Side Story 3: The Greatest Beauty...?
(Day 1)
This place... they called it the HQ of WINGS, a combat organization who fights to keep the world at peace... A Flygon, a beautiful Flygon in all terms of appearance, gathered with many other Pokémon around at where they were to assemble for a briefing about WINGS and their mission. She twiddles her small fingers shyly while she hears the briefing. There was barely any confidence once in her life, very timid and fragile was what other Pokémon saw in her. They aren't wrong. It was so... unexpected of any dragon to be shaken, them being a race herald as mythical strength manifestation.
A perfect yamato nadeshiko.
She looked back at the two whom stood at the podium, a Starmie... and a Corviknight, is what was told of his species... She knew that both weren't natives of this region. Only came here for they were assigned to this region. The careful words which describe topics, their mission and life here... they are all worded and planned out for everyone to catch on easily. The Corviknight knew how to lead, the Starmie knew how to provide care.
"...And with all that is spoken of... Welcome to WINGS, this will be your home." The Corviknight finishes after minutes passed.
The recruits, every one of them mainly responded loud and clearly, the Flygon stammering last.
The large group dispersed, some recruits by their own, some guided by more veteran members who have stayed long to memorize the layout of the building as guides and some who went as a group. Fran shyly waves off a fellow recruit Appletun... who seemed to be stunned. Silent over the revelation he wished wasn't true for it was impossible with no logic why it was true.
The Flygon looked at a direction, she should get goi-
"Hey there, beautiful." someone greeted. "You must be a new recruit. How are you?"
"H-huh?" The Flygon turned to the voice. A Rhyperior? "You seem worried." he told her. "Do you want someone to show you around?"
"U-Um... Actual-"
She was interrupted again.
"I got to say, you're really beautiful." the Rhyperior comments. "The name's Brandt Granought, nice to meet you."
"O-Oh..." She blushes heavily. "I-I'm... um... Fran... V-Veil...dert..." She began twiddling her fingers.
Brandt advanced lightly... "So, shall we go?"
"U-uh... N-No thank you!" Her face heats up and she immediately flapped to hover and sped off.
"...I'll get you soon..." Brandt hoped.
'Th-This was so embarrassing...!' Fran's face was heated as she soon comes to a stop after a faraway flight from that Rhyperior. Actually meeting someone else living in this place was suddenly more stressful than she thought! Sure, he looked nice enough, but boldly making such advances... how was she supposed to react...?
She took breaths to try and calm herself down. Her room, right... her room... in the living quarters... the HQ...
"Weeg, new recruits came in today..." A voice?
"New recruits?" This voice was familiar. "I see, seems he had arrived like he said he would yesterday."
"Huh?" She looked around the corridor, flapping while she heard fading footsteps. When she reaches the nearest junction, she looked... It was just doors after doors...
...They must have already gone off...
But... that voice... is it really...?
It had to be him, there was no mistaking that voice.
"L-Luigi... He's... still here..."
(Day 2)
Fran looked around where she flutters lightly above ground... Was the HQ always this cold? Even with the natural freezing environment outside? She still needed to see all of them, the facilities of the HQ...
"How was your first day?"
She jumped in the air and turned. The voice was the same, but the owner from her memories wasn't. A Gabite stood in place with a warm smile, dressed in light attire.
"Good to see you, Fran." he greeted.
"L-Luigi...?" Fran looked at the Gabite again. Her breaths blew out, shaking heavily. "I-It's... really... you're still here..."
He gave her some hot cocoa and a scarf. "It is cold here." he told her. "It will take some time for you to get used to but this would help a bit."
"O-Oh..." Fran blushes deeply. "Y-You got used to this cold place...?"
"It took some time and some training with Sensei without my clothes. It was difficult but I managed." he confessed.
"N-No clothes?"
A nod. "It will help you adapt in the environment like Sensei always does." he added. "Did you meet him?"
"U-U-Um..." she blushes heavily. "Is it... the... older bug... that is so... built?"
