THAT SYLVEON

Sorry Jirulius for uploading without your beta reading, but I felt that I had been wasting a lot of people's time, especially yours, since I was taking so long to write this up. Apologies, everyone.

Here comes chapter three! I'm really stoked that a lot of people like the last chapter, so I'm in the mood to spam up some more chapters. Also, Sir Sawss and Lady Luan? That is what I'd refer to as purely awesome XD. Great one, UncleInTheAttic!

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"Alright... Take a left – No. Right actually." That was Cassidy trying to give directions to the very befuddled Julley, who was dangerously skidding and drifting on the sides on the road, trying to follow Cassidy's instructions to get them to the mall. In the back seat, Anais was constantly thrown to and against the window with each turn to the right. Julius slammed into Barry every two to three seconds, injuring the Blaziken a lot more than the three year old Eevee.

"Hey Pop! Could you slow down a bit?" politely called Anais. Her pink cheek colliding with the window.

"Sorry Anais. If we don't get there soon, all of the meat is gonna be gone!" replied Julley, in his very young and croaking voice.

Well, you're a lot closer to that window than you are to Nester.

I don't know how you got into my head, let alone what you are, but just get out of my head, okay?!

Alright, I'll get out of your head. Looks like I'll just stay in your mind instead.

Anais grunted aloud, forgetting about the fact that she had just addressed her father a couple of seconds ago.

"Alright, Ann. Take it easy." guffawed Julley, feeling like his father in the presence of his own. "I'll slow down a bit, but don't complain when you get the smaller portions."

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I've just been... hearing some weird voices in my head."

The car swerved left and right, Julius bounding right into his sisters face, giggling all the while.

"Uh, right. Probably just your conscience. Don't listen to it, though." Oddly specific instruction, but the clever Anais got the gist of the point that her father was trying to convey. The car finally pulled up into the parking lot of the mall. Posters upon posters of the newest outfit for the Emerald Deltas were hung about on the walls. Modelling the forest green coloured hoodie was no one other than Brendan, wearing a determined smile with crossed arms. Cassidy was the first to walk up to it and give the poster a comment.

"Look at this, Julley!" she said, tearing the poster from the wall to get a better look. "Can you believe that this was the same Brendan who went to our school as a regular student?" Julley nodded and laughed, walking up to it with the rest of the gang. Here it was. Official evidence out of the thousands as to why Anais was jealous of his cousin. Look at Barry's father. Now look at hers. See the difference? Don't get her wrong. Anais loved her father with all of her heart. However, is she ever had the opportunity to switch parents, she would do so without a second thought.

After about ten minutes of walking, the five of them rolled up to the 'Servine Eleven' supermarket. It had all the goods and services they needed, to make use of the very hot, sunny and scorching day, despite it already being half past 3 o'clock.

Anais was overwhelmed with the massive amounts of products that were neatly lined up in each isle. She couldn't wait to get her paws on the things that she knew that she didn't need, but bought them simply because they were on sale.

Cassidy turned to Anais and Barry. Julius was staring at the shelves, doing his own thing.

"Okay you two. We're going to head off and buy the meaty products. I want you to go with Julius, and buy the things that are on this list." She handed Anais the list that contained the stuff they were supposed to buy, as well as her credit card, but obtained it seemingly out of nowhere. Her mother's side always had a knack for getting things out of thin air. "I trust that you'll take care of your brother, and my card, m'kay?"

Both Anais and Barry nodded, watching Julley and Cassidy turn on their heels and walk away to the meat section. Although, Anais was pretty sure that she heard her mother say something about beanies. Nonetheless, she took a shopping cart from the rack, and pushed it over to Barry and Julius.

"Hop in, Barry!" Barry looked at her like she was joking. It was like she was a whole new character when not around her parents.

"I'm not getting in there. Isn't Julius supposed to be in there instead?" Anais gruffly puffed. Classical worrywart Barry was still a worrywart.

