Mimo leaned out the door of the Ketchum residence and looked down the dirt road. A sharp hiss of air sounded as the bus came to a stop and its doors opened up.
"Come on, guys!" she barked. "We're gonna miss the bus!"
Mimo turned words to action and dashed out the door toward the squat and long, four-wheeled vehicle. Lana followed on her heels a moment later. Kiawe reached the doorway but paused and turned back around.
"MALLOW!" he cried out desperately.
Inside, the green-haired girl was chortling and making her way toward the door. Beside her was Delia, doting on her like she was her daughter.
"Now, make sure you enjoy these sandwiches," Ash's mom said in a mindful tone. "You're always feeding everyone else but not eating yourself."
Mallow smiled. "Okay, I will!" she said in a happy yet bashful voice. "Thanks so much for loaning me your coat!"
Delia smiled. "I'm happy to do it. I hope you find everything you're looking for."
Kiawe tensely glanced between the bus and the girl he cared for. "MALLOW!" he squawked.
Mallow slung a small satchel over her neck and shoulder before waving goodbye to Delia. "Thanks so much!" she said energetically.
Delia smiled back. "Anytime," she said happily. "Stay safe!"
Mallow glanced between Kiawe and Delia before she took a few quick strides and headed for the bus. She shrugged her shoulders so the magenta colored winter coat surrounding her settled evenly over her body.
"It sure was nice of Delia to let me borrow this," she commented to Kiawe.
Kiawe nodded and urged Mallow to walk faster. "Yeah it was!" he said. "I'm glad you're not going to be cold anymore."
Mallow chuckled. "Yeah, if I didn't have this, I'd probably have to lean against you to keep warm while we're in Saffron City.
Kiawe's eyes widened and a small whimper of dismay emanated from him in sad realization. Suddenly he wished Delia hadn't loaned Mallow the coat.
Mallow playfully elbowed Kiawe's muscular side. The dark skinned man from Alola had deviated from his usual form and was wearing a red and black, flannel, long-sleeved shirt. He'd done it to keep warm as the temperature in Kanto had continued to slowly drop.
"You're always so hot-blooded, Kiawe, but If you weren't wearing that, you'd probably have to lean against me to get warm," she said with amused irony.
Another pathetic whimper escaped Kiawe's throat. It seemed like fate was determined to endlessly tease him with the most beautiful girl on the planet.
Within a few seconds they'd reached the bus. Mimo and Lana had already gotten onboard and Kiawe and Mallow had to wait for a few other passengers to get on and disembark before they could climb up the small set of stairs into the vehicle. A pair of chattering tourists with cameras slung around their necks got off followed by a woman surrounded with a large, black, trench coat. The two friends from Alola then climbed up the stairs and glanced around for Lana and Mimo. Kiawe spotted them on the left side of the bus, halfway toward the back.
Kiawe glanced at Mallow who was fumbling with a small money purse in an effort to pay the bus toll. "Uh, I'm sure I've got the correct change," she mumbled.
Mimo abruptly stood up. "Hey, big brother, come sit next to me!" she shouted.
Kiawe looked at Mallow and she sent him a quick smile. "Sure, go ahead," she said sweetly.
With a subtle smile, the man from Alola turned a walked back to where Lana and Mimo were sitting. His little sister was seated in the row in front of Lana. Mimo was in the seat next to the aisle while Lana was sitting next to the window. Mimo grinned and looked at Kiawe with smiling eyes. She patted the window seat next to her in an inviting manner.
Kiawe turned and awkwardly slid between his sister's knees and the seat in front of her. He settled down into his seat and let out a sigh. Then, behind him, Lana spoke up.
"Hey, Mimo, come sit next to me!" she said eagerly.
Mimo giggled before twisting out of her seat and into the one directly behind her. Kiawe grunted in puzzlement and glanced back at the two girls.
"Hey, what‑" he began.
At that moment, Mallow arrived and chuckled. "I thought you were sitting next to Kiawe," she said to Mimo.
Mimo put on an indifferent face while Lana pulled out her phone. "Yeah I was, but Lana wanted me to play some Pokémon shuffle with her!"
"It's so much fun with two people!" Lana deadpanned.
Mallow chuckled and Kiawe groaned. He'd just been played by his little sister yet again! The green haired beauty from Alola sat down next to Kiawe and sighed happily.
"Well, looks like I'm riding with you," she said.
Behind him, Kiawe heard a barrage of sniggers from the two girls. Mallow frowned and glanced back at them.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
Mimo and Lana, their faces flushed red and tense with amusement, did their best to appear nonchalant. "Nothing..." they said innocently.
The doors of the bus swung shut and the vehicle shuddered as it began to move. All of them shifted in their seats to get comfortable. A moment later, Mallow's phone abruptly rang. The green haired girl reached into her messenger bag, retrieved the device and answered the incoming video call.
An image of Lillie's frowning face and intense, green eyes appeared on the small screen. The young woman's platinum blonde hair was pulled back behind her head into a large, elaborate braid surrounding a ponytail. Although only her face was visible, small glimpses of her neck and shoulders showed that she was wearing her Ultra Guardians suit. She was walking quickly and the image shook in-time with her footsteps.
Mallow smiled broadly. "Oh, hi Lillie!" she said in a friendly voice.
"Are you all still in Kanto?!" Lillie asked with a huff, her pitchy voice cracking as it usually did when she was stressed.
Mallow blanched at the retort and replied in a sheepish tone. "Uhh, yeah. We're actually heading to Saffron City right now."
Lillie sighed heavily and her frown deepened.
Mallow tried to smile and scratched idly at the back of her head. "Uhh, so, what's up?" she asked in a casual voice.
Lillie huffed again. "The Ultra Beasts are what's up!" she warbled with a bit of indignation. "We just got another call; the third one this week!"
Mallow pursed her lips and tensely glanced at Kiawe. Before they'd left Alola, the Ultra Beasts had been silent for nearly three months. Ultra Wormhole events had been at an all-time low.
Lillie started climbing inside of some sort of vehicle and the view became chaotic for a moment. "How long are you going to be in Kanto?!" she asked in an unhappy voice.
Mallow frowned and glanced at Kiawe again. He shrugged sheepishly in reply. They hadn't discussed how long they would be staying at the reserve. Now that Ash was back, they could leave. But, on the other hand, being in Kanto was a lot of fun…
Kiawe leaned into view of Mallow's phone. "Hey, Lillie, I promise as soon as we get back we'll help you out with the Ultra Beasts."
