doing?"

Looking at me, he took a while to respond. He probably is so high that all his brain cells have died. Eventually, he spoke.

"W-Well my girlfriend Mareep t-tolld me that I m-must sacrifice my E-Empoleon in order to ffffiiiinnnd Zekrom."

"Get your Pokemon down. You're just going to end up killing it, alright? Don't me so stupid."

"OOOKKKAYY! T-Thanks Paulie." Walking up to me, he kissed my cheek and went back to his Mareeps.

Blondie just kissed me? FUCKING SHIT NO! I MUST GET HIGH RIGHT NOW!

24 hours later….

Groggily opening my eyes open, I instantly regretted my action. Everything hurts like hell. How long have I been knocked out?

Attempting to get up, I wobbled around. What the hell? Why am I back at the dorm? How in the hell did that happen?

Oh hell…why am I wearing a dress?

Slowly going through the dorm, things didn't look good. First of all, there are fucking Mareeps everywhere. Second, there are literally piles of cocaine scattered around the whole place. Third, Blondie is fucking glued to the ceiling, still naked. And fourth, Troublesome is laying on the counter of the kitchen completely passed out.

This is fucking perfect.

Well, what are my options here? Foremost, this place is a mess and certainly needs to be cleaned up, but I'm not going to be the one to do it.

Pulling out my cell phone, I made a call for some maids to come by and clean this shit up. However, they were hesitant when I mentioned that there's a naked guy glued to the ceiling, but I told them that they could just leave him be. Not to mention, they almost turned me down when I told them that our dorm is full of Mareep, but fortunately money solves everything.

With the dorm problem taken care of, I decided that I needed to take care of myself. Changing into some different clothes, I slung Troublesome over my back, and left. With plans to go to a spa, I hope it will pay off. I'm hung over as hell and I know Troublesome is too, so the spa is going to be the quickest way to get rid of that, especially since we have school tomorrow.

Barry's POV

Gahhhh! I had the strangest dream…..that I had sex with a Mareep, then took all her friends back to Dawn's dorm, and then they glued me naked to the ceiling to prove that I was their leader…it was soo strange. Well at least it's over. Flashing my eyes open, I immediately screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK! IT WAS REAL!"