THAT SYLVEON
That moment when you realize: This story, Frozen Charm and Evergreen were all updated on the exact same day :P
Personally, I fell that it's starting to feel longer and longer between chapters... or maybe it's just me, who knows? I enjoyed the feedback from last chapter, and I would really like to keep that train going while it still has burning fuel. By the way, over Easter, I'm having some more family coming over, so I'll only really be able to work during the night. Or in fact, I could just send everything for Luan to do. Hopefully, she'll be able to handle this story on her own, right? If that ever ends up being a thing, though, Luan will have to take over.
Also Jirulius, thanks for beta reading this story. Funny how I'm typing this just as you're reading it, am I right?
Just a quick notice - If you haven't a clue on what's going on, be sure that you've read 'That Glaceon', the prequel to this story. But, you guys already know that :P
Awesome Sawss/Luanastar have no affiliation with copyrighted franchises mentioned throughout this story.
The spotlight changes over to the Breon-Solian residence, minus Anais, who was still out on her date. Barry, along with Julley, Julius and Cassidy, all sat on the couch like one big, happy family. Of course, they were watching the daily reruns of the programme named 'Best of Brendan Bursyamo', which evaluated the best performances of Barry's father in action on the mat.
Ever since he was born, Barry always aspired to become like his father, despite the amount of time he spent away from his parents. His father was a mighty role model in his opinion. There never seemed to be anything he couldn't do. He could imagine his name being called out by the audience instead. Alas, that was all in due time... Hopefully.
"Hey Barry, are you thinking of becoming a professional battler like your father?" asked Cassidy, a little bit dirty from her work outside.
Barry nodded with a smile. "Definitely. But, I don't know if I'll ever be as good as my dad."
Julley guffawed from where he sat on the couch, nearly spilling his cup of Oran berry juice. Close call. "Of course you will! In fact, you'll probably be better than him by next year!"
"How? He's level 97!" parried Barry. It wasn't like he was trying to discourage himself. Barry preferred to tackle ideas from an objective point of view.
"So? Brendan told me of the levels you were given yesterday by your gym teacher – level 77 is a huge number for a fifteen year old, something I can never achieve for sure."
Barry looked back to that TV screen, which conveniently had Brendan's sweaty face approach the camera after winning an intense match, and give the viewers a thumbs up. He smiled at that, and concluded that he can do exactly that. If that wasn't enough, he was the son of that Blaziken looking at him right now (hypothetically), so he had epigenetics on his side. It would take some rigorous training and a lot of Moomoo milk, but he can surpass his father without a doubt.
The door opened, and Anais came through the foyer. She was pretty pleased with how today turned out, although it could have been a lot better. She made her presence known amid the members of the lounge, plopping onto the couch as if he had paid for it herself. Cassidy looked at her daughter, and then the clock on the wall. That combination was the mother's special chastity move.
"So Anais. Where have you been?" asked Cassidy, a little bit suspicious of her daughter's movements.
"Ah, just at the school library, catching up on some work." replied Anais, looking confident from previous experiences with lying to pretty much everyone. Cassidy nodded and turned her head back to the programme. That had worked in the Sylveon's favour a lot more than she had expected. If reading all of those teenage romance comic books had told Anais anything, it's that parents would always try their hardest to be as snobby as possible. She couldn't complain though, now she could be aware that that wasn't always true.
Anais packed up shop quickly in the lounge, and threw herself upstairs to her room. As of this moment, she just wanted some time to herself to gloss over her potential future with Nester Queueneufs. She'd listen to some music in the meantime, as that always got her thinking. Maybe she'd pop in 'If you like it then you should've put a choice band on it' to her personal stereo. The song was made by famous pop artist Alice Ané Maema. Her parents always claimed that they were acquainted to the Arcanine in one point during their high school campaign, but Anais always passed it as a load of baloney.
I don't really know how to feel about today, you know?
...
I mean, it's certainly had it's ups and downs.
