THAT SYLVEON
THE SEQUEL HAS ARRIVED! I know a lot of you were pretty excited for this debut, and I knew that I had to make some progress on this early. I did say that this was being planned for Tuesday, but I was hyped with loads of ideas that I was thinking of for a while, so I decided that I may as well. Shoutouts to my dear friend Rolandark, or Jirulius as some of you may know him as. He's the author of 'Evergreen', a story crucial to this one in terms of chronology, so I suggest that you take a look at it if you haven't already.
Also guys, please apply credit where it's due. I did not write the 53rd chapter of 'That Glaceon'. That honour is owned by Jirulius, or Rolandark.
My apologies to AquaSheWolf for not adding you in the thank-you list, but you see, I was reading off the followers' list. You weren't registered there because you didn't have an account. I highly recommend that you do make one, for the sake of being able to catch updates easier, and even make your own stories!
Regardless, you guys know the drill, so let's just hop straight into it without any further ado.
Awesome Sawss/Luanastar do not own Pokemon.
Julley was still an ordinary Umbreon, with his rings still in their respective places and his fur a jet black colour. However, his life was not the same as it was sixteen years ago.
He lay in his bed, stretching under the covers. As he did so, he shifted his gaze to another Eeveelution next to him, asleep. It was the same Eeveelution that had stuck by his side for the past sixteen years. It took a lot of precious time and will out of their systems to take care of their children. His parents, Cooper and Claire did a lot to help them through their tribulations. Heck, even Brendan and Jasmine aided them by sending in a constant flow of money to keep them going. It was definitely an advantage to have Brendan battling professionally. He sent them funds of 10,000 dollars a week, a number that Julley would count as surplus, but could not complain about it. Due to that, Julley and Cassidy now lived in luxury: A two storey house, inclusive of a basement and a large garden was their portion.
Julley took a glance at the Glaceon that was now his wife. Her turquoise locks were limp on the pillows around her. Her fur glistened in the light that shone through the window, putting a grand smile on Julley's face as he shimmied closer to her ears.
"Good morning, Cassidy."
Cassidy stirred in her sleep, before eventually waking up to see the Umbreon's face before her, an ebullient grin about him. She smiled too, pecking him on his cheek.
"Good morning, Julley."
Julley pulled away, pushing himself to get out of the covers to get started on his duties. But, first things first, he trotted over to a small cot located on Cassidy's side of the main king-sized bed. Inside of the small cot was an appropriately sized Eevee, snoring away peacefully. It was times like these, Julley felt proud to call himself a father of two. He put a paw inside of the cot and onto the Eevee's head, stroking them carefully and caringly. Their hazel irises were covered by their eyelids, and around their neck was a particularly fluffy mane in the colour of beige.
"Sleep tight, Julius." whispered Julley to himself (JOO-LEE-YUSS). Once he was done adoring his second child, he left the Eevee in the care of a sleeping Cassidy, and exited the room. Across the hallway he was now in resided another door with a couple colourful stickers that customized it. In large pink cursive read the words "ANAIS" (AN-EYE-YEESE) on the front of the door.
Julley walked up to the door, rapping on it a couple times to wake up his eldest daughter. "Anais! Time to wake up and get to school!" groaning could be heard from behind the door. On the other hand, Julley couldn't exactly blame her for feeling that way, though. He remembered when his mother had to strive just to wake him up for school.
The door opened, and a Sylveon, a little shorter than Julley, stood donning very tired eyes.
"Ugh... Morning Pop." croaked the Sylveon. Julley beamed, ruffling the top of her head.
"Good morning, Anais."Anais' ears drooped a bit, but she tried her best to look like she was up for the day. "Uncle Brendan's going to pick you up today, so make sure that you go downstairs and get ready before he gets here."
"Yeah, no problem." replied Anais, walking down the stairs and into the kitchen. Their kitchen was quite large, as were the rest of the rooms in the house. Their family were very rich due to the riches of close relatives. Anais knew that her mother and father worked hard, though, both in the house and at their jobs. She tried her best to do her part too, taking care of their newest addition to the family, Julius, the three year old Eevee.
