It has been a full year since that Valentine's Day. A full year since Desmond and Emma had started dating. Both of them were 19 years old now.
Desmond was in a dressing room, getting ready for his weekly hosting job of Pokéntertainment. He was sitting in his seat, looking at his reflection in the mirror, smirking.
It was a show that talked about the news, gossip, and it showed funny videos and clips of people doing funny and humiliating stuff.
Fur. Perfect. Teeth?
He opened his mouth to show white, shining teeth. Terrific.
Suddenly, an Altaria poked her head into the dressing room. "7 minutes 'till show time, Mr. Calidus." She said.
The Umbreon flickered the yellow lights circles on body, to show he understood. He would have gave a thumbs up…but he had none to do so. Desmond then leapt out of his seat, and walked out of his dressing room, and starting walking with some swagger in the his movement. Many of the crew, who saw him, either greeted him, or smiled.
"Hey Desmond." A Machoke greeted.
"Desmond, what's up?" A Breloom said, fist bumping the Umbreon.
Soon, Desmond was approaching the set where he always hosted the show. Usually, he was getting here 30 seconds before the show began, so getting here with 3 minutes to spare was pretty amazing to him…or it WOULD have been amazing, if a certain fluffy purple tail hadn't grabbed from behind him and spun him around. It was a female Delcatty, who was giving him a seductive smile. "Hey there, you…"
Desmond smirked. "Well, well, well, Grace Adelson, fancy seeing your face here…"
Grace leaned her face close to Desmond's. "Where you off to?"
"My show. Might be surprised, but I'm actually early today."
"Well then…that is good news, because now you can spend those extra minutes with me." Grace said, flirtatiously.
Desmond continued to smirk, realizing what she was getting at. "Don't mind if I do." He then captured the Delcatty's lips with his own and the two began to make out.
Emma didn't know this, but recently Desmond has been cheating on her with the Almia famous actress, Grace Adelson.
You see, recently, for the past couple of months, Emma and Desmond's relationship has started to become rocky, and the two have become short with each other. He and Emma have been in constant argument with each other every time they go on a date. It has to be her, right? He doesn't remember doing anything to make her mad. She just blows up on him for no reason.
So, for now, this was just his little secret.
Desmond and Grace continued to make out until a Wobbuffet wearing a headset popped his head out of a corner. "45 seconds, Mr. Calidus."
Desmond broke the kiss and pulled away. "That's my que."
Grace used her tail to tickle him under his chin and proceeded to walk away.
"See you later, handsome."
Desmond then made his way to the stage, where cameras began pointing at his position.
A Hariyama behind the cameramen then started saying, "3, 2, 1, and…" He pointed at Desmond, and the show began
Desmond looked at the cameras and smiled. "Hello everybody, welcome back to Pokéntertainment. I'm your awesome host, Desmond Calidus."
Emma was at the local store, working as the bag girl at the checkout. She wore her regular attire, and a red cap with the store's logo on it. You would think it would be a normal job for Pokémon her age, but for Emma, it was the worse. She was always getting yelled at by either the shopper or the cashier because they think she's going to slow, or because they thought she broke something.
She gets so aggravated sometimes, she just wanted to scream and punch someone. But every time she looked at someone, shed also become so timid or shy. And her relationship with Desmond didn't make her life any easier.
Desmond, when they started dating, was the sweetest guy Emma has ever met. Giving her compliments, making her feel happy, being a nice guy in general. But for a couple of months now, Desmond has changed. He's become so arrogant, rude, and self-centered.
Every time they're together now, Desmond always do something to make her angry or upset, and it usually ends in an argument. Emma seriously thinks that damn show Desmond's hosting is what's causing his new bad attitude of his.
While she was thinking about it, the cashier, a Chesnaught, yelled at her. "Hey, Luctic you gonna bag stuff, or stare off into space?!"
Emma flinched at the volume, and then noticed how there were groceries piling up in front of her.
"S-Sorry sir, it won't happen again!" She then began to quickly put the groceries in the bag, while the Chesnaught rolled his eyes.
(5 Hours Later)
The two Eeveeutions were just now getting off of their respective work places.
Emma hurried back to her place, which was an apartment complex. She looked around her handbag for her purse, which held her entry card to get in. She was having a rather difficult and hard time because of the condition of the bag was very messy. She was continuing to rummage through her bag, until she heard the door open, to see her neighbor, a Granbull, had opened the door for her.
"…Thanks." Emma said, sheepishly smiling. She then rushed up to the 5th floor of the apartment building, and went into her room. When she got in, she greeted by her room, that was in the same condition as her handbag. Messy.
There were pillows and blankets near the couch that were on the floor, an overflowing trash can, used glassware and silverware out, and clothes laying out all over the floor near the foot of her bed.