...
Um, hello? Am I speaking to anyone here, or is this a dramatic monologue?
Oh? You require my expert assistance? Well damn, did you get dumped by everyone on the planet and you're broadening your dating horizons by looking to otherworldly passionate legendaries like myself.
N-No! That's not why I'm talking to you! (Although that would be awesome) I just need someone to talk to about my personal life.
What about Barry?
He's...well, he's basically too oblivious and nice to understand my problems.
Hm. I get it. Just hold on, then we can talk.
Anais felt as if her mind's conversation went blank. Suddenly, a puff of smoke came across the other side of the room among a bright sparkling light. When the smoke cleared, Anais nearly fainted. The legendary form of Giratina stood before her.
"Hey. Sorry I was late. The particle transmission across time and space was weirdly slow today." casually stated Giratina, flexing his wings and sitting comfortably on the floor.
"WHAT!" screamed the Sylveon, ready to dash out to her family down the stairs to tell her about her newfound knowledge.
"Hey, take it easy. Don't go around telling your friends and family about me. I ain't no merchandise, so I don't need any advertisement." Anais nodded, but her mouth was still ajar with amazement. "Also, can I sit on your bed?"
Anais glared at Giratina. He looked about half the size of her entire bed, but was about five times over her own size. "Umm... I guess so." Giratina smiled and jumped onto the bed with glee. Anais could feel herself raising upwards as Giratina's weight was also added to the equation.
"So, what do you wanna talk about? Boys?" excitedly chirped the ghost dragon. Well, that was mostly on the agenda, but Anais never expected herself to wake up this day to talk about her (nearly) sex life with a legendary ghost dragon of which she thought she fabricated out of her own consciousness, but actually lived in some sort of divine bunker out of reach for Pokemon-kind alike.
"Uh. Sort of. You've heard of Nester, right?" Giratina nodded their head. They were a lot more civilized than they had passed on to be. "Well, I went out on a date with him earlier today... Wait, you were basically there, weren't you?" The legendary giddily grinned before responding.
"Duh. Now, what seems to be your problem?"
"There's no problem." Anais waved her paw about in the air, but couldn't get her point across. "It's just, I don't know about Nester anymore."
Giratina tilted their head in befuddlement. "How can you be so sure? You've only just started going out with him. And if there's anything I learned from life, it's to never judge a book by it's blurb. Also, in the words of Jasmine: 'He's HAWT.'"
Despite the legendary's slight mishap in wordplay, the point was made, and Anais recalled a very important life lesson. So if that was the case, what made her so worrying about Nester? Everybody had their times where they would prove to be busy at one point, so what was the problem here?
"Huh. You're right. Plus, it's Nester of all people. Why wouldn't I date him again?" Giratina nodded, feeling accomplished and all fuzzy on the inside.
"Uh-huh! Now, where's your bathroom?"
Anais frowned. "I thought you had no genitals? How do you use the toilet?"
"Pfft, I just want to brush my teeth." Huh. Rare candy solution isn't very good for one's dental health. Duly noted.
"But do you even have a toothbrush?"
Giratina smiled as he left the room. "Not with that attitude!" The door slammed shut. Anais then realised that the dragon would easily be seen in the bathroom if she let them go out wandering the house so carelessly like that. Speaking of which, she just had a conversation with a damn legendary for Arceus' sake. Wow, isn't that ironic.
A knock came from the door. Anais wondered why Giratina would want to knock on the door again. Judging from the conversations she had with Arceus, she could fairly deduce that Giratina wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.
"Come in!" Unless Anais was losing her marbles, Giratina had officially turned into the color of red. That, or it was Barry walking into the room. Thankfully, she hadn't used a pronoun to address the knocker.
"Hey Anais. I think you left the bathroom tap running or something. I tried to open the door but it didn't budge at all." said Barry, sitting on his still pressured air mattress. Although this was an everyday conversation to him, Anais, on the other hand, understood the vitality of the situation, and sought out to fix it as soon as possible.