Of course, one may be wondering, who exactly is Anais anyway? As established before, she was the sixteen year old daughter of Julley and Cassidy. She was quite cheerful and boisterous around her family, but around her friends, it was like she was a completely different person. She was what you would call a 'Gossip girl' in her school's society. Her and her group of friends knew everything about the hottest couple or the newest kid in their school. In other words, there was nothing that she didn't know already. In front of her mother and father, she was their little angel. Don't let her fairy like appearance lead you into a false impression of security. At a battling level of 50 exactly, this Sylveon could pack a little more than a punch on the mat.
Her strongest suit in the world of academics would have to be physical education, because no Pokemon enjoyed being cooped up in a room for an hour or so. Plus, it got her able to work on her battling abilities. Battling was by far the most popular subject in the whole school by a landslide, due to the fact that nearly all disputes could be settled on the mat. It gave her an opportunity to join the battling team, since she made a decent battler among her peers. However, amid more experienced students, there was a huge lot of demand to make the team. Not only did you get a decent chunk of veneration from others, but also, there was a chance of you being signed for an actual professional team.
She buttered up a piece of bread and chomped on it for a makeshift breakfast. A horn could be heard from outside at the front lawn. That must have been Uncle Brendan, as her father had explained beforehand.
Anais ran outside with all of her school gear, and looked around for a red sports car. Sure enough, there was no way to miss it. The roaring vehicle stood in all of its glory, sporting the number plate that said: "8R3ND4N 8UR5Y4M0" on it's front and back. The top of the car's hood had been taken off, exposing two Blazikens to the outside air.
The Sylveon ran up to the car and gave both of the fighting types a large beam. "Hiya Uncle Brendan! Hey Barry!"
Brendan gave a wink along with his signature thumbs up to the Eeveelution, gesticulating for her to hop into the convertible. "What's going on, Anais?" asked the elder Blaziken, who was wearing a purple hoodie, with his name on it, and the crest of a Rayquaza on the left pectoral muscle. Brendan had been battling professionally for sixteen years straight, starting off as an exciting prospect before becoming a local legend after two years of battling. Obviously, Brendan was still going strong with his career, travelling to many different regions to broadcast the capabilities of a level 97 Blaziken to the rest of the world. However, some may say that he had at one point obtained the near-impossible feat of being level 100 at age 19. On the other hand, with all of the media and speculation surrounding battling, there weren't much reliable sources to trust. His wife, Jasmine, hadn't really been on the bandwagon for battling like her husband had. She instead took up medicine, and is currently in the midst of teaching junior doctors. This left her to be very occupied most of the time.
"Nothing much." Anais came again, entering the backseat of the car. "How are you doing, Barry?"
Barry was Brendan's quieter, kinder son, as well as an immediate cousin to Anais. He looked exactly like Brendan, but was only a foot shorter and had purple eyes. Supposedly they were his contacts, but Anais figured that it was some genetic mishap between Brendan's azure irises and Jasmine's scarlets. She was never really any good at biology.
On the mat, Barry exhibited exceptional battling abilities, much like his father. Although, He was nowhere near his father's battling level when he was his age. Then, Brendan was level 89 by the time he was seventeen. Fifteen year old Barry, who was soon turning sixteen, was a mere 67. By their current standards, this was still incredibly high. Anais was a little jealous of the Blaziken. He attracted nearly every girl in the school, inclusive of her friends, without even trying. But it was understandable. From a platonic point of view, Anais could confirm that Barry's body shape and personality was one to be adored by any chick within a mile.
"Oh! I'm alright... Thanks." shyly responded Barry, scratching the back of his head in the passenger seat. Like his father, Barry wore a similar hoodie, but in black with a white stripe across the abdomen with the crest of a Xerneas on it. It had officially become a motif for the Buryamos to be wearing a hoodie, or at least some type of garment with their initials on it wherever they go. As for why though? Only Arceus could understand. "Are you looking forward to a fresh new term at school?" asked Barry, although the answer was a lot more than obvious.