Lillie grunted unhappily and sat down in what appeared to be a pilot seat. "I hope it's soon. It's just me, Sophocles and Gladion to take care of things right now." She glanced away from the phone and spoke in an authoritative voice while reaching for something off-camera. "Set course for the latest event!" she commanded.
A male sounding, computer voice promptly replied. "Course plotted. Beginning take-off sequence."
Lillie looked back at the camera. "Hurry back, okay!" she said in an insistent tone.
A bead of sweat formed on Mallow's brow. "Okay, we will!" she squeaked.
Lillie sighed and nodded in reply. She reached for something else off-camera and Mimo took the opportunity to stand up and peer over the back of Mallow's seat.
"Hey, Lillie!" Mimo sang.
Lillie grunted and looked at the teenage girl.
Mimo smiled broadly and spoke in an eager tone. "Tell Gladion I said hi!"
Lillie groaned and rolled her eyes. A moment later she reached for her phone.
"Please hurry back!" she said with some desperation. A second later, the call ended and the screen went black.
Mallow stared at the blank screen with a conflicted expression on her face. Behind them, Mimo and Lana exchanged whispers and giggles.
Mallow sighed and put away her phone. "Well, it sounds like Lillie's got her hands full!" she said with some regret and guilt in her voice. "I guess we should probably be getting back to Alola soon."
Kiawe paused a moment before replying in a kind voice. "Yeah, but at least we get to enjoy this bus ride!" he said, trying to dissipate the tension.
Mallow appeared thoughtful for a moment before she smiled and nodded. "Yeah, this should be a fun ride!" she said in a happy voice.
Kiawe abruptly heard more sniggers behind him followed by Mimo faintly whispering.
"I'll bet he wishes Mallow would take him for a ride!"
Lana giggled naughtily. "Definitely!" she whispered in reply.
Kiawe groaned. This was going to be a long trip.
As the bus' engine rumbled and the vehicle pulled away down the road, the two tourists started snapping pictures and chattering to each other in rapid exchanges. They passed by the woman in the black trench coat and continued on down a side path further into Pallet Town. Yvette watched them go and then scanned her surroundings. Pallet Town was just like the travel description had said; quaint, small and rural. She'd flown over plenty of towns like this and had always thanked her lucky stars she didn't live in one. She thought it was more than ironic that she was now pursuing a man from such a place. The lengths she would go to for a relationship…
Yvette turned and started walking down the dirt road… Something else she could hardly believe. Hadn't they heard of pavement? As she walked, a gust of wind blew and sent a shiver up her legs as it swirled underneath the hem of her trench coat. She would be glad to get inside and out of the cold weather.
She looked ahead and fixed her eyes on the Pokémon reserve atop the hill, in the center of Pallet Town. A small smirk pulled at the corner of her lips. She was looking forward to seeing Ash for a second time; hopefully alone this go around.
As she walked, her stride naturally morphed into an eye-catching sashay. It was just one of the countless weapons in her feminine arsenal. She shrugged her shoulders and felt a tingle of sexual anticipation worm its way through her body. She was really looking forward to bedding Ash. It had been nearly two weeks since she'd last been with a man. She was very ready for her dry spell to come to an end.
Delia was in the process of washing dishes when she glanced out the window beside her and saw a woman with long, black hair, wearing a trench coat, walking down the road. She paused in the middle of her activity and stared at the newcomer as she strutted along the path.
At that moment, Mr. Mime entered the kitchen, speaking happily as usual. The always helpful psychic type walked up to Delia and abruptly became silent upon seeing the expression on Ash's mother.
Delia frowned and eyed the woman for a few more seconds. She was walking briskly in the direction of the Pokémon reserve. She didn't know why but an ominous feeling began to swirl inside her stomach.
After climbing a large staircase, Yvette strutted down a walkway leading to the front door of a large building. She assumed this was where people worked and perhaps lived. There were several other buildings nearby; all of which looked like they ought to be torn down. She scoffed at the farmyard appearance of everything surrounding her. How and why one of the world's best Pokémon trainers lived here she couldn't guess.
During her trip here, she'd considered staying the night once she'd successfully bedded Ash. Now, after seeing the place, there was no way she was sleeping over. She'd have to be content with one sensual romp with Ash. She'd be sure to make it a memorable one for him! He'd be coming round to her penthouse in Vermilion City in no time.
She reached the door and knocked four times in rapid succession. As she waited for a response, she glanced around and wrinkled her nose at the rural surroundings. How could people live like this? She heard a few muffled footfalls from inside and turned her attention back to the door. A moment later, it swung open and she laid eyes on the raven haired man she would soon be laying with! She smiled broadly and slightly inclined her head to the side. It was a pose which had worked a hundred times.
Ash's eyes widened. "Oh, uhhh, Yvette!" he said with a sheepish expression. "Hi!"
"Hi, Ash!" she said in a charming voice. "I hope I didn't catch you in the middle of anything."
Ash let his arms idly sway at his sides and appeared at a loss for words. "Uhhh, no, not really. I actually just finished with some work and my friends just left on a trip."
Yvette felt a spark of excitement snap inside her chest. If his friends had left, did that mean they were all alone? This might be easier than she thought.
"Oh, good," she sang. "I was hoping you wouldn't be busy. I'm sure this place keeps you going all the time."
Ash shrugged nonchalantly and made an embarrassed expression. "Well, here and there," he said. "It's a lot of fun, honestly."
Yvette nodded and adjusted her expression so she appeared a little more feminine and emotional. "Oh, good," she said, even though she couldn't care less for the happenings of this place. She took a breath and continued. "Ash, I came here because I wanted to properly thank you for saving me and Salamence!"
Ash partially grinned and shrugged yet again. "No problem," he said in a bashful tone.
At that moment, a breeze of cold air blew and Ash glanced first at the outside, then at Yvette and finally at the open door. "Oh, uhhh, would you like to come inside," he said quickly while gesturing toward the inside of the building. He'd suddenly realized he had a guest who was currently standing out in the cold.
Yvette took in an energizing breath and smiled in appreciation. He'd made a move and she was going to take full advantage. She could practically feel Ash's manly firmness sliding inside her! Everything was going according to plan.
"Oh, thanks!" she said sweetly. She walked through the door, making sure to gently brush her shoulder against him as she passed. She hoped the perfume she had put on at home was still strong enough for him to smell.
Behind her, Ash shut the door and stepped past her into what seemed to be a kitchen and dining room. Yvette made an effort not to cringe at the sight. The appliances looked like they had been scavenged from a third-world country. The flooring had probably been new… when it had been installed a century ago. The dining table and chairs….. she'd seen better looking firewood in her days.
