THAT SYLVEON

Muhahaha - it's still Luanastar.

Aha! I bet you thought I was gone! Sorry if your tastebuds expected the Awesome Sawss, but I hope that I make it worth your while. Anyway, I asked Sawss if I could keep going on with this chapter, and thankfully, he gave me permission. Yet, chances are that I'll return to being the ol' cowriter after this chapter. I don't mind though, since I write about maybe 2,000 words per chapter. Regardless, enough about me - I'm sure you all wanna see this chapter unfold.

BUT WAIT - I just wanna apologise with how late this chapter came out. Turns out, Sawss and I had a lot of work outside of writing, so there was simply no way we could get this done in time. I think I need to stop keeping promising you guys stuff like that. XD

However, there's some bad news that I gotta share with you guys. Unfortunately, due to some conflicting differences and other miscellaneous problems, Jirulius will no longer be writing 'That Flareon'. Sorry to inform you of that.

Luanastar/Awesome Sawss do not own Pokemon.

Anais and Lola laughed as they witnessed a now broken Nester Queueneufs, a shattered man, slump back into the building. They both flopped onto the sand near the calming waves, embracing it's softness as they giggled in tandem.

"Geez, Lollipop, how'd you sneak that recorder into Barry without anyone noticing - Especially me!" gawked Anais, smiling at the smirking Lopunny with the tape recorder in her paw.

"Pfft, I just stuffed it into Barry's chest when I went over to hug him. I knew that you'd get absolutely humiliated if I didn't, what with your brash hastiness and your lack of strategy." scoffed Lola, fitting the tape recorder into the overgrown fur around her wrist. "Plus, it's always smart to have a back-up plan. Though, I wasn't expecting Barry to be so close when we came over."

It clicked in Anais' head, as she giddily laughed along with the craftiness of her best friend. She scooched closer to the Lopunny, slowly wrapping her arms around the normal type's slim body.

"D'aww, you're just the best, Lollipop!" chirped Anais, now releasing Lola from the brief hug. "So uh, what do we do with the tape? Do we show it to others?"

"Hold your Rapidash there, Ann; you don't wanna blow our upper hand against Nester already, do you? We should hold onto it, because Nester's already grieved by the fact that we have what he said on tape, duh." explained Lola, rolling her eyes at the Sylveon's mediocrity when it came to blackmailing.

"Fair enough." sighed Anais, content with the progress she's reached with her revenge on Nester. Yet, she had to hand it to Lola, she was certainly the man of the match today. "So what do you wanna do now?"

Lola looked back towards the unattended stand full of different assortments of alcohol. She then glanced back at the Sylveon who seemingly had the same idea. Without a second thought, both of them scrambled over to the stand, ready to get absolutely hammered.

"If I get drunk, you better make sure you take me back to our room before I do something stupid, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, Ann. Now shut up and pass me that pint glass."

Barry trekked back into his room, finding the layout exactly the same as he had left it, even with Fraiser the Furfrou still on his bed, using his phone. Unfortunately, the Blaziken never understood the gusto that many people got when it came to using a mobile device.

"Heya, Fraiser!" Barry called, hopping onto his bed. "You've been cooped up here all this time?"

Fraiser had only just looked up from his phone, finding the fire type frantically flopping into his respective sheets. If both Raidon and Barry had time to go to this party and return, then exactly how long had Fraiser been using his phone for? Whatever it was, it was certainly unhealthy.

"Y-Yeah, I guess so. How was the party for you?" asked the Furfrou, finally putting the cell phone down.

"Man, it was great!" boisterously claimed Barry, bouncing on the mattress. "The music and food was all really good to eat. Though, I can't say the same about the drinks."

Fraiser nodded a little, becoming hot under his fur as he began to stare deeply into the Blaziken's radiant pupils. He had no idea how long he could keep this up. Well… There was certainly one other thing that was coming up.