"That Golisopod, yes." Luigi confirmed.
"Oh..." Fran murmurs, blowing onto the cocoa before taking a careful sip. "He's... so handsome..." Luigi looked at her and wondered why she said that. Fran, meanwhile, wondered about the Golisopod's age yet managed that nice ripped body for an insectoid. A fit build not many insectoids managed to maintain despite having more proteins than mammals.
She looked back at Luigi himself, he wasn't at his last stage of evolution yet... He hasn't met the time of growth with his capabilities yet? She wondered how he would look like...
She blushed again.
"Are you okay?" Luigi asked, feeling her forehead. "Your temperature rose, a fever?"
Fran squeaks. "I-I'm okay, Luigi!"
Luigi sighed and smiled. "Anyways...I'm glad to see my little-"
"What!?" They turned to the side to see someone witnessing this. "H-How did you-You already-How-!?" Brandt kept on blubbering out of complete shock at the Flygon being very comfortable with someone he has known well.
"We've been living together when-"
"Living together!? You lived together!?"
"We got the same family..." Luigi awkwardly muttered. "Since I was adopted to-"
"S-Same family!? A-Adopted!?" Brandt shrieks.
"Y-Yes-" Luigi confirmed before Brandt shook him.
"So you already made moves on her!? You always didn't go for anyone ever since we came here, so I thought you never had anyone in mind! I can't believe you, you traitor!"
"Brandt, it isn't like that!"
"That's what they all say! The next thing I know, you're going to make moves on this pretty babe!"
"Brandt!"
Fran just watched them argue. It got so awkward that she left out of embarrassment.
But at the very least... she is really glad... to see Luigi...
(Day 3)
"Hmm..." Fran twiddles her fingers nervously... picking out a weapon... What fits her well? The blacksmith felt more comfortable compared to the rest of the building, though the burning odour was manageable. She wasn't so physically built, so carrying a heavier weapon is out of the question unless she wanted to strain her arms.
She looked over a bow. A bow also required some strength to pull the string back but compared to those heavier weapons... It was lighter and easier to carry around... Fran always felt that long ranged attacks suits her more than close quarters actually does.
Maybe she could try it out...?
She took it down and pulled the string, not to let the arrow feel through the arc for it would affect the accuracy.
She aimed at the target set for ranged training... A few steady breaths are taken to calm herself... Then held it, distancing the arc from the practice arrows and let fly. The arrow flew towards the target, it hit at the middle ring of the target, considerably far from the bullseye given the radius...
Another go. Hold the breath and predict the wind trajectory... She pulled the string again, aiming once more, keeping her eyes focused on the target. Then she released. The arrow flew through the air, the head sinking into the target... now at the center of the target, at the bullseye zone. Not directly at the center, but it still hit there.
She let out a breath of relief. Maybe she was fit to be an archer.
Fran held the bow, she could use this to fight...
"...Huh?" She turned around while hearing chatter in a direction.
"These just keep bouncing around whenever I run or flip." Murmurs a female voice in annoyance.
"It is best if you wear something to compress them." One suggested with a ting of slight jealousy in her voice.
"Hmm, yeah. Good point. There must be something to hold them here..." the first agrees, oblivious based on her tone. Fran looks at the group... A Nidoqueen is talking with a Mienfoo, a Roserade and a Primarina...
"A breastplate?" The Mienfoo suggested. "It helps with the extra defense to the chest."
"A breastplate..." Murmurs the Nidoqueen while she turns to the Mienfoo. Fran could see the side of her body from where she stood... Upwards, she noticed that the reptilian's chest is quite well-endowed. Quite large mounds behind the clothing she wore... Compared to her friends...
They weren't anywhere close, just visible smaller bumps...
Fran didn't mind anything about the sizes of women at all... But that Nidoqueen's bust was big. Too big for her to move her weapon around. A sword with the barrel and handle of the revolver as the pommel.