Yvette shook her head and tossed aside her revulsion at this backward town. She looked at Ash's muscular arms and strong frame. He clearly got a lot of exercise working at this place. He was sure to have great stamina! She would definitely put him to work!
"I didn't really get to thank you properly for helping me out," she said in a charming voice.
Ash smiled kindly. "Happy to do it," he said with a chuckle. "Fearow can be trouble. I've had a few run-ins with them over the years."
Yvette opened her mouth and let the tip of her tongue slide across her upper row of teeth. Being alone, inside with Ash was positively intoxicating. It was time to make her move!
"Could I trouble you for a drink of water?" she asked in a feminine tone. "I'm a little parched after the bus ride here."
Ash made a casual nod and turned toward the cabinet behind him. "Sure," he said, pulling open the door and retrieving a small glass.
Yvette grinned hungrily as a quiver of anticipation rolled through her body. With Ash's back turned to her, she reached up and undid the trio of large buttons holding the trench coat closed. Even though Ash couldn't see it, she gripped hold of the two halves in her left and right hands respectively and opened the coat with a big, dramatic flourish.
Underneath the black coat, the girl from Vermilion City was wearing a full-length, black dress which showed off every female feature she had to offer. The skirt of the dress reached below her knees, however, there was a cut in it which ran up the left side to just below her hip. The result was that though there was lots of shimmering, black fabric covering her legs, one could always catch a glimpse of a bare calf, thigh or even an entire leg, every time Yvette so much as shifted her stance.
The torso of the dress hugged Yvette's body so tight it might as well have been a second skin. There was an indentation where her bellybutton was and her fully filled-out, athletic body displayed an impressive hourglass shape. She was no waif or petite woman; her body was strong and her shoulders broad.
The top of the dress was by far the most alluring. There, Yvette's impressive bust was half-covered by a low-cut v-neck which showed all of her cleavage. Behind her shoulders, most of her back was open to view as the dress curved down to just below her midsection. Her fair skin, intense grey eyes and smooth motions made her beyond striking in appearance.
Yvette smiled and casually folded her trench coat over the back of one of the chairs. She took in a deep breath and felt her bust strain against her dress. She'd worn this fabulous outfit on two other occasions. Each of them had ended with her first beneath and then on top of the male companion she'd met those evenings. She was certain Ash would make her three for three! She waited for him to finish filling the glass of water and turn around.
"Here you go," Ash said, turning to face her and holding out the beverage.
Yvette smiled sweetly, leaned forward so Ash could get a bit better view of the gap between her breasts and spoke in a warm voice. "Thank you so much, Ash!" Her eyes bored into his and she waited for his gaze to drop down to her bosom. This was simply too easy!
Ash nodded curtly and looked away. He stepped over to the side and glanced into the other room, his eyes tracking downward to the floor.
"Hey, Pikachu!" he called out, stooping over slightly.
A moment later, the electric mouse Yvette had seen him with the previous time they'd met bounded into view. The creature happily cried out while nuzzling against Ash's leg. Ash chuckled and rubbed his Pokémon on the head.
Yvette pursed her lips, not quite sure of what to think of Ash not instantly falling for her sensual appearance. This had only happened once before and, ever since, she'd always endeavored to make sure her male pursuits were interested in women. She certainly hoped she hadn't made another misjudgment. She turned toward Ash and took a couple of long, slow steps, making sure to allow her hips to fully dip and sway.
"I'm sure someone as famous as you gets women dropping by all the time," she commented.
Ash snorted and shook his head. "Yeah, uhhh, not really. I mostly just stay out of the spotlight."
Pikachu looked over at Yvette and his eyes immediately went as big as dinner plates. The yellow mouse croaked out a few bewildered cries and suddenly bolted for the backdoor.
Ash frowned as he had been in the middle of rubbing his best buddy's head. "Uhh, Pikachu?" he said in puzzlement.
Yvette eyed Ash extremely carefully and chose her words strategically. "I'm sure the girls still find you on occasion," she teased. "Do they throw themselves at you like those rock stars you see?"
Ash sniggered and blushed slightly. "Nope! I haven't had that happen!" he replied.
Yvette felt hot satisfaction boil up inside her. She was on target once again. It seemed Ash was just a little harder to get than the other men she'd bedded. She was more than fine with this. A challenge would be fun. It would make the sex all that more enjoyable!
My heart was pounding as I raced toward the backdoor. I leapt up to the handle, grabbed hold and opened the door. With practiced agility, I swung my bolt-shaped tail around and into the wall, pushing the door open with ease. I promptly flipped off the handle and out into the chilly backyard.
I landed on my feet and glanced around to see who was nearby. This Yvette woman was clearly intent on Ash and I needed help! I spotted Charizard and Lucario standing a short distance away. There was a dozen or so small, wide-eyed Pokémon standing in front of them listening to the two veterans of battle describe some of their clashes. The two of them weren't my first choice for dealing with this sort of situation, but they would have to do. With a frantic cry and dashed toward them at great speed!
Lucario's ears perked up and both of them turned to face me. I skidded to a stop and shouted that Ash was facing a great danger.
Charizard immediately growled, narrowed his eyes and curled his clawed hands into fists. Lucario grunted and dropped into a fighting stance while beginning to scan the surroundings for threats. The fighting type demanded to know where and what this threat was.
I stood up and pointed at the main building while retelling as quickly as I could Yvette's arrival, her appearance and her clear intent at wanting to mate with Ash.
Charizard unclenched his fists, grunted and became contemplative. Lucario, meanwhile, visibly wobbled and groaned uncomfortably while looking at me with wide eyes. After a few seconds of apoplectic expressions, Lucario awkwardly muttered that Ash would never dishonor himself and Serena by mating with another woman.
I clinched my teeth as I struggled with the dilemma of Ash's devotion to Serena. At heart, I agreed with Lucario, however, I'd seen what Yvette looked like. Ash was so naïve when it came to relationships. Leaving him alone with that woman was like abandoning a bunch of eggs in a lair full of Ekans!
Charizard used a clawed finger to stroke his chin. He rumbled that Lucario shouldn't be so quick to dismiss the threat.
Lucario turned around to face the fire type and bluntly asked if the other doubted Ash's proven dependability and dedication.