"Come on, Barry! It'll be like we're kids again!" Anais sure was acting like a kid here. Barry smiled, rolled his eyes and hopped into the cart, a snickering Sylveon sidling behind the handle bars.

"Alright, alright. Go slowly, though, so we can bag some things on the way." commanded Barry, irresponsibly climbing into the cart, making little to no difference to the overall weight of the cart whatsoever. Anais smirked, running to get the cart rolling off to a fast start. Julius cheered and ran after the duo that set a clearly bad example.

The three of them were making some valiant progress, laughing all the way. However, as she passed an isle, something caught Anais' eye, inducing her to let go of the cart. Stood there was no one other than Raidon, contently looking at a bunch of labels on canned products. Out of all of the places that she could've found the Luxray, it just so happens that he was here. Interesting.

Well, as she was staring from afar, she didn't realize that in the suspended shopping cart, Barry was going down a straight beeline towards a conveniently placed tower of very unstable wine glasses. What fool would bother to do something as idiotic as that? To say the least, that tower wasn't always there.

"Um. Anais?!" Barry looked behind him, shocked to see the Sylveon frozen in her tracks about 15 feet away. "ANAIS?! GLASSES! VELOCITY! CART! COLLISIO-"

*CRASH*

Barry, at an average speed of 10 metres per second, careered right into the tower, toppling it over with the sound of thousands of glass cups worth at least 12 Pokedollars each shattering into millions of tiny fragments on the floor. Realising the gravity of the situation, Barry got up from the lopsided shopping cart and booked it for dear life before any authorities could even acknowledge the damage done.

Anais shook herself out of her stupor, grabbing Julius and running into another isle before Raidon could see her. Julius gave her a confused look, wondering firstly about what happened to Barry, but most importantly, why it looked like her sister was in a rush. Anais caught his stare, and everyone knows how it goes. The young child who witnessed something happen will immediately bring it up as soon as they are able to speak properly. To appease him, Anais grabbed a candy bar from the shelves, unwrapping it before shoving it in his mouth. Stealing? Yes. For the greater good? Indeed. However, her brother's curiosity brought out a revelation in herself: Why was she scared of the Luxray seeing her?

Probably because you're too embarrassed to see him after you realised that he was gonna beat yo' ass in a battle.

My ass? Don't talk about my ass like that! Even if, I'm in no way scared of him. It's just kind of awkward meeting someone from school outside of school.

Sure, that's what they all say. Y'know, before they end up behind the bleachers, giving their partner a nice, relaxin-

I-Idiot! I don't like him that way!

Says the person who's stuttering in their mind!

"Hey! What're you doing there?" That voice was familiar. Too familiar. She turned to her left, and the saw the one who she thought it was.

"Yes Anais, I'm talking to you. Thanks for leaving me in a speeding cart towards a tower of wine glasses." Yep. Barry. The anti-climactic reveal was real. Oddly enough, but not odd for the Blaziken, Anais saw that he had many shards of glass stuck to his hoodie.

"Oh! Did I?" Anais was on the verge of laughter. Julius was on the verge of finishing his snack. "Sorry about that, I thought I saw something."

"What did you see?" asked Barry, struggling to get the lethal glass shards out from the fabric of his hoodie. He looked to his left, spotting a rack of authentic Emerald Delta branded hoodies, matching the same colour as his own. Looking left and right, Barry swapped his own for the one on the rack that had the image of his father on it. Thankfully, both of them had "B. Bursyamo" on their backs. Don't worry, Barry doesn't like to steal; He had twenty dollars in his pocket to pay on the way out.

"Umm... Well. This really cute beanie showed up, half price and everything, so I knew that I just had to check it out." Barry inspected his surroundings.

"But there aren't any beanies anywhere."

Anais made the same look, and indeed realised that there were no signs of the hats anywhere. She would have to resort to the most unbelievable statement she would ever utter in her life, ever.

"Beanies? Oh, I meant to say hoodies." Barry looked at the Sylveon, confused. Although, the hoodies this year were pretty stylish. Finally, they've made yellow hoodies in stock. His father always told him that there was only one yellow hoodie that existed in the entire world, and even that was made serendipitously.