"Of course not! Although, there have been some spicy rumors going around..." Anais trailed off, intentionally trying to attract the Blaziken's attention.
"About who?" Barry was aware that his cousin could be very informed at times, a little more than he would wish. The Sylveon found that it was his fault for being out of the loop, though.
Anais chuckled, before responding: "Well, apparently a really cute girl likes you in our class."
Guffaws came from the Blaziken responsible for driving them to and from school, sort of making the car sway from side to side on the road. "That's my boy, Barry! Wait 'till I tell your mother..."
"What! I don't... Well, even if she did, it's none of your Combeeswax, Anais." Well that was one way to make him lose his cool.
"Chill out, Barry. I was only kidding." Barry exhaled and nodded accepting her apology, though feeling a little sullen as he wouldn't be able to know who the Sylveon had in mind. Anais was known for making crappy pranks like that. What else was he expecting? "Also, are there any spaces on the battling team?"
It came to no surprise that Barry had his own spot on the battling team. Via the fame of Brendan Bursyamo, many schools looked in anticipation for the next generation of Bursyamos to hit the scene. However, despite his inherited strength, Barry was certainly not the strongest ever to be on the squad. That role belonged to Alexander Evergreen, who was a whopping level 70. Who was Alexander Evergreen, though? Neither Barry nor Anais knew him personally, but from what they could understand, he was a hardcore Flareon who could hold his own against just about anyone. There had been a rivalry between the Evergreens and the Bursyamos for supremacy, but an outcome could never be reached to determine which of the two the better fighters were. At least, not yet.
"Erm, well I think there are one or two more. You're gonna have to ask coach for that."
The car ride finally ended up with Brendan making a gnarly parallel park outside the school gates. The large buildings loomed over the trio of them, as hundreds of students scuttled to enter the school without being claimed late. "EVERLAST HIGH" was written atop the metal gates in black iron metal. Anais and Barry got out of the vehicle, allowing Brendan to drive off home so he could enjoy his stories. Who knew that the book 'Scalding Harm' could appeal to so many different types of people, despite mainly revolving around romance?
"Alright, you two. I'm outta here. I'll catch you outside, after school." called Brendan, revving the engine once more before skedaddling off the roads.
Anais and Barry looked towards the dreaded institute of mental pain and torture, and unwillingly entered the building. Their first lesson was thankfully gym, because the school knew that students will go absolutely crazy if they weren't allowed to do anything but sit and listen to lectures first thing in the morning.
They entered their form room at the same time, but took seats away from one another. Barry sat next to his friend, Raidon Atos. (RAY-DON/RYE-DON) He was a radical Luxray who had joined the school about sometime before the holidays, and was a generally nice and caring person, despite being a very avid fan of simple tasks such as reading or igniting conversations. At most times, he would remain calm and coordinated of his actions and the people around him. Barry enjoyed the presence of Raidon because he was a very good listener, and from time to time, he would come rushing over to the electric type for advice.
On the other side of the classroom, Anais sat with two of her best friends, Lola, a gorgeous female Lopunny, and Bella, a very cute female Mightyena. All three of them were having a small debate on who in their class was boyfriend material or not.
"Hey Anais. Your cousin Barry is actually pretty cute." commented Lola, who was watching the Blaziken from afar. "He's a Bursyamo too, right? I'd totally hit that up in my bed." All three girls laughed, but one was actually serious about that statement.
"I get what you mean, Lola." agreed Bella, resting her head on a paw to stare at Barry some more. "He's smart, strong, and very, very rich. Can you believe that he's the son of THE Brendan Bursyamo?." Anais rolled her eyes at her friends' vacuous claims. They neglected the fact that it was kind of gross gushing on about a person that you were directly related to.
"Totally not!" Lola cried. "Maybe Barry will be just as toned as his father." she said dreamily, gazing at the Blaziken's formidable stature.
