"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" Desmond's voice is heard from within his home.
The scene changed to inside of the apartment, where Emma is currently shaking her former body wildly, in obvious anger.
"How could you get me fired from my job with the hour of getting there?!" She yelled, still shaking him.
Desmond, finally managing to shove Emma off of him to stop her from shaking him to death, tried to defend himself. "Hey, your boss as an asshole, he got what he deserved! And I'm slightly surprised that I am not hearing a 'thank you' from you right now."
"For what?!" She yelled, confused as to why she would thank her idiot ex for getting her fired from her job.
"For making you look a complete badass in front of everyone." He replied.
"By beating my boss up?!"
"Hey, he had it coming. You should have heard the comments he was saying. Complete disrespect."
"I don't know if you realize this, but working at grocery store is entirely different than being some self-absorbed TV host!" She said to him, glaring.
That comment brought a thought back to Desmond's mind. "Oh yeah, that reminds me, we need to get you ready for the next show tomorrow."
"No." Emma said, flatly with annoyance.
"No?!"
"The deal was I'd promise I would help you with your job if you'd help me with mine, and you got me fired! As far as I'm concerned, the deal's off!"
Desmond scoffed. "You call what you did out there 'helping'?! I looked like a dunce out there today! From what I see, you broke our 'deal' as much I did!"
"At least I TRIED!" Emma fired back.
"Look, I am NOT losing MY job because you're angry!" He yelled, glaring her.
"Oh, kind of like what you just did with me and my job?!" She yelled back, glaring at him as well.
Suddenly, someone from across from Desmond's house yelled from inside their own home and yelled, "KEEP IT DOWN, SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!"
This caused the two Eeveeloutions to lower their voices and calm down a bit.
Desmond, after a moment, sighed. "Look, Emma, I'm…sorry…for costing you your job…"
This surprised the Emma greatly, considering how Desmond's never apologized to her ever since his sudden change of personality.
"I just thought I was helping. But my job is very important to me, so I'm gonna ask one more time…please, help me…" He said sheepishly, not comfortable with having to apologize to his ex.
Emma, giving it some thought, sighed. "Fine…" This caused the former Umbreon to smile, but it disappeared when he saw Emma put her paw up.
"But, on ONE condition."
...Oh boy… Desmond thought as he was about to regret was he was gonna ask next. "What?"
"You have to help me find a new job." Emma replied.
Desmond blinked.
That was it? He honestly something worse was about to happen. Must have just been worrying for nothing. He nodded. "Sure."
For the rest of the evening, Desmond and Emma helped each other for tomorrow, like they have been for the past week. The only difference from then and now was there just a little less hostility between the two.
Desmond wasn't so strict on Emma when she messed up a line, or when she froze in front of the "audience" of stuffed animals.
And he and Emma later sat down in the kitchen to help find a job she could handle, after 45 minutes of looking through it, Emma found a job opening as an intern at a psychiatrist's office. This is surprised Desmond a little, due to the job requiring talking to different people, which he couldn't see a shy gal like Emma doing. When he asked about if she could handle it, she responded with, "Well, I'M not the one who's going to be interviewed for the job…"
Desmond, upon realizing what his ex was talking about, blinked. "...Oh boy…" But, much to his misfortune, Emma wasn't done yet.
"And…since this is a job interview, you're going to have to dress…'appropriately' for it."
This caused Desmond to blink again, this time confused about what she was getting at.
(The Next Day)
Emma, driving Desmond's car, with Desmond and her in it. The plan was for Emma to drop Desmond off at the psychiatrist office and then she would head over to Pokéntertainment. A lot was riding on these two playing each other's parts perfectly.
Emma then pulled in at the psychiatrist's office in the parking lot. She got out of the car and looked at Desmond.
"Come on Desmond, you look nice."
Desmond, from inside the car, groaned, "I look and feel gay…"
"Desmond, you're in MY body, nobody's going to give you a second look. Now come out here."
A moment later, Desmond got out of the car, revealing an Espeon in a beautiful black dress, and wearing contacts instead of Emma's regular glasses.
Desmond groaned. "I can't believe I'm doing this…"
I just KNEW there would be a catch when I had to help her find a new job… Desmond thought to himself quickly.
"Hey, I lost my job because of you. You owe me this much." Emma retorted to him.
"Okay, again, your boss was a dick. He had it coming."