She didn't need it to get in the way of combat practice or actual combat... that's why she wants it kept so it wouldn't be an obstacle.
Fran wondered about the muscular Nidoqueen that despite her being muscular, still kept the beauty of an Amazon. A sight indeed. The Nidoqueen looked around the armory, finding the best breastplate that would fit her and not fall off. "Hmm..." she picks up one and compares it with her own sizes. "Too small." Placing it back to where it was, she picks up another one...
"...Oh?" The Primarina took notice of Fran's presence while the Nidoqueen continues browsing, completely unaware of the slight envy around her.
"You must be a recruit." the Mienfoo guessed, noticing the inexperience Fran had around the area.
Fran twiddled her fingers together shyly, meekly nodding.
"Oh..." The Primarina drags herself lightly, seeing that aqueducts aren't built around inside the armory. "How're you feeling, being around here?"
"I-I'm okay... It's still cold around most of the places... But warm in here..."
"It is," the Roserade agreed. "How are you getting used to the temperature?"
Fran nods meekly again. "I-I'm... okay... I need to train... right?"
The Primarina smiles. "It's alright. You'll adjust throughout your stay. I'm Aria Symphonia."
"Lusiane Yundet." the Mienfoo introduced.
"It's nice to meet you Fran, I'm Lenna Florence." the Roserade bowed.
Claire lowered a breastplate and turned around. "Claire Leonhart."
"F-Fran... Veildert..." Fran timidly answers. She pauses. "Oh... You know who I am..."
"I've checked the logs on the recruits yesterday and saw yours," Lenna explained. "I wanted to know in some ways I can help."
"H-How you can help me...?"
"By the basics in combat and to help control my powers by not running away as what Commander told me."
"Oh... Huh?"
"It's a long story but...May we?"
"It's alright." Aria nods.
"Mm-Mm..." Fran nods shyly. "C-Can I listen..?" Listen? Aria realized she was looking at the flute she held. "Oh..." Aria smiles softly. "I... I play the flute..."
"Indeed, it is beautiful," Lusiane agreed.
"Yeah." Claire agrees while looking over as she held another breastplate.
"...Um... Fran, you're really pretty..." Aria studies Fran's appearance.
"H-Hu-Oh..." It sent the Flygon to blush once again about her appearance.
Claire takes off another breastplate too small for her. "Yeah, for a-"
"We meet again!"
"A-ah!" Fran yelps at the voice, finding herself swerving to meet the approaching Rhyperior. In an instant, she quickly retreats behind the female group.
"How are you doing?" He asked. "Do you want to take that offer to guide you around?"
"U-Um... I..." Fran stutters.
"No need to be sh-" He realized that Claire was here. Oh great, she's here and what he has done. A gulp was made and he ran out of the area out of embarrassment. Claire stared as he left, confused.
"...He's so weird..." she comments.
"Um... why did he run away...?" Fran wonders.
"No clue." Claire answers.
Lenna sighed.
Lusiane shook her head with her arms crossed over her chest.
Aria looks down and held her flute. Claire shrugs and tries on the breastplate she took. "...Feels like a good fit."
"So, how about a look around the uniforms you'll be using?" Lenna suggested.
"Oh, thank you..." Fran nods slowly. "I-I would like to see them..." The other women nods and led the way for Fran.
(Day 4)
'These feel nice...' Fran comments to herself as she gives a few tugs onto the shorts she is trying on. Browsing through the standard uniforms were really a variety, especially when she learnt that the uniforms could be customized to their likings.
And given her adoring a bow, she wanted clothing that doesn't constrict her limbs and thus aim.
She looked at her sleeveless shirt... fits well for her figure...
"How are you and your marksmanship?"
Fran turns and she blushes as Luigi comes over. "I-It's... It's starting out..."
"I'm glad to hear that." Luigi nodded and checked her position. He went over and helped with her position. "A bit of this and that...that should be it."