Bella looked to her left, catching her fairy type companion stealing a glance at the electric type next to Barry curiously. The Mightyena giggled. "Like what you see, Anais?" mocked the Mightyena. However, visually, the Luxray didn't look any different from your average Luxray. In fact, he looked a little boring to the eye.
"Ew, no. This guy looks like his favourite colour is grey." That comment from Anais was enough to get the three laughing for a long time. "Plus, you know that I've got my eyes on Nester."
Who was Nester? If you didn't know who he was... Well, keep up! Aside from sharing the name as someone very familiar, Nester Queueneufs (NESS-TURR KYUU-NEWFS) was undeniably the hottest and most popular Ninetales in this whole school. Girls wanted him, and majority of males wanted to be him.
Bella and Lola were aware of the Sylveon's major crush on the Ninetales, and proved no competition to her since no one wanted an angry Anais. "We all know that you like him, so why don't you just ask him out already?" complained Lola.
Anais stared at her cohort like she was concentrating on one speck on her body. "Ask him out?! If it was that simple, I would have asked him ages ago! I just need some more time to know him better, that's all."
That statement was ironic since Anais would never go up to Nestor to confront him directly. She would only examine him from afar.
The class was eventually dismissed to their next lesson as their registration teacher was getting annoyed at their constantly loud chatter. As mentioned before, gym was their first lesson, lasting for about half the day due to popular demand. As Anais walked through the gymnasium doors with her posse, she was welcomed with the smell of new rubber, thanks to the new equipment being installed over the weekend. She took a seat down at the bleachers, along with Bella and Lola at her side. More students filled up the hall, before a Weavile came to the front of the bleachers, and used her loud voice to a produce a bellow that rang throughout the large resounding room.
"LISTEN UP!" Everyone went immediately silent. The Weavile put their hands behind their back and took a good look at the sitting pupils.
"Okay. For those who don't remember me from last term, I'm Mrs. Easel, Coach Easel, or just coach. (EE-SULL) I'll be your physical education teacher for the rest of the year." Slight shuffling could be heard, as well as some murmurs amid fellow students. One brave Tropius in the back of the bleachers put their hand up, to which the Weavile nodded at.
"Can we call you Sal? Y'know, for short?" Mrs. Easel stared daggers at the once audacious grass type Pokemon, ensuring him to get the point immediately. "N-Never mind."
After approximately five minutes of striking fear into the Tropius' heart, Coach Easel moved on with the topic. "Our main focus this year will be battling. Today, I'm going to measure out your battling prowess inside on the mat by matching you up randomly selecting you to have a one-on-one battle with another student. Standard rules."
The murmurs got louder and more anxious. Those who were born battlers were nothing short of hyped up in case they were chosen. Others who were new to the elements of battling were shivering in fear, hoping that they weren't chosen. For the rest that didn't care... Well, they just simply didn't care.
"So, the first battle will be between..." Anais hoped dearly that she wasn't paired with Barry. Whether the Blaziken decided to take it easy on him or not, she would still get creamed by his amazing skills. "Brend- Uhh, Barry Bursyamo, and..."
"Oh, and Lola Punnichi." (LOW-LAR PUNN-EE-CHEE)
The Lopunny next to Anais punched a fist into the air and excitedly pranced onto the mat. Barry simply shrugged at the mediocre challenge and met her on the mat. Mrs. Easel walked over to the two opponents, strolling in between them.
Lola was only happy that she had an excuse to somewhat be closer to the Blaziken. If she was to increase her chances of ever starting a proper relationship with Barry, this would by far be her best opportunity to up their propinquity.
"Commence!" shouted the Weavile.
Barry didn't want to actually hurt the Lopunny he was facing, as it was apparent that she was a bit of an amateur when it came to battling. Therefore, it was actually going to be more difficult to not hurt Lola that it was to hurt her.