Charizard snorted and flatly declared that he didn't doubt Ash at all. However, he continued that humans essentially went crazy when confronted with a very attractive member of the opposite sex. Their urge to mate took over and there was nothing they could do to resist it. He then elaborated, in poetic fashion, that human legends told of wars which had started and nations which had fallen because of this very phenomenon.
Beads of sweat formed on Lucario's brow. The Pokémon cringed some more and struggled to find words to speak. With visible discomfort, the fighting type moaned and grunted that they should err on the side of caution and have a look at this woman to make sure there was no risk of her mating with Ash.
I nodded in agreement and was about to direct us back to the main building when a small Azurill nearby spoke up in a youthful, innocent voice. The water type politely asked what mating was while all of the other young Pokémon looked on intently.
I, Charizard and Lucario all cringed in dismay, having forgotten about the little ears which had been listening to our conversation. Ash's fire type swiftly said it was grown up business and started shooing the group toward Sceptile, who was soaking in the sun, some distance away. When the little ones started asking more questions, Charizard said that Sceptile had tasty berries with him and then used his wings to blow the youngsters toward the unaware grass type.
With the curious youths dashing toward Sceptile, we all turned and made haste to the main building. We stopped at the backdoor and Charizard pressed his snout against the small window so he could see inside. I jumped up on Charizard's head so I could see if anything had changed.
Ash was rummaging around inside one of the cabinets while Yvette was using one of her arms to lean against the kitchen table. She'd extended one of her striking legs out of the cut in her skirt, obviously trying to draw Ash in with the alluring sight of her smoothly shaven calf and thigh.
Charizard eyed Yvette and let out a grim declaration. He said that this woman was the real deal and they needed to get her out of here as quickly as possible.
To the side, Lucario sulked, arms folded in unhappy annoyance. The aura Pokémon grumbled and scoffed at Charizard's comments. He reiterated that Ash would never betray his love for Serena. He said no woman could ever cause Ash's eye to wander.
Charizard raised an eyebrow and sent Lucario a dubious expression. He invited the confident steel type to have a look at Yvette.
Lucario grumbled again and plodded up to the window. With paws raised to shield the sun's glare, the fighting type peered inside, saw Yvette's legs, curves, dress, hair, sizable bust and massive cleavage and promptly swore in dismay.
Charizard nodded solemnly and again said that we needed to take action. Lucario spun around, sporting an apprehensive expression. The master combatant was perfectly at-home on the battlefield but anything to do with Ash and Serena's romantic relationship made the fighting type's stomach churn and knees shake. I watched Lucario stare helplessly into space for several seconds before a brilliant idea popped into my mind.
I promptly spoke up and told them of my plan. The idea was simple enough. Just like every girl Ash had ever encountered, other than Serena, I'd simply shock her with enough voltage to set her hair smoldering.
Lucario immediately smiled in relief but Charizard frowned. The dragon-like Pokémon asked how exactly I could get away with walking in there and shocking Yvette.
A devilish smirk formed on my face. I told them that no woman had ever been able to resist my fuzzy cuteness. I'd simply walk in there, she'd give me hug and that would be that.
Charizard and Lucario exchanged looks and grunted in agreement. This was a good plan! I let out a confident shout and stepped up to the door. Lucario silently opened it and I slipped inside.
Ash sheepishly passed a small snack bag to Yvette and managed a smile. "Uh, sorry I don't really have much to eat at the moment. I'd just started a batch of biscuits, though. They should be ready in a little bit."
Yvette smiled and graciously took the offered snack. She internally debated replying with an innuendo that if Ash was hungry, she had something he could eat, but she decided against it. It seemed like subtlety wasn't working with this one.
"So, do you ever get lonely, here on the reserve," she said with feminine exaggeration.
Ash frowned and partially shrugged. "Well, I've got the Pokémon here. They're always lots of fun." He gestured toward the door, "Plus, I've got my friends from Alola, right now."
Yvette ate one of the snacks and slowly licked her lips. She moved her tongue in a sensual fashion and kept staring at Ash.
"So, you're the only human here, right now?" she asked in a sultry voice.
Ash opened his mouth to reply when Pikachu happily cried out and bounded into the kitchen. The electric type hopped up on the table and playfully chirped while wiggling his ears.
Ash chuckled. "Hey, buddy. Why'd you run off earlier?"
Pikachu simply made a few happy sounds and turned around to face Yvette. The yellow, mouse-like Pokémon walked up to the edge of the table facing Yvette and emitted noises which were the essence of cuteness.
The black haired woman regarded Pikachu for a moment and then stepped toward Ash. She briefly petted the top of Pikachu's head while saying, "aren't you cute," in an offhand manner. She then continued on her way, her shapely buttocks swaying just inches from the electric type's smiling face.
Pikachu's demeanor immediately fell. His postured slumped and he frowned both in insult and frustration. He glanced at the window of the backdoor and saw Lucario and Charizard anxiously peering through the glass with looks of desperation and dismay. They clearly weren't impressed with his lack of results thus far.
A bead of sweat formed on Pikachu's brow and he hopped down from the table. He quickly dashed past Yvette's feet and jumped up on the kitchen counter in front of her. He cocked his head to the side, let out a soft, cute cry and looked at Yvette with shimmering, wide eyes. It was simply impossible for a girl to resist so adorable a creature!
The woman from Vermilion City paused and glanced at the fawning Pokémon. "Okay," she muttered dismissively, flashing Pikachu a brief smile. She turned toward Ash and reached up so she could adjust the straps of her dress. She pulled them forward, causing the front of her dress to drop, and a little bit more of her feminine flesh to be revealed. She then spoke up in an alluring voice.
"You know, even though I travel a lot, I get lonely all the time," she said.
Pikachu frowned and his ears again drooped. He watched as Yvette reached up and ran a hand over her bosom, causing the elastic flesh of her chest to bounce and jiggle. Ash, however, saw none of this. His attention was fixed on a Doduo he'd been watching through the kitchen window. A smirk suddenly formed on Pikachu's face and the small Pokémon let out a jubilant cry. Without warning, the electric type leapt toward Yvette, sporting a big, happy smile.
Yvette grunted in surprise and instinctively raised her hands to catch the incoming Pokémon. Pikachu landed softly in her arms and gently thudded into the large amount of padding Yvette's bust provided her. The electric mouse chirped sweetly and buried his head into Yvette's cleavage so one of his red cheeks contacted each breast. The cunning Pokémon then smirked evilly and took in a breath.
