THAT SYLVEON
Hello everyone, Awesome Sawss and Luanastar here, bringing you chapter 10. These chapters are coming out quite quickly, I'd say. However, it's all about the quality in my opinion. Now, we are going to continue where we left off from last chapter.
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"Hm… Ooh, this looks cute… Eh, red isn't really my colour, though."
Raidon regretted owning every fiber in his body that told him to make this horrible decision. Here he was, stumbling after the boisterous Anais, who couldn't seem to make her mind up about what to buy. Half of the time, she'd look at an item for 10 minutes, giving Raidon the implication that she was going to buy it, before she would lose her interest, and put it back on the shelves. For the sake of Arceus himself, why couldn't she just purchase something, anything and conclude this seemingly endless torture?
"Eh, I don't think I wanna buy anything today. I'll just keep Barry's money for myself. Wanna go get something to eat?" piped up the Sylveon, grinning as if she hadn't just wasted an hour of his time.
"I-I'm alright, thank you." croaked Raidon, mere seconds away from collapsing.
Anais looked properly at the Luxray, forgetting that she was quite the intense shopper. Maybe he was feeling a little rotten from being ignored all this time. She came a little bit closer to Raidon, making sure to gather all of his very defining features first.
"Uh, Raidon? Sorry if I kind of ignored you all this time. I was just kind of stoked to buy some new stuff."
Raidon looked up sombrely from the floor. "N-No, it's alright. I was just zoning out for awhile, that's all."
Anais could see through his excuses, and felt a strong surge of guilt jolt through her veins. Usually, she'd never feel anything in the slightest after doing someone wrong. However, it was different now.
"I mean… Maybe we could go and get some more ice cream while the sun is still up?" recommended Anais, but still earned some skeptical glances here and there from the Luxray.
"I don't know… Do you want to?"
Now she was sounding desperate here, but it wasn't like she didn't want any ice cream. She nodded graciously, and put a cute little smile on the electric type's face. However, before they could make their move, a bellow met their ears, with a level not so pleasurable on the ears.
"Hey, you guys!" The yell was coming from their left. The sight of Lola, accompanied by Barry, calling out their names was replied with a scowl, on behalf of Anais. Her plans were dashed to the side, and the Lopunny-Blaziken duo took top priority. "Look at what Barry bought me!"
Anais and Raidon drew their attention downwards to the garment that Lola donned, and were kind of shocked to have not noticed it earlier. It was a hoodie just like Barry's, but in a dark, purple color, with different proportions of red scattered here and there across the bosom. As Lola twirled around, she revealed the name on the back which was 'F. Tornupto'. No wonder it was purple and red; Lola wore the alternate kit for the Ruby Omegas, which was to be worn whenever they would battle abroad. However, the main team around here was of course, the Emerald Deltas, so you'd obviously get frowned upon if you wore that in the wrong areas.
"Oh, a Ruby Omega hoodie?" began Raidon, eyeing up the two main colours surrounding the hoodie. "That's nice, I think the colours are pretty cool-looking."
"Thanks, Raidon." Lola sang, twirling again. "And of course, I had to- Er, Barry got me Francisco Tornupto, because I think he's super cute!"
Barry sweatdropped a little. She could have at least mentioned his father's popularity. Then again, he wouldn't want to hear, 'Brendan's so cute' would he?
"So, what did you guys spend with your money?" inquired Barry, straightening up his hoodie.
Anais coughed a little, wanting to take the focus off Raidon, who was clearly flushed by the situation. "Uh, we didn't really buy anything, so we just decided to hold onto the money for now." she elaborated, eliciting nods out of Barry and Lola.
Or, you could just give it back to Barry. You know, since it's his money.
"Oh well. Don't you guys think we should get going now? It's nearly 6 o'clock." advised Barry, looking at the clock on his phone. That was the only function he used it for.
"I suppose so." spoke up Raidon. "But, we'll see each other next week, right?"
Melancholy was now the Sylveon's running theme in her mind, as she was too infatuated with her clothes and other accessories that she couldn't even find the time to spend alone with Raidon. A perfect chance, thrown straight into the trash.
Dammit, dammit, dammit! Why didn't I do something while I had the chance! I completely forgot that Raidon was here with me!
Probably as you were blinded by all of the sales going on at once. Something tells me that getting off Nester is not going to be an easy task.
Nester? I don't care about him anymore. He's just like every other boy.