Lola dashed quickly towards the Blaziken, intending to stuff an elbow in his stomach. However, in the next second, she found herself amazingly strewn across the floor, outside of the mat. Funnily enough, Barry had simply sidestepped her attack, sticking a leg out so she could thus trip and land flat on her face. The sound of flesh brutally smacking the floor was a quite cringe inducing for the young Barry, but it was all he could do.
Coach Easel was a little disappointed at the very anti-climactic turn of events, much like many other of the student spectators were. Nonetheless, she ticked Barry and Lola's names off the list, and called up her next duo.
"Raidon Atos, and Anais Breon-Solian! Make your way to the mat." The two pupils did as they were told, but Anais wasn't sure on what to expect out of this match up. To her, the Luxray was a very uncool nerdy Pokemon who doesn't pose as much of a threat to her. Even seeming to be a little wimpy due to how unwilling his body language looked. Well, taking into the account that she had been personally trained by Brendan Bee Bursyamo, one of the top five fighters in the whole world without dispute, this Luxray shouldn't be able to do anything to even lay a paw on her.
Anais stood on one side of the mat, while Raidon stood only a meter away from her position. He stared back at her, only with a hint of apprehension being shown in his pupils.
"Commence!" again screamed the Weavile, backing away from the mat for her safety.
Anais begun by using a special attack. She discharged an extremely large wave of light, blinding the Luxray and forcing him to cover his eyes. This left the Sylveon with an opening. There wasn't anything that she could do that would be particularly effective to the Luxray, but now that he was stunned, she temporarily had the upper hand.
Anais charged at the groggy victim, intending to ram the Luxray out of the mat and send him flying to Sinnoh with that sort of speed.
Raidon was still woozy from the blinding attack though, and he wasn't given enough time to react to the speeding Sylveon. Their bodies clashed, with the unfortunate Luxray careering into the air and onto the floor around them. Mrs. Easel went over to the unconscious body of Raidon, confirming that he was indeed knocked out, before assigning Barry to take him to the infirmary. Anais really hoped that Nester was watching all off that, just to prove that she was nowhere near what one would describe as an "Average girl". Unluckily, the Ninetales was too busy striking up a conversation with another Pokemon, who Anais aspired that it wasn't a love interest to him.
Anais returned to the benches, where her friends waited for her. One of them harbouring a stinging red face. However, they didn't really look all that happy.
"Geez Anais. You could have taken it a little easier on the guy, couldn't you?" whined Bella, scratching the top of her head with one of her claws.
The Sylveon plopped on the bench as two arbitrary students made their way onto the mat. "Take it easy? He was supposed to defend himself. What are you expecting me to do?"
Bella weirdly stared at the Lopunny, who was currently applying an ice pack to her face (Although it was worth it), before returning back to Anais to continue her argument. "How about you try not to send him so the infirmary?"
"UGH! What's your problem? If it'll make you feel any better, I can go and apologize to him at break." retorted Anais. Bella nodded at this, before watching the remainder of the battles occur on the mat.
Raidon finally came to, feeling some bandages wrapped around his head. He could still feel the impact of Anais body-checking his side out of the mat every time he pressed a paw to his ribs. To his right sat Barry, casually reading a comic book as he waited. Barry noticed that he was now awake, and immediately put down the book to converse with his colleague.
"Hello again, Raidon." greeted Barry, his polite and formal voice soothing the Luxray. "Are you alright? You took one heck of a knockdown."
Raidon wasn't really sure what to say. At least, he could calm down the Blaziken who must have waited for him all this time by giving him an assuring answer.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks. I'm usually a lot better than that. I'm around level 49." proudly claimed the electric type Pokemon. Barry felt the urge to roll his eyes, but was urged not to by the voice of reason in his head.
"Right. To be fair, Anais very strong, regardless of her appearance. She was trained for about two months every day by a professional battler."
Barry didn't really enjoy making references to the fact that he was the son of Brendan Bursyamo. It was a privilege, yes, but he wanted people to become attracted to him for who he was, not who his father was.
