THAT SYLVEON
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"Personally, I would like to get swimming in the sea when I have the chance, but not right now since I'm feeling a little sore. What about you guys?"
Fraiser didn't respond; the Furfrou seemed to be too occupied with his phone. Raidon instead replied, flopping on his bed with a huff.
"Meh, I'll probably just chill here for a bit." said Raidon. "I'll catch you two later, though."
Fraiser shifted off his bed a little uneasily, heading towards the main door. "Uh, speaking of which, I'm gonna c-catch you guys later. I just gotta take care of some stuff."
Barry and Raidon nodded, allowing Fraiser to go galavanting off on his own. Stepping out of the room, Fraiser looked back at his phone, reading the message that had been sent to him via text.
Meet me outside of my room within the next minute. My room number is 21.
-Anais
Despite the fact that it wasn't like she was talking to him directly, just the very tone dealt in the text made him shiver in anticipation.
Fraiser strutted down the hallway, soon seeing the pink furred fairy type loitering in front of the door they agreed to meet outside of.
"There you are. You're late, by the way." spat Anais, leaning on a nearby wall.
"Oh, sorry about that. So, uhm… how comes you called me out here?" Fraiser asked, albeit having an idea in his head already.
"I just had a little solid I thought you could help me out with. You know Raidon, right? Well, I want you to… not necessarily stalk him, but follow him around, see what he likes and dislikes."
But isn't that basically what stalking is?
Probably, but I phrased it differently, so it'll be his fault if he gets the wrong idea.
"Oh… okay, I guess I could do that."
Anais felt like fist pumping the air, but remembered the plans she had for today, so she decided to keep this rendezvous quick and concise.
"Good. Text me any news via cell. Ta-ta!" And with that, Anais skipped back into her room, isolating the Furfrou in the hallway.
Once back in her safe haven, Anais took to conversing with friends Lola and the now-present Bella. The trio were getting ready to get their beach game on.
"Yo Ann! What was that all about?" asked Bella, jumping up and down on the spot.
"Nothing, really. Anyways, hurry up and comb your damn fur, Lola! I wanna get down to the beach quickly!" shouted the Sylveon to the Lopunny, who still had their legs to comb too.
"Hold on; perfection takes time." quietly responded Lola. Apparently, the Lopunny needed to level each strand of fur so she swim in the sea and mess it all up anyway.
"Ugh, just be quicker… hey! I called that bed first, bitch!" shouted Anais, who noticed that Lola was on her bed nearest to the window. Turns out, as unfortunate as it was, that there were no bunk beds to begin with, but the bed that Anais nabbed at first was certainly the best out of them all.
"Too bad, you left the room, bitch!" retorted Lola.
"But you didn't even call dibs, bitch!"
"...Dibs, bitch."
ARCEUS! ARCEUS! GET OVER HERE AND READ- I MEAN LISTEN TO THIS THING!
After a tense staring contest, both Anais and Lola burst out in complete laughter, certainly confusing Bella.
"Oh, I just love you too much, Lola!" said Anais in between chuckles.
"Same here, Ann. Now give me another minute. There's one more place I gotta comb."
Anais glared at the Lopunny, straightening out her smile before actually realising what the normal type meant.
"Arceus, Lola! That's disgusting!"
"I meant my tail, but whatevs. Let's go find some hotties at the beachside." spoke Lola, heading out of the room and down the hallway.
I can't tell I lie. When it comes to the friendship between you two, you guys are just covalent.
Yeah, I know. It's what I call BFFFFFF material.
It didn't take too long for the fray of friends to make their way down to the beach, which was absolutely littered with various Pokemon having fun. If you didn't know what passed for 'fun' between Anais and her posse, you were about to witness a very accurate example.
Anais, Lola and Bella all pulled up deck chairs near the exit of the house that lead to the beach. They all faced the doorway, and waited under the glare of the sun.
Soon enough, someone passed through the door - a Sandslash to be precise - and the trio all spoke of a number in unison.
"8."
"2."
"5."
Two of them chuckled, while one of them blushed. Eyes fell upon Bella, as the Mightyena scrambled to find an explanation.
"W-What? You know I dig digitigrades!"