"O-oh!" Fran squeaks. "L-Luigi!" Her face was steaming red from his feel. He did a few more adjustments before he nods and stands up. But before he could open his mouth, a scream pierced through the training grounds.
"I-I KNEW IT!"
Luigi and Fran turned to see Brandt looking at their direction, his face between anger and disgust. "Brandt...I told you that-"
"Two days, man! TWO DAYS!" Brandt screams. "And you're already touching her body all around in front of everyone here!"
"Umm...What do you even mean, Brandt?" Luigi seethed. "Fran is my little-"
"Y-You backstabbing slithering dragon!"
"I don't see h-"
"Oh, yes, you DO! I can't stand it any longer!" Fran immediately left with her face heating up. "S-See!?" Brandt's scream came out from hearing.
"Brandt, you're overreacting!"
"The next thing I know, you'll be in bed ontop of her-"
There was an earthquake. Fran knew it was from Luigi. Judgement delivered on the poor sap.
She covered her face... All she wanted was to just... get used... To be in this new home of hers.
(Day 5)
It was this day as she went out of her room. The cold breeze blew past her skin yet she never shivered. It has been a few days, even with how normally uncomfortable she was with the cold, the chilling environment affected Fran less. Luigi is right, she took time to adjust to the natural environment of Mt. Coronet just as others like him did.
She took a deep breath and went on to enjoy the view at the balcony. With the cold not in the way, she could bask in the view. It was a beautiful sight... the clean walls bathed in snow, every flake of white blowing around in light breezes around the magnificent HQ... She smiled softly. Taking...
"A beautiful sight, as beautiful as the desert rose nearby."
"H-Huh!?" Not that voice...!
She turned to the side to see that Rhyperior once again. He stood a bit too close to her while he smiled.
"H-how did you get here!?" She shrieks.
"How would I when the sight of a beauty is present?" He flirted.
"U-Um, I-I..." Fran stammers while she shook uncomfortably.
"How about a date for us to know each other?" Brandt smirked with a wink.
"A-A-A d-d-date!?" She squeaks.
"Yeah, I would show you the best there is, my treat."
He tried to get closer for an embrace. However, there was a laugh and the next thing Brandt knew was...
"Snooowstoooorm~"
He was slammed hard by a bouncing snowball, grappling him into the snowball... which proceeded to bounce off the balcony... and down onto the courtyard.
Fran didn't mind this occurring. It was a normal thing around this HQ. She heard Brandt's screams. "P-P-Professor, it isn't what you th-Bwah!"
Some winds blew. One from the Commander. "Granought, you cannot barge into the area of the living quarters of another member, especially if no permission from either side is given!" Gardious lectures.
Just normal. "If you ever do it again, I have no choice but take more of your privileges!" Pentaster warned.
"No, please!"
"Ahaha, Brandt-andt~" sings the Beartic from the remains of the snowball. That Beartic's timing never failed. Fran always knew he would suddenly appear at the most unconventional times.
(Day 6)
"H-Hello, Sensei..." Fran modestly bows to the Golisopod assigned to run training regimens to them.
"Good morning, Veildert." the Golisopod greeted. "Are you up for today's regimen?" She nods with little hesitation, noted by the older insectoid from the previous training regimens. "Very well, let us begin."
Fran nods and she looks at the steps that are to be taken, the obstacles to tackle... It would be fine. She can do this.
"Sorry about yesterday, that damn bear did it again!" Why? Him again!? She froze as Brandt once again is present from where she is. "If it is alright, may I join you?"
Fran covered her eyes in embarrassment... he is so persistent...! But this is training, that rock-hide Pokémon also has to do this, but... Didn't he know anything about her-
"Okay, watch me make this jump!"
"A-ah?" Fran watched.
Brandt made the jump...Over the trench to reach one of the spiked mountains. However, his speed wasn't enough and...
"...Ahhh...!!"
He dropped like a rock. Slammed against the mountain walls. Then fell...
"...He'll survive that." Takan commented and began to climb down the mountain to pick up Brandt. "You may continue the regimen."
