Disclaimer: MEOWsasha: Thanks so much for your reviews and adding me to your favourite authors/ this story to your favourites! Feel free to request! Inferno: Where DID all my reviewers go? : ' ( It's not like I haven't updated. And oooh, what are your requests? Do tell! Ebaz: OH MY GOD EBAZ REVIEWED! *Hugs* I've missed your reviews! Oh, you're back in school already? Jeez, I feel for you. I still have a week or so to go till I'm back. Yes, math sucks. And yes, I did hint at May X Wally; poor kid deserves some happiness, doesn't he? And sure, I'll do Steven X Cynthia, even if I usually do ship Steven with myself X D (By the way, could you review some of the other chapters I updated with? I want to hear your feedback on them). Yeah, I agree with the Jirachi thing, but I couldn't find any other way of making it sound poetic, lol. Thank you so much! Penny: Awwww, thanks! Care to request?
Question: Uh…erm…. What are you looking for in future pokemon games?
My Answer: A REALLY, REALLY HOT RIVAL THAT I CAN SHIP MY PLAYER WITH. *Awkward silence* I mean, um, good plot and good pokemon designs? Yeah. That. I totally meant to say that.
Characters: Chatot and Wigglytuff, as requested by Inferno.
Summary: A lame little one-shot.
Expenses
"Guildmaster?" squawked Chatot, fluttering into Wigglytuff's room with a bundle of papers clenched in his talons. "Guildmaster, it is time to work out the expenses for this year." He landed in front of his partner, who was sitting in his chair as usual, a Perfect Apple in his lap and his clear eyes focused on nothing in particular. "Alright, so here I have the bills for the food we have consumed this year, taxes on the items we've bought, income from our guild members' explorations…" He continued on with the list, launching into a thought-out speech about how they should use the leftover money and so on. Half an hour later, he finished with, "What do you think, Guildmaster?"
Wigglytuff continued staring, and a low noise that sounded an awful lot like a snore rumbled from his throat.
Chatot started, and then sweatdropped when he realized that his partner was asleep. "What a bother," he sighed. Piling up the papers on one side of the room, he then fetched a blanket, hiding a fond smile as he covered Wigglytuff with it. "Goodnight, Wigglytuff," the bird pokemon whispered, and then hopped out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
Once he was sure Chatot was gone, Wigglytuff refocused his eyes and grinned, retrieving his apple from under the blanket and munching happily on it. Fake-sleeping always got him out of discussing expenses.