*Ring ring*

*Ring ring*

*Ring ring*

"H-Hello? This is Barry speaking."

"Hi Bear-Bear! It's me, Lola."

"Oh, hi Lola! How's your afternoon been?"

"It's fine and all. Listen babe - I just wanted to ask, maybe you could come over to my place sometime this week? Maybe tomorrow?"

"Your house? I mean, if your parents are okay with it, I suppose I could… It would be quite pleasant to meet them."

"Don't worry; my parents went out of town with my siblings. It'll be just you and me."

"Oh, right. That would be fine also, then. Thank you."

"No problem, Barry. See you soon! Love you…"

"Y-Yeah, see you later, Lola. I l-love you too…"

*Click…*


THAT SYLVEON

Good morning/afternoon/night my affiliates! I bet you're sick of me apologising day after day… Uh, I mean month after month. But don't you worry - as soon as I'm finished with all my exams and other endorsements, I'll update this a bunch… Probably.

Luan doesn't own anything.


"Look, look. Maybe you just need to calm down Anais. It was just a suggestion, after all." advised Giratina, who watched the perturbed Pokemon pace around the perimeter of her room. "There's a chance that he didn't actually leave because of his mom."

"But we SAW what was on his phone!" Anais had replied, her voice booming and dynamic. "I just don't understand why he'd leave because of it! Does he prefer his mom over me?"

The dragon-ghost legendary thingy rolled their eyes at how clingy the Sylveon sounded already. "That's not entirely fair on Raidon, y'know - blood is thicker than water, after all. Maybe he just respects his mom a lot."

"Ugh. You better be right." Huffing, Anais grew tired and surrendered to the comfort of her bed. "I don't know why he needs to be such a momma's boy, though."

"Heyy! Don't be mean, dude. There's nothing wrong with showing superfluous appreciation for your momma."

"Whatever. I'm definitely going to grill him when I see him in school. Don't you dare justify what he did."

Giratina put their digits up in defense. "Hey, no need to threaten me, man. I'm literally just here because I don't have anything better to do."

"I'll take that as you agreeing with me."

"Alright." Now that the seething Sylveon was brought to a stop on her mattress, Giratina felt a little bit more content with his role in Anais' life. "So, now that's all covered, do you wan-"

"No can do, Giratina. Right now, I could do with a little bit of time alone."

Giratina never knew that he could actually feel emotions: This one felt like a kick in the gut.

"O-Oh. I'm sorry. I just kinda thought we had something special going."

Surprisingly, Anais had let out a laugh. "Noo! That's not what I meant. Listen, do you really want to see me masturbate?"

Right. Now it all adds up. Wait...

"Wait, wha-"

"Anais?" came a call from outside the room, accompanied with a couple raps on the door, putting said Sylveon's sexual schemes into the bin. Giratina was forced to continue his perplexed thoughts from the hall of origin. "I'm coming in!"

Of course, the fairy type had no other option that to let the voice, that sounded a lot like her father, into the room. Her legendary companion disappeared with a poof, without so much as a farewell.

"Ugh. Sure."

Although she got no kudos for being correct, Anais was right to assume that her Umbreon elder was the one to step inside her quarters.

Remembering to be extra cautious to be a little bit more sensitive towards his eldest daughter, Julley faintly slid past the door.

"Hi there, uh, dear." greeted the father of two. It was a little more than salient that he was trying a lot harder on this occasion. "So, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, Dad. Julius just pushed me a little over the edge, that's all."

A simple answer from a very complicated being. Just the way Julley liked it. He got a little more comfortable by sitting on his daughters mattress, only a meter or two away from her.

"Right, yea. I can understand you there and all. Julius can be a bit of a handful. Although, I-I just wished that sometimes, Anais, you take initiative of being the elder sibling, here." told Julley, feigning authority in his tone, but offering the fairy Pokemon a comforting beam. "Do you get what I mean?"

The teenager's usual response would be to give a snarky response to exert her rebellious ethic. However, she couldn't seem to bring herself to argue with her father. Not with his goofy exterior and silly smile.

"Yeah… I do. Honestly, I've just had a lot of my mind recently, and all it took was Julius to blow my cap off." calmly replied Anais, noticing her father slowly shuffle closer to her.