"Right... While you stand here looking at the hoodies, I'm going to take Julius to tick some stuff off the list. Don't look at them for too long. Ooh! Can you also get me another Bursyamo one in black? I'll pay for it, don't worry."

Anais scoffed as Barry took Julius to go and find another shopping cart, and actually complete the objective. She then turned towards the shelves of products that concealed her from the adjacent isle, and effectively Raidon's vision. She removed a can of Mountain Mew from the shelf, and looked through the gap. So far, she couldn't see any traces of the Luxray being around. Even so, what the heck was he doing here on a day like this?

Oh, I don't know. Maybe he was going to the mall like a respectable citizen for groceries?

"Anais! What are you doing?"

Anais grunted at the voice to his left. Good Arceus, will there be a day where Barry would take his good judgment and go away?

"Geez Barry, what's your pro-" Her speech was cut off from the epiphany that that Pokemon who gave the voice to his left wasn't actually Barry. Across from her, stood Raidon, the Luxray that seemed to be a bit of an enigma for her to find out, despite his carefree and generally kind personality.

"Uh, naw, it's me, Raidon." Raidon walked closer to the Sylveon. His presence suddenly making the air feel a lot heavier than it should be. "How are you doing?"

Anais wasn't sure how to respond to that. Usually, their only instances of conversation have included some sort of competition behind it. As of now, the only topic was just saying hello.

"I'm alright... I guess."

Silence wafted in the air, yet Raidon was still able to maintain a smile. It felt like he was suddenly a lot closer than he was before.

"Hey, so about yesterday..." He started. Anais betted that he was going to bring up the battle that should've happened, wasn't he? Just shove it in her face already, she didn't care anymore. Well, she still did, but to a modicum. "I'm really sorry about challenging you there. I realised overnight that the things I said weren't so pleasant, especially since I only had just met you. I was in over my head at the mention on a battle, so I apologize."

He... apologized? Anais was dumbfounded. Normally, Pokemon wouldn't go around saying sorry for challenging others to a battle. It was basically tradition to battle around here in the city of West Latias.

"Umm... It's okay... I guess that I should say sorry too. So, you know. Sorry."

Did that really just come out of my mouth? Ew. His cheesy effect is seriously rubbing off onto me if that's the case.

As if. Give up the tough girl act, Anais. You know that you like this guy.

I ain't acting anyway. I don't like this guy in that way.

Oh, right. I understand. You don't like this guy in THAT way, but you like him regardless.

What's wrong with you? Don't you get it? I don't like him!

If you truly didn't like him at all, you'd wipe that blush off your face.

Anais looked down at the ground, as her conscience smiled in victory. She could see that Raidon had a great beam on his face; It's not like there was anything to be happy about.

"Now that we've made up, do you wanna go and get some ice cream? I saw a vendor outside the store, and I don't mind paying for the both of us."

Anais was seriously considering it, because free ice cream, and nothing else. Although, she remembered who she was. She had a lot more dignity than that. She wasn't about to go out with this guy any time soon, whether it be for ice cream or even dinner. Anais' heart belonged to Nester, and that was something she'd rather agree on.

"Nah, I can't. I'm doing shopping for my parents, so I don't want to get sidetracked."

Raidon went sombre, but understood completely. What was he thinking, anyway? Inviting someone to get something to eat, yet you barely even know them!

"Oh, right. Sorry to disturb you. I'll see you in school."

The rejected and now dejected Luxray exited the isle, vanishing from Anais' sight. For some reason, a pang of guilt found its way into the Sylveon's gut. Maybe she should have just gone with him out of pity. She didn't know that it was going to feel this bad. Oh well. As her uncle Brendan would say, "C'est la vie. Qu'est ce tu vas faire?"

