Disclaimer: I'm doing a whole bunch of updates to make up for my lack of new chapters. And go look up 'Alexial' on Deviantart, and read the Nuzlocke that pops up. It's my favourite nuzlocke other than Ky-nim's Black/White one. Kasumi, Protag and AshKetchum: Thank you, and I'll be sure to get on those requests, AshKetchum.

Question: If you could be a pokemon, which pokemon would you be?

My Answer: Buneary. I'd be adorable.

Characters: There are quite a few pairings in this one.

Summary: Meeting the family is awkward. And sweet. But mostly awkward. This is a collection of random pairings, and they aren't supposed to go together.

Meeting the Family

~I'll do whatever it takes~

"Hi, Dad," said Crystal, towing a grinning Gold behind her into the house. "This is Gold."

Her father stood impassively, one eyebrow raised at the formal attire Crys had undoubtedly wrestled Gold into, and offered a hand. "Hello. I've heard many things about you."

"Good things?" asked Gold, taking the hand and shaking it enthusiastically.

"Not exactly," her father deadpanned.

Her mother came out of the living room to greet him. "Oh, Crys," she cooed when she laid eyes on Gold. "You didn't tell me he was so handsome!"

Gold produced his first flashing smile of the evening. "And you must be Crystal's sister."

Crystal made a gagging noise, and her father gave a snort.

Her mother beamed. "I'm flattered, but no. I'm Lena. It's a pleasure to meet you."

His eyes were sparkling with mischief. "The pleasure's all mine."

Crystal groaned. It was going to be a long night.

000

Green, Blue and Prof. Oak sat awkwardly at a table in the lab's kitchen.

"Uh, Gramps, this is Blue," Green mumbled. "My girlfriend."

The professor arched an eyebrow. "Ah."

Blue's smile was more of a grimace. "Hi again, professor."

"Hello, Blue. How's your blastoise?"

"Turtley's good."

Another silence. Daisy set a tray of snacks down, taking the empty seat.

"So, Blue," she said with a smile after introducing herself, sweeping her sandy hair off her shoulder. "How long have you known Green?"

Blue shrugged, uncharacteristically subdued. "A few years."

"Have any embarrassing stories?"

"Yeah." Blue perked up, in her element now. "How about you?"

"Oh, yeah."

Green laid his head down on the table and covered his ears as the two girls launched into discussion.

000

Silver and Kotone sat on the couch, Kotone's mother sitting across from them.

"…So that's our story," Kotone finished with forced cheer, hanging onto Silver's hand so tightly that his face was pinched in pain.

Her mother blinked once, twice. Three times.

"Let me get this straight," the older woman said slowly after a moment. "You met while he was getting ready to rob from Prof. Elm's lab."

Kotone winced. "He was only doing it because he would get information about his past in return for stealing and stuff."

"And he pushed you around a lot."

"We really should have left that out," muttered Silver.

"And he's the leader of Team Rocket's son."

"Ma'am," Silver said uneasily, speaking up. "If I had the choice, I wouldn't have chosen my parents."

"And he stripped you." This said with a piercing look in Silver's direction.

The couple blushed and looked away.

There was a silence, and to Kotone it seemed as if all the air had been sucked out of the room.

Her mother stood up abruptly. Silver braced himself to be ordered out.

"I need a drink," she declared, walking out of the room.

Kotone and Silver exhaled in a collective sigh of relief. The easy part was over with.

Now they just needed to tell her they were getting married.

000

"Hey, Dad," said Red softly. "This is Yellow, the girl I've been telling you about."

The gravestone answered him with silence, ivy crawling across the epitaph.

"It's wonderful to meet you, sir," Yellow murmured, bending to deposit the flowers she had brought along at its base. "Red's told me nothing but good things."

Red leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek. "Alright, it's your turn. Where are your parents?"

"They rest on the other side of the cemetery. Come on, I'll lead the way." She took his hand, and he laced his fingers with hers, his cap hanging low to shadow his eyes as they walked away.

000

"It's n-nice to see you a-again, Sir Berlitz," Dia said nervously.

The man smiled fondly. "There's no need to be anxious, Diamond."

Dia chuckled, wiping his sweaty hands on his pants discreetly. "Y-yes, Sir."

Platina stroked her boyfriend's back reassuringly. "Father, Dia just won another comedic award."

"That's wonderful, Diamond."

"I-it's nothing…"

"Oh, don't be modest. Why don't you show us one of your acts?"

Dia's eyes lit up hopefully. "You would really be interested in seeing one?" he asked shyly.

Her father boomed with laughter. "Of course I would! I like nothing more than a good joke."

The tension in Dia's shoulders dissipated, and he smiled, calling out his pokemon to assist him as his fiancée and her father sat down to watch.

~I'll keep us together, whatever it takes~