Disclaimer: Ebaz: Yes, the third book was sad ; w ; I cried while reading it. Oh, and I wrote the 'violet hair/amber eyes' thing because a chandlure is an overall purple colour, and they have amber eyes- my thought was that Damon was her husband in another life, and got reincarnated as a pokemon. Weird, I know.

AND I SEE THAT ANOTHER PERSON VOTED ON MY POLL. THANK YOU, WHOEVER DID SO.

'Choices' Standings:

Odile X Brendan: 3

Odile X Wally: 2

Odile X Steven: 2

Question: Strongest pokemon, in your opinion?

My Answer: I dunno. Mewtwo is pretty badass, but so is salamance...

Characters: Chili X Maeg, for Maeg X D

Summary: I had trouble with this one, I hope it's okay…

Tie

"Having trouble, newbie?"

Maeg glanced up at the sound of Chili's voice, seeing him reflected in the mirror she stood before. He was leaning against the doorway of the dressing room, arms folded, eyes glinting wickedly.

"I'm okay," she huffed, glaring down at the tie that was steadily unraveling for the thirteenth time that minute.

A minute or so passed before he remarked, "You know, your burning stare isn't going to make it tie itself."

"I know." Blushing, she fumbling tried to knot it, but to no avail. "Ugh, why is this so hard?"

He chuckled, unhitching himself from the wall to slink towards her. "I think I can help." Her eyes widened when she felt his hands on her shoulders, and he turned her around to face him.

"W-what are you doing?" she stammered, finding her eyes drawn to the smirking mouth that was hovering close to hers.

"Helping." With a mischevious expression on his face, he expertly fixed her tie, but kept one finger at her throat as he stepped back to inspect her. His eyes ran up and down her with a slowness that made her shiver, and his smirk turned into a smile of a cat that had a mouse between its paws. "You know, newbie, you look quite pretty," he purred.

She looked down at herself and at the girlish waitress uniform she donned, and then at him. He was clad in spotless black tie, a smock thrown over his formal clothing. "You too," she blurted, and then flushed a thousand shades of red when she realized what she had just said.

He looked amused. "I would've preferred 'hot', 'smoking' or even 'handsome', but that works too."

"Sorry," she squeaked.

"Oh, don't be flustered, newbie." He leaned in closer to drop her a wink, trailing his finger down the length of her throat before removing it. "Even though I have to say a blush suits you."

The hue of her cheeks lightened to radiant fuchsia, and she smiled up at him. "Really? Thanks, Chili."

"Anytime. Now c'mon- you can help me in the kitchen." Tucking her under his arm, he led her out of the dressing room, the door swinging shut behind them with a finalized 'click'.