"Uh, oh. My bad. Lemme go and check that." Anais rapidly jumped off the bed, and dashed towards the door and into the hallway.
The bathroom door was wide open now. Anais peered into the bathroom, and saw the large shadow of Giratina behind the shower curtain, whistling and washing themselves all the while.
"G-Giratina! What are you doing!?"
Giratina peered out from behind the curtain, wearing Cassidy's blue shower cap. "Well excuuuuuuse me, talk about privacy! We don't have showers back at the Hall of Origin. Hey, do you mind if I crash in this place for a while? It's way more roomy than my room."
Anais went silent with dumbfounded confusion. The sound of small, watery pellets hitting the dragon's back being the most prominent sound in the shower.
"You can't stay here! I can't harbour a damn legendary in my house!" complained Anais, turning off the tap water. "You don't belong here!"
"Well dang, that came out a lot more harsh than it sounded in your head." Anais had to just smile on the inside, as the dragon was quite right. Plus, Giratina looked way cuter in that shower cap; there was no way she could just throw him out like that. "But you don't need to worry about me. I'll just cloak myself like so."
Giratina became nothing but a floating shower cap suspended in the air. Like a ghost can, they had turned completely invisible.
"Woah, that's a thing?" asked the amazed Anais. Her day had just gone from a 9 to a 13 out of 10 in this instant.
"Yup! How else would I mess with Arceus' junk when he's sleeping?" That… came out incredibly gross. "I mean, he's got a whole pinball machine that he doesn't let anyone use, yet he's always fooling around with mortals. What a nerd, am I right?"
As ironic as it was, here was Anais, listening to a ghost dragon elaborate about issues their life in her shower wearing her mother's shower cap. She couldn't say that this situation could have been any weirder.
"Look, I'd rather you just stayed in your room up in your origin hall or whatever, and I stayed in mine, m'kay?"
Giratina huffed. They hated their room since Ho-Oh moved in next to him, and he snores too loudly in his sleep. How else were they supposed to watch 'The Big Bang Flabebe' reruns at midnight with that kind of ambience.
"Alright. But tell your father I said hi. And I'm keeping your mom's cap, too."
With a comical poof, Giratina was out of there, and so was Cassidy's shower cap. Anais left the bathroom for her own room, and sat on the bed, hoping to get some sleep to recover from what just happened. Call herself lucky, but she just had Giratina take a shower in her house. You can't get any luckier than that.
"Damn. I just love life. I have a rich family, with an awesomely cute (almost) boyfriend, as well as a dragon wearing a shower cap talking to me in my head. I just feel… So great."
Anais looked to her right after noticing that she was talking aloud, and completely forgot about the presence of Barry in the room as well. As of this moment, the 15 year old Blaziken was rewarding her with one of the most confused and consternated looks one could ever get. However, instead of giving him a snarky retort, Anais did the contrary, by putting a pink paw atop his head and ruffling his feathers with glee.
"Oh Barry! You look so cute with your purple eyes, an' all. Don't you just feel the same?"
Barry never took his eyes off the Sylveon. "Please do not touch me." he said, returning back to his mattress to sleep.
Who else but Barry?
…
That's gonna be an awesome sitcom one day.
The rest of the day and the night went quickly for Anais and Barry. However, the night was longer than one would expect for parents Julley and Cassidy. When the stars were out, the adults followed suit. Both were downstairs, staying up late and enjoying themselves, as they were now adults. They could do nearly everything they wanted. You know, as long as it's right in the eyes of a law enforcement official.
They both watched a movie on their 40-inch flat screen about a giant Passimian that lived on a remote island. For Julley, it was quite intriguing, yet for Cassidy, it was just a hinderance. A time waster. Call it what you will, but it didn't help her in the slightest. Why, you ask? Well, Cassidy was in a sea of sexual frustration once again. Only this time, she was of age to do it whenever she pleased. However, her husband hadn't the willpower to help her out of the predicament.