"Uh-huh…" replied Fraiser, almost moaning. It was very rare that the Furfrou was given such moments to have a properly good look at his peer. But, when he was given any chance at all, he'd snatch at it was a vigor to exploit it as much as possible. Only problem was, there was that damn hoodie getting in his way. Though, with Barry being Barry, surely there was some sort of way to get rid of it? "By the way, Barry, i-isn't it quite hot in here? D-Don't you want to take your hoodie off?"

Barry found that question to be surprisingly peculiar on behalf of the usually shy Furfrou. "But ah, I think I'm enjoying this kind of heat. I'm a Blaziken, no?"

Pfft. Amateur.

Fraiser was then found dumbfounded. How could he have not remembered that Barry was a Blaziken? For the sake of Arceus, if he was gonna attempt anything, he should at least have a few days' worth of practice, first.

Anais and Lola continued their drinking spree until they reached that special level themselves. Well, truthfully, only one of them did. Anais was sort of woozily sauntering from side to side while she walked towards the dance floor - a clear indication that she was drunk. On the other hand, Lola was still sat at the stand, now finished with her 68th shot, moving onto the bottles, now. Alcohol just doesn't do anything for her anymore.

Anais attempted to dance along with the music, but she had only ended up falling to the floor, slammed in a drunken state. As she got up and moved back closer to the stand, Anais used her eyes to look around. Well, it was sort of a fruitless attempt, since everything was mostly a blur. However, she was able to spot a familiar black smudge move across the dance floor to the main parts of the sandy beach. Here's where she then made her move.

Exhaling to get some of the alcoholic smells and intoxicating sea water stench, Anais sashayed over to the alleged Luxray, hiccupping here and there also.

"Heya Rai-Rai," slurred Anais, taking a seat next to the now confused and red-faced Luxray. "You're… You're here all alone, hmm?"

Although Raidon was used to large parties and festivals, he was certainly a stranger when it came to alcohol and it's dangerous effects. He'd surely want to try it out sometime, though. "Umm… Yeah, I am."

Anais scooched up closer to the electric type, feeling little fizzles of currents sparking over to his fur. "Well, *HIC* that's good, since we could both be alone, together, no?"

For Raidon, this situation was one that he certainly didn't want to be in. Well… He did, but he had other priorities that meant that he couldn't. In the time frame of one second, Raidon was able to recall a past situation with his mother, that certainly didn't end very well.

Thumping down the stairs, Raidon readied himself for a school day once again. With a smile plastered on his face, and his morale as high as ever, the Luxray pranced into the kitchen in hopes of grabbing a quick bite.

Once there, he met up with the everlasting absence of his father, and his loving mother, who happily knitted a small scarf within her paws. Raidon waved at the Absol as he padded into the room, wanting to endeavor in the morsel that produced such a fulfilling scent for his nostrils.

"Mmm, that smells great!" Raidon bellowed, his mouth watering as soon as he saw the plate of eggs and steak carefully put on the kitchen table. "Thanks, ma!"

Abigail Atos, the mother to Raidon Atos, smiled as she went on with her yarn product. "No problem at all. You look quite excited to start your school day, don't you?"

A piece of steak in Raidon's mouth couldn't stop him from nodding. "Of course! I've made many friends, and they all seem to be keen on battling."

"Oh really?" questioned Abby, the topic piquing her interest. "Like whom?"

Smiling, Raidon looked up into the air to think. "Well, this a Blaziken, named Barry Bursyamo. He's a really nice person!" Raidon didn't catch the crestfallen look on his mother's face as he talked. "Also, would you believe it? He's also the son of Brendan Bursyamo, and has amazing battling skills!"

Abby pursed her lips as the name rang one too many bells. "Bursyamo, hmm? That's ah, very interesting, dear. Is there anyone else?"

"Well, there's also one person, named Anais Breon-Solian, and she's a very eccentric lady, who-"

"Wait - Breon-Solian? No, no no! Please don't tell me you actually like this girl?!" whined Abby, now losing her cool.

