Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon, or You-Know-Who up there. He's mentioned. Shhhh! :-O


"But mom, I look different!" Quin exclaimed, knowing full well her mom wouldn't change her mind.

"Quin, that is no excuse. I'm sending you to a proper Pokéschool, and that's final." Barbecute replied. After four weeks in the den, her young child had become a rowdy Cyndaquil, making a mess everywhere.

Daniel was exhausted, Pod was caring for his baby Caterpie, Lily, Bess and Jake, and Pickle was disappearing misteriously into the forest and returning later with his eyes unfocused. Obviously he was meeting a girl, but Barbecute head no time to investigate with a child to care for.

"But mmoooommm!" the maroon mouse whined. "No buts," she growled. "Come on." the fire mouse was silenced as she grumpily fell to all four feet and followed her mommy into the woods.


Pokéschool was a place for young Pokémon to learn and train. In the old days, a mother would teach her children how to survive, but times had changed, and Pokéschool was much more convenient.

A teacher would teach all the students which Berries were edible, which cured burns, paralisis, poison, and even restored HP and PP. Then the teacher and their helpers would teach each child a little individually, helping them learn their moves, and how to use them.

The school was a nearby valley, picked because of its soft grass and nearby Berry trees. Pokémon of all shapes and sizes were awaiting the arrival of the teacher. A tiny Sentret crawled over to the shy Quin, who was hiding behind her mom. "Hi! I'm Matthew. What's your name?" he called out to her. She quivered, and Barbecute decided to do something. She stepped to the right, exposing her daughter. "What's your name?" Matthew repeated.

"Q-Quin."

"You look different. Are you a Shiny Pokémon?" he asked.

The baby Cyndaquil burst into tears. "I look awful! You hate me! I'm a freak!" she sobbed.

The Sentret looked worried. He looked not at Quin, but at Barbecute. "I didn't mean to make her cry! Please don't be mad!" Shaking, Matthew looked fearfully at the large Typhlosion. She just sighed. "She'll be fine. Give her a few minutes, she's sensitive. Dear Ho-Oh, she is clingy!"

Matthew cringed. "You swore."

"So? I didn't use the A word. Stop looking at me like I'm going to turn you into a pile of smoldering ash."

Quin stopped crying. A Dodrio called out, signaling that class was starting.

"Come on Matthew, we'll be late!" Quin said as she tapped her friend, then leapt up and spun into a fiery wheel. Her Flame Wheel zoomed down the hill, and Matthew dashed to keep up with it. "Wait up!"

Barbecute could not help but smile.


Pickle rolled in the grassy meadow, waiting for Twist to appear. She always smelled of fresh grass and Bluk Berries. A yellow blur jumped over him, and Twist smiled at the Tiny Mouse Pokémon. They played every day in the field, and he loved every minute of it.

He slowly came towards her, and she caught on. She nuzzled his nose, and without warning, kissed him.

Am I really doing this? I'm kissing her! And it feels incredible!

"Pickle! I thought you weren't seeing someone?" a familiar voice teased. He stopped kissing Twist and turned towards the sound. "Barbe?" he scowled. "Really? Had to ruin the moment?"

"Yep!" the always cheerful Pokémon replied, not hearing or caring about his anger.

Twist glanced at Pickle, and licked his nose softly. Pickle felt his cheeks grow hot.

"Pickle! Ohhhh Pickle!" Barbecute sang, bringing him back to reality.

He licked Twist's nose, twiched his ear, and walked towards Barbecute. He lazily flicked his tail once. Twist smiled. She understood.


Daniel woke up to a Thundershock. He cursed. "Arceus!"

Pickle and Barbecute giggled. The den echoed their giggles, creating a room of giggling Pokémon.

"Guys, you know I hate it when you do that!" he complained. That made the giggling turn into full-out laughter. It stopped when Daniel roared at them, his back in full flames. The room grew hotter as the prankster duo backed away, mumbling "Sorrys," and "Take a chill pill," at him. He calmed down (A/N the pill must have worked) and apologized.

"Sorry. I know it was funny for you, but please stop doing that. Okay?" he asked slowly. The den was deadly quiet. The tricksters nodded. "Sure thing bro." and "Alright sweetums." could be heard echoing as they left the cave. Daniel sighed and went back to sleep.


"That was HILARIOUS! Did you see his face!" Pickle roared with laughter as they strolled through the bushes.

"I know! He was all 'You guys bugged me so I'm going to roast you into my cup of coffee'!" Barbecute mocked, earning another fit of giggles from her Pikachu friend. Barbecute looked up at the sky. "Arceus, is that the time? I goota go and pick up Quin! Sorry Pic!"

He waved he off. "It's okay Barbe. Go grab your little fireball, and don't wake up Mister Volcano!"

She giggled as she went to the Pokéschool's valley. "See you later Pickle!"

Pickle grinned. He had a certain Pikachu to meet in a few minutes.


"Mom! School was awesome! I met a Ralts named Theodore, but everyone calls him Theo, and a Buneary named Lily who likes to tap dance, and me and Matthew became best friends!" Quin chattered on and on, not stopping for a moment. "And at snack time, we had a delicious slice of Sitrus Berry!"

"Great sweetie. Are you excited for tomorrow?" Barbecute asked.

"You bet!" the tiny Cyndaquil cried out happily.


Hello, I hope you readers enjoyed Chapter 5! Don't worry, this is just the beginning!

Ty8, Daniel, Pickle, Pod, Twist, Quin, and don't forget, everyone's favourite, Barbecute, signing out. ^_^