"Come on, Julley. Just this once?" Julley felt that this sounded very out of character for his usually upbeat and boisterous wife. As they grew, Julley noticed an obvious trend that poked out: Cassidy had more than just breakfast, lunch and dinner floating around in her mind. It wasn't like her to be thinking of such sexual scenarios, evident by the more frequent innuendos she would include in her speech. Julley presumed that it was a side effect from hanging around with Jasmine too often.
As for Cassidy, she believed that behind that semi-emotionless ball of black fur was a secret hound, who had their tongue lolled out every time they saw eye candy walk across the street. If there was one thing Cassidy hated more than the antics of her brother, it was try hard bimbos who try to attract her man. She knew she wasn't the only one. Jasmine even told her of a time where she caught Brendan talking to some nutty Blaziken before one of his matches. Turns out, it was just Bonnie. At the very least, that warned her that one couldn't be too careful.
"I'm really tired, Cassidy. It was a very long day at the office today… I just want to relax." replied Julley, changing the channels with the remote.
Cassidy frowned at his response, but it only motivated her to keep trying.
"I know that, dear, but wouldn't you want me to relieve some of your stress?" Cassidy moved her paws over to Julley's tense shoulders, turning his muscles into jelly at the feel of her gentle touch. A moan escaped Julley's lips. He had needed that all day. However, it was not enough to make him cave.
"Thanks, Cass, but not today. I've got a headache from all the calls I had to make. Turns out, no one knows what insurance is anymore." crudely stated the Umbreon. Although it was digressing from her original objective, Cassidy couldn't help but just laugh at the craft of her witty husband.
"I knew I married the right man." Cassidy leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. "So let's just go upstairs, and-"
"Mommy?" a small voice came from the doorway. Julius, the Eevee of the family stood at the doorway, rubbing his hazelnut irises and exposing his growing teeth to yawn.
Cassidy felt like screaming on the inside. It were times like these, she would actually forget that she was a mother.
"Yes dear?"
"I'm scared. Can you come and sleep with me?"
D'aww! I mean. Ahem. Cassidy truly wished that she could sleep with Julley instead, but who was she to deny her three year old son's requests? She smiled and nodded as she got up to follow Julius up the stairs. But, she took one last look at the smirking Umbreon on the couch, and put on a seductive smile.
"Remember, dear. Tomorrow, you're all mine."
Julley could only laugh like the jolly Umbreon he wasn't.
"Good night to you too, Cass."
"So, like, is it possible to cry under water?"
The daily routine of Barry and Anais walking to school had commenced, typically beginning with the former asking a very unintelligent question just to raise some laughs, but in the case of Anais, would never really work very well on herself.
"No, Barry. You asked that last time."
Barry smiled, knowing that she was terribly wrong. Tears aren't the same as water, but he would let Anais think that for now. But, there was one question that he had been meaning to ask her since yesterday.
"Oh, and Anais?" The Sylveon looked questioningly at the slightly taller Blaziken. It only occurred to her how short he was for an on average, six feet tall fire and fighting type. "Why were you talking to yourself yesterday? You haven't started drinking, have you? You know how it went down last time for Aunt Cassidy."
Anais scoffed. If she ever was to start drinking, she definitely wouldn't tell Barry. Not because he would tell. Far from that, actually. Mostly because he would go on his own tangent about how drinking is bad for your health, and essentially everything they teach you in school. Sometimes, he would traverse the extra mile and explain it scientifically, including chemical bonds and formulas in his answer. Yes, Anais did call him a nerd after that.
"Of course I wasn't…" Anais was feeling hesitant to actually tell him what happened, because she wasn't so sure about his views towards legendaries, as in Arceus, Mewtwo and Giratina - Oh, man, especially Giratina - actually existing out of books and stuff. It's not like there was just some hotline to communicate with them at anytime, thought modern Pokemon.