"Yeah, well thanks to you, I'm jobless. Now suck it up, or else."
"Or else, what?"
"Or else, I cut off your private parts."
This caused Desmond to gasp in horror and look down at his former body's crotch, and then back to its face with a terrified expression. "Emma, you wouldn't DARE?!"
"Try me…" Emma said with narrowed eyes and a serious tone.
Desmond gulped. "O-okay, I-I'll make SURE you get this job, and I won't complain about the dress anymore, just don't c-cut my 'you-know-what's' off, okay?"
Emma smiled. "Good. Now get in there." She said, nudging him towards the door with her Umbreon head.
Desmond then went inside. With that done, Emma then heads back to the car, and started for Pokéntertainment, and hopeful tried not to pass out in front of everyone like yesterday.
Desmond sat quietly in the lounge of the room, waiting patiently for the psychiatrist to call him. There were other Pokémon in the lounge as well, also presumably applying for the job.
Soon, a female Gothitelle wearing glasses opened the door and called out the name, "Emma Luctis?"
'Emma' then looked in the Gothitelle's direction.
"Come right in, dear."
'Emma' then got off 'her' seat and made her way into the other room, with the Gothitelle closing the door behind them. They sat down in the seats.
The 'Espeon' looked around the walls of the room and saw pictures of the Gothitelle around the world, like at Mt. Silver in Jhoto, or Mauville City in Hoenn. There were also several doctrines on the wall as well. On her desk was a plaque that read 'Dr. Shelia Hopkins.'
Dr. Hopkins took notice of 'Emma's' eyes wandering around her office, and smiled. "I see you've taken notice of the contents of my office."
"Have you seriously been to all of these places?" 'Emma' asked.
"Yes indeed, I have 'seriously' been to all these places." Dr. Hopkins said, playfully mimicking 'Emma's' use of the word seriously.
'Emma' picking up on this, smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of 'her' head. "Uh, sorry, I'll uh, try to be more professional…"
Dr. Hopkins chuckled. "No, no. It's perfectly fine. This is a place where you are allowed to express yourself freely, Ms. Luctis."
"Oh…" 'Emma' replied.
Dr. Hopkins then proceeded to pick up a pen and clipboard. "So then, tell me about yourself, Ms. Luctis."
"Uh…myself…?" 'Emma' asked.
In Desmond's mind, he was slowly begin to worry. Crap! I was so focused on getting Emma ready to be like me, I forgot to ask HER daily life!
Dr. Hopkins, noice of 'Emma's' worry, spoke up. "Is something the matter, dear?"
This snapped 'Emma' back into reality. "Huh? …Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine ma'am, don't worry about me."
Okay Desmond, relax. You've dated her for a year. You should know plenty about her. Just treat this whole ordeal like you're back on Pokéntertainment.
And with that, the 'Espeon' then shook 'her' head and smiled confidently.
"Well…I am a pretty smart, graduating the top of my class with straight A's,"
At least, that's what I THINK she told me…
"I may be kind of messy and disorganized,"
Have you SEEN the inside of her apartment?
"But, hey, I'm one of the most confident people you'll ever meet,"
Man, that's the EXACT opposite of the REAL Emma Luctis…
"So you might as well not even bother interviewing anybody else, because I'd say you've already found the right Umb—…um…E-Espeon for the job." 'Emma said, barely catching herself with the name of 'her' species.
This made the Gothitelle raise an eyebrow, but she ignored it, figuring it might have just been nerves, but either way, she DOES like 'Emma's' confidence, though. She jolted some stuff on her clipboard. She then looked back up at 'Emma.'
"Okay, that's all, dear. Thank you for your time. I'll call your personal information if I choose you."
'Emma' nodded and got out of the chair and made 'her' way out of the office. With that over, Desmond dropped his act and sighed. He hopes he passed…otherwise, it's HIS body who suffers...Speaking of his body, he wondered how Emma was doing. He looked at his smartphone, and saw that the show wouldn't start for another 5 minutes.
An imaginary light bulb lite above his head, and he figured he could use the "Pokéntertainment App" on the phone to watch Emma's performance. He pressed the touch screen a few times until an app with "PE" on it showed. He tapped it, and it brought him to their webpage. There was a video screen that says-"The next show will start in 4 minutes."