As she exited the isle in the other direction, she came upon all of the checkouts and such. Thankfully, she was able to spot Barry and Julius... Well, mainly Barry, paying for all of the goods that he had gotten whilst she was frolicking about. On the conveyor belt sat many types of raw meat, waiting to be cooked on an open flame. Today was going to be an awesome Tuesday.

She trotted over to Barry and Julius, sending them a salute while Barry simply rolled his eyes. "Heya you two! Thanks for taking one for the team!"

"I guess that adds up to at least a thousand times when I've 'taken one for the team' then." deadpanned Barry, hoisting all of the shopping bags in his well-built arms. "Also, were you looking at the hoodies all this time?"

Anais pulled a lie out of her false witness database. There was no way that she was gonna let Barry know what she was doing, otherwise he'll most certainly take it the wrong way.

"Yeah. Do you know they have them in black and yellow stripes now?" said Anais, sounding very convincing as of then. She could tell that the Blaziken bought it since his eyes rose in interest. Hopefully, he wouldn't actually go to check, because it would be then that she'd be screwed.

"Huh. That's great. Do you reckon we should get back to the car?" asked the Blaziken. Anais nodded with a smile that hinted to a bit of suspicion, but it wasn't made apparent to Barry's sight. She went over to her little brother, who was sitting on the floor, yawning. She gently groomed his fur, before bending down to let him climb on her back.

"Did you have a fun time, Julius?"

Only snoring was heard from above her. Good old Julius. But, he was only three, so there wasn't much way that he could be described as old. Over-analyzing aside, they travelled as a group back outside to Julley's car. Julley and Cassidy were already inside it. After loading everything into the back, Barry and Anais took a seat inside of the car. Julius, who was still asleep, sat in the middle between them.

"About time you're back. Your mother was getting hungry!" joked Julley. Cassidy gave him a playful smooch on the cheek, resulting in a groaning Sylveon and a cringing Blaziken.

"Also, did you guys hear about what happened in the store?" began Cassidy, adjusting herself to her chair as the car engine became alive. "Supposedly some lunatic was riding on a shopping cart, ramming straight into wine glasses worth millions of dollars."

Anais stared gravely into the magenta coloured irises of Barry's eyes. Barry returned the glare, his eyes wide and face pale.

"I don't think we should worry about it. Probably just one of those youngsters going nuts again." Anais forced out a fake laugh, so fake to the point that it was uncanny how Julley and Cassidy didn't immediately recognise its illegitimacy.

On the way home, Anais could have sworn that she saw Raidon walking on the street, accompanied by another, larger Absol. They were travelling pretty quickly, so she couldn't really tell.

The car ride terminated in their driveway, coming to a screeching stop. They hopped out, and Julley took all of the foodstuffs into the house, while Barry helped to carry the fuel. It looked to Anais that it was the men of the house that were going to be setting up the barbeque. Cassidy took Julius inside, leaving Anais to goof off for the time being, until her relatives got here.

She padded inside and walked up to her room. The interior was fairly big when compared to your standard room for a 16 year old. The theme here was pink and purple, with the walls being pink, and the carpet and drabs being purple. Anais flopped onto her bed, taking her phone out from her pillow to see the latest trends in media, as well as catch up with her friends – You know, the way phones are actually supposed to be used.

Immediately, Anais' screen flashed of a banner from a text sent to her by Lola. To her, Lola was the goofy yet reliable jokester she felt proud to call as her best friend. Bella was great and all, for sure, but no pair could compare to the bond that these two shared. Anais clicked on the notification, and read the message that was sent by her friend.

LOLA P: Anais? U dere?

Anais: Yh, just got back from shopping

LOLA P: OMGGG, so stoked that u got a date with Nester!1!

From her bed, Anais giggled giddily. She was just as stoked, if not more. It was too good to be going out with the most popular kid in the whole school. Anais would find that she's the most fortunate person on this whole earth.

Anais: Ikr can't w8 4 tomoz!

LOLA P: U make me wish I had a bf tho

There wasn't a full stop at the end of her sentence. Lola was no goon. She pays very close attention to the messages she sends, so if she flopped on her punctuation, something was definitely up.