The laughter died down, as another Pokemon walked through the doors, this time being a Luxray.
"7."
"9."
"4."
Now, two pairs of pupils pounced onto Anais, who blushed furiously. She was just being honest, that was all.
"Hey! Don't look at me like that! He's just cute, that's it! It's not like I like him or anything, b-baka!"
Mockery in the form of laughter ensued for a little longer until another Pokemon sashayed through the doors. It was only a matter of time before it was a Blaziken at the door. I wonder what you'd give them?
"10… woah, that wasn't who I thought it was."
"10- wait, wha?"
"Have my babies."
Funnily enough, the person appearing at the door was Brendan Bursyamo, a 32 year old who still looked half his age. The fire type had noticed Anais and her entourage sitting by the entrance, and decided to confront them.
"Good afternoon Anais, Lola, and… Uhh…" Brendan fixated at the Mightyena that sat furthest to the left. "Well, I don't believe we've ever met. I'm Brendan Bursyamo, and you are..?"
"Buh...Buh...Buh…"
Incomprehensible words seemed to come out of the dark type's mouth as she stared deep into Brendan's encapsulating cerulean irises. On the other hand, the Blaziken didn't really know what to make of this moment.
"Is she alright?"
Lola shook her head and raised her paw. "Naw, don't worry babe- UH, I mean, Mr. Bursyamo; she does that all the time."
"Oh… sorry about that. Otherwise, I'll be sitting with the other adults. Tell Barry where I am if you see him, alright?"
Lola and Anais nodded before tending to their friend. Unfortunately, it looked like the Mightyena was gonna be out of commission for a while, simply because she couldn't keep her cool. Oh well, this didn't mean the game was over. In fact, it had only just reached the zenith of it's intensity as another Blaziken bounced past the doorway - this time a lot shorter and less muscular.
"Buh… Buh…"
"Freaking 10."
"Have my babies."
Lola and Anais glared at each other again, throwing their heads back in laughter. Girls would always be girls, right? Nevertheless, Barry had ended up walking over to them to see what the commotion was all about.
"Good afternoon, you guys. How…" Barry had taken a look at the dazed Mightyena. "Is she okay?"
Lola brushed that side of the situation off Barry's chest. She had the urge to do so literally, too.
"Don't worry about her. So, what's going on with you, hot stuff?"
Barry figured that Lola had called him that clever metaphor due to the fact that he was indeed a fire type. What a smart play on words! (that honestly pained me to type)
"Nothing as of yet." Barry squinted at the duo, but that didn't help at all - the doctors said that he was the only Pokemon on the Earth to have his focal point several kilometres behind his retina. On the bright side, Barry got a very pretty view of stars in the night, as well as other miscellaneous celestial bodies out and about. He was advised not to look at the sun, though.
"Bah, I guessed so. Come chill with us, Barry!" eagerly spoke Anais, gaining the favour of Lola as well.
"I'd love too, but I'd have to decline - I've only got a few hours to spend before I have to help out around a party that's happening somewhere on the beach." explained Barry, adjusting the trunks that fit firmly around his miniature waist.
Anais and Lola's curiosity was piqued almost immediately. Though, Bella was still in her stupor. Maybe she needed medical attention.
"Hold up - a party? No one told me about any party." Lola yelled, sitting up from her deck chair.
"Really? Well, it starts in approximately 4-5 hours, and nearly everyone is invited." elaborated Barry. "I think it's being held out here by the some students - well, the irresponsible ones - and is gonna be pretty exciting, apparently."
Anais bought everything he had said, but one point had made her mind stop in it's tracks.
"Wait, students? Who told you all of this?"
Barry scratched his head in that iconic Bursyamo fashion. "Well, it's Nester Queueneufs that had suggested this. I'm helping him out since he had asked nicely."
Of course that damned Nester. (That didn't feel right to type XD) That's a name that I wish I didn't have to hear again. Why can't he just… UGH!
Hey, now. Calm down. You don't need to go to this party.
...who said I wasn't going?
You aren't seriously thinking of attending, are you? You hate that guy's very soul!
So? I may have a pussy, but that doesn't mean I am one. I'm ready to confront that coward any day.