Come on, Emma don't let me down…
Emma was in Desmond's dressing room, trying to keep her nerves in check. She absolutely did not want to do this, but she made a promise to Desmond. A promise that she intended to keep, no matter how much of a selfish jerk that Umbreon's become.
Altaria poked her head in. "3 minutes 'til show time, Mr. Calidus."
"O…okay." 'Desmond' replied, looking away shyly.
The Altaria then left the room, leaving Emma alone. She took a deep breath. "I can do this, I can do this…" She then made her way to the door…however, when she opened it, she was met with Grace.
"Hey, there handsome." Grace said in her usual flirtatious voice she used when talking to Desmond.
'Desmond' rolled 'his' eyes.
Oh great…HER again… Emma thought to herself, annoyed to have to the girl she wanted to beat the crap out of.
"Oh…Sup, Grace?" Emma said, trying to do her best "Desmond impression."
"You going to do your show?" She asked him, still using her flirty tone.
"Um…Yeah." 'Desmond' said, with slight nervousness in her voice. This went unnoticed by Grace though.
"You feeling okay today? Your staff and crew said you past out just as the show started yesterday."
"Oh…uh, yeah, sorry, I was just a little sick…"
Grace smirked. "Well, that a relief." She said, leaning her head close to head to 'Desmond's. "How 'bout a little kiss before you go?" She said closing her eyes and puckering her lips.
'Desmond's' eyes widen and 'he' jumped back. "NO!"
This caused the Delcatty to open her eyes to see 'Desmond' standing away from her. She frowned. "NO? What do you mean, 'NO?' " She asked, with venom in her voice.
'Desmond' darted his eyes, looking for an excuse. "No, because…um…I-I wouldn't want you to possibly catch the same I had…" 'He' said.
This caused Grace to relax, at least for the most part. She almost thought she was being denied what she wanted. "Oh…" She smirked. "Well, thank you for being so considerate, cutie." She said, going back to her flirtatious tone.
"Your, uh, welcome…Well, I better get going, don't wanna be late for the show." 'He' said, walking away quickly. As he did so, though, Grace narrowed her eyes at 'him.'
I'm better keep a closer eye on him…I have feeling Emma Luctis is involved in all of this…
Emma continued down the hallway, relieved to be away from Grace. However, her relief was cut short when she got to the stage. She really, REALLY wanted to run, but, she made a promise. She sighed.
I can do this, I can do this… She built up her nerve and slow made her way onto the set.
The cameras were pointed at 'Desmond' with the Hariyama from yesterday stood behind them. "And we're live in 3…2…1, action!"
The camera's started rolling, and they pointed at 'Desmond,' waiting for his intro.
On stage, Emma was having a mental panic attack, but she kept a look of fake confidence and a smile on her face.
Come on, Emma, it's no late to back out now. Just SAY IT!
"Hello everyone," 'Desmond' started, managing to sound JUST like the really Desmond, "welcome back to Pokéntertainment. I'm your awesome host, Desmond Calidus."
The crowd cheered.
'Desmond,' despite feeling sick to 'his' stomach, kept 'his' smile and went onto the next line 'he' rehearsed. "Today, we've got another variety of funny and hilarious stuff for you your entertainment today. Biff?"
'Desmond' said, calling out the name of someone. To whom the name belonged to, 'he' had no idea.
The cameras then switched to the view of a Swalot, who was outside. "Thanks Desmond." BIff said.
"Now, today, we'll be…"
(An hour later)
It has been a full hour since the show began. Emma was still a nervous wreck, but to much of her surprise, she didn't have much to say, just some crude remarks about the people on the clips that were showed, but besides that, not that much. Soon, the last segment of the show ended, and it was time for 'Desmond Calidus' to wrap up the show.
"W-Well folks, that's all for today, see you next time, here on Pokéntertainment!" "Desmond said, signing the show off. The cameras then turned off.
Hariyama then called out to everybody, shouting, "Well everyone, that's, a wrap! See everyone here, tomorrow!"
'Desmond' relieved that the show was finally over with, went back to 'his' dressing room, and plopped down on the couch, an obvious nervous wreck.
Oh thank Arceus…It's finally over… Emma thought to herself, in relieve.
Once she was relaxed, and her nerves were calmed down, a new emotion washed over her. One she's never really felt before…confidence.
…Hey…that…was actually kind of…EXCITING.
With that thought done, Emma smiled to herself.