"Yeah. Had a great time, though, I'll see you all next week." said Lola, sending a farewell to her two peers, and a small wink to Barry, shattering the Blaziken's cool into thousands of pieces.
"Y-Y-Yah… See you next week…" was all that the Blaziken could muster.
Raidon waved Lola goodbye, before turning towards Anais to give her his goodbyes, too.
"I had a nice time, today, but it's gonna get even better as soon as the school trip comes!" bubbly claimed the Raidon. Yet, Anais couldn't just stand there, smile and nod. She needed to take action before she would be plagued over the weekend with a guilty pain breaking her back.
"Yeah, uhh…" began Anais, losing herself in the Luxray's eyes.
Think Anais, THINK!
"So, do you want to exchange numbers?"
Dammit Anais! Out of all of the-
"Okay, that sounds great."
Anais was shocked stiff, her mental capacity writhing in the fact that that actually worked. "Uh… That's great! I'll just write down my number down here, so… Just call me w-whenever, m'kay?" told the Sylveon, barely able to get out what she wanted to say while her shaking paw handed him the note.
"Okay, perhaps when I get back home?" suggested Raidon, feeling a little spark between the strands of his fur.
"Y-Yeah, sure." Anais replied, feeling the same spark - But she wasn't an electric type.
"Great, I'll see you guys later then!" shouted Raidon, happily scampering off into the distance.
Anais turned to her cousin, Barry, who looked like he had just witnessed the longest exchange of numbers in his whole life. To be honest, he just wanted to go home. Though, he knew that he couldn't as of now. He'd probably have to spend the night at Anais' place, as the outskirts of Talonflame heights were a lengthy way away from here.
"Barry! Do you know what this means!?" shrieked Anais, shaking the note that contained Raidon's number on it.
"I don't know, but can we go home now? My knees are sore."
The steady sound of the ticking tock of a clock filled the room like a flock of music to a simple person's ears. A blue, vibrant room confided a quiet, humble Absol, named Abby, once feared by the masses, now lounged on the couch. The only thing to keep her entertained was a few knitting apparatus, and a ball of string. Her lover, had left her lonesome in the morning, but promised every day to return after dark.
She heard the door open and close, a subconscious beam appearing onto her face as she witnessed her 16 year old pride and joy enter the room.
"Afternoon, Mom!" yipped the Luxray, hopping onto the couch with his mother.
"Good afternoon, Raidon. How was school?" asked the Absol, putting down her equipment and facing her child.
"It was swell, Mom! Also, we were handed out letters pertaining to a school trip to a beach resort. Can I go?" asked Raidon, taking out the letter from wherever he got it from, and showing it to his mother.
Abby analyzed the piece of paper carefully, making sure to give a nod every so often. When she was done, she licked her lips and looked down at her seated son.
"So… parents are allowed to come on this trip too?" slyly quizzed the Absol, lifting up one eyebrow that had been piqued by the contents of the paper.
Raidon nodded enthusiastically, though he hoped whatever was going through his mother's mind was not what he was thinking.
"Well, that would surely be interesting, wouldn't it?" continued Abby, giving a small smirk as she signed the form with a pen and handing it back over to her son.
As his eyes focused more on the Absol that sat next to him, Raidon could've sworn that he saw a malicious, shimmering gleam wax over her pupils, giving him the impression that his mother was about to perform one of her old tricks. Perhaps she thought she was 16 again.
"Mom, you're not thinking of coming on the trip, are you?" cautiously queried the curious Luxray. Abby laughed at her son's adorable antics, ruffling the top of his head with her paw, being careful not to scathe him with her claws.
"Of course not! I just know of someone who will, though." sang the Absol, picking up her progress with her knitting equipment and leaving the Luxray bamboozled for an answer.
"A school trip?" began Julley, holding the same paper in his paw. He sat on his couch, aside his daughter, and across from cousin Brendan and nephew Barry. The four of them were simply having some family time while Cassidy was out buying groceries. Julley was supposed to be taking care of Julius, as Cassidy had instructed, but Brendan had come over, and he brought Oran berry juice. Therefore, Cassidy just decided to take Julius with her. Supposedly, she had something in store for him. Can't complain with that. "Remember when we had our camping trip, Brendan?"
"Uhh… The one where I got stuck in the sand?" Julley nodded at Brendan's acquisition. The Umbreon had promised himself, that one day, he was going to look back at all of this, and laugh. Although it pained him to, he would laugh anyways. "I'm pretty sure I threw a tantrum and threw my hoodie out to sea as well, but that was like… 16 years ago."