I'm just saying. It's for the greater good, you know.
And since when did you, Giratina, ruler of the distortion world know anything about the greater good?
Fine. Go break a leg or two.
Don't you worry; I know exactly who's leg I'm gonna break.
"Well in that case, I look forward to being there." slyly said Anais, ignoring the looks that Lola shot her.
"That's great! Now, I need to look for my pop. He challenged me to see who could swim the length of the Hoenn channel to Johto!"
Barry scampered off, allowing Lola to give the Sylveon a piece of her mind.
"Woah, hold up, Anais - you hate Nester, right? Why are you bothering to go to this party if he's gonna be there?"
Anais flicked a paw at the Lopunny. "Chill out, Lollipop. You know I'd dig a party any day. It's only a bonus that Nester's gonna be there. I could honestly do anything to him there, and no one would suspect a thing!"
Lola placed a paw below her chin. "So… you're going to the party just to claim some revenge on Nester?"
"And to party." corrected Anais.
Sighing, Lola placed a paw on the arm of Anais' armchair. "Seriously Anais. This guy caused you too much pain. If you have any sense in you still, you'd stop trying to be some super Sylveon and just stay in your room."
Anais looked at the sandy beach floor, sighing as well. "Okay, fine. You're right. That party's gonna be lame, anyway. But whatevs, let's keep looking for some more hotties!"
A very wet and drenched Barry Bursyamo stood under the shade of various umbrellas and lights he had set up for the upcoming party. He was with the company of Nester Queueneufs, who was currently trying to configure a radio system to play music. The Ninetales looked up at the fellow fire type, who was mindlessly playing with the sand.
"You know Bursyamo, you're a pretty cool guy for helping me out here. I just needed some time to clear my head; a lot of stuff has happened recently, and I just need something to distract me for a while."
Barry shook his head. "It's fine, sir. It's the least I could do to help someone out."
Nester smiled at the nonchalance of the Blaziken. Barry had a certain innocence about him that Nester also aspired to achieve.
"You wanna know something else, Bursyamo?" asked Nester, to which Barry nodded. "You and I aren't so different."
"Huh? In what regards?"
The Ninetales began to think. "Well, we both enjoy physical activities, are both quite popular with particular groups of people, and even have had our own girlfriends at one point, right?"
Barry scratched his head a little. "Well, I'm not sure if I'd ever had a girlfriend before…"
"You haven't!?" spurted Nester, his eyes seemingly bulging out of his sockets. "Well in that case - since you helped me out - I'll repay the favour by giving you some tips to get a girlfriend!"
"Wow, really? Thanks!" chirped Barry.
"No worries - anyway, the three things a girl dig are: A toned body, confidence, and chocolate. Lots of chocolate." snidely remarked Nester, turning on a beat on the radio.
"You really think so?" asked Barry, whisking sand away from his feathers.
"You better believe it, Bursyamo." Nester assured, nodding his head in time to the music. "It's like, the oestrogen hat-trick!"
"Wow, I never knew that. Thanks for letting me know."
Nester leaned over and gave Barry a friendly slap on his leg. "Hey, don't sweat it, Bursyamo; what kind of friend would I be if I didn't? Now, can you do me one more favour?"
"Sure, what do you need?"
Nester looked from side to side, beckoning for the Blaziken to come closer. "Listen, I heard some of the parents brought their 'Special Concoctions' along with them. Is it alright if you can sneak into the main staff's room and get some of the good stuff for the party?"
I don't know what this good stuff is, but it does sound very enticing.
My dear child, Barry - that may not be the 'stuff' that you'd want to associate yourself with.
Pardon? What does he even mean by stuff?
Around here? It's known as Giratina's Nectar. Though, in your mortal terms, it's known as "Alcohol".
Alcohol! But that's the stuff that makes your liver hurt and brain dehydrated!
Unfortunately so, my child.
Barry snapped out from his stupor, and looked wide eyed at the Ninetales.
"Nester, you're not proposing that I go to steal alcohol, are you?" cautiously questioned Barry, squinting at the Ninetales.
"Whaaaat? Is that what you think I'm saying? Well… yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying… but, this is what friends do for each other, right?"