There were other legendaries that lived among them in the cruel hands of society, but none were as powerful nor as significant as the ones supposedly living in the hall of origins. That would only just prove their existence, though, right? Surely, if there were some legendaries that were in this region, living regular lives, it would only make sense for Arceus and the rest to have some way to enter the mortal world, right? Nope. As adamant as us Pokemon are, we just can't come to terms to accept who we really are, and use fear and ignorance to cover up the fact that we aren't as powerful as legendaries were.
"Hey, umm. Anais? Are you alright? You sort of zoned out there."
Oh yeah. She was in a conversation with this guy. How could she forget?
"Yeah, yeah. As I was saying, I was just on the phone, talking to Lola. you know how she is."
Barry scratched his head, once again in typical Bursyamo fashion.
"But your phone was on the charger in the lounge before I came upstairs…"
"Oh look! We've arrived at school! Speaking of school, have you heard that I'm going out with Nester?" slyly sputtered the Sylveon as she entered through the school gates.
Barry knew that Anais was something different, but now, she REALLY was something different. He could hold it off for now anyways. Everyone had their weird moments. It was best just to let it go.
"Of course I did. You told me after classes." replied the respectful Blaziken. "Speaking of which, how did it go for you?"
It was never unlike Barry to not be polite, but Anais would never expect him to ask her how her date went. In the end, she couldn't really be mad about it.
"Well, I don't want to brag, but… It was amazing." If only it had lasted longer. Then it would be double the amount of amazing.
"What did you guys do?"
Anais put a paw to her chin. There were some things that she had to stretch so she wouldn't sound like a loser for going on an approximately ten-minute date.
"Wouldn't you like to know? Firstly, he tenderly kissed me, picked me up in his strong, muscular yet soft tails and escorted me to one of the finest restaurants around. Very expensive and classy. Next, we ate, and the food tasted soooo good! However, he had to go. He had uh… an interview to attend, so you know."
Barry shrugged. He only heard the vital parts of that story. Thanks for hanging out for Anais for so many years, his brain adapted to filtering her speech into parts that were actually relevant, and parts that were total Tauros-crap. "Sounds alright to me." he replied, lifting his shoulders once again in a blase fashion.
Anais rolled her eyes, and opened the door to their form room. She ditched her Blaziken cousin for her two friends that were finally present. Lola and Bella sat next to one another, chatting away as always while waiting for their favourite fairy friend.
"Heya, Anais!" called Bella, raising up a paw in her direction. Anais smiled and plopped on the wooden seat between them. "We heard all about your date with Nester!"
Anais blushed. That was a little too quick for comfort. There was no way that the information had leaked throughout the school so fast.
"How'd you know about all of this?" quizzed Anais, looking around the classroom, paranoid that this would be the talk of the whole school.
"Pfft, school grapevine. Loads of people saw you run off with Nester, and they probably tailed you there!" scoffed Lola, whipping out her phone and showing the Sylveon a high definition picture of herself and her date walking into the restaurant. Anais facepawwed. Well, she'll at least gain a large sum of popularity, which was the fuel that student's ran on these days. "Don't be embarrassed, Ann! You just went out on a date with THE Nester Queueneufs!"
Haha, now she was all giddy again. "I guess you guys are right. But, how comes you guys are looking for any boys to date?"
Lola snickered a little. "Arceus knows I have. If anything, I've got first dibs on Barry. Look at those arms, for goodness' sake!"
The trio of them laughed in unison. Bella calmed down, and inputted her two cents.
"He's hot, but not my type. I don't know about you guys, but I've got my eyes set on Raidon. He's pretty cute." said Bella, staring into the air.
Anais swivelled round in her seat to take a look at the Luxray, and sure enough, he was there, having a pleasant conversation with Barry. Something shot through her at that point. Something that refused complying with Bella's idea, despite being the best of friends.
"Uh, well. I don't know about that…" said Anais. She slyly knew what she was doing, but in a couple weeks time, Bella would be thanking her.