"Let me guess - that Luxray's got your mind in knots?"

"For sur- WAIT WAIT - How did you know?"

Julley had to release a hearty laugh… although followed by a coughing fit because he had a fever for the past two days now. "Ahaha, well, don't you forget that your favourite Aunt Jasmine is my sister!"

Of course. I don't know what I was expecting. Kinda don't want my dad interfering with any of my business, though.

Yeah, I agree. So um, are you gonna explain that whole thing earli-

Anais chuckled a little too, but couldn't hide how forced it was. "Well uh, you don't need to worry or anything, Pops. I've got it all under control."

It was refreshing to have Anais converse like the mature teenager she was. If only she was like this all the time.

"Alright. Don't be afraid to come to your parents for help. Uhhh, preferably your mom over me, but still. I always used to go to my mom when I was in a pinch. Sometimes."

Nodding, Anais showed her understanding, but took notice of the lack of a certain someone in Julley's speech. It didn't take much effort to get the point out of her mind. Some questions were simply just meant to be left unanswered.

"Thanks, Dad. You're such a huge help to me." cheered Anais, expressing her gratitude by the positive look on her face. However, this soon faded away as soon as the same thought reemerged into her head. Well, it was now or never. "By the way, Dad, what about Grandpa? Couldn't you ever go to him for help? I know you don't really talk about him much, but…"

SO UMMMM...

This question made Julley look to the ceiling for a moment, obviously lost in thought. The Umbreon had never thought about that, nor was he ever prompted to by any of his children. For good reason, too, namely Cassidy.

"Your Grandpa? As in my Dad? Uhh… I suppose it's worth that you know now, since, you know… you're of age and all." began Julley. Although, to the common man's ears, the dark type sounded awfully more hesitant that usual. "Well, around the time that I was born, I never got to see my dad. He was always out and about on different business trips, working abroad and the like. Then, around the time I was uhhh… 15? Maybe 16 or 17? Somewhere around there. He was reported missing, and… I never saw him again."

Awe-struck, Anais spotted a small glint in her elder Eeveelution's eye, but was unsure whether to make a move or not. She felt frozen in place, bound by the shock of her father's fatherless upbringing.

"I-I'm so sorry, Dad."

Julley simply shook his head, and returned that trademark smile on his lips. "It's okay, Anais. It's important that you know."

"Right. I… I just wish we could hunt down whichever bastard was responsible, and… give justice… right?"

Once again, Julley shook his head, but placed a paw upon Anais' own.

"It's alright now, dear. Supposedly, a suspect was found out sometime back. But… My mother - your grandma - requested to keep the whole thing quiet after they had confirmed who it was to her. She… She wouldn't even tell me who it was. All she told me was to just try and forget about it..."

The room became eerily silent, with Julley now staring at the ground, as if he had forgot about the presence of Anais in the conversation also.

"B-But hey, that was all in the past, so I want you to try your best to forget about it too, alright?"

Reaching over, Julley placed a paw upon the adolescent Anais' head, giving it a fatherly noogie. Smiling, the recipient nodded and accepted the gesture. She hadn't felt this kind of commiseration in a long time.

"I will. Thanks, Pops." said the Sylveon, enjoying the solace so much that she lurched out toward her father, wrapping him in a warm embrace.

It was well past unexpected for the unsuspecting Umbreon. Yet, it didn't stop him from returning the affection with his own two paws.

"You're welcome, Anais. So, um, make sure you give your little brother an apology, alright?"

Although it sort of pained the teenager to have to succumb to Julius' cry baby antics, Anais gave another nod, albeit very reluctant, thus her father concluded their little conversation. He ended the hug and stepped off the bed, closing in on the door.

"See you later, Ann."

"Later, Pops. Thanks for the talk, too." gratefully parted Anais, topping it off with a wave.

Once the door was shut, our one and beloved was left alone to her own thoughts. It was one of the more fruitful conversations she had with her parents, especially with the fact that she never really had heart to heart talks with anyone but her friends.

Speaking of which, since Giratina hadn't showed up again (Probably weirded out from earlier), Anais pulled out her phone from under her pillow. Maybe she could chat to one of her friends for a bit to kill time, because she definitely didn't want to go downstairs to apologise to that brat. She was still a tiny bit salty about it.