That made Barry scratch his head. "I-I guess so…"
"That's great, Bursyamo. The party starts in about two hours, so you have time to get what you need from there." explained Nester, changing up the tunes coming from the radio. "Once you do, this party's gonna be absolutely fire!"
"Ah, well I'd hope so. I better get going now…" said Barry, standing up straight.
"You better. Don't forget the goods, too!"
Barry nodded and began making his trek back to the building, now having realized the depth of the hole that he had just dug himself into.
The classic trio of friends had become a duo as Bella entered the large house to get some rest. What a lightweight. Thus, Anais and Lola were left to themselves. The Sylveon made entertainment out of talking on . Lola leaned over, watching her friend sending and receiving messages on the interface.
"So Ann, who are you texting there?" Lola nonchalantly interrogated. Anais stuffed her phone in her fur as a response.
"F-Family friend." replied Anais, stuffing her phone away. Lola raised an eyebrow at the statement; The Lopunny was essentially a lie detector around Anais. Although, the real mystery was how there was any service at all lon this beach. "Anyway, how are you doing with Barry?"
"Despite the fact I know that you're blatantly trying to change the subject here, I'll roll with it since I really want to talk to you about my progress with that hunk of a Blaziken." Lola stated as a matter of fact, making Anais chuckled. "I mean, he's a super nice guy, and I really wanna ask him out, but I just don't know what he'd say."
Anais then wholeheartedly laughed, slapping her knee in the process. "Geez Lola, it's Barry, not a mathematics exam! Instead of asking him to be your boyfriend, why don't you just tell him to be your boyfriend?"
To Lola's ears, that idea sounded absolutely absurd. On the other hand, Anais spent enough time with the Blaziken to know how easy he was to manipulate.
"You're joking me, right? Barry's a Pokemon with actual hopes, dreams and aspirations, as well as a free will too. There's no way that you can expect him to go out with me out of obligation."
Anais rolled her eyes at the obnoxious vocabulary used by the Lopunny. Although, it was quite transparent that Lola's high quality psychology classes seriously paid off.
"Well actually, I can." snarkly replied Anais, looking far into the distance of the beach. "In fact, you're in luck; I spy a certain Blaziken hottie approaching right now."
Lola looked in the direction that the Sylveon looked in tandem, and indeed saw the Bursyamo beauty cruise over on the sand. Hesitantly, she stood up, intending to interrupt the fire type's path.
"Hey again, Barry!" yipped Lola, beginning to blush a little. Just a little, though. It's not like she liked him or anything… b-baka. "I think you're a very cute and caring person, so I-I just wanted to ask… would you like to go out with me?"
Anais slit her eyes at the feathery fire type, and her eyes widened once she noticed the predicament her friend was not in. Through gritted teeth, the Sylveon briskly whispered, "EYES, EYES," and it certainly didn't fall on deaf ears.
Lola shifted her vision from the ground up to the Blaziken's smiling face, and brilliantly blue eyes, paling a little.
"O-Oh! Good afternoon, Mr. Bursyamo! I… I was just practicing!" sputtered Lola, a blush coming onto her face as she became eye level with the grinning Blaziken's pecs.(I'm enjoying writing this. :3)
"Oh really, Lola? And you were practicing for whom?" asked Brendan, clearly milking the best out of the situation.
Lola's breathing became uneasy. "Uhm, if I w-was to be brutally honest, I'd say your s-son, Mr. Bursyamo."
Brendan glared at the Lopunny, before throwing his head back in hearty laughter. "Haw haw haw! I'd say, I'm certainly rooting for you on that one! But you know, take it a little easy on Barry - his mother and I are still trying to get the concept of a girlfriend through his head."
Lola awkwardly laughed, coming to terms with the fact that she just asked her crush's father to go out with her. "Haha… I will Mr. Bursyamo. Thanks."
"Hey, no worries! Also, just calling me Brendan will do. Mr. Bursyamo is… Uhm, nevermind. But, I do wish the best for both of you. I'll see you two around!"
Brendan waved the two goodbye, strolling off the sandy turf and into the main building. However, in close pursuit was another Blaziken, who looked like they seemed to be trying hard to be silent. Unfortunately, his cover was blown by the interjection of a loud Anais.