"Huh? What's wrong, ma? She's a really nice person once you get t-"

"NO! I forbid you to have any sort of relationship with this girl, no matter how platonic it me be, understood?!"

Raidon's mouth was agape from the horror - all of his aspirations of one day being acknowledged by the Sylveon crumbled to pieces like a ramshackled building.

"U-Understood, Mom."

"Good…" huffed Abby, hating having to flare up like her son that way. "Now, go on - school will start soon."

"Y-Yes Mom."

The one experience left a permanent scar on Raidon's mentality; it was so rare that his mother would get so angry like that. Yet, it seemed to be triggered by the mention of "Anais Breon-Solian". If Raidon knew any better, he'd use the rest of his run-down energy to get away from the Sylveon.

"Uhm, sorry Anais - I need to go." excused Raidon, beginning to set his paws on the ground and stand up straight. "It's getting quite late."

His attempts proved to be purely futile as Raidon was immediately floored the second he got up, pinned effortlessly by the amazingly strong, quick, and hiccuping Sylveon.

"Hey now, what's the *HIC* rush, Rai-Rai?" teased Anais, holding him down with two paws and the tentacle-like ribbon ends on her head. "Don't you wan- *HIC* spend time with me? I know you've wanted me by the way you've been looking at me, you naughty boy..."

Raidon became more and more afraid as Anais licked her lips. The smell of a substance, strong and ripe, entered his nose as the Sylveon closed the distance between their faces.

"Anais! Stop! This isn't like you at all! Now get off me!" wailed Raidon, though unable to get the attention of the other attending students courtesy of the loud pop music blaring through the speakers.

His pleas fell on deaf - and unfortunately very drunk - ears, as Anais puckered her lips and closed her eyes, holding the electric type's head straight with a muscular paw. Raidon didn't want to resort to violence, but when desperate occasions called for desperate measures to be taken. While concentrating, Raidon sent a discharge of a wicked electric current surging through his blood vessels, shocking the fairy type within an instant.

Raidon hated to do it, but knew it was in some way, worth it, as the Sylveon dropped off him, seemingly lifeless. Once he was back on his feet, Raidon looked left and right before completely scattering away from the area, abandoning Anais completely in the sand. He only had the choice of running back to his dorm, hoping that no one would've caught his nefarious misdeed. But, as he dashed back to the main building under the pink sunset, Raidon couldn't help but feel pangs of regret hit him. Hard. Though, there was no turning back now…

...Oh, it would've been his dream to let that scenario play out…

Raidon stopped running once he had reached the many hallways as he slumped against the wall with a thump. There was nothing to describe how utterly distraught he felt.

"How could I let such a moment slip away from me like that?" Raidon asked, questioning a helpless cracked tile on the wall. "Oh, what use is complaining now?"

The Luxray sighed again as he searched for his dorm. He was certainly done for the night.

"...But hopefully, I'll get signed for a bigger battling club when I'm older - I've prepared for it all my life!"

"...Uh-huh…"

"For sure, Fraiser! I've learned a bunch of languages so I may be signed for a wider range of battling clubs!"

"...Uh-huh…"

"Wow, Fraiser, you're a really good listener!"

"...Uh-huh…"

That was the average conversation between peers Fraiser Furble, and… Uhh… Hold on… Okay, and Barry Berry Beedot Bursyamo. And that isn't even his full name. Silly authors. Anyway, the talk lasted only a few seconds more, before the door opened to reveal their third friend, Raidon Volta Atos, stumble through.

"Oh, hullo Raidon!" chirped Barry, being the bubbly Blaziken he was. "Did you find the party enjoyable?"

Raidon staggered over to his bed, clutching his head and lying down on it's softness. "Yeah, I guess it was pretty good."

"I agree." said Barry, finally taking off his hoodie, neatly folding and placing it on his dresser. "You should've come, Fraiser. But, I understand if you just wanted to stay here."

