Chapter 5: Life as Another
Emma and Desmond spent the entire week together, trying to teach other about how to live as one another…which was proving to be a pretty difficult task.
Desmond tried to show Emma how to put on his clothes properly…which was going fine, until Emma tried to zip up the pant, and got caught on an particular area made both of them cringe. Emma's was from pain, Desmond's was from sympathy.
He also had to teach Emma everything about exactly what to say and do on Pokéntertainment, if she had any hope of keeping his career afloat.
Next, Emma had to teach Desmond how to wear her heeled shoes…and he was tripping in them constantly. He even fell down the stairs because of them.
The entire week was a complete and utter hell for the two Eeveeloutions, especially because they had to spend it with each other.
Finally, the day of Pokéntertainment's first day of live shows came, and Desmond was prepping Emma one more time in his dresser room.
"Okay. Now say it one more time."
Emma groaned in annoyance, with Desmond's voice. "I've said it 50 times already…"
"Hey, If you want everyone to believe you're me, you gotta act and sound just like me. Now one more time…"
Emma sighed before she put on a confident and cool smile. "Hello everybody, welcome back to Pokéntertainment. I'm your awesome host, Desmond Calidus." She then gave her ex-boyfriend a deadpanned look. "Are we done?"
Desmond, finally satisfied with the performance, responded with, "Yes. Just make sure you don't mess it up."
Emma rolled her eyes in response. "I think I can handle it."
"Good." At that moment, an Altaria stuck her head in from the door.
"Five minutes Mr. Calidus." She then left.
Desmond then looked at Emma. "Okay…Now go show the viewing world what you/I are made of." He said to her confidently as he gave her a slight push to the door.
Emma nodded and walked out of the dressing room and started walking down the hallway to the set, while muttering, "I can do this, I can do this," to herself repeatedly.
Suddenly, he was pulled to a stop by someone grabbing her Umbreon shoulder, and pushing her against the wall, pinning her against it. She looked to see Grace there, making a seductive smile.
"Hey there, you." Grace said in a flirting tone.
It took everything in Emma's power not to glare at her, but she managed. "Oh…hey Grace." She said, trying to sound as much like Desmond as possible. "Hey, listen, I got to go host the show right now."
Grace pulled her head close to "Desmond's", still making that seductive smile. "How about a little kiss before you do that?" She closed her eyes and staring leaning forward.
Emma, with eyes widen eyes, filled with panic and disturbance, managed to break free of her grasp, duck, and started speed walking away.
"SorryGracegottago!" She said quickly, speed walking away from the Delcatty, who had a puzzled look on her face.
Avoiding that catastrophe, Emma kept on walking until she got to the set and walked on.
However, upon reaching looking at her surroundings, she saw a studio audience and many cameras looking at her, causing her eyes to widen and her new Umbreon ears to droop.
A Hariyama behind the cameras then called out, "And we're live in 3…2…1!"
At that moment, the audience then cheered and the cameras started to film. They waited eagerly for the famous Umbreon's introduction for himself and the show, however, at the moment "he" looked like he was having a panic attack.
Emma sweated like crazy in the Umbreon body, and froze up. "Uh...um…" She looked at the Hariyama, who was making hand gestures, telling her to speak. "Uh…h…hello…every…every…" She stammered to get her words out, being very nervous. She then started to feel very lightheaded under the pressure of all the eyes and cameras watching her, and she passes out and faint onto the floor, causing the audience to gasp in surprise.
(Later…)
Emma was now back in the dressing room, still passed out, but now laying on the couch. She was woken by cold water pouring on her face. She gasped and shot her head up to see an angered Desmond, still in her body, standing there with an empty bottle of water.
"'I think I can handle it', huh?" He retorted to her harshly, as pressed a button on TV to show the image of the Umbreon passing out. "I look like I had a stroke!"
"I'm sorry, I thought I could handle it!" She yelled back to him, trying to defend herself.
"You're SO lucky I manage to pass it off as you getting sick…" He shook his head, frustrated. "Okay, starting right now, we are going to be practicing your acting as me until you got it down." He said.
Emma looked at him, dismayed. "But we've been doing exactly THAT all week!"
"And we'll have to continue doing until you've got it down!" He retorted. "There's another show tomorrow, and I can't afford to look like a moron again!"
Emma sighed, knowing this was just going to turn into another monumental argument between the two, and let him have his way. "Fine. But not right now."
This confused the Umbreon, trapped in an Espeon's body. "Why not?"
Emma glared at him. "Remember? I said I promise I'd help keep your career afloat as long as you do the same for me at my job."
"…Right." He responded. "So…what do you do again?"
This caused Emma to give an annoyed deadpanned look at him.
Desmond, now at the grocery store, stood at the end of the checkout, wearing the grocery store's cap with its logo on it.
Grocery store bagger…of course. He thought to himself as the stood there, displeased. He looked around the story, to which was pretty much empty right now. He then saw a Diggersby coming out of an office, wearing khaki pants, a white button-down shirt, and a red tie.
Desmond smirked, and said, "Nice tie, dipstick." in a mocking tone.
Unbeknownst to Desmond, the Diggersby who he just made the snide comment to was Emma's boss, Mr. Augustin.
And when he heard what "Emma' said, he looked at the 'Espeon' and glared.
"Ms. Luctis, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you just insulted the manager… aka, your boss…" He growled at her, intimidatingly, walking up to 'her.'
Desmond, not intimidated, but now realizing who this man is, decided to clean up his mistake.
"Oh, uh…Sorry sir, my bad." 'Emma' said, smiling sheepishly.
Augustin sighed, aggravated. "Luctis, you think you'd know to keep your loser mouth up." He said to her.
This comment surprised Desmond. "Excuse me?"
"I mean, Arceus, you're one of my worst employees, nobody even likes you here, and you're so terrible at your job, people have to yell at you to make you do anything right, so you'd think you'd learn to keep to bitch mouth of yours shut." The Diggersby replied viciously.
Desmond glared, angered by these cruel comments decided to teach this douche a lesson, even IF they were not really meant for him. He raised the Espeon tail and used Iron Tail…and then smacked Augustin across the face.
"OW! WOAH!" The Diggersby said, gripping face in pain, but as he did that, 'Emma' tackled him to the ground and started punching him in the face multiple times.
Other employees so caught wind of this fight, and they crowded around the two Pokémon. They all got a grip on 'Emma' and after a few minutes of struggling, they'd finally managed to get 'her' off of him.
"Ugh…" Augustin moaned, as he laid on the floor, his face covered in blood, bruises, and some of his teeth were missing. Once he finally regained composure, he looked at the 'Espeon' and glared at her. "Luctis, your fired!" He said, as he held his face in pain and staggered off to the bathroom to clean up, leaving a troubled Desmond behind.
…Emma's gonna kill me…