A conversation about boys, celebrities and younger siblings had ensued for about an hour, before Lola decided to call it quits between herself and her fairy type best friend. The Lopunny had put her phone away, and decided to get a bit of work done in her white-walled room, decorated with pictures, nightlights and a few posters here and there. Typically, her work prowess was used for a facade to hide how excited she was for the arrival of a certain someone tomorrow.

Lola couldn't help but tap her paws enthusiastically on her desk, above her further mechanics paper. Resolving forces can wait - fantasies of her beautifully beloved Bursyamo holding her frail body… above a jacuzzi full of cash, of course. With Barry as her partner, financial challenges were pretty much non-existent. What a future she had in the locker.

*Knock knock*

"Hey Lola! Can you open up? I wanna use your makeup."

That sounded like an older, more mature female voice, which Lola knew all too well.

"Yeah, sure." Lola replied, allowing way for another Lopunny, who was slightly taller in height, but with darker fur than usual, to step into the room. "Don't use too much of my foundation, though. I need it."

The older Lopunny sashayed over to the desk where Lola was doing her work. A bit of physics did catch her eye. "No worries, Sis. Are you gonna throw any parties while we're gone?"

Lola turned to her sister, giving her a well suspicious glare. "Weeeeeeell… I was thinking of going out to one. Don't be a snitch, Lori."

"Hmmm. Snitch, eh?" taunted Lori, leaning over her sister a little more endearingly. "I won't tattle, just tell me where you're going and who you're going with, just in case."

It was never a drama telling her sister about her personal life. On the other hand, Lola was a bit reluctant to let Lori in because it was a complex request.

"Okay, well, you know Snok from the lower year, right? That Magikarp, right? You see, he's friends with that Odd Totodile, and turns out he's science partners with Ibraheem the Charizard, who's actually cousins to the Zoroark named uhh… ? Francisco? Franklin? Yeah, Frank. And get this; he's dating Chloaker the Goomy!" Lori looked absolutely flabbergasted.

"What? Wait, do you mean Snok, the guy who was besties with Blue? The good-looking Lucario?"

"Yeah, yeah. I like Blue. He's a good mans. But anyways, Snok's step-brother, Dipper, who's the Eevee, is hosting a party around his ends."

Things seemed quite sound on the elder Lopunny's end. But there was just one thing she couldn't wrap her head around. "Gotcha. So um… Ibraheem, right? Is he single?"

"Stop being weird, Lori. Anyways, I was thinking of just going on my own, but I've been considering bringing my boyfriend along. Maybe sick some drinks on him, y'know?" confided the younger Lopunny sibling, leaning back in her chair with ease.

"Ohh, right, yep. That's fine. Don't get yourself killed, alright?" Lori advised, backing off her little sister, and taking the makeup palette that was indefinitely tucked in Lola's draw. "Oh, by the way, you gotta tell me about your little boyfriend, or at least let me meet 'em. I bet he's a real looker, eh?"

"Umm… Maybe someday…" It was definitely not in Lola's algorithm to not boast about a love interest. Especially someone like her significant other. "I mean, I could deffo show you a picture."

"Go on."

Out of her pocket came a novelty cell phone, that took countless months of begging and pleading until Lola finally received it for her birthday. "Okay sure. You have to promise that you won't tell anyone else, though. I wanna keep this a secret 'til I tie the knot."

"Tie the knot?" exclaimed Lori, doing the exact opposite of what Lola wanted her to do. "Ma soeur - do you even have any string? There's no way you can be thinking about that now!" The rationality flew right above Lola's head, though, and right in the trash can adjacent to the desk that had a t-shirt labelled "P-Series" in it.

The dead dedication on the determined and dour Lopunny's face, stuck as if it was ironed on, did give Lori the suggestion that she was indeed earnest about whatever knot she's trying to tie. "I'm serious Lori! You have to promise me. Punnichi rules; you can't break a promise. I WANNA HEAR THE OATH, LORI. THE OATH."

"Ugh, you got it." groaned the economically active normal type, placing a paw on her chest. "I, Lorelei Basel Punnichi, promise to misplace not the disclosure trusted in thee by thine own flesh and blood relative, Dolores Hazel Punnichi. Now let me in the know."