Fraiser was gifted with the sight of Barry's (although slightly concealed due to his chest fur) bulging pectorals, radiant abdominals and boisterous biceps all at once. He wasn't even sure if he would be able to handle it, in fact.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah, thanks."

Geez. Does this guy know Julley? I feel they would get along quite well.

Meanwhile, the (previously) main man Julley himself sat inside of his bed, peacefully resting next to his wife, who read a book with the desk lamp on. The yellow-bathed room was a tranquil environment to all three of them in the room, who all insisted on quietly spending their time leisurely relaxing. Well, that was until someone, somewhere, got an idea…

*RING RING*

Julley's cellphone shook with intense vibrations, making the owner and his wife quite livid, as well as their son who was then woken up.

"Ugh, and who would be calling at this time of the hour?!" grunted Cassidy, taking her reading glasses off and closing her book.

Sighing, Julley looked at the screen of his phone. "Well, apparently, it would be Brendan, of all people."

Cassidy shrugged and returned to her book. "I guess. Brendan's a dandy guy after all, what with the huge sums of money he's sent us. I'm not surprised he hasn't asked for us to repay him, yet."

Julley sat up as he took the phone into his paws. "I'd hope he wouldn't. Though, he's too much of a good person, if you ask me."

In favour of that, Cassidy nodded. "Yep. I remember in high school, Brendan used to be quite the cutie, you know." she giggled, not exactly putting Julley at ease.

"We can talk about your high school escapades another time, Cass." remarked Julley, rolling his eyes as he finally answered the call. "Hello?"

Crackling came from the other end, before an answer finally came. "Heyo, Julley! Brendan here. I just wanted to give you a little update on Anais, and I think you're gonna be sorta interested."

"Hmm? How is she doing?" asked Julley, his suspicion eyebrow gaining altitude.

Brendan looked out of the window, watching the Sylveon, possibly unconscious, probably not, lying face flat in the sand. The rising tide compelled Brendan to go out and pick her up before she was whisked away in her sleep. However, he had a child that he could send instead.

"Ehh, she's doing alright and all, but I think something's wrong with her. I saw her outside trying to hit on some kid, and then she just collapsed on the sand. One of the students hosted a party or something."

For Arceus' sake, please don't tell me she was drinking.

Welp, I think you're may be disappointed, buddy. That's a unsupervised, teenage party you've got there.

Dangit, what's wrong with Anais? Sometimes I think she may have caught some of Jasmine's genes.

I think there's more to that event than just Anais' drinking habits. Didn't mention Brendan some kid? Ooh! Exposition!

"Darn it. At this rate, Anais is gonna end up just like…" Julley stopped, remembering who Brendan was married to. "Uhm, her grandma. A-Anyway, did you see what the kid looked like?"

Some more shuffling came from the Blaziken's end, followed a few snide giggles in the background. "Uh, yeah, just hold on a second."

Julley huffed as he waited for his brother-in-law to respond. Only Arceus knew what the Blaziken could be doing at this time of the hour. Julley could only hope it wasn't what he thought it was, otherwise he could bet there will soon me a short-tempered Lucario on the loose.

"Sorry about that, had to sign some autographs." casually said Brendan. Julley chuckled as he remembered that he was literally talking to a celebrity. "Anyway, I'm almost certain that it was a… Houndoom? Maybe a Luxray or Mightyena? I'm not too sure."

Julley felt a fifty-pound stone lifted off his chest as soon as he heard the news. "R-Really? O-Oh. Well, thanks for letting me know and all."

"No problem, buddy. Everything here is fine and dandy, otherwise. Might I say, the accommodation is really great, too!" chirped Brendan, probably having the time of his life there. On the other hand, Julley sat in his bed, dreading tomorrow's working hours, talking to the Blaziken that was indeed, having the time of his life. "You should've come, Julley!"