A sharp cry sounded and Yvette suddenly exploded in a bright flash of discharging electricity. She shrieked in pain and surprise as her hair stood on end and her body spasmed. Ash whirled around just as the sparking display ended. Pikachu let out a happy cry and leapt from the smoldering form of Yvette to land in Ash's arms. Ash stammered for a moment as he glanced between Pikachu and Yvette.
"PIKACHU!" he finally said in a sharp rebuke. "WE DON'T SHOCK GUESTS!"
Pikachu's smile immediately fell and the Pokémon crossed his arms in defiance. Yvette teetered on her feet and Ash quickly set Pikachu on the kitchen counter. He reached out to catch Yvette just as her legs gave out.
"I'm so sorry," he said in an apologetic voice, cradling the shapely woman in his arms. "Sometimes Pikachu can get a little overly eager!"
Yvette let out a groan and her eyes fluttered for several seconds. Her gaze finally fixed on Ash's face and she immediately let out an exaggerated moan.
"That was quite a jolt," she wheezed. "I can see why you're one of the best Pokémon trainers."
Ash smiled sheepishly. "Uh, thanks," he managed.
Yvette smiled kindly and reached up so she could caress Ash's cheek with the fingers of her right hand. "Thanks for catching me," she breathed.
Pikachu's eyes widened in horror and he looked like he was about vomit. At the backdoor, Charizard and Lucario's eyes also went wide and they sent furious looks at Pikachu. The plan had epically backfired! The electric mouse sent one quick glance at his trainer and bolted for the backdoor.
I dashed out the backdoor and Charizard slammed it shut. The large fire type immediately started ranting about how I'd botched the simple task of driving Yvette off.
I stood up and planted my hands on my hips. I told Charizard that if it was so easy to drive off the woman, he should do it. I'd done my part and shocked her quite thoroughly in her sensitive bits. I couldn't help it if her desire to mate with Ash was stronger than my attacks.
Lucario groaned and pawed at its ears. The embarrassed fighting type begged that we not use such visceral language in describing what Yvette wanted to do with Ash.
Charizard rolled his eyes and huffed. He said that we needed a new plan; something which was more subtle.
At that moment, Sceptile stepped into view and asked why in the world a bunch of youths had accosted him and demanded to be fed berries.
Charizard and Lucario exchanged awkward, cagy glances. A moment later, both of them shrugged and said they had no idea.
I shook my head and shouted that we needed to stay focused on the huge problem we were facing. Sceptile looked at me and asked what was going on. I was just about to explain when Bulbasaur and Oshawott came trotting up. The master diplomat asked why the little ones were going crazy and running all over the reserve.
Sceptile sighed and said that when he'd told the small Pokémon he didn't have any berries with him, the little rascals hadn't taken no for an answer. He'd finally fed them a bunch of Mago berries which happened to be nearby.
Lucario cringed and slapped a paw to its face while Charizard rumbled that the parents of those little Pokémon were going to have quite a time putting them to bed after they'd consumed berries which were known for being extremely sweet and full of energy.
Oshawott laughed and started to brag that he could down a half dozen of the berries without issue.
I groaned and pulled at my pointed ears in frustration. I loudly restated that we needed to forget about the little ones and focus on Yvette.
Sceptile, Bulbasaur and Oshawott all looked at me in puzzlement and asked who Yvette was. I quickly told the story of how Ash had met her and how she was intent on mating with him. Sceptile and Bulbasaur both looked concerned while Oshawott appeared intrigued. The water type asked if she really was as attractive as I'd described. Lucario groaned an affirmative and Oshawott prompted moved over to the door, looking excited.
With a big jump, the sea otter Pokémon bounced up to the window and grabbed hold of the frame. He peered through the glass and took in the sight of the striking, black haired woman. Though her hair was still frizzy, she'd regained her seductive form and was currently sitting in a chair, allowing Ash to tend to her. She kept rubbing at her bosom where I had shocked her, making sure that Ash could see her luscious flesh jiggle and stretch.
Without warning Oshawott started making gasping and choking noises. We all looked at him in puzzlement and he suddenly fell from the window and landed on his back. He stared up into the sky, his eyes wide and sparkling with joyful tears.
Bulbasaur quickly asked if the water type was okay. Oshawott promptly replied that he was more than okay and that he'd just laid eyes on the most gorgeous creature on planet earth! Yvette truly was a goddess among women.
Bulbasaur sighed, Sceptile frowned, Lucario cringed, Charizard growled and I simply shook my head. A moment later Oshawott made a few delirious sounds and asked if the black haired beauty was available!
Lucario recoiled in disgust and called Oshawott a pervert. Charizard bared his teeth and called him a traitor. A second later, the fire type reared back a leg and punted the sea otter Pokémon over a nearby hill like a white, furry soccer ball. We all watched the hopelessly horny water type fly out of sight and then turned to face each other.
Lucario let out a despondent moan and asked what we could do. Sceptile, Charizard and I all thought hard, but nothing came to mind. Yvette had endured one of my best shocks. What could possibly dissuade her from Ash?
Bulbasaur suddenly perked up and said that maybe we didn't have to drive off Yvette. All we had to do was make sure Ash wouldn't be interested in her.
Lucario and Charizard exchanged glances and nodded. I quickly asked Bulbasaur what the plan was. The grass type grinned mischievously and started to explain.
Ash passed Yvette a glass of water and sat down next to her at the table. "I'm glad you're feeling better. I guess Pikachu got a little overly friendly."
Yvette took a large gulp of water and set the glass down. "It's okay," she said kindly. "I work with Pokémon a lot. As you saw, I'm used to getting banged up!"
Ash nodded. "Yeah, I get that," he chuckled in amusement. "I can't tell you how many times Pikachu's shocked me."
A glint appeared in Yvette's eyes. "In fact," she said in a low voice. "You could even say I like it rough…"
Ash's expression was somewhere between a frown and a wry smirk. "I don't know about that," he said in an amused voice. "Getting beat up gets old after awhile."
Yvette leaned a bit closer and continued to speak in a sultry voice. "I can take quite a pounding, Ash…" she breathed.
Ash chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "Yeah, I could tell you some stories…" he mused. "This one time, I was in Alola and there was this Pokémon who drained energy‑"
At that moment, the backdoor opened and Bulbasaur came trotting in. The grass type let out a happy croak and sauntered up to Ash's feet.
Ash smiled and chuckled. "Hey, Bulbasaur," he said in a friendly voice, reaching down to pet the green bulb atop his Pokémon's back.
Bulbasaur rasped happily and nuzzled against Ash's leg. After a few seconds of getting petted, Bulbasaur trotted over to Yvette's legs and started nuzzling against her calf.