Anais: Then find 1! Duh.

That was extremely hypocritical of Anais to say. She was the same person who couldn't find it in her to go up to Nester and ask him out. Thankfully, that part of the work was cut out for her.

LOLA P: it ain't that simple, you don't just wake up in the morning and get a bf.

Anais: dw, I'll help you out.

LOLA P: 4 real?

Anais: that's what friends do, Lola.

LOLA P: tytytytytyty! Can u like… send Barry some hints? Don't tell him I like him tho.

Well, it was always obvious that Lola had a crush on Barry. Unlike Nester though, Barry was denser than tungsten. It would be a hard nut to crack without just straight up telling the Blaziken, but she could find a way.

Anais: np, he's sleeping at my place, probz for the week, or sumthin, so I'll give him some sneaks.

LOLA P: OMGGG Thnk u sooo much xoxox

Lola then signed off, as did Anais. Her objective today was to make Lola sound attractive to the Blaziken. This shouldn't be too difficult a task. Not to explicitly brag or anything, but Anais did get an A+ grade in her English oral exam.

As Arceus would have it, a knock came from her door. Anais was always eager to answer the door. It was just in her nature of anticipating a mailman to be standing behind the door, ready to give her a package. She hopped down the stairs with minimal effort, and found who were her favourite uncle and aunt.

"Uncle Brendan! Aunt Jasmine!" squealed Anais, flinging herself into the Lucario's arms. She especially liked Jasmine, because her stories at her experiences of school were always a feat.

"Hello, my darling!" replied Jasmine, hoisting the Sylveon down back onto the floor. She just wasn't as active and flexible as she was sixteen years ago. "Is my bro- Er, is your dad in?" Anais nodded, resulting in Jasmine smirking deviously and walking inside. Brendan only smiled and gave her a spud with his talon, before he followed his wife.

Anais smelled a waft of the amazing food being cooked outside under the heat of the blazing sun. She too trotted outside, seeing her family among their relatives munching on juicy cooked steak pieces with glee. She popped over to her father, who was struggling to flip over the meat pieces.

"Hey Dad, can I have some food too?"

Julley looked over to her first child, patting her on her pink fur head. "Of course you can, sweetheart." After about ten minutes, Julley was able to put the steak on a plate. Anais took her plate over to where Barry was sitting down on a bench, next to his parents. She looked up, and across from the table, she could see Jasmine confidently eating her food – Eyes closed, enjoying the meal happily. However, adjacent to the Lucario, Brendan was clearly having some trouble. He kept breathing erratically, and a huge blush was forming on his face.

"Hey uncle… Are you alright?"

Brendan's blues focused on the Sylveon across from him, and he nodded assuredly. Anais only shrugged, and continued eating her food. It was at that moment, that Anais realised, that only one of Jasmine's paws were visible. Her other right arm was below the table. Her upper arm that could be seen was vibrating awkwardly.

If I were you, I wouldn't look under that table.

EWW! EWW! EWW! EWW!

Dang, you sound like you just took a trip inside of Giratina's room.

Come on, man. Why you gotta go there?

Wait… Giratina? As in… The distortion world Giratina?

…

WOAH! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? *Click* *Beeeeeeeeeeeeep*

Amazingly, Anais heard the sound of a telephone line going off in her head. She looked over at Brendan again, and as of now, he looked completely normal, finishing the last of his meal. He gazed at his smaller, violet-eyed son. He smiled gracefully. He couldn't fathom the fact that he finally had a child of his own, bearing so much resemblance to himself. Every time he looked at Barry, Brendan just couldn't help but grin proudly.

"Hey Barry?" began Brendan, leaning back in the bench. "How about you and I go for a little spar, huh?"

Barry glared at his father as if he was going mad. "What? Me and you? Dad, you'll obliterate me!" Brendan laughed heartily, though deep inside he hoped that his son's cowardice won't protrude out very often.

