Stupidest story yet. Oh well, it was something different. I'm used to writing romance-y, slutty stories. But, just to write something silly and humorous and not full of two guys making out, it feels... surprisingly good.
Hope you guys like it~
DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Pokemon. I do own Keydon. He's in my basement.
Keydon: LEMME OUT.
SHUT UP. *BEATS ON DOOR*
May jumped off the bed, running to her brother and slapping her hand over his mouth. May glared at her brother, not bothering to cover her boobs.
"Don't say anything." May said slowly. Max stopped his mumbling for help, looking at his sister. He licked her palm, making her snatch her hand back and wipe the saliva off on her jeans.
"Why shouldn't I? You know you're not allowed to see him!"
"Yeah, I know that. I heard him correctly, Max." May snapped.
The room was silent, slowly filling to the brim with awkwardness. Max pushed his glasses up with his index finger, a smirk curling on his lips.
"I won't tell Keydon." He spoke up. May's eyes lit up, taking in a breath of relief. Max put up an index finger, shaking his head. "On one condition."
"I'll do anything. I don't want him to know." May pleaded. She loved Drew too much to lose him.
Max chuckled darkly, folding his arms over his chest. "You have to do exactly what I say. If I'm hungry, you make me a sandwich. If I'm tired, do my homework, and anything else I can think of."
May blinked, laughing dryly. "Excuse me? That's so childish." She snorted. She glanced at Max, worry still filling her eyes.
"Then I don't think Keydon's gonna be too happy to see you in your bra and your boyfriend shirtless…" Max smirked.
May sighed, folding her arms. She reached for her shirt on the bed, slipping into it and looking at her younger brother, that cocky smirk still on his face.
"…Fine. I'll do it. Just don't tell Keydon." Max's face lit up.
"Okay. You have thirty seconds to get lover boy out of here."
May's face fell, groaning. Max looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "Are you sure you wanna have an attitude right now? Keydon's right downstairs. Yanno, I can wake him if you want…"
May didn't need to be told twice. She grabbed Drew's wrist, his shirt balled up in her fist, and ran down the stairs. She swung open the door, kissing Drew's cheek quickly.
"I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" She said, pushing the balled up shirt towards him and shutting the door. She leaned against it, sighing.
Max walked down the stairs, nodding his head and looking up from his watch. "You had two seconds to spare. I'm impressed, May."
"Shut up."
A week went by. May still didn't want to tell Keydon the truth, so she continued as Max's slave. She made him dinner everyday, caught and trained the majority of his Pokémon, did his homework, small, childish things.
One Tuesday night at dinner, May had cooked up some Corphish, even though she had no idea how. Max made her do it.
She placed the platter on the table, unveiling a bright red Corphish, steaming and sweating. Melted butter in small cups sat next to it, making the room smell of cooked meat and margarine. May panted, since she had a time limit to cook it. Tonight, Max gave her two hours to make it, and she just made the time limit.
Max grinned, reaching for a Corphish claw and cracking it open, dipping the creamy meat into the swirly, yellow butter, chomping into the meat hungrily. He let out an 'mm' of satisfaction. May sighed, sitting down on the opposite side of Keydon. Keydon raised an eyebrow, taking the second claw.
"May, what's with your culinary addiction lately? You've cooked us dinner for a week—which you never do." Keydon asked, sipping his glass of water.
May shrugged, taking the tale and setting it on her plate. "I dunno, just something to do differently instead of take out and pizza every night." She laughed nervously, biting down on a roll to stop her babbling.
Max looked at her, their eyes meeting. She looked away, too exhausted to even glare.
"This is really good, May." Keydon said after a few minutes of silence. He licked his fingers, then spooned out more Corphish meat.
"Yeah, I agree." Max said, smirking at his sister. May sighed, taking small bites of the Pokémon.