Barry and Anais sat there in silence, awkwardly watching their parents reminisce of a time that they couldn't comprehend. All Anais wanted was her paper to get signed so she could go upstairs and go on her phone. All Barry wanted was… Well, no one actually knows what the young Blaziken wants from life. All we know is that he wants to battle professionally.
"That's uhh… Great, Dad, but can you sign this now?" pleaded Anais, pushing a pen into the Umbreon's hand.
"Oh, of course. Hey, so parents are allowed to come on this trip too?" read Julley, squinting at the sheet given to him.
OH ARCEUS, NO!
OH ARCEUS, YES!
OW, MY EARS!
"Really? Parents can come? So it's one of these kind of trips, huh?" added Brendan, scratching his chin as he analyzed the conformation paper.
Julley sighed, though, signing only one part of the sheet. "Eh, I'll be out to work then, and so would Cassidy, so I doubt we could make it."
OH ARCEUS, YES!
OH ARCEUS, NO!
WHY ARE WE SHOUTING?!
Brendan looked at the date of the trip, and put on a satisfied smile. "Huh, I haven't got any battles for the next month, so I guess I could hop on this trip."
Anais was sort of indifferent towards the company of her uncle Brendan along with them. He was sort of hip with society, and was certainly a popular person to have around. Though, she could only imagine what was going through Barry's head.
"Uhh… Dad? Are you sure? Don't you have that inter-regional match against Kalos? They need their best fighters from Hoenn, and Uncle Tyson won't be happy if you aren't there!" excused Barry. Though, Brendan was once a 15 year old Blaziken like him - Maybe even a little bit taller - so he knew all of his tricks.
"Nice try, Barry. That match was rescheduled. Now, where do I sign?" Barry groaned, but conformed to his father's wishes by pointing to the section where he could put pen to paper. Brendan glanced at his son, who had a regretful emotion on his face. He smiled and put a talon on Barry's head. "Don't worry, son; I won't get in your way. I just think it'll be a great opportunity to relax a bit, and maybe catch up with Sally, too."
Barry huffed, understanding his father's point of view, nonetheless. However, he hadn't heard much about Mrs. Easel from the beak of his father. It had always been the other way round - During classes, the Blaziken would often find the Weavile gushing on about her adventures with Brendan. Makes him wonder how the past would be any different if he was his father, and his father was him… Probably not a lot.
"Thanks, Dad!" yipped Anais, taking back her form and heading up the stairs.
"Thanks, Pops." muttered Barry, receiving his letter too, and also going up the stairs. Discerning the 'happier than usual' look that his father had on his face, he could tell that he was gonna stay the night, or perhaps, the whole weekend.
Julley met eyes with brother-in-law Brendan, and both of them laughed heartily, opening up some bottles of Oran berry juice and chugging them down, switching on the television to watch some live battles.
Cassidy knocked on the door to a mansion after taking the car all the way to Talonflame heights. Funnily enough, Alice's house - Or castle - wasn't so far from the Bursyamo's (about five to ten minutes away through walking), so she wouldn't be so surprised to see Jasmine here, actually.
She turned to her left, and looked downwards at her growing son, who didn't look so certain with where they were going. She snickered as she patted Julius on his head. He'd never been here before, but there was a one main reason why she had brought him here.
"Okay, Julius." started Cassidy, still waiting for someone to answer the door. "There's someone here around your age, so when you meet them, you should be nice to them, m'kay?"
Julius nodded, and faced the door once he heard footsteps from the other side. A Gothitelle opened the door, dressed in a suit jacket and bowtie, looking like they hated their life in every aspect possible.
"Madame Cassidy." slowly spoke the Gothitelle, giving Cassidy fond memories of Mr. Telepo. "Welcome to 'Chez Ané Maema'. Madame Maema and Madame Bursyamo were expecting you. Right this way."
Julius felt overwhelmed by the butler's formality. Normally, when he would get home, he'd shake himself dry and flop on the couch. It must be boring here for the residents.
Cassidy and Julius followed the Gothitelle through the various hallways that contained priceless musical trophies made out of different valuable metals. Julius could only gawk at the sheen that sparkled off the trophy, wishing he could touch it. However, his mother taught him better manners than that.