"Heyo! Barry, come over!" yelled the Sylveon, waving her paw crazily.
Barry trembled in fright as he looked towards his caller. "Aww, man! Anais! You messed up my mojo!" he whined, sitting back on the sand before his cousin. "Well nonetheless, what are you guys up to?"
Anais sniggered, winking at her normal type cohort. "Well if you wanted to know so much, dear Barry, we were talking about you, weren't we, Lola?"
"Uhm, y-yeah, we were." mumbled Lola, not feeling the exact confidence that she portrayed at all times.
"Yup, and Lola said that she had something to tell you~" sang Anais, only increasing the red smudge on Lola's cheeks.
"Really? What did you want to tell me?"
Suddenly, the whole atmosphere became a lot hotter, regardless of the fact that they were still on the beach.
"W-Well Barry, I really like you. So…" Lola glanced back at Anais, before maintaining her stare on the Blaziken. "I t-think that from this point onwards, you will be my boyfriend, and I will be your girlfriend. A-Alright?"
Barry scratched his head. He's had a lot of practice with this, so hopefully, he got the right idea.
"
By that, I don't think you mean the food, but Girlfriend..? I thought we were already friends?"
Back up at the hall of origins, four of a kind sat on beanbags, all watching a crystal ball within a dark room. Suddenly, all eyes fell on Cresselia.
"So you're telling me that you've been with Barry for 14 years straight, had the time to take him up to this hall and personally introduce yourself - in the time that he was unconscious on the coach ride - and even deduced him as the only Pokemon with a pure heart at the age of 1, yet you never explained to him the concept of a girlfriend?"
"...But it was kinda funny how he thought it was a food."
Lola and Anais facepawwed intensely. There was no way Barry could be thi… well, actually…
"No, Barry! As in a girlfriend who 'like likes' you!" shouted Anais, not wanting to watch this stupidity.
"Hmm…" Barry mumbled, trying to process something in his head. "So we like each other now?"
"Barry - we love each other. That's what it means." deadpanned Lola.
"Ooohhhh… well that's nice. Don't worry Lola; I'll be your boyfriend, because I love you a lot!"
Coming from Barry, that was a 100 times more valuable that most people would realise. Lola trembled in happiness before lunging at the Blaziken, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"D'awww! I love you too, Bear-Bear!" squealed Lola, hugging Barry tighter.
Barry smiled at his new relationship; it gave him some sort of gusto to know that he shared the same feeling with someone else. Although, he still had a job to accomplish.
"Unfortunately, I need to go inside and grab some stuff. I'll be back soon, Lola."
Lola grinned and let go of her boyfriend. She was reserving her first kiss for sometime special. "It's fine - I'll see you later Bear-Bear!"
Barry saluted the two as he scampered off inside. Lola sighed and fell back into her deckchair, glancing at her fairy type friend with very dreamy eyes.
"I'm the happiest girl in the world right now…"
Anais replied through a feigned smile. "That's great Lola… now why can't I get a boyfriend just like that?!"
The Lopunny simply laughed at the Sylveon's misfortune. You know, like a true friend would. "Chill out, Ann! You just aren't looking in the right places."
"Ugh… I guess. I just need to wait more." Anais said, pulling out her phone from… well, if I told you where she got it, I'd have to kill you.
Barry sidled up to the surface of the wall, standing right next to the door leading to the main parents' dorm. Looking left and right and left, he opened the door slowly, hearing some voices inside.
"So you're still with Jasmine?"
"Yup, we've been married for… 15 years or there about?"
"And nothing wrong has happened between you two?"
"Hmm… not from what I remember. I mean, she gets quite upset at me on occasion, especially when I'm sparring with Barry. She doesn't understand that it's for the sake of his career!"
"Mhmm, I understand. Jasmine can be just a big worrywart sometimes."
"Yeah, tell me about it. One time, she flipped out because I had let Barry drive the car around for a bit. Like, I don't get what's so wrong with that."
"Yeah - wait, how old was he?"
"I don't remember, but he was still a Torchic."
"...uhm, yeah, Jasmine should've worried less."