Accepting the established promise, Lola loaded an image taken by herself, of her boyfriend, and showed it to her awaiting sister. Straight away, Lori felt the need to scream her head off when she witnessed the screen.

"NO WAY!" bellowed Lorelei, fulfilling the unfortunate fate as described a sentence prior. "That's your boyfriend?! You're lying to me Lola, LYING!"

Lori took a hold of her sister's shoulders, erratically shaking them in a desperate attempt to escape having to fathom the hard to swallow truth. However, it just was not enough to wipe Lola's smirk from her lips.

"I'm not kidding you, Lori. That's him."

"B-B-But… He's… That's a Bursyamo. That's actually a Bursyamo! Do you know what this means!"

A laugh straight from the bottom of her gut found it's way to Lola's mouth as an output. "Uhh-Yuh! 'Course I do! You can thank me and my looks when we're bathing in lovely inherited cash! As a bonus, he's way past smokin' hot."

"You're telling me." Lori gawked, still eyeing the picture up to this day. "If I was a year younger, I'd be all over him, instead of that garbage Evergreen. You're such a lucky Lopunny."

"Bet. Now, don't tell anyone, m'kay? Not even your besties, or Mom and Dad. This has to keep confidential, or I'll snip your tail clean off and use it as a makeup brush."

Speaking of makeup, Lorelei gave a dismissive screw to the favoured Lola, and repossessed the palette that wasn't hers. "Have a word, Lola. Don't forget who the older one here is; your looks had to have come from somewhere. I could've had my way with that Bursyamo without any makeup at all."

Lola merely shook her head and returned her phone back to it's original place. "Whatever you say, Lori. Just keep quiet about this. Please."

"Lips are sealed, little sis."


"Now, I'm not saying that Mespriquik with moo-moo milk for breakfast is the meat on your three course meal. It certainly isn't the salted chips on the side, either. But, it's like the salad dressing - it could be a game changer!"

"I agree. Although, you may need a slight excess amount of moo-moo milk, as not all of it may dissolve; you may end up drinking the chunks of powder, making you spit the milk all over the place!"

"You've done that before?"

"Ahaha, yeah. That's the second worst time I've had milk everywhere."

"Oh. What was the first?"

"Uhm… My mom said I was very resistant to being breastfed."

"Oh."

This is what the usual conversation between Raidon Atos and Barry Bursyamo on a Monday morning would sound like. Both were idle in the registration room, waiting for the next period to begin. Well, that certainly made for one eccentric way to begin the day, that was definitely for sure.

To Raidon, it would seem that, with the bright cyan sky and beautiful sunshine, not a cloud would be in sight. However, there was one cloud - A quadruped, pink and pompous cloud that stepped into the room, ready to rain right on his parade. He hadn't forgotten the unresolved events at Raidon's house, and knowing Anais, neither had she.

It was always like the Luxray to expect the worst, but was relieved when Anais - instead of giving hm a right earful - skipped past Raidon, in favour of sitting next to a couple of her other friends.

"Phew. Hey, buddy. Can I ask you something?" slightly whispered Raidon, tapping on Barry's desk to warrant his attention. "It's a little personal, man, so I need to make sure you won't tell anyone about my… man issues."

"You have man issues?!" blurted out Barry, not bothering to be bashful in the slightest.

The Blaziken's comment dwelled more on the awkwardly embarassing side, as more than a few Pokemon in the room did turn their heads. Thankfully, due to the electric type's quick scanning, Anais wasn't one of them. "N-No! Keep your voice down!" Raidon quickly regained his composure, taking a few deep breaths after confirming that no one else regarded the outburst too seriously. "Maybe I could tell you a bit later, during gym class. It's a little 'public', here."

"Oh, but of course. That sounds a little more appropriate. Sorry, about that, aha." responded Barry. At least he had the common courtesy to whisper his apology. "By any chance, does it have anything to do with Anais?"

Raidon's ears immediately perked up. "What? How'd you know?"

Albeit a little surprised he was right, Barry let out a chuckle at his unfortunate friend. "Ahaha! Well, it was pretty easy to guess when you had your eyes on her as she came in! You may want to wipe the ah, saliva from your mouth, also."

