At first, I took the prompt quite literally and had it taking place in Hell. And it was going to be one of my first attempts at a full on PokemonxPokemon pairing (HoundoomxNinetales). But I decided against it, and wrote Ikarishipping instead. Yes, Ikarishipping, the one Pokemon ship I usually can't stand. It's AU, taking place in the distant unlikely future, in which Paul and Dawn are actually…married.
And a big thank you to my reviewers last chapter!
Prompt: Hell
Pairing: Ikarishipping (Paul x Dawn)
Warnings: A bit o' language, but nothing bad.
Hell
The following defines Paul Samuels' idea of hell:
Meeting Dawn Berlitz
Going on a date…or two…or more…with Dawn Berlitz
Falling in love with Dawn Berlitz
Marrying none other then…Dawn Berlitz
Paul had already accomplished the above four items, but that was only the start of it. He had finally reached the bowels of hell, the final level to which he was condemned…
Getting Dawn Berlitz pregnant.
After suffering though her morning sickness, mood swings, and odd cravings nearly everyday, Paul often found himself asking, "How did I get dragged into this?"
And then he remembered – it all started when Dawn had to start flirting with him when he was most susceptible. And before he knew it, he was pulled into a life of drama, craziness, and Dawn.
Currently, Paul was sitting on the couch with said woman in their suburban home. Dawn was flipping through a baby magazine, occasionally stopping to feel the kicking in her stomach.
"So… What color do you think we should paint the baby's room? I was thinking a pale yellow, for gender neutrality, you know?"
Paul looked away from the magazine, nose turned up in disgust. "How is pale yellow gender neutral? Seems more like a girly color if you ask me…"
Dawn tried her best to whip around and face him, and despite the great effort that it took, rage was still reflected in her azure eyes. "How dare you criticize my ideas?!" she screeched. "And 'too girly'? This is coming from a man who loves purple for God's sake!" She turned away from him, crossing his arms and huffing. Paul simply rolled his eyes… He was used to random bouts of rage like this.
Suddenly, Dawn's body began to tremble and Paul nearly panicked, believing it to be another strange side-effect of the pregnancy. Upon further inspection, he realized Dawn was…crying? Paul groaned inwardly.
"All…I wanted…was for you to respect me," she said between the tears and sniffles. "For us…to come to an agreement…about something. This isn't just my baby, you know?!"
"Fine, fine," Paul consented. He had finally learned after all those months that it was futile to argue with a pregnant woman. And even moreso a pregnant Dawn. "We'll paint the walls pale yellow…"
"I knew you would see it my way eventually." Dawn smirked triumphantly. "Now be a dear and get me some coffee ice cream. With strawberry topping. And pickles. And maybe even some of that leftover calamari in the fridge."
Paul wrinkled his nose. "Jesus woman, are you even aware of what you're putting inside your stomach?!"
"…Are you calling me fat? …Because I'm eating for two if you weren't aware!"
Shaking his head and standing up, her husband drudgingly made his way into the kitchen. No matter how many times he told himself not to argue with her, Paul couldn't seem to resist. Opening up the freezer, he asked himself once more why he was putting up with this. And then once more Paul remembered that for some crazy reason, he was in love with the hormonally imbalanced woman in the next room over.
After piling the ingredients into a bowl, Paul walked back into the living room, grudgingly handing his wife the…concoction. It couldn't even be called food, really… Dawn scrutinized the bowl carefully, before looking up at Paul, an unreadable expression on her face.
"…You forgot the pickles."
Her husband buried his face in his hands. "You know Dawn, living with you is absolute hell."
The blue haired woman only smiled, leaning up to give Paul a kiss on the nose. "I love you too. …Now get me some goddamned pickles!"
xD I'm sorry I couldn't resist making this one ridiculous. But I had so much fun writing it...
So reviews, please? /puppy dog eyes/