A/N: New chapter time!

Black: Well, well, look who finally got around to writing this.

Red: C'mon honey, I'm sure he has a perfectly reasonable excuse for putting this off.

A/N: Yeah definitely… is going to Atlantic City for the past few days count?

Red: … *eye twinge*

Black: As long as you don't do it again.

A/N: Well… I am also going away to Miami to a week… no internet access…

Red: YOU BASTARD! WHAT ABOUT US?

A/N: Don't worry, everything will be just fine, after that I will have a solid week to work on this.

Black: A week? What else is happening?

A/N: Summer project, then school.

Black: *sigh* Chapters are gonna get REALLY slow REALLY fast, aren't they?

A/N: Sadly… yes, but hey! I still have the weekends!

Red: Great, at least we have that.

A/N: Remember, I don't own Pokemon, or any pokemon related items (other than the story… it 'tis mine, MINE I SAY!). Also, boy x boy, yaoi, the usual blargittyblarg.

Red's Dream POV

… and as we make out, I snake my hand up his shirt. I begin toying with one of his nipples, and I win a moan from him. I then take his shirt off, and begin kissing his toned stomach. I inch myself down, and find myself at his jeans, which I unbutton and unzip with my teeth. And just as I'm about to lower his boxers, I hear him say. "C'mon baby, get up, there are waffles downstairs." …What? Waffles?

Black's POV

"C'mon baby, I know how you like waffles." I plead, yet my sleeping boyfriend won't budge.

"You get him up yet, Black?" I hear Green ask from the doorway.

"No… not yet."

"Did you tell him about the waffles?"

"Yeah, didn't work."

"Maybe we should try something louder, like music."

"Wait… I think I know what song to use…"

Red's Dream POV

So, I lower his syrup soaked boxers, and suddenly, dozens of waffles shoot out of his boxers like babies out of Octomom. And, for no reason whatsoever…

Black's POV

"Okay, I hooked up my iPod, and set it to "Do you like waffles?" by Parry Gripp."

"Why do you have that on your iPod?"

"For the lulz."

And I turn it on with the volume at max.

Red's Dream POV

...he turns into a dancing waffle with a monocle and a top hat, singing the "Do you like waffles" song. The walls slowly melted into syrup, and the waffles from Black's boxers got up and began line dancing. As the song ended, they stopped dancing, and then, again, for no reason whatsoever…

Black's POV

"Wow… how did that not work?"

"Well, it seems like we're gonna need to get creative."

"Alright, lets try the Sleeping Beauty approach."

"Okay, you try that, and I'll get Crys on the phone for plan B."

"Pucker up, sweet cheeks." And as I kiss him, his eyes jolt open, and he pushed me away.

"GET YOUR SYRUPPY LIPS OFF ME, YOU MOLESTING DANCING WAFFLE!"

"Dude, what the fuck?"

"Wait… what? Where am I?"

"You must have had a really fucked up dream, what happened?"

"All I remember is, we were making out, there were dancing waffles, and the big waffle tried to molest me or something."

"Wow… and I thought my dreams were fucked up."

"Trust me, they have been weirder."

"Now c'mon, lets get to breakfast."

Red's POV

So, the dream waffle incident was over, and we were even able to get in a few minutes of making out before having to go to breakfast. But, we were interrupted by Green knocking on the door.

"Hey, Black, I got plan B here with me."

"I got news that Red needed some waking up!" That sounded like Crys.

"Mime m-mime! (Does Mimepeon have ta smack a bitch?)"

"No, Crys, that won't be necessary, Black got me up. (In more ways than one…)" I whispered the last part softly enough for only Black to hear.

"Alright, fine, lets go Mimepeon."

"Mime… (Daym!)"

"Well, lets go eat some breakfast… but maybe I'll get the cereal…"

LATER, AT BREAKFAST…

Gold's POV

"Hey Emerald, check out the odd couple over there." I said, motioning to Red and Black, who were sitting extremely close to eachother

"Who? Where? I can't see!"