She couldn't really worry about clean up right now. She had less than an hour to freshen up before Desmond got here. You see, Desmond was planning to take her to a Valentine's Day yacht party that was being held tonight. She didn't really want to go, due to not being very comfortable around large groups of people, but she did this for Desmond. She could never say no to him, even when he's been in acting like a total jerk recently.
Speaking of Desmond, he was at in his dressing room, still in the studio, just about to leave the studio when he spotted something on the dresser. A bouquet of roses that he got earlier today, sent to him by some of his fans. A lightbulb lit in his head, and he took the bouquet.
Back with Emma in her apartment, she was wearing a fresh set of clothing and was waiting impatiently for Desmond. He was late, as usual. Just like he has been for the past three months now.
She heard a knock at the door, and walked over to it. Before she opened the door, she took a deep breath.
Don't start an argument with him. Don't start an argument with him.
She repeated to herself in her head, and she opened the door, and smiled with surprise to see Desmond, smirking, and holding out a bouquet of roses for her with his left paw.
"Hello, beautiful." Desmond said, in a flirty, yet arrogant tone that's gotten on Emma's nerves for some time now. She ignored the feeling and walked over to him and they kissed. When they separated, Emma looked at him, expecting him to say something. Something rather meaningful about their relationship.
"Have you got something to say to me?"
This left the Umbreon confused, but still smirks. "Like…what?"
Emma deadpans, trying to hide her aggravation with her boyfriend. "Happy Anniversary to you too."
Oh right. The anniversary. Desmond thought as it clicked in his mind. He smirked and tried to coolly play it off.
"Just kidding, babe. Happy Anniversary to you too." He then kissed Emma's check, which relieved her of her stress. She then smiled and took the bouquet from him.
"Let me put these in some water quickly, okay?" She then used Psychic to levitate the flowers and started walking to the kitchen, but before she did, turned around and smiled at Desmond.
"These really are beautiful." She walked into the kitchen.
Desmond inaudibly let out a sigh of relieve.
Thank you, every florist in Almia…
Meanwhile, Emma was using Psychic to levitate a vase over to her, and she then sat it on the table. She looked at the flowers again, but this time noticed a little card inside it. She grabbed it with her paw and opened it, expecting Desmond to write her something sweet, but instead, found different words and handwriting instead that read-
To: Desmond Calidus
From: Your adoring female fans.
This caused Emma to glare, realizing Desmond hadn't even bought these flowers himself.
Self-center, egotistical, little… Before she could finish her thoughts, she heard Desmond call out from the other room.
"Babe, you okay? The yacht leave in 25 minutes."
Emma, deciding not to say anything, just threw away the roses in her overflowing trash can, and stormed out of the kitchen, glaring and walked past Desmond, saying, "I'm fine. Let's just go…" With obvious venom in her voice.
Desmond just looked at her, confused. What's her problem, NOW?
(At the yacht party, roughly 25 minutes later)
Emma and Desmond had just gotten onto the yacht, which was at the port, near the edge of Pueltown.
The yacht was filled with hundreds of more Pokémon, all looking like they were having a good time.
Emma looked at the crowd, feeling really shy and scared. She was having second thought of being here, and she tried to look at Desmond to tell him, but, to her surprise, he was gone.
She looked forward to see Desmond joining the crowd, laughing, and greeting other Pokémon, and calling them their names.
She wondered how he knew these people, but realization dawned on her. Half of these are people from his Pokéntertainment crew.
Great, the last thing I wanted tonight was to deal with Desmond talking about that damned show, AGAIN. How did I not expect this?
She watched as Desmond talked to multiple people, laughing…and then she noticed a Delcatty, nearby. This caused Emma to growl.
Grace Adelson...
Emma and Grace has this bitter, hateful resentment for each other.
Grace hates Emma as she was jealous of her dating Desmond, and she felt Desmond deserved someone better than some nerdy looking, shy, know-it-all Espeon girl.
Emma hates Grace because she always flirting with Desmond, and she'd even do it in front of her. She could usual handle that, but what she couldn't handle, was how Desmond let her. And how he flirts even back with her lots of times. It just infuriated her.
Grace, by this point, had walked over to Desmond, and the two began a conversation. Emma couldn't make out what they were talking about, but she could see Desmond was clearly enjoying talking to Grace.
Desmond soon noticed Emma, glaring, and he just raised his eyebrow to ask "What?"
Emma rolled her eyes, frustrated with this situation (and with Desmond in general), decided to get a drink, and she marched off to go find something.
Desmond watched as Emma walked away, not sure what's going on with her NOW. Before he could ponder more, Grace whispered in his ear, with a seductive tone in her voice."
"So, how come you haven't kissed me yet, handsome?"