"For sure. Hold on, I gotta take a shower. Thanks for understanding, Sal."
"No problem."
To the young Barry's ears, this conversation was nothing short of being normal. He poked a head through the gap of the door, spotting his coach laid back on her bed, seemingly talking to herself. Carefully and cautiously, he pried the door far enough just so he could slide through, not making a sound. Then, he noticed the mini fridge next to the wall just adjacent of the wall, lucky for him.
Now, he snuck over to the fridge, opening it slowly. Barry wasn't at the least unfazed to see gallons of different alcoholic beverages ordered in the fridge. Though, he hadn't much time to waste. Barry pulled up his hoodie and began stuffing his chest fur with as many drinks as he could carry, only stopping when he heard some shuffling coming from the bathroom.
"Uhm…"
"What's wrong, Brendan?" shouted Sally, sitting up.
"Nothing, but… I can't really reach my back - my… feathers keep getting in the way. I usually have a longer scrubbing-thingy at home, but I guess I forgot it. Is it alright if you call my son over to help me out?"
Barry was a little indifferent towards helping out his father. However, that would almost certainly jeopardise the mission that he had limited time for.
"N-No! You don't need to alert him at all! He's already enjoying himself in the sun, so let's just leave him be." argued Sally, standing up, forcing Barry to hide behind the fridge. "I'll help you instead."
"What? B-But… I mean…"
"Come on, Brendan. We used to change in front of each other every battle and tournament." And Arceus, was she glad they did.
"Alright then, but be quick."
Sally entered the bathroom with a prominent grin. Yet, this only allowed Barry to make his crafty escape… and by crafty, I mean clumsily running out of the door.
Barry ran into his dorm, shutting the door behind him. Fraiser and Raidon were already conversing with each other before the Blaziken bounded inside.
"Yo, Barry - what's going on with you?" asked Raidon, looking at the fire type.
"Uhm, I was just grabbing some stuff for Nester's party, that's all."
"Woah, Nester's having a party?" gawked Raidon. "Is everyone invited?"
Barry nodded under the assumption that Nester had made this party open to all.
"Well in that case, count me in! Parties are great way of just, you know, clearing your head and all." said Raidon, waving his paw about.
"Ooh, okay." Barry then looked at the Furfrou who seemed to just take his phone out from under his pillow. "What about you, Fraiser?"
"Huh? N-No, I think I'd rather staying here, thanks." said the Furfrou, tapping some inputs into his phone.
"Suit yourself - I'll see you there, Raidon." Barry waved and left the room, albeit not without the peculiar rattle of aluminium and glass within each step.
Anais sat in her room, simply waiting for the day to come to an end. Her only current company was a busy Lola who spent her time trying on different perfumes. Anais' phone shook with vigor next to her, making her pick it up. Turns out, it was a message from Fraiser.
Just so you know, Raidon is about to a party on the beach.
Anais smiled as she read the text, quickly giving a reply before putting her phone down:
Nice. I'll be there too.
Then, looking at Lola, Anais cleared her throat. "Yo Lollipop, I'm gonna use the bathroom real quick." said the Sylveon, hopping off her bed.
"Nice try, Anais." scoffed Lola. "You just came from the bathroom."
Dammit…
What were you expecting? This is No-Nonsense Lola, not your Fretless Father.
"Chill out, I just wanna brush my teeth."
Lola rolled her eyes, applying a new scent of perfume. "You went to the bathroom specifically to brush your teeth. If you really wanna go to that party, you're gonna have to try harder than that, Ann."
"Ugh, why'd you have to be such a little prick about it?" groaned Anais, throwing her paws into the air.
"That's because you told me that you're gonna go there just to jack Nester up!"
Anais was sorta lost for words; by the way Lola put it, it was as if she was now the villain. "Uh… well, think in my shoes for a change, Lollipop! That bitch said all of that sweet crap to me, only just so he can some loser to claim as his own, and… and I fell for it, dammit!"
The Sylveon's head fell into her paws, as Lola rushed to her side.
"Just when I thought he actually had feelings to me, he decides to say nothing! He was toying with me the entire time! How can you tell me to just sit around and do nothing, Lollipop!?"