"Come on, Barry. Sometimes, you will come across an opponent who will cream you, no doubt. In fact, on the night of prom, a guy who hated my guts for getting him into prison came back, and tried to crush my spine. Well, I'll just tell you that I gave him the up-'Bursyamo-'percut to seal the deal."

Jasmine immediately snapped over to the Blaziken. "Wait – You mean MARK?!"

Brendan forgot that he hadn't told her any of the details that prom night. When an angry Jasmine was angry, it was in one's best interests to get out of there. The chances are, you'd have the worst outcome if your name was between: Brendan B. Bursyamo; Barry B. Bursyamo and Julley Breon-Solian. You don't want to know what will happen if your name was the first on the list.

"Uh… Hey Barry, let's go and have that spar right? RIGHT?" Barry saw the look on her mother, and knew that it was for the greater good to nod. The two Blazikens got up and frantically left to the opposite side of the garden.

Suddenly, Jasmine's mood made a complete 180, and gave a toothy grin to the Sylveon who remained. "That's how I get him to do whatever I want." Anais giggled in unison with the Lucario. To her, Jasmine was like a friend who understood everything she said, even better that Lola or Bella could, since she's also been there, and then some.

"Hey Aunt J? There's… There's-" Jasmine raised a paw, understanding it all as soon as the Sylveon opened her mouth.

"Don't tell me… There's a boy you like, ain't there?" Anais numbly nodded, to which Jasmine sighed dreamily. "Please tell me he's a hottie." This time, Anais nodded proudly. Jasmine squealed and clasped her hands like a teenager once again.

"He's this Ninetales, named Nester." explained Anais, feeling shivers just by mentioning his name. Jasmine's eyebrows rose in interest. Funnily enough, she and Brendan was pretty close to naming Barry after that name. "He's like, super hot!"

Jasmine put a paw to her chin. "Do you mean, hot-hot, or HAWT-HAWT." She just loved saying that word.

"All of the above." replied Anais coolly. That insured Jasmine that this Nester person was a firm ten out of ten. "He's just really amazing, you know?"

"Pfft, girl, you ain't kidding anyone. Date 'em." Anais laughed at her aunt's method of articulation, but she was one step ahead.

"I'd hate to brag, but he invited me for a date, tomorrow." Jasmine squealed even louder, to the point that thumps could be heard from inside the house, preceding various curse words in a feminine voice.

"No, way! You better make sure that you bag him real good. Otherwise, you'd regret it for the rest of your life."

Anais pouted in deep thought. There was another Pokemon that she was urged to mention to the Lucario, but she just didn't feel that it felt right. "But auntie, what if I think he isn't the one?"

Jasmine put up a paw again, revealing two digits. "If he wasn't the one, then he'd be hot, not HAWT. Furthermore, if he wasn't the one, Anais. You'd know."

Those words lingered in her head much like the legendary that swarmed her minds with redundant comments. It made her think, aside from his handsome looks, why else did she like the Ninetales? Well, there was his hot voice, and… That was it, really. She had only just met Nester, so to be fair, there wasn't a whole lot she could say about him. However, that still meant that there was a whole lot more to learn.

"Thanks auntie."

"No problem, Anais. Now if you could excuse me, I'm off to get your uncle before he dislocates his arm doing something stupid. Like falling down the stairs. Again."

Jasmine got up, and left the Sylveon on her own. There was a lot to consider when going out on a date with Nester, like the qualities that he held aside from his visibles. Of course, that was the whole point of having dates. Hopefully, the Ninetales would be her type.

Hopefully.

Chapter three = Done! Wasn't bad, but had to unfortunately be shorter since I was pressured by the appearance on my cousins. Now, this story will follow the classic one week-one chapter at least policy, or maybe even two depending on how free I am. Thanks for all of the support, though. Also, guys, please. Take it easy when messaging me to find out when the next chapter is gonna be released, because don't worry at all; I always produce one chapter minimum in a week. Now, I'll see you next weekend, and please leave a review of your thoughts!

-Sir Sawss/Lady Luan