"I'm talkin' about the new guy and Red. They seem awfully chummy for people that just met a few days ago."

"So? Why do you care?"

"I think something is up between them... I'm just not sure what..."

"Well, what do you want to do about it?"

"I think I have a plan."

MEANWHILE, AT THE WINNERS TABLE…

Red's POV

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Red!" Yellow chimed. "Do ya mind if I sit with you guys?"

"Sure, I guess." After I said that, she sat next to Green. Of course, I was sitting next to Black, who was holding my hand under the table. We couldn't be as 'all over each other' as we wanted to be, everyone still thinks we're straight… well, Green knew, but I came out to him two years ago. Black told me that White knew he was gay, but not about us.

"So, Red. Wanna hang out later?" Yellow started. "I was feeling like going back to that carnival that mewtwo brought us to two days ago. We didn't really have a lot of fun with you, Blue, and Green being such sad sacks. So, you guys up for it?"

"Well, I guess a carnival could be fun, right Red?" Black suggested. Going to a carnival with Black? I guess it could be fun… even though we can't be a couple in public. God, I hate the idea that we can't be together around other people. I would even come out to everyone, if it meant that I didn't need to pretend that we are 'just friends' all the time.

"Ahem!" Professor Oak started. "I would just like to announce, the competition begins today, well… for us… I got you guys the VIP treatment, so you guys get in a day early. The public will be given access tomorrow, so get in as many activities as you can today, because this place is going to hell in a hand basket once the masses are let in. And, as a reminder, the first 10 groups to reach 8 symbols will compete in the tournament. The winners will obtain an unidentified, extremely rare prize… along with a million dollars."

"A MILLION DOLLARS?"

"Yes… I thought you already knew that… Anyway, to sum things up. We start today, public gets in tomorrow, 8 symbols, 10 groups, awesome prizes, that is all."

"So… when are you thinking of going to the carnival, Yellow?" I started

"Well, how about today?"

"Sure, we have a full day ahead of us."

"Awesome! I have to go back to my team now, I'll come find you at noon. C'ya!"

SLIGHTLY LATER, AT GOLD'S TABLE…

"Alright, We're all going to the carnival at noon… by the way, why did you need me to invite them to a carnival?"

"Oh… no reason, I just thought you would enjoy it."

"Awesome! Do you mind if I hang out with Blue for a while? We aren't doing important team- stuff right now, right?"

"Nah, go ahead, we'll talk about the important stuff later at our Room."

"Cool! C'ya Gold!"

"Alright, we got them at the carnival, what's the next step?"

"What the next step always is, Emerald… we call in the cavalry."

AT RUBY, DIA, AND PEARL'S TABLE…

"Hm? A call from Gold?" Ruby clicks open the phone. "What is it Gold?"

"Ruby, I'm gonna need you and the idiots, we got a job."

"Gold… remember the last time I agreed to be a part of one of your plans?"

"Yes, yes, but there won't be any nutmeg at this one, you have to trust me!"

"…Fine, what's the job?"

"We are staking out a carnival to see if Red acts weird."

"…*sigh*… you aren't a bright fellow, are you?"

"C'mon dude, I think something is up!"

"…I'm hanging up now."

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Can you at least lend me the idiots?"

"*sight*… fine."

"Thanks Ruby, I owe ya on- *click*

"Hey! Wingus, Dingus, Gold wants to see you."

"What for?" They ask in unison

"He said something about being… spies… and going on a… super secret stakeout."

*FWOOSH* And they raced to Gold's table.

A/N: OOOOOOOH! SHIT IS GOING DOWN!

Red: Oh no, they might find out I'm with Black. Whatever will I do?

Black: C'mon, no need for the sarcasm.

Red: How could you tell? Sarcasm isn't transferred into text.

Black: I know you, honey, I can tell.

A/N: Once again, I don't own Pokemon, or it's characters, or its themes, or...

90 SPICETASTIC MINUTES LATER

A/N: I though we were done with that joke!