Finally, the trio reached the main room: A 60 inch television was the first thing they saw. Seated on a couch meant for five people were Jasmine Bursyamo and Alice Ané Maema, sipping from drinks with ice in them.
"Hey! Cass! You made it!" exclaimed Alice, holding up her drink in celebration. "And you brought little Julius with you! He hasn't changed a bit since the last time I saw him!"
"He sure hasn't! By the way, where's Yuna? I figured these two could get to know each other while they were still young." replied Cassidy, taking a seat in the middle of Jasmine, who Cassidy suspected wasn't sober, and Alice, who looked like she was enjoying herself too much.
"Oh, she's out in the garden, down that hallway, Julius." spoked Alice.
Julius heard the words 'garden' and 'hallway', thus he sort of had the gist of what to do. He trekked on the path outside, abandoning his mother to the smell of Sitrus berry cocktails and some cable television. As he reached the exterior part of the infrastructure, Julius was met with the garden of his dreams. A large, square lawn of green held up a bubbling jacuzzi, as well as a small water slide that still had showers of wild and wet water occurring upon it already. Julius wished that he'd have this garden in his house. Alas, his parents weren't that rich with their jobs.
He heard rustling among the smell of chlorine coming from the pool. Turning to his left, he jumped in surprise as a Growlithe had seemingly appeared out of the very thick air that he breathed, staring him right in the face with their pupils of dark oil.
The Eevee lurched back like he had just encountered a radioactive danger. The Growlithe looked to be around his size - maybe a little taller - and had a smile on their face. Using his three year old initiative, Julius understood that this must be Yuna, as told by his Arcanine aunt and Glaceon mother.
"Hi there!" vibrantly voiced the vivacious fire type. "I'm Yuna, spelled Y-U-N-A! What's your name?"
Julius wobbled slightly on his Eevee legs. He had never heard of that way to make a first impression on someone before.
"I am Julius, spelled J-U-L-E… Wait, that's not right…"
Yuna laughed hard enough to power a lightbulb for about an hour. "You can't even spell your own name?!"
Julius flushed in the cheeks. He was always capable of spelling his name, sometimes without even having to sound it out. However, in front of Yuna, he seemed a shelter, ramshackled and shambling to pieces.
"I can too! I was…" Julius was unable to create an excuse in the time that Yuna could've actually bought it.
"As if! Now, do you wanna play with me, or not?" said Yuna, suddenly, switching the subject. For her, the moment couldn't be any more perfect. She hadn't anyone her age around here to play with her.
The Eevee in front of her cautiously replied with a glare, before slowly nodding cautiously. Smiling, Yuna took him by the paw and began dragging him over to the other side of the garden with great and unexpected strength.
"Then COME AWWWNN!"
Anais laid on her bed, upside down, staring at her phone in wait. Barry was next to the bed, blowing up his air mattress the old fashioned way. She took the fact seriously that Raidon told her that he was going to call her today.
"Come on… When is he gonna call?" asked Anais, albeit to no one.
Barry looked up, panting from all of the effort he had been putting in for the last hour and realizing that he was barely halfway whole. "Doesn't your phone ring when someone calls it? Just put it down and help me out here, Anais."
Anais stared sharp swords and serrated daggers at the breathless Blaziken. "I can't just put it down! What if it rings, and I'm not there to answer it?"
"Anais. Chill, the Fungoos, out. You're only two metres - Or about seven feet - away from your phone. All you're doing is blowing for five minutes. That's all that I'm asking for."
A smile came onto the Sylveon's face.
"AS IN, THE MATTRESS ANAIS, THE MATTRESS!"
Anais jumped off the bed, leaving her phone to the side, and stood at the air's entrance in the inside of the mattress. She wiped the entrance first and foremost, before wrapping her tender lips around the plastic lip, infusing as much air into the plastic sack as she could with one blow. And another. Aaand another. Three blows later, and the Sylveon found herself already out of breath.
But, her phone began to vibrate, deterring her attention from the work in progress. Furthermore, no one was holding against the tip of the mattress so no air could come out, leading to the absolute disaster that was… You can fill out the rest.
Anais collected her device, and answered the call as soons as she recognized the familiar number that she had received on the same day. "*pant*H-Hello?"
"Uh, hello? It's Raidon. H-Hi." Anais could melt at his dreamy voice. Well, it wasn't as good as Nester's… Wait, what was she saying? Anyway, she was just about to reply, but saw Barry by the deflated mattress, pointing at the rubbery mess.