"I wish I could've. Although, what kind of husband would I be if I left Julius alone with Cassidy?" replied the Umbreon, getting comfortable in his sitting position. For a quadruped digitigrade mammal like Julley, sitting in a bed is never an easy task.

"...But, don't you do that anyway?"

"..."

Cassidy giggled as she could faintly hear the clever remark from one of their best friends. "He's got a point there, Julley!"

Julley blushed and glanced at the Glaceon, gesturing for her to keep quiet while he remained on the call. "Uhm, well Brendan, I gotta get going and all, since I have work tomorrow. I'll speak to you later, alright?"

"Yeah, no worries bud. Say hi to Cassidy for me."

The line was cut, and Julley was left a flustered fool within his covers. Cassidy could still be heard, chuckling, but not loud enough to wake up Julius. "Well, what was that all about?" Cassidy asked, yawning a little.

Uhh… Do I tell her?

Sure, if you want your child to be grounded for the next year. Plus, this is what you wanted, right?

Yeah, I guess that's , I don't want Anais messing around with her health like that. I'll have a talk with her sometime.

Sounds like a responsible thing to do… Who are you, and what have you done with the real Julley!?

...Can I go now?

Yeah, okay… Sorry, I'm just lonely…

Julley shrugged, striving to brush the Glaceon off as much as possible. "Uhm, it was nothing, really. Brendan just called to tell us that Anais was doing fine and all."

As good as Julley thought his excuse was, Cassidy uplifted her eyebrow. The air smelled of nothing but perfume and intensity. "But you were talking about what some kid looked like?"

"Oh. Brendan was just telling me about some new signing for the Delta's." Julley murmured, moving uncomfortably back and forth in his bed. For some reason, the king-sized mattress felt a lot smaller, even for just Julley alone.

"Really? What's their name?"

THINK OF A NAME!

UM. UM.

"H-H-His name is Lionel Mesprit, y-yah! He's the newest signing for battling at age… 28 or something like that." mumbled Julley, trying to clear his brow of any visible sweat.

Grinning, Cassidy switched the lamp off and snuggled up under the bed covers. "In that case, I look forward to seeing this Lionel Mesprit person in action soon, hmm?"

"Haha, yeah… So do I."

Lola sat on her bed, in her room, still drinking copious amounts of dangerous beverages, hoping to actually feel something from all of this stuff. However, after about an hour of non-stop drinking, the Lopunny still couldn't feel a thing. How was she supposed to crack open a cold one with the boys if she couldn't even get waved by it?

Regardless, Lola was on her own in that dim-lighted dorm, nudged by the nagging sensation of forgetting something, or at least, someone. Although, what is it that she could've forgotten? It picked at the back of her mind to no end, knowing that there was certainly something that she didn't know. Oh well. She may as well get some rest rather than persevering in overworking her memory.

End of story, except not really; A very wet and out of breath Blaziken bounded into the room, carrying an equally soggy and unconscious Sylveon under his arm.

"Geez, Barry! What happened to you two?" yelped Lola, jumping out of her covers to tend to the duo.

Barry set the Anais down on her bed, wrapping her in a towel he found discarded on the beach sand.

"W-Well, my Dad sent me a text telling me to go and get Anais who was dozing off on the beach. But, as soon as I got down there, I found her floating in the sea! She must've been swept by the incoming tides." explained Barry, receiving a flabbergasted expression from Lola as a response. "Exactly! So, I had to swim and bring her back to the shore, perform various resuscitation procedures, and then bring her here."

Lola clasped her paws around her cheeks, before she lunged at Barry to embrace him.

"Oh my Arceus, Barry! You saved her life! How are you… how did you even do all of that!?" cried Lola, nearly crying herself over the safety of her best friend… Oh, and Anais too, I guess.

"I'm not too sure myself. Although, the bigger question would be why she would just decide to do that without supervision. Sorta weird, huh?"

