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Chapter 6: Something Stinks

Jennifer's home was at an apartment building next to a two story house. She lived upstairs in the room closest to the two story house. It had a kitchen, a bedroom, a living room, and a bathroom with a tub. She lived there alone due to the fact that her dad was away on some sort of business trip. He was worried about leaving Jennifer alone, but she assured him that she would be fine. He still sent mail to pay for rent and food, though.

"Here's my home, try to familiarize yourself with this place." There was no need for that, seeing as Jonathan had visited here sometimes. Though from the open bedroom door he could see a new computer she had been talking about. He was about to see if he could find anything else he hadn't seen before when Jennifer began to sniff the air. "(Sniff sniff) what's that smell?" she picked up Jonathan and gave him a sniff, "Ugh, did you run into a Stunky?" a Skuntank, actually, much worse. "I'm gonna have to give you a bath!"

Jonathan's face turned beet red. He struggled as best as he could, but he couldn't get out of her grip. It's not that he didn't want a bath, its that he didn't want to be given one by the one he had considered his best friend for the past ten year.

Deciding to take a sneaky was out he said, "All right, I give up." Though Jennifer couldn't understand him, she picked up the defeated tone.

"Good to see we're on the same page here." Jonathan felt her grip loosen. As they passed a bookshelf he reached out and escaped her hold. He climbed to the top of the shelf just out of her reach. "Hey, get back here!"

"You'll have to catch me if you wanna give me a bath, Jenny!" Both he and Jennifer enjoyed climbing as kids, and they were very good at it. Jonathan thought that Jennifer would be civil enough to not climb indoors. He also thought a Houndoom couldn't attack him up a tree.

As Jennifer was climbing up the shelf, Jonathan, in an effort to escape, jumped and caught hold of the ceiling fan. Meanwhile, outside on the street, a kid lit up a little firework he got without anyone knowing. It launched straight through Jennifer's open window and it hit the switch that turned on the ceiling fan. It spun faster and faster until Jonathan couldn't hold on any longer and was flung into the bathroom and into the bathtub. Need I remind you that Jennifer hasn't filled it with water yet?

As he was rubbing his throbbing head, his horns were filled with that feeling again. "Oh my god! Are you all right?!" Jennifer entered the bathroom and picked him up like a mother would a baby.

"All except for the headache," he muttered.

"I don't know what I would have done if you had been killed!" Apparently sob 'till your eyes were puffy and your hair was a mess, thought Jonathan. "Don't worry, I'll make that boo-boo feel better," Boo-boo? Oh, right. I'm a baby.

After Jennifer made sure that Jonathan was all right she turned on the water which Jonathan had hoped she had forgotten. With escape now impossible, Jonathan decided to raise the white flag (metaphorically speaking). As Jennifer was bathing him, she decided to start a conversation. "I see you've gotten over that accident of yours," she pointed out, "You really are nonchalant."

"Yes, considering I'm not freaking out as much as I was a few minutes ago."

"I mean, really, other babies would be bawling their eyes out after that."

"Please don't call me a baby."

"You don't have the best of luck, do you?"

"(Insert comment that points out obvious here)."

"You kinda remind me of Jonny."

Jonathan spat out the rubber ducky (think 'cute'). Jonathan waved his arms trying to get her attention. When she looked at him he began pointing at himself. "Yes, you do remind me of Jonny." Jonathan sighed. While every one else called them Jonathan and Jennifer they called each other Jonny and Jenny. No one else really called them that. Not even the third person narrator (except for chapter two in case anyone watched too much anime). Oh well, back to bath.

Once the Skuntank smell was gone, Jennifer picked him outta the tub. "C'mon, it's time to sleep now!"

"WHAT?! It's still…!" Jonathan looked at the clock. Apparently some almighty force had changed the time to 10:00 p.m. "…never mind."

Jennifer laid him on the bed a good distance from where she was. "Goodnight, little one," Meh, maybe being a pokemon isn't going to be so bad, "A little girl like you should get her sleep." Scratch that.

Jonathan jumped up on the bed and ferociously shook his head. "Nonononono! I'm a guy! How can you think I'm a-" he remembered the image in the lake and Fang's comments, "Oh, that's why. But still, I'm a guy!"

Jennifer got the message and Jonathan got a sensation of embarrassment in his horns. "Oh, I'm sorry! I just kinda assumed that you where a…" Jonathan just shrugged and laid back down. He really was nonchalant.

As soon as Jennifer went to sleep, he pulled the relic out of his hair (all pokemon had a place to store hold items). The cat didn't look familiar, and it technically was a gift for Jennifer, so he didn't know what to do with it. He decided to think about that later and go to sleep.

Then an arm hit him on the head. He recalled Jennifer moved a lot when she slept. It was going to be a long night.

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As they were sleeping, a pair of glowing eyes looked upon them from the house next door. From behind the eyes a little fire could be seen swinging back and forth. It then decided that the next day it would introduce itself to the Ralts.

The glowing eyes then closed, but the fire remained.