Yvette forced a smile. "Oh, uh, hello!" she said uncomfortably.
Ash chuckled. "Looks like Bulbasaur likes you," he said.
Yvette looked at Ash and took note of his approving expression. She immediately turned up her charm and smiled kindly at Bulbasaur while speaking to Ash.
"You really love your Pokémon, don't you," she sang.
Ash nodded. "Yep, I sure do," he said.
Yvette reached down and petted Bulbasaur. "It seems like they love me, too," she said sweetly.
Ash chuckled again. "Yeah, it seems so," he replied.
Upon hearing this, a dismayed expression formed on Bulbasaur's face. The master diplomat tactfully moved away from Yvette's leg and stepped behind the black haired woman. The grass type then squeezed its bulb and a small, brown puff of scented powder was ejected into the air.
Bulbasaur had worked long and hard on mastering control over how its various powders smelled. It could produce sweet smelling aromas, sour, calming and even savory. However, along with the ability to create pleasant smelling scents, the grass type also could make smells which could turn the stomach. The aroma which Bulbasaur had just deployed was designed to smell exactly like a human fart; a very stinky, unpleasant fart.
Yvette had just opened her mouth to speak when she suddenly crinkled her nose and struggled to suppress a cough. A puzzled expression crossed Ash's face and he was about to ask a question when he too crinkled his nose.
"Ugh, what the?!" he grunted. He sniffed the air again, raised an eyebrow and looked at Yvette.
The black haired woman's eyes widened in apprehension but Ash leaned to the side and looked down at where Bulbasaur was squatting behind Yvette's chair.
"Bulbasaur…" he said in a chiding manner. "Are you playing a prank?"
The grass type abruptly swallowed and tried to put on an innocent expression. Ash smiled wryly and stood up.
Yvette looked on in puzzlement. "Uh, what's going on?" she asked.
Ash chuckled and bent down so he could pick up his Pokémon. "Bulbasaur, here, was having a little fun," he said in an amused voice. "He used his Sweet Scent to make a smell which wasn't so sweet." Ash smiled and playfully rubbed at Bulbasaur's chin. "He only plays pranks on people he really likes, so I guess you made his list."
Bulbasaur's eyes widened in dismay and the Pokémon let out a series of disheartened croaks and rasps. At the backdoor, Charizard, Pikachu, Lucario and Sceptile all had their faces smashed together against the glass window in an effort to see what was going on inside.
A somewhat perplexed expression lingered on Yvette's face. After a moment's consideration, her mouth turned upward in a warm smile. "Well, I'm glad I'm getting along with your Pokémon!"
Ash chuckled again, petted his friend on the head and then set his Pokémon down. A downcast Bulbasaur slowly slunk towards the backdoor.
The backdoor closed and I listened as Charizard harshly critiqued Bulbasaur and his failure to embarrass Yvette. The fire type grunted and gestured in an animated style. He finished his lambasting by stating that at their current rate of providing "help" Ash would be mating with the interloper before nightfall.
Lucario cringed and begged Charizard to quit using such explicit language. The fighting type then barked that things didn't seem so bad. Ash wasn't showing any signs of falling for the woman.
Sceptile rolled its eyes and asked how Lucario could possibly know what human romance looked like since the closest the aura Pokémon had come to a relationship was sitting with the rocks of its meditation circle.
Lucario grunted in indignation and shook a fist at Sceptile. I saw that things were about to devolve into a shouting match and so I shouted first that we needed to figure out something new. Clearly pranks and direct action weren't working.
All of us thought hard. Sceptile suggested dosing the woman with Stun Spore but Charizard said that she would no doubt use the incident so she would be laid down in the bedroom to recover. There, alone with Ash, she would quickly seduce him and‑
Lucario pulled at its pointed ears and begged Charizard to stop. With a scoff, the fire type chided Lucario to not be such a baby regarding the facts of life. I sighed at the unnecessary conflict and was about to speak up when Ash and Yvette's voice echoed through the door.
"Oh, hello there!" Ash said.
All of us looked at each other and immediately dashed toward the window. There was a big pushing match as I, Bulbasaur, Charizard, Lucario and Sceptile all competed for limited window space. I looked inside and saw Ash and Yvette standing. On the floor, nearby, Oshawott was staring at Yvette and walking toward her as if in a trance. The love-struck water type was babbling incoherently and had his mouth hanging half-way open.
Lucario retched while Charizard sighed. Bulbasaur remarked that it was very strange, but not unprecedented, for a Pokémon to fall for a human. I halfheartedly agreed. I'd seen quite a few strange things during my travels with Ash. However, it didn't make the current situation any less weird or uncomfortable.
Ash said something we couldn't quite make out and Yvette forced a smile. She said something as well and Oshawott nearly fainted as his legs shook. However, the water type didn't fall over and instead let out a loud cry and leapt up into Yvette's arms.
At least, I assumed that was his goal. The actual result was quite different. The black haired woman flinched at the oncoming Pokémon and I took some satisfaction in seeing that I had clearly instilled some fear into her. Oshawott continued flying through the air and eventually slammed into Yvette's chin and chest. She let out a small shriek of discomfort and all of us grinned in enjoyment. Maybe this would be just the thing to drive her off.
Oshawott was now upside down, having flipped over midflight. He cried out and squirmed rapidly in a desperate attempt to get upright. The frantic motions failed to right the water type, but they did cause his head to slip downward between Yvette's sizable breasts and into the opening of her dress.
All of us watched with wide eyes as the desperate squirming of Oshawott caused first his head and then his body to disappear from sight. Lucario covered his mouth and turned green with disgust as Oshawott's wiggling feet descended through the gap between Yvette's boobs. Charizard's mouth was agape as was Bulbasaur's. Sceptile snorted and quipped that Oshawott would probably never be the same after this.
Yvette shrieked again and flailed her arms as the bulge of Oshawott slid down the midsection of her dress and moved toward her lower regions. Ash looked on in shock and quickly moved so he could reach an arm down after Oshawott. He stopped short when he realized where that would entail him sticking his hand. Unable to act, he stood awkwardly and watched as Yvette wailed and Oshawott slid downward.
Finally, the water type plummeted out from beneath Yvette's skirt and fell to the floor. Oshawott landed on his back and stared upward, his eyes wide and glazed over. The small Pokémon let out a few mindless utterances before Ash quickly scooped him up.
"Oshawott!" he scolded. "Why'd you do that?!"
The water type was still completely catatonic and barely moved while making more meaningless noises. Ash frowned and started walking toward the backdoor.