Raidon rubbed a spot on his forehead. "Wow... It really hurts." There wasn't a lot that Barry could do aside from offer the Luxray some packs of ice, but they were melting quite rapidly in his scorching talons.
"Don't worry, you should be fine, as long as you didn't land on anything vital." Raidon was happy that at least one person cared for him out of all of the other students that saw him get wasted.
The door opened. It was probably the nurse coming back to check on him. Surprisingly, it wasn't. It was the last person that both Raidon and Barry thought was going to show up. A Sylveon of average proportions was stood at the entrance. She walked in closer, approaching the blue sheet bedsides that Raidon rested on. As the Sylveon decreased the distance between herself and Raidon, Raidon began to sweat torrents.
"Hey there." said Anais. She knew that trying to make small talk with the Luxray was like trying to teach a Charizard surf. "I just really wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I should have taken it a little bit lighter on you. It's not like you have ever battled before."
Raidon was quite offended. "Oh, no I have. Since I was little actually. I guess I just wasn't paying enough attention when we were battling."
"Really? So you're saying that you could have beaten me otherwise?" Raidon actually didn't realise that was a challenge, so he stupidly nodded. "Hm. Fine. How about this then: You and me, tomorrow, one on one battle, with absolutely nothing to distract you."
"Sure. I look forward to it." Raidon didn't seem to understand that his nonchalant arrogance was really irritating the Sylveon immensely.
Anais sent a salute his way, trying hard to mask her anger, before exiting the infirmary. Barry had been in the midst of that exchange, and when Anais was angry, her fighting ability would skyrocket like crazy.
"Bon deuil." muttered the Blaziken. "You must be pretty confident that you think you'll be able to beat Anais in a battle ever so ardently - you just had to exclaim it to her face." commented Barry, slamming a talon to his forehead.
Raidon looked at his Blaziken buddy, confused. "What do you mean? Don't you think I stand a chance against her?"
"I do, but that's not necessarily the point." Barry shook his head, and began walking towards the exit. "Don't worry about it. Bonne chance." As vague as it was, Barry left the stunned Luxray on the infirmary bed. Hopefully, he would realize the problem with his actions soon.
"And it's the wonder kid, Brendan Bursyamo in the best form we've ever seen, winning another point for the Emerald Deltas!"
The television in Julley's lounge blared at three Pokemon sat on the couch. Brendan had decided to stay at his legal brother's place. Himself, Julley and Cassidy were all sitting on one couch, watching highlights from the past. This one was from the nineteenth match he played in his career while at 16 years old, with a level of 90. The progress made here was rapid – too bad he was slowly losing it as he aged.
Cassidy cradled her son inside of her paws. The petite Eevee was also quite intrigued by the reel being shown on the television. He pointed at the screen and began shouting "Uncle Bruddy!" at the sight of the Blaziken. Brendan caught wind of this and ruffled Julius' hair on his head.
"You really like battling, it seems!" Julius looked at his uncle, and nodded gleefully. "Well if you pick it up at a young age, you'll probably be way stronger than me!" Both Cassidy and Julley laughed at this, but that did not diminish the chance of it actually happening. Now that Brendan had his attention away from the portrayal of his ego, Cassidy decided to speak up.
"Hey Brendan?" Said Blaziken looked up in interest. "I just really wanted to thank you, on behalf of Julley and I. You've really been a great friend to us, whether it be how you spent so much money to help us through the tribulations, opted to take care of Julius and Anais despite having your own son, even how you stood up for us when Abby was... You know."
Julley turned to the Blaziken before he could reply."She's right." Julley never really spoke much anymore, since he was kind of the quiet one, whilst Cassidy was the louder one. But as for this occasion, it counted as a very vital point in time to lament over Brendan's massive helpfulness. "I mean, I can't believe how I haven't actually acknowledged how much of a good friend you are. You never want to be repaid or anything too!"
Brendan chuckled and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Come on guys, you know that it's my habit; I can't help being who I am. I prefer to aid others aside for myself, because it feels like the right thing to do."