"O-Oh… I had no idea." Raidon muttered, awkwardly wiping his maw with a furry sleeve. "Well, whatever. I doubt anyone cares if it's that obvious, so I may as well tell you now. Please don't tell anyone, alright?"

"Not a problem, sir." affirmed Barry, sitting up straight, showing the electric type that he meant business.

"Okay, okay, so I kinda think… You know Anais? Ugh, of c-course you do. Well, anyway, I was over by her house, and like, we were talking and all. Next, she said that she wanted to tell me something, and… and…"

Barry put up a talon to stop the Luxray in his seemingly collapsing tracks. "Sorry to pause you - may I guess that she said that she held some sort of interest in you?"

"Umm… Well she definitely showed it…" Raidon pointed towards his mouth, tapping on his lips.

"No way! She punched you in your lips? Talk about uncouth!"

The electric type strived extremely hard to not give his forehead a good ol' slap at the Blaziken's ridiculous methods of thinking. Arceus knows what he'd get up to if he cogitates for more than five seconds.

"N-No Barry!" retaliated Raidon, remembering to reduce his volume within the room. "As in she gave me a kiss!"

"Seriously? Aha, sorry Raidon, but she'll forever be my cousin, so that's sorta gross." joked Barry, impelling a lame slump in the unamused recipient of a kiss.

Well, there goes any chance for my Anais x Barry fantasies. Well, at least I can still settle for Barry harems.

"Just a joke sir! Did you at least replicate your feelings? Do you like her?"

At least he could return a smile back on his face. Raidon had to take some time to ponder about the question he was asked for a little bit. He definitely knew the answer - the difficulty came from having to articulate it.

"I mean… I know that I definitely do like her. I have for ages. At the time, I kissed her back. Although, that was after I considered walking out on her because my mom was getting a bit edgy over my whereabouts." mused Raidon, recalling the day as if he was reading aloud a script.

"Ohh, right. What else happened? If applicable, of course."

Hopelessly doubling over his desk, Raidon huffed. "I went home, and that's all she wrote."

The miserable Atos was met with the beautiful beam of a Bursyamo. "Hey, that doesn't seem too bad, right? Communicating your feelings successfully to someone you like sounds similar to a victory, right?"

"You'd think, right? Going over it, though, I'm just not sure how I'm supposed to act around her. Like, are we going out? Are we still friends?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, sir. I've never quite been in the situation before." admitted Barry, giving a shrug of defeat. "I can only advise, just try your best to behave as if the prior event hadn't too much an effect on you, and uh… Try not to throw a spanner in the works?"

That was probably the best advice he was about to get out of someone like Barry. Nonetheless, Raidon showed his appreciation by giving the fiery chicken a nod of understanding. His words of wisdom seemed so plausible… up until the same girl they gossiped about trotted by the both of them, tail up in the air, hips wagging from side to side… sniff sniff… And pheromones practically everywhere.

Hot. Uh, I mean, Raidon could only stare at the Sylveon in awe. Whatever cool he had built up during his conversation with Barry had been completely suspended.

"Hi, you two." purred Anais, referring to her cousin and Raidon, but only staring right into the eyes of the latter. "About to hit the gym? You know there's a big game coming up, and you don't wanna be out of form, do you?"

"N-No! I was thinking of doing some exercises just now!" blurted Raidon, not giving his Blaziken buddy a chance to intervene.

"Well, I'd hope so. See you two there." and with that parting gift, Anais stepped out of the room, leaving behind a few pheromones, of course, if Raidon's face was anything to go by.

Looks were exchanged, regarding Anais' unexpected behaviour. Some were stunned, others were confused, but despite all, there was definitely something of a kind on both of their minds.

"I think, this is gonna be a lot harder than expected, man."

"Ay, pero que peña, señor."


Okay, so definitely shorter today. I suppose I was more focused on straight up getting this out before it was too late. At this point in time, it probably kinda is, and I'm really sorry about all of this. I just want to thank you for all your patience with me. It's certainly been a brilliant motivation!

Just to engage you bunch, answer me this: If you were to have a character to be your sibling from this series, who would it be, and why? I'd definitely say Julley. He's sounds easy.

Nonetheless, wishing you a great Easter, Stay safe!

-Luanastar