"What do you mean?" responded Bella.
Using her quick false thinking, Anais whipped up a batch of lies she got from the bottom of her mind. "Well, I've heard that he's secretly a weirdo."
"What kind of weirdo, Ann? You know that Bella digs those types of weirdos." joked Lola, although the Mightyena didn't find that very funny.
"I don't know, but he wouldn't suit you at all, Bella." A strong gut feeling in Anais urged her to persuade her friend not to make any advances on Raidon. Something about the Luxray compelled her, and she didn't want anyone to disturb that connection. Don't you dare get it wrong though. Anais had no feelings for this nerd whatsoever. She just wanted to experiment with him and get to know him better. From what she understood from their last talk, Raidon was quite intriguing to speak with, and that's something she didn't want to lose.
AWW! You're soo cute!
No, I'm not. Never call me that again. Ever.
Ah. Looks like you've turned your tsundere back on.
"You think so?" Anais nodded, not feeling bad about what she had just done in the slightest. Hopefully, that would get Bella away from attracting Raidon away from her. No! She doesn't mean it like that!
The school bell rung, and the students in that classroom got up and left for gym, the most imperative subject of the day, as seen by takers of that class. Anais reminded herself to pick it up from here on out. Battling was a serious sport, to which she could make a serious profession if she tried hard enough.
Herself, Bella and Lola took seats at the bleachers once they had entered the gym. Ms. Easel was waiting already, a clipboard in her claws. Gym teachers always had the most interesting things to say - probably because everyone couldn't wait to get up and start doing something physical.
"HEY! Stop talking! Your lesson will consist of regular battles. However, we will be introducing the two-on-two factor this time, to spice things up." dictated the Weavile. interested murmurs came from the members of the crowd. This school alway frowned upon having double battles against another school, since things would get a little bit too hectic. In the eyes of the students, though, that's what made double battles as exciting as watching fireworks.
Anais looked around for any specific competition. She had told herself that she was going to shine this lesson, and not from the way she had in her last match against Raidon. She was aware that she had basically cheated, but wasn't all that worried about that. Speak of the Giratina, (I find that highly offensive) Raidon sat two levels up from behind her, looking as eager to set foot on the mat as ever. Staring just at that goofy yet cute smile of his, Anais could tell that there was going to be some intense contest. That, of course, relied on who she got paired up with.
Bella was pretty good, at battling, but she wasn't very good at taking a punch. Lola was sort of the same, but at the very least, she was extremely agile, so she could easily dodge oncoming attacks. Raidon… Well, Raidon was definitely Raidon. Anais wouldn't mind having him as a partner, but she wasn't so sure of his fighting style just yet. Finally, Barry. Don't let his miniscule weight, his soothing purple eyes and his silly full name fool you. He's a monster on that mat - Everyone's trump card, depending on who got paired up with him.
Seriously though: Barry Berry Beedot Bursyamo? I think Brendan and Jasmine's favourite literary technique would be alliteration.
"Now, just let me get my clipboard, and I'll match you all up." told Coach Easel. She squinted at the board, and called out names randomly.
"Alright. Now, Anais Breon-Solian? You'll be paired up with…"
Hey, thanks a trillion for reading this chapter of the story. I hope that you enjoyed it. Luan told me that she wanted to reply to the reviews though, so just to distinguish them, any responses from Luan will be in italics. Trust me, it took years just to sort out who will respond to who XD I think that this part in the plot is a little too minor to include a poll in, so we'll just choose depending on who gets the most amount of "YUSS"'s in the reviews, if you, the readers, would thankfully submit your opinion in the form of a review :D. If not, then that's fine. We've got a lot of dice over here.
Kitten-of-yore: Although I sort of run the show around here when Sawss is out of the picture, I don't know when we'll be able to cut some working time out of the plot to give you a mini-chapter about what happens above our characters' heads. I'll see what I can do, though.
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