I saw this, along with everyone else. We quickly dove to the sides of the door and pressed our backs against the building. A few seconds later, Ash opened the door and set Oshawott on the ground.
My best buddy knelt down and frowned at the love-struck Pokémon. "Okay, I don't know what's gotten into you, but you should go somewhere else. Yvette's probably not gonna be happy with you!"
Oshawott babbled something in reply while smiling like someone who'd been hypnotized. Ash sighed, stood up and moved back inside. The door shut and we all breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he hadn't noticed us.
Lucario stepped over to Oshawott and glared down at the creature. The aura Pokémon barked a few harsh words to which Oshawott simply moaned. A few seconds later, the water type blinked his eyes and asked where his love had gone. All of us groaned in revulsion. Charizard muttered something under his breath and, once again, punted the wannabe Romeo out of sight. We watched Oshawott soar into a forest and then turned to face each other.
Lucario let out a heavy sigh and asked what else we could possibly do to drive off Yvette. Charizard growled and looked thoughtful. Sceptile crept up to the door and glanced inside. Ash was in the process of apologizing to a frazzled Yvette. She seemed shaken but not yet deterred.
I rubbed at my head and sparks flickered from my cheeks as I thought. There had to be something we could do! Suddenly, like a light illuminating a room, another brilliant idea occurred to me. I spoke up in a loud voice and said that we should go and get the picture of Serena from Ash's room.
All of the others immediately brightened. None of us understood why Ash didn't keep pictures of Serena all around the building. She had asked him about it one time and he'd said that he felt weird putting pictures of her on display when they weren't officially married. It seemed so strange to us, but such were the ways of humans…
Bulbasaur quickly spoke up and said that retrieving the picture would be easy. Lucario nodded and all of us started putting together a plan. As we worked, Charizard glanced to the side and his eyes suddenly went wide with fear. He let out a hushed grunt of warning and all of use turned to look at him.
Lucario dropped into a battle stance and demanded to know where the threat was. Sceptile glanced to the side and swallowed tensely. The grass type looked at Lucario and said that Bayleef was coming this way.
Lucario grunted in puzzlement and started to relax. The fighting type said it didn't understand Charizard's distress and declared that Bayleef's presence might be just what they needed to get rid of Yvette. She was very enthusiastic about Ash and Serena's relationship, after all.
Charizard and Bulbasaur stared blankly at the naivety of Lucario. Sceptile let out a pained hiss and I spoke in an intense, hushed voice. I told the aura Pokémon in no uncertain terms that if Bayleef found out there was a woman here intent on mating with Ash, the passionate grass type wouldn't just drive her off, she'd put Yvette six feet under!
Lucario's expression immediately changed to one of dismay. He fumbled a few words but Charizard cut him off. He looked to the side and said that Bayleef was nearly here!
I took charge and waved my arms. I shouted for everyone to act casually and pretend like nothing was going on. We needed Bayleef to just keep on walking.
Charizard, Bulbasaur and Sceptile all grunted in agreement. Charizard sat down against the side of the building and pretended to be asleep. Sceptile took a few steps so it was in the sun. The grass type laid down and started to soak in the warm rays. Bulbasaur started rooting around in the grass and I joined Charizard in sitting down against the side of the building. Lucario, however, stood looking helpless, unable to come up with a casual activity. Bulbasaur growled for the fighting type to do something and so Lucario did just that. The aura Pokémon began grunting and punching the air in slow, methodical strikes.
Stealth, deception and subtly had never been any of Lucario's strengths. This now became painfully apparent as Bayleef started to walk into view. She was merrily trotting along, enjoying the sun and softly mumbling to herself. Sceptile grumbled and hissed that Lucario had better start acting normal or they'd be visiting Bayleef in prison after she did in Yvette!
Lucario froze in place, grimaced and sent a panicked glance at Bayleef. Bayleef looked back and all of us tensed up. Was the jig about to be up? All of us waited to see what Lucario would do. Sweat started to roll down the fighting type's face. Finally, Lucario acted and did the most casual, inconspicuous thing imaginable. The master combatant folded its arms behind its back, looked to the sky and started whistling a disjointed tune, like it didn't have a care in the world.
All of us groaned and stole glances at Bayleef. The grass type was now staring directly at Lucario and her gait had slowed considerably. Lucario kept looking at the sky and whistling away. Bayleef raised an eyebrow at the extremely suspicious display and stopped walking.
Lucario tried to keep looking at the sky and avoid eye-contact but his gaze inevitably drifted down to Bayleef's withering stare. The whistling warbled and more sweat started running down Lucario's face. Bayleef cocked her head to the side, rolled her eyes, let out a sigh and then turned to continue on her way. She shook her head, muttering something under her breath.
Lucario let out a soft grunt of success and smiled, extremely pleased at its expertly executed deception. The rest of us sighed in relief. Somehow Lucario's ridiculous performance had worked. I was about to stand up when Bayleef suddenly stopped in her tracks and the leaf atop her head stood straight up. She rapidly sniffed the air before letting out guttural growl, full of menace.
Sceptile looked at Charizard and they shrugged in alarmed, confusion. Had Bayleef sensed something? Bulbasaur abruptly grunted in grim realization and whispered that there was a very faint trace of Yvette's perfume in the air. It was undetectable to any typical Pokémon; however, a grass type with powerful scent abilities, like Bayleef, could detect it.
All of us cringed and quickly stood up. Just as Charizard got to his feet he found himself face-to-face with an utterly determined, stone-faced Bayleef. She barked out a demand to know what was going on inside the main building. Charizard swallowed and started to dodge the question. Bayleef shouted and cut him off midsentence, saying that she would have none of his malarkey. All of us looked on with amazement as the female grass type somehow appeared larger and more menacing than Ash's mighty lizard.
Charizard said that there was nothing going on inside and subtly shifted to the side to block Bayleef from the door. Bayleef bristled and craned her neck to the side, looking at the door. She demanded that Charizard move aside and let her pass. Charizard refused and said the Bayleef was being paranoid. Bayleef juked to the left and then the right. Charizard matched her movements perfectly; however at the last moment, Bayleef shot out her vines and wrapped them around Charizard's feet. The tall fire type grunted in surprise and toppled to the side. As Charizard crashed to the ground, a steaming Bayleef stepped up to the door, reared up on her hind legs and peered into the window.