Desmond chuckled, a bit nervously though. "Well, Grace, I'd love to, but my girlfriend's here…"
Grace playfully roller eyes, and leaned closer to Desmond. "Come on, just for a couple of minutes? We'll go to the downstairs bedrooms. She'll never have to know…"
Desmond, finally giving in to the temptation, smirked. "Well…I guess I can't argue with that kind of logic…"
Grace smirked as well and said, "You meet me down there. I'll just be a minute."
"Whatever you say, ma'am." He then walked off towards the lower decks.
What he didn't know was Grace was now giving a Sawk some instructions.
"Now, see that Espeon over there?" Grace pointed out Emma, who was over a table, getting a drink, to Sawk.
"Uh-huh." The Sawk nodded.
"Good. Now when she comes back over here, tell her that Desmond wants her to meet him in the lower decks."
"Gotcha."
And with that, Grace walked away to the lower part of the deck to initiate her plan to make Desmond all hers…
Emma, by now, had some punch in her hand, and was walking back to where she was before, and noticed something was wrong…Desmond was missing.
Great, now where did he run off to…? Suddenly, Emma felt someone tap her shoulder, and she turned around to see a Sawk.
"Hey, excuse me, are you Emma Luctis?"
"Um…y-yeah…?" She responded back, shyly.
"Desmond told me to tell you that he wants to you to meet him in the lower parts of the decks."
"…Oh. T-thanks for the information." She thanked the Sawk before slinking to go find Desmond. She walked down the staircase, and entered the lower part of the yacht, which were lined up with doors that led to individual bedrooms. She looked around, but saw no sign of the Umbreon.
"Desmond…?" No response. She started to wonder if she heard the Sawk's directions right, but then she heard giggling and moaning coming from the door to her left.
Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, noticing there was something going on in there… She slowly creep near the door, and lightly pushed it open a crack with her paw…and her eyes widen in complete and utter shock…as she saw Desmond, pinning Grace to the way, making out with her.
She watched for a moment, emotionless. But after another moment, all kind of emotions started swelling in her. The top three? Anger, betrayal, and heartbroken.
She opened the door and cleared her throat.
Desmond and Grace stopped kissing, and looked to see the glaring Espeon (who had tears in her eyes), who caught the two in the act. She then stormed off as fast as her legs could carry her.
Desmond then muttered, "Oh shit. Emma? Emma?!" The Umbreon then gave chase to the Espeon.
Grace, who just stood there, smirked, glad to see that her plan worked out perfectly.
Meanwhile, Emma was pushing through the crowd, with Desmond hot on her trail, trying to get her to stop. Once the two were out of the crowd, and to the side of the ship, which was also empty, Desmond grabbed her shoulder and stopped her…only to get whacked in the face by Emma's Iron Tail and stagger back.
Emma then turned around and faced, still as furious as hell. She also still had tears in her eyes. "Don't you touch me, you arrogant, cheating son of a bitch!"
"Babe, can we please not do this in front of 200 Pokémon…?"
"No, screw you, Desmond! I have absolutely HAD IT with you and your pompous attitude!"
This caused the Umbreon to roll his eyes, finally getting fed up with Emma as well.
"Oh, oh, here we go again with this crap! You know, maybe it's possible, it might be YOU with a problem, and not ME!"
"How could you cheating on me with that slut, Grace Adelson, be MY FAULT?!"
"Maybe if you were nicer and more supportive to me being at Pokéntertainment, then I would feel I wouldn't need a secret relationship with Grace to feel better!" Desmond fired back.
Unbeknownst to the feuding Eeveeloutions a small group of people had starting awkwardly observing the argument.
"You know what, Desmond?! I am DONE with you and this new disgusting personality of yours!"
"Fine by me! I can't handle you and YOUR personality anymore either!" Desmond, shot her rant right back at her. "I kind of wish to you were me, so you could realize how stupid you look right now."
"Oh, you wish you were ME? I wish I was YOU, just so I could show you what an ASS you've become ever since you become so consumed with that retarded show!"
Desmond just rolled his eyes.
Emma just glared and stared at him "What's…changed you? Why are you suddenly this, arrogant, self-centered jackass?
"What happened to the sweet, kind and loving Umbreon that I…" Emma started before catching herself and purses her lips and looks down sadly.
" 'That you', what?"
"…Never mind…Goodbye, Desmond." Emma then proceeded to walk away, leaving Desmond behind.
Desmond, however just rolled his eyes. "Fine. Who needs her anyways?"
On the docks, Emma was running off the ship, with tears pouring down her cheeks, heartbroken.
She looked back, to see Desmond. He was at the railing, but he wasn't looking at her. He was being comforted by Grace Adelson.
Emma just hung her head and trotted home.