She couldn't understand why she was such a coward. May was sick and tired of doing everything her nine-year-old brother said, but she didn't want Keydon to know. Until Max let up, she'd keep it a secret.
Another week goes by. Max is working his sister to the bone. She can barely concentrate on schoolwork, and she hasn't fought a battle in God knows how long. May would just come straight home and begin her chores of pleasing her brother, and go to bed late from doing his homework. For a nine-year-old, he got a lot of homework.
On the last night of her sentence, she was sitting in her room on her computer. She was checking Pokémon stats, and contests coming up around her area. Being the coordinator she is, contests were always on her mind. Whenever May would finish a contest, she would immediately hunt for more, the thirst for competing just so unquenchable.
Max pushed the door open, interrupting her concentration.
"Yes, Max?" She hissed, ticked off at his interruption. Her brother walked in and sat on the edge of her bed, swinging his feet.
"I need a favor." He asked. May sighed, shutting her laptop closed and looking at Max.
"It's not like I can say no." She mumbled, crossing her arms. Max looked up at her, a smirk on his face.
"Let me have Blaziken."
May blinked in disbelief. "What? No!"
"Are you sure you really want to say no?"
May gritted her teeth, a furious heat rushing through her veins. "You're kidding, right? You want to have my first Pokémon?"
Max paused, tilting his head and nodding. "Yeah, I do. I don't feel like going to Professor Birch and getting a puny starter. I wanna start off strong with a Blaziken!" May just looked at him hard, her movements so scarce you thought she was paralyzed. "Please, May?" Max said, kicking up the innocence in his voice.
"Max, you can't have my Blaziken. Do you know how hard I worked to even get a Blaziken? No, you don't. Leave me the hell alone." She didn't care if she swore in front of her younger brother—he deserved it.
Max sighed, getting up off of the bed and shaking his head.
"What a shame. I guess I'll have to tell Keydon the truth…"
May's eyes widened. She lifted up a finger, and then biting down on her lip hard to hide the acceptance to the demand. She shut her eyes tightly, wondering if this was really worth it. She loved Blaziken more than any other Pokémon she's ever owned. This was all finally going way too far. May opened her mouth, engulfing the milky air that danced in her room.
"No. I'll tell him."
She had no time to stop herself.
Max whipped his head around. "What?"
May got up off the bed, pushing past the runt and walking down the hall to Keydon's room. She pushed the door open, making her elder brother jump.
"What, May?" He asked, annoyed.
"I've been seeing Drew behind your back for the past two weeks. Why have I been cooking dinner every night? Because our little shit of a brother made me, or else he'd tell you that I didn't listen. Yeah, I know, I shouldn't of, you're disappointed in me, grounded for a month. I'm glad, because I'm sick of him ordering me around just so I could keep my relationship with Drew a secret. So, you know what? I'm telling you. So there." May turned around, looking at her brother leaning against her door frame.
"You can't control me anymore, you little brat!" She shouted. She turned back around to Keydon, who was just staring back at her. Keydon sighed, rubbing his temples with his fingers.
"Alright, you just summed up everything I was gonna say. Grounded, yes, disappointed, yes, but I'm letting you still be with Drew—just make sure you make good decisions. Now get out of my room."
May smiled, turning out of the room and shutting the door behind her. She walked down the hall towards her room, shoving Max out of the way. He staggered, looking at her with a fearful expression on his face.
"Don't come in my room without knocking ever again." May growled, slamming the door behind her. She flopped on her bed, sighing in happiness.
The nine-year-old dictator has fallen, and the first thing May did, was call Drew and tell him she was coming over with scary movies and popcorn.
Well, I hope you liked it. I've been staying up until two in the morning writing my ass off. I have a problem Dx
Again, EXTREMELY OOC. No need to point it out in reviews. I already know.
You've read it, now review.
Later.~
EDIT: WHY DID YOU READ THIS ALL MY PAST STORIES SUCKS [SCREAMS AND HIDES]