Lola paled a bit, finally remembering what was nudging her brain for so long. "Uhm… y-yeah, I know, right?"

The two parted, looking each other in the eyes. Confidence sparkled in the Lopunny's hazelnut irises, while uncertainty shone in the Blaziken's purple orbs. Neither of them had been in such a relationship before, yet they were just as eager to experience it.

Without much hesitation - more like obligation - Barry began to move closer to the Lopunny's face, closing his eyes as he did so. Lola giddly smiled on the inside and followed suit. Closer, and closer, the two of them moved together, and finally, contact was made. An expression of their love, in the form of a kiss, was performed in seemingly the most heated room in the mansion.

Lola slid her tongue inside of the Blaziken's beak, feeling the smooth keratin interior as Barry worked his own. Meanwhile, a generous paw went to exploring the rest of the Blaziken's body, discovering each muscle on his torso before seeing fit in holding onto Barry's satisfying glutes.

Finally, they separated again. The stand of saliva that bonded the Blaziken and the Lopunny's tongues broke in two.

"Arceus, I love you so much…" whispered Lola, melting into jelly within Barry's capable arms.

"I… I love you too, Lola…" replied Barry, unearthing a new, lovely feeling in his gut as he caringly embraced his lover.

"Ugh… Can you guys keep the love-making to a minimum? I've got a headache…"

Unfortunately, I'm gonna have to end it here. I've had little to no time to work on this, so I apologize for the crappyness of the chapter length. It was a good reign of the Luanastar. However, it comes to an end as Awesome Sawss returns to writing. Don't worry, we'll be working as a team, still. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Now, allow me to get responding to some of your reviews.

Calen-Allen - One could only wish that Barry could have his own say in things! X3

Great success - I'm happy that you feel about the stories that way! Personally, I'd always prefer That Glaceon to That Sylveon, simply because of the nostalgia that came along with it. Although, if you want to know more about Brendan and Sally… Well, you'll have to keep reading! ;D

Ambyssin - If I can be honest, I never see the narrator as the narrator. I see the narrator as some jerk who's telling the story, but that makes writing a whole lot more fun for me. XP But, the question is, is Nester truly the villain here? Find out next time, on That Sylveon!

Misled Eevee - Barry is surprisingly based off a person that I know very personally. :P Although, I do wonder how sheltered Barry must be in order to be so… oblivious. XD

Kalmarin - I don't have any children, you say? Well, you're entitled to think that. ;D Also, I didn't know our writing styles were so obviously different!

Diamondsylveon1 - It's a good thing that I can respond to your reviews; maybe I can help you find the answers you're looking for. Firstly, we can assume that Anais wasn't necessarily 'fondling' - maybe something a little more that. ;P Also, you'd have to talk to Anais herself about that. She enjoys those sort of things. XD

Next, Sawss and I realised that we don't need any more exposition, because that sucks. Thus, we stepped up on the dialogue, and hopefully, we made you a little more engaged with the characters!

Finally… Uhm, would you say that last one is bizarre? XD But otherwise, I'm sure there's nothing that you could've missed that isn't in the story itself, so there's nothing to worry about.

Umbreonguy17 - Thanks for saying that. I don't know how long it'll take to write the next chapter, though. Sorry about that stuff, but it just so happened that Sawss and I had work that seriously conflicted with our writing times.

Cliomct - Don't worry about it. Thanks for showing what you think of the story!

CowTits the Udderly Glorious - Thanks! I'd say the same, too! XD

Vixal - Really? Man, now I don't know what to think! XD

Dankfang15 - We'll soon find out soon enough. ;D Thanks though!

Thunderwolf7226 - Hmm, I guess so. However, what makes it humorous is the fact that you don't have the names!

Crispy Doggo - Thank you! I don't even want this summer to come to an end. XD

So, as the reign of Luanastar comes to a close, don't think for a second that this story's done yet! With that, I'll see you all next chapter!

-Luanastar, and still no Sawss.