Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: Olympia/Diantha
Warnings: AU (post Kalos-series of the anime), lemon
Chapter: 7
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me
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"Raa..." The young Ralts bounced in place, his Psychic-powers not yet well-developed enough for him to do as he wanted; in this case, floating up to the eye-height of his parents. The Gallade obliged with a soft chuckle, floating his son up.
"They are having fun, aren't they?" Diantha tilted her head lightly, sitting in her gardens on the large grass-field bordering the lake. The young Ralts had made it clear he wanted to meet his father, so Olympia had arrived with her mother's Gallade a couple days later.
"Mhm..." The older woman was sitting beside her, white cape hiding her body from view. "I do think you'll have to find a Dawn Stone at some point."
"I was intending to use him as my main battler once his mother retires." The Champion agreed. "Perhaps your mother can assist me in finding a Galladite once it get that far."
"To be fair, I think by that point her Gallade will have retired as well, so you might well just get his." Olympia mused, arms crossed lightly.
Closer to the water, the three Pokémon all took to the sky, the two elders assisting the youngster to float.
"Does she have plans to replace him with a Gardevoir?" She chuckled. If that were the case, they could simply exchange Mega-evolution stones.
"I haven't asked."
"Ralts!" The youngster seemed to be floating mostly on his own, suspended in empty air between the two elder Psychic-types. Olympia's two Meowstic looked up from their cat-pile beside the humans at the sound, soon taking to the air as well. Meowing softly, they circled the youngster, who excitedly attempted to follow.
"Lade..." The elder male touched down on ground, skipping along with the small group while Gardevoir remained airborne.
"On another note..." Diantha tilted her head while watching them. "I suppose I should just allow visitation-rights, shouldn't I?" This had been the sixth visit since the hatching.
"Allow him free teleportation?" Olympia wondered, looking over from her own observation of the Pokémon. "You do realize that sooner or later he'll be taking some of his relatives along?"
"I would like to trust you and your family." The actress shrugged lightly. "I am going to assume that since he hasn't been doing it while I did not allow, he won't do it to rob me blind once I do." She tilted her head, smiling gently at the sight of the male supporting his child. "I mean, the only thing stopping him was his general decency."
Olympia nodded lightly with a small smile herself. "I am sure they'll like it."
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Waving, Diantha smiled at the crowd. Much like nearly all her appearances as a Champion, there was a growing gathering of fans of her Gardevoir's biggest supporter. The young Ralts had begun life clinging to his mother, meaning that when a non-debatable match had come up, he had been on the sidelines under the watchful eye of his father.
It had taken people at most to the end of the match to make the connection between the little Ralts and the Gardevoir it had been cheering on the loudest. Within a week, he had quickly joined his mother as one of Kalos' most adored Pokémon.
She was almost getting jealous, but obliged the fans. At the same time as she throw out Gardevoir's Pokéball, she threw the Luxury-ball of the youngster. His adorable attempts at the same kind of elegance to his mother's appearance probably accounted for a large amount of his fans.
"Voir..." The older Psychic-type chuckled softly, shooing him to the side of their trainer.
"Hey, who knows, maybe I don't need you today." Diantha found herself talking far more often with her Pokémon. Though then again, she probably shouldn't count on it.
"Gar." Gardevoir patted her son's head, turning to look at the person on the other side. It had been quite clear early on that the youngster had to be called out before the battle, to prevent any attempts at hugging his mother while she was busy dealing with an opponent.
As such, until such time that Diantha decided that she needed to bring out her Ace, there'd be two Pokémon watching the battle behind her.
The Challenger seemed unable to stop his smile, though one could wonder if he even tried. "Shall we?"
"Yes." They both briefly inclined their heads, calling forth their actual first fighters. Behind her, Diantha heard the happy squeak of the Ralts greeting her Tyrantrum. After his parents, for some reason the large Dragon-type was his favourite Pokémon.
The large form briefly growled a greeting before turning his attention to the battle that would soon start.
"Tyrantrum, Earthquake." The other had called out a Psychic-type, perhaps hoping she'd be starting with her Hawlucha. It would be a mistake she'd very much use to her own advantage.