"Oh, *pant* just h-hold on, Barry" said Anais, forgetting how unfit she was.
"Hold on? It's all limp, and now you're gonna have to start again!" whined Barry, sitting down onto the floor aside the mattress.
"Start again? *pant* I was blowing *pant* for a good five minutes, *pant*and you're not even satisfied?" retorted Anais, trying to fit the phone to relax on the side of her head. "Don't worry. Afterwards, I'll blow until the Miltanks come home, alright?"
Barry sighed and slumped on his elbows. "Fine, just hurry up, before I get too tired."
"Thanks." Anais then drew her focus to the Pokemon on the other end of the line. "Hello?"
"Uhhh…" came from the phone. The poor Luxray was wracked with disbelief and confusion. He didn't know whether he should ask what had happened, or maybe he should just keep his mouth quiet, for the benefit of everyone. "Do… Do you want me to call back another time, since it seems like… You're busy."
"Nah, it's alright. I was just helping Barry with something that was stressing him out. Though, we didn't finish, so he's just still stressed." told Anais, picking at the claws on the tips of her fingers. "But hey, that's Barry for you."
"..."
"Hello?"
"Oh… I think my Mom's calling me, I'll have to call you tomorrow. Sorry." excused Raidon, desperately needing sometime to reflect over whatever the heck just happened.
"Really? That's a shame. It's okay, though. I'll just go back to helping Barry. The poor thing thought he could do it by himself. Anyway, see ya!"
The phone line cut, and Raidon was left a perplexed Pokemon. He had no idea what to do next, aside from going to his room, and thinking over everything that he heard within the past five minutes.
Uh… Anais?
What?
You… You may want to have a shower.
Why?
Because you don't know just how dirty you were being just then.
What do you mean? I was just talking about blowing the air matt- Oooohhh… He thought that… Oooohhh…
That's right. Now, Arceus is in the bathroom, making fake puking sounds, though he knows he can't puke, because he doesn't eat anything. Or.. does he? Whatever. See you later dirty girl!
Anais pleaded that wasn't going to be a thing. Regardless, she put her phone down and laid back in her bed, thinking about all the things that she said that could've passed on as a misinterpretation. Damn, that was a lot of things.
"So, are you going to help me or what?"
Anais glared at the bodacious Blaziken.
"Just… shut up, Barry."
I didn't want to say anything more, but… He got pwned.
"Alright, but next time, I'm sleeping in your bed."
Anais' eyes widened, that sentence giving her recollections of the very misunderstood phone call.
"AAHHHH!" she screamed, covering her ears with a pillow and wrapping herself in her blanket. Barry sat there, befuddled, since he always finds a way to take her bed before she does. Perhaps… It was something he said?
That concludes this chapter. Despite it's quite short in size, it's quite jam-packed with the perspectives of the various of different characters. For the dialogue between Julius and Yuna, I actually used my little nine year old sister to fill me in on the terminology that they use in their generation, as well as some things that I remembered as a kid XP.
So here are the responses to your reviews, just as I promised, yah?
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Ambyssin: That's a better way to put it, I'd say! I think that Julley's starting to take a page out of Maxwell's books, no?
NightstriketheUmbreon: Hold onto that thought; See if you're correct in the end!
Bowman01: Hey, thanks for that review! It hasn't occurred to me how many hours I've spent writing this until now, so I kind of feel accomplished, in a way :P But, although Arceus had his time in 'That Glaceon', who's to say he can't return now? He seemed to be the fan's favourite, by a mile. To be honest, even I liked him. XD But, a developing relationship is always a healthy relationship, in my eyes :D
Frostbiteforest: Hmm, naw. I'm intending for the events to be similar, but with different outcomes, reflecting the differences between Anais and Julley.
TOXICMACHAMP: Hopefully, you've recovered from that sunburn, soon, yah? XP In regards to the Lyora joke, I figured that it would be funny if Anais referred to it, but hadn't an idea of the actual intensity of the situation then. Also, yeah, that Abby encounter was tense XD She was a legit threat to the characters when you think about it, bringing in the need of people like Brendan and Jasmine, especially the former, who could hold their own on and off the mat. But hey, here I am analyzing my own story XD
About Luan… You'll have to speak with her :P All I can say is that she's one heck of a busy girl.
CoolAssasinGirl: Chances are, you will get to see a lemon. Yet, chances are, it won't be within the next few chapters or so :P Don't worry, I don't find it weird!
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