"Exactly! That's what makes you the ideal friend! Jasmine is a really lucky gal." commented Cassidy. Julley was a little hurt by that statement, but dismissed it as reading too deep in between the lines.
"D'aww, thanks a lot. I would want to stay a little bit longer, but I gotta jet to pick Anais and Barry from school. Is it okay if Barry can stay the night here? I'm going to be at the Delta's training grounds all day and night."
Julley nodded, putting up a paw. "Of course he can! He's essentially our third child!" Brendan saluted the two, before jogging out of the house to his car, zooming off into the distance. Cassidy turned to her husband, who was still watching the reel. She smiled as she watched him do adorable things unconsciously, such as scratching his head or his ear twitching.
"You know Julley. Things have really taken a better turn for us recently." Without taking his eyes away from the screen, Julley responded.
"Why do you say that?"
Cassidy laughed a bit, slightly weirding Julius out as he was in her hands. "What!? Don't you remember when we first told my mom about the pregnancy?"
Remember? How could he forget? It was one of the varying times in his life when he was without a doubt, scared out of his mind. Don't even get him started on his encounter with Cooper, because... That's a little obvious, ain't it?
"Of course I do! What about it, though?"
Cassidy looked down at Julius, nesting peacefully in her lap. "Look at what's come out of this. We've showed Mom how responsible we can be. We've raised a beautiful child, as well as an adorable pretty Eevee baby. To believe that our parents believed that we couldn't do it."
Julley calmed down and chuckled a bit, moving closer to Cassidy so he could get a good view of his pride and joy.
"Hah, I guess you're right there." Cassidy nodded with glee. Julley put a paw onto her cheek, caressing her soft fur"What others regarded to be the biggest mistake may as well just be the best thing we've ever could have done." replied Julley, looking at the Glaceon, whom he loved to no extent, giving her slightly half lidded eyes with a smirk on his maw. Cassidy got the hint, and gently put down the snoozing Julius.
"How about... We take this upstairs, and see if we can have a third ch-"
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Julley looked at Cassidy. Cassidy looked at Julley. Both of them awkwardly laughed as their precious moment came to an abrupt end. Julley got up and walked out into the foyer, opening the front door. There stood Anais and Barry, only one of them bearing a smile.
"Welcome back, Anais. And Barry! How are you?" loudly proclaimed Julley, ushering them both inside. Barry's smile got even wider as he spoke back to the slightly smaller Umbreon.
"I'm fine, Uncle. Where's Aunt Cassidy?" Julley nodded to the lounge door, to which Barry followed, vacating him and his daughter by themselves in the corridors of his large house. Julley glanced at Anais, copying her frown. That was the face of a Pokemon who didn't have the best time at school.
"Anais. What's wrong?"
Anais put one of her ribbons to her forehead, feeling heat emitting from that specific place. "Don't worry pop. I've just got a headache, that's all." Julley smiled and rubbed his head against hers, happy that she hadn't gotten into any sorts of conflict. He didn't want her life in high school to be anything like his.
"Alright. Make sure you get some sleep. You don't want to know how worried I was when you're mother got a headache." Julley left Anais with those words while he joined the three in the lounge.
Anais, not bothering to greet her mother, went down into the basement. There, her uncle had kept a small punching bag that he had left behind for Julley to build up some muscle. Fifteen years later, and Julley still hadn't touched it yet. Tomorrow was a feat for her. A very large feat. She couldn't believe that that Luxray had so much guts as to challenge her for a rematch, claiming that he wasn't "paying enough attention". Attention her ass. Tomorrow, she was going to ensure that she pummels that Luxray into a pulp, as now, it was personal.
Okay, it's only the first chapter, so I really need to know what you guys think of this. Is it good? Is it bad? Let me know in the reviews section! Next chapter will follow the one-week protocol as 'That Glaceon' did. I hoped that you enjoyed this one, so I'll catch you in the next one. Peace out!
-Awesome Sawss/ Luanastar