Lola put her arms on Anais' shoulders, looking her in the eyes sincerely.
"Anais, if you go to kick his ass, you better let me have kick too; I go where you go, girl."
A tear that rolled down Anais' cheek was brushed aside by Lola's paw. The Sylveon was lifted to her feet, albeit shambling a little, as Lola sprayed both bodies with a strong perfume.
"Now, let's hit that party."
Barry stacked over to the main serving table of the party after sidling through crowds of upbeat and dancing Pokemon on the beach. He saw Nester, leaning on the table, and unloaded all of the alcoholic beverages from his thorough chest feathers. The Ninetales looked very pleased to see his wishes granted.
"Yo! Bursyamo! You seriously gave us the hook-up here, man! For that, why don't you take a drink?" said Nester, pushing an open can of the classic beer towards the Blaziken.
"Oh? Sorry sir; I don't drink."
Nester only grinned wider. "Come on, Bursyamo! Don't be a loser, it's not like one can is gonna affect you forever. Now drink up."
Barry looked at the other fire type sceptically, despite taking the drink in his talon.
"I mean…" mumbled Barry. "I probably shouldn't be doing this when I'm underage, too…"
A paw met Barry's arm, as crimson pearls met purple. "Bursyamo. I wouldn't be giving it to you if I knew it was gonna jack up your system. You wanna be a professional battler, right?" Barry wagged his head. "Well, what do you think battlers like your pop do after they win?"
What? They go for drinks and stuff after battles?
I'd hate to tell you the truth, my child, but alas, they do partake in such activities.
No way! Then again, they're all adults. In my instance, it's worse.
Quite right. Pray tell, young one - would you find pleasure out of drinking?
Not at all, ma'am.
Wise decision; if you drink that, I foresee you walking into a wall.
Oh… sounds familiar.
"Sorry to let you down, Nester, but I'd have to decline - the last thing I want is an addiction to begin." excused the Blaziken, pushing the can back.
Nester sighed, drinking the beverage for himself. "Well, can't blame you for being soft, Bursyamo." he said between sips. "Alcohol is for those who can handle it."
Barry shook his head. "Yeah, I'd assume it's not for me. Do you have any water?"
Nester nodded and sloppily handed the Blaziken a bottle of water. Wavering slightly, the Ninetales spyed in the corner of his eye, two menacing silhouettes approaching his stand. Immediately, he recognised the pair, feeling coldness rush through his blood.
They had finally reached the stand, a Lopunny and a Sylveon. The mere presence of the latter alone put him off living life as a whole.
The silence - aside from the sound of Barry sipping his water - was absolutely piercing for the Ninetales. The only movement that was made was from Lola, reaching to deliver the Blaziken a very brisk and important hug.
"Listen Anais, I'm sorry, alright? Can you just leave me alone?"
"Just let me know, Nester: what went through your head all the times that you said something nice about me, or spent money over me? Why'd you do all of this lovey-dovey crap for me, if you didn't even like me in the first place!?"
Nester knew he couldn't keep quiet now. Once he had saw the Lopunny in tow with Anais, he knew that there was only one way out of this.
"I… I don't know… I was desperate."
"Bullshit." Lola snidely deadpanned. "You could've went for any other bimbo if you were desperate."
"W-Well, maybe desperation isn't the best way to describe how I felt…" Nester trailed, eyeing Barry intensely, as if begging him for help. Although, Barry doesn't exactly understand gesticulations very well.
"Hmm, I think I know how you felt." began Anais, leaning closer to the blushing Ninetales' face. "You just wanted me to be one of your stupid fangirls, didn't you?"
Nester stood there with his mouth widely ajar, utterly flabbergasted, absolutely stunned. Once again, he found himself speechless.
"What's wrong? Delcatty got your tongue?" rudely remarked Anais. "Of course you'd have nothing to say, because you know it's true."
Anais had him on the ropes here. There was nothing else that Nester could say in his defence, because there was zero things that came to mind: Zero; Nada; Zip; Zilch.
"In fact," continued Anais, playfully wagging her tail to Nester's dismay. "Now that you've basically admitted it, I don't see what's stopping us from telling the whole school what you'll really think of girls."
