Disclaimer: Penny: Hahahaha, that they are. Ebaz: I think she does- maybe when she's older she'll realise. And I'm a huge Silver fangirl too : ) I think I just have a thing for tsunderes in general, though. And yep, she's going opposite of her mother, but ends up in the same place. KMA Elite: Thanks for adding this to your alerts, and thanks for reviewing! Yes, it was unoriginal, but it was meant to be, hahaha- and OMG you requested so many of my favourite ships! I'll do all of them! Inferno: I still haven't found any scans, but if you're interested Serebii. Net has the full synopsis of all the chapters on their website. They are very well written, so you could read those while trying to search for the actual manga.

-Drumroll please- AND THE WINNER OF CHOICES IS….Odile X Brendan! *Tosses confetti* Thank you all who voted, and look forward to reading an extra fluffy fic on Odile X Brendan AND Larka X Jace!

Question: (As given to me by Ebaz) Do you think of Crystal and Kotone as the same person, or two different people?

My Answer: Two different people, since they look different. And since I pair Kotone with Silver and Crystal with Gold.

Characters: Dawn X Brett, for AshKetchumDarkSide.

Summary: Yay for unimaginative titles! And AshKetchumDarkSide, I used the chocolate ice cream idea that you gave me since it was cute. I hope you like it!

Ice Cream

"Alright, Brett, which flavor do you want?" Dawn asked her solemn-faced boyfriend, towing him into the ice cream shop in Twinleaf Town.

His voice was as impassive as his expression. "The same one I get every single time we come here."

She flicked the hair off her shoulders and gave him a teasing smile. "Okay. Cheer up, emo kid, and go get us a table."

He rolled his eyes and slouched off, sliding into a booth by the window. His unruly black hair peeked out from under the red and blue cap he wore, his hoodie pulled up over that. He slumped in his seat, tapping out a beat on the tabletop with his fingertips while he waited.

Moments later Dawn came back carrying two cones topped with chocolate ice cream, and she sat opposite him, handing him one. He took it with a grunt of thanks, and she reclined as she began nibbling at her cone.

"So is this on me or you?" he asked, his dark brown eyes reflecting the sunlight streaming in from the window.

"I was thinking we could split it," she answered, taking a lick. Her messy eating left a splotch of brown beside her mouth.

Brett's mouth twitched into a smirk, and he raised a finger to point at the mess. "Dawn, you-"

"Nuh-uh," she interrupted. "I paid last time. Really, I should be making you pay, but-"

"It is on you," he said, "but not in the way that you mean." Setting his cone to the side, he leaned over the table to lick the corner of her mouth, giving a rare chuckle at how she squeaked and turned red.

"Brett," she squealed, embarrassed.

He responded by taking another lick.