All of us watched with supreme apprehension as she took in the view of Yvette and the dress she was wearing. Bayleef's eyes widened and her mouth started to work. A stream of profane oaths and vicious threats poured out of her as her body started to shake with rage. Her pale-yellow complexion quickly darkened and turned a shade of menacing red as anger and fury overtook her!
Ash chuckled sheepishly. "So, you're sure you're okay?" he asked politely.
Yvette straightened the straps of her dress and tried to smooth out her hair. "Yes, I think so," she said. "That…. Pokémon was very friendly."
Ash grimaced. "Yeah, Oshawott can be a handful."
Yvette's eyes flashed with desire. "He seemed to know what he wanted, though," she said, subtly pushing her chest toward Ash.
Before Ash could reply, the backdoor burst open and Bayleef came barging in. Right behind her were Lucario and Sceptile, eyes wide and looking like they were beyond panicked. Bayleef let out a series of happy shouts, smiled wide and pranced right up to Ash. She kindly nuzzled against him, cooing and chirping with affection.
Yvette looked on with apprehension. "Oh, uh, looks like we have more visitors," she said.
Ash laughed and petted Bayleef's neck. "Yeah, this is Bayleef. She always likes getting friendly."
Lucario and Sceptile froze in place and looked dumbfounded by Bayleef's behavior. They glanced at each other and exchanged uncertain expression.
Bayleef finished nuzzling against Ash and turned toward Yvette. She smiled happily and pranced up to the black haired woman. Yvette tried to lean away from the friendly grass type but Bayleef simply closed the distance and started nuzzling against her.
Yvette forced a smile. "She's really friendly," she said.
Ash laughed. "Yep, told you so," he answered.
Bayleef let out another happy cry and started prancing again. One of her steps came down hard on Yvette's left foot and caused the woman to grunt as she suppressed a burst of pain. Bayleef continued stomping along and slowly circled Yvette, smiling all the while.
Ash glanced over at Sceptile and Lucario who were tensely watching Bayleef. "Hey, good to see you two," he said in a friendly tone.
Lucario barely grunted a reply as sweat rolled down its neck. Sceptile softly hissed, its eyes fixed on Bayleef.
Yvette appeared uncomfortable and leaned away from Bayleef's affections. The grass Pokémon didn't care though and sauntered up from behind. She nuzzled her long neck against Yvette's cheek and let out a series of happy cries.
Yvette forced a laugh and petted the top of Bayleef's head. "Okay, hi there!" she said awkwardly.
Bayleef replied in a sing-song series of exclamations and extended her vines to give Yvette a hug. To the side, Ash chuckled and looked into the kitchen.
"Hey, would you two like some warm biscuits? I think they just finished," he said to his Pokémon.
Lucario and Sceptile both brightened and looked hungrily at Ash. The world's greatest Pokémon trainer laughed and waved them to follow him. Ash opened the oven and pulled out a tray of thin, dark brown circles which looked more like round brownies than biscuits.
Ash frowned upon seeing his latest attempt at cooking while Lucario picked up one of the brown circles. "I guess I got it wrong again," Ash said unhappily.
Lucario grunted and bit into the circle. There was a loud crunch followed by more crunching as Ash's Pokémon chewed. Lucario's face scrunched up and its cheeks puffed out. Despite the revolting flavor, the prideful fighting type nodded and gave Ash a thumps up, forcing a very small smile despite being close to choking.
Ash chuckled. "Well, at least you like it," he said happily.
Lucario suppressed a gag and struggled to swallow. Once the food was downed, the aura Pokémon smiled weakly and Ash reached down for another of the "biscuits."
"Here, have another!" Ash said with a smile.
Lucario stared blankly at the offering and faintly whimpered. A moment later, the fighting type grimaced, chuckled grimly and took the offered "biscuit." With another loud crunch, the Pokémon went about consuming the tasty treat.
Sceptile sniggered while Lucario crunched away on the "biscuit." A short distance away, they heard Yvette grunt in discomfort and speak in a stressed voice.
"Yes, I love you too!" she rasped. "That's a little tight!"
Lucario and Sceptile's eyes went wide as they realized their focus had drifted for the briefest of moments. While Ash sniffed the "biscuits" and started coughing, they dashed to the side and caught sight of Bayleef.
The grass type was still behind Yvette and she'd wrapped her vines all around the shapely woman's midsection. The vines were slowly drawing tighter and the ends of the vines were creeping upward towards Yvette's neck. Lucario and Sceptile looked at Bayleef's expression and gasped in horror.
The grass type's face told the tale of her intentions. Out of sight, behind the black haired woman, Bayleef's demeanor had transitioned from one of happiness, to a mask of rage and fury. The look in her eyes made it clear that she intended to send the busty interloper into the great beyond!
Lucario and Sceptile did their best to hide their dismay and hustled to Bayleef's side. They briefly tried reasoning with the murderous grass type while wrestling with the vines enveloping Yvette. The black haired woman coughed out a statement as her torso was getting squeezed.
"Alright… that's good!" she wheezed. "You're a good hugger!"
Lucario and Sceptile glanced at each other and realized that they'd better switch to the direct approach before Yvette was squished. They grabbed hold of Bayleef and began delivering blows to her underbelly in as subtle a fashion as they could manage. From the kitchen, Ash spoke up.
"Hey, uhhh, looks like these biscuits didn't turn out. Would you like some cookies?"
Yvette managed a tense chuckle. "Cookies…. sound… great," she croaked.
With teeth gritted and fists clinched, Sceptile and Lucario bashed Bayleef's stomach again and she finally released her grip. They immediately grabbed hold of the raging grass type, rapidly dragging her away from Yvette and toward the path to the front door. As they went, Bayleef clawed at the floor and unleashed a tirade of profane attacks at Yvette, so vicious that Lucario was surprised the paint didn't start peeling from the walls.
With the Pokémon gone and her lungs able to properly draw breath again, Yvette wheezed a few times, straightened her dress and ran a hand through her messy hair. This encounter hadn't gone at all how she'd expected. She decided it was time to cut her losses and head home. Better to try again later than tempt fate some more on what was clearly a cursed escapade.
Yvette stepped so she was in sight of Ash and smiled kindly. "Thanks for your hospitality, Ash. I think I should be heading home."
Ash appeared a little surprised. "Oh, okay." He glanced outside and saw some of the smaller Pokémon rapidly running around with what he guessed were their parents in pursuit. "Too bad you can't stay longer. The Pokémon seem to really like you."
Yvette forced a smile and rubbed at her chest, which was still sore from Pikachu's shock. "Yeah, they can be very…. friendly," she replied in