Now, Nester found the pair's argument significantly ridiculous.
"Okay, now you aren't making any sense. Even if you told everyone how I treat girls, it's not like they'd believe you; I'm Nester Queueneufs, the most popular and richest kid in school. I have bottom feeders like the other students eating out the palm of my paws - what makes you think they wouldn't take your idea with a grain of salt?"
Anais backed away, looking at Lola worriedly. As much as she'd hate to admit it, the Ninetales had a very valid point.
On the other hand, a very uncomfortable Barry shuffling about brought a spark of hope to the table. The Blaziken reached into his feathery chest area, pulling out a small box, that neither Anais nor Nester expected.
"A tape recorder? Did I always have this stuffed in here?" muttered Barry, as Lola reached over to snatch it out of his hand, pressing a button to stop the recording.
"Thanks, Barry." said Lola, kissing the Blaziken's beak to make him blush. "And Nester, I believe this'll make us think otherwise."
Immediately, the two sashayed off to leave a stunned Ninetales and an extremely confused Blaziken. Yet, Nester had his life at it's lowest trough, currently - two people he now loathed had the upper hand, all which could result in the collapse of his reputation. He glared at the Blaziken across from him, just to see what he had to say having said nothing otherwise during the time Anais and Lola came about.
"Seriously, I have no idea how that recorder got there."
Okay, I think I'm getting into one heck of a writing groove, here, so I'll see if I'm able to write next chapter, also. Sorry that this was updated pretty late, since it was only recently I got the hang of typing on a mobile device. Plus, I'm sorta on a vacation myself - at my ol' parents' house. Although, both Sawss and I will be back to our original standards as soon as this chapter is released.
Now, since last chapter gained some reviews, I believe that it's time I responded them personally. I noticed that ever since Sawss did it in TG, a lot of people writing stories centred around this series have began doing it also, in abundance! There seems to be some sort of relationship between Sawss and trend-setting.
Ambyssin - Sorry about the formatting stuff. I was updating on a mobile app, so all of the text formats I had done initially had reset, so I had to go through the entire chapter, formatting this and that manually on a phone. tl;dr - it wasn't fun. Though, I'll keep that and your book of uh… Sonic memes in mind :P
Kalmarin - Ugh, tell me about it; I hate it when my 4 year old son knocks down trees in my garden. Also, yes, I was very salty XD. And be aware that I got Sawss' permission to update, since I wouldn't be able to otherwise.
Misled Eevee - Don't worry my friend! The chapters should be plentiful from here on out.
Crystal Glaceon - I think the name you're thinking of is 'Abby' XD. Also, I love your approach. You're gonna be an awesome parent XD.
Thunderwolf7226 - I can't guarantee that it's already been done, but I think there's been some consideration by some individuals.
Diamondsylveon1 - Sorry that uh… I couldn't make it any more subtle, but thanks for leaving that review out for me. I think your little synopsis of the chapter is quite accurate :P
sino the glaceon - Don't worry, you're all good. Although, and this goes out for everyone, avoid pressuring authors to update faster; it can put someone as calm as Sawss on edge, and discourage them to keep writing. Thanks for reviewing, though.
PatrioticSwellow - Well, Anais is quite a naughty person in general, so your presumptions may be correct ;3
Nightstrike the Umbreon - I don't really know who Zach is, but uh… thanks for the review!
theluc48 - You'd be right saying that I'm a 'her'. Also, it's not quite incest yet XD, nor is it a very mutual relationship. If you're looking for that, you should take a look at 'A Fiery Tale'. It revolves all around that :3
Umbreonguy17 - Don't worry, you will!
DegenerateFluffington - Don't laugh too loud, my smol Floofs ;3. Also, thanks for liking the chapter, I don't write that often, but when I do, it seems to be of a satisfactory standard. I have an affinity for the bare minimum on most occasions. I like jam-packing a bunch of genres into my text so more people like it! :P. Geez, why didn't I study marketing?
Cliomt - Uhm… I don't see any Pikachu? XD Thanks for reviewing anyway!
Alright, that's it from me. I'll probably be around next chapter, too. But yah, farewell!
-Luanastar/Awesome Sawss, kinda XD