"...O-Okay..." Fran nods and she looks back at the obstacles that she was to go through. The typical regimen. She took a deep breath of the cold winds and ran. Ready to finish her regimen as a part of WINGS.
(Day 7)
It was finally lunch time for the day, Fran took a seat down onto a bench behind a table. She just wanted to dig in and fill up her empty stomach yearning for food... Sweet tasting food without any spiciness...
But before she could even take a bite...
"Hey there."
She quickly snaps her head over in that direction. "...O-oh..." Her antennae fell backwards.
Brandt managed to get a seat beside her. Luigi was out on a mission and both were at their free time. This was his chance to go on a date with her.
"Sorry for the past days but now, we can go on the date I've promised you." Brandt exclaimed. "You, the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Can we have this lunch as a date?"
"U-Um... I-I-"
"Of course, did Luigi ever hurt you? You know, I can treat you better than that dragon can."
"N-No, he wouldn't... he never did..."
"Well, what he did was certainly bad touching your delicate arms." Brandt grumbled.
"H-He fixed my posture..."
"You're such a fine woman, a perfect woman. He didn't need to fix you."
"..." Fran gulps. "...I-I... I-I..." Brandt was about to take a bite when...
"I'm... a... man..."
...
...
...
...Brandt turned to her...er...him. Was he delusional? "It can't be, right?" Brandt was still in a delusion. "You're a woman, it's impossible for a man to be this perfect of a woman."
"I-I'm telling you the truth... I was trying to tell you all this time..." Fran shakes his head timidly. "I'm... a male... Flygon..."
"..." Brandt still remained silent.
...
...
...He laughed.
"B-Brandt?"
"You're lying, you're just flat." Brandt deluded. "You can't deny your feminity with small boobs!"
"N-No, I'm really a man, Brandt...!"
"E-even if you're flat, you still have boobs... See?" Brandt then tried to confirm that he was just lying by feeling Fran's chest. Fran squeaked in response as those stony fingered arms felt his chest, giving it a few squeezes.
...
He was indeed flat. Normal for males to have for they lacked the lumps women have even when they're this lean.
"You're...a...man..." Brandt finally accepted this harsh reality that defied logic.
"...Y-Y-Yes..."
"...Okay..."
...
...
...
Brandt fell backward and caused a small earthquake within the cafeteria. The revelation...It dealt a blow to his ego, for the entire week... He had been flirting with a man. A man of perfect feminine beauty. How harsh is life? His mind fading.
"B-Brandt!" The last thing he could hear before everything blacked out was a soft voice of a man screaming out for him.
A man...not a woman...
(Day 8)
Luigi breathes deeply with Fran beside him. "I see, so that's what happened while I was away," Luigi nodded.
"Y-Yes..." Fran nods to confirm.
The two walked for a while in the corridor before they stopped. They looked at the person infront of them. One who was on his knees, body bent forward to the ground, and rocky arms beside his head.
"...Brandt?" Luigi wondered.
"..." A long silence passes until he spoke. "...I-I'm so... sorry."
"Hm?" Luigi crossed his arms and raised a "brow".
"For hitting on Fran for that entire week... And... for accusing you... of being in a relationship with he-h-him..."
"...Brandt..." he went forward and knelt down before him. "I tried to explain that he is my adopted little brother. Yet you kept on insisting something else. If you would just let me explain and listen, this wouldn't have happened."
Behind him, he didn't see Fran blushing after the 'relationship' part, twiddling his small fingers rapidly.
"So I forgive you, just remember to listen to what I have to say."
Brandt looked up at Luigi. "Uh... What?"
"I meant what I said, you are my friend, correct?" Luigi smiled.
"O-Oh... Y-Yeah..." Brandt felt the shame of his behaviour for that week hit him harder than a clothesline of a Hammer Arm.
"Okay Brandt." he pat his shoulder. "Remember that."
He stood back up and turned to Fran. A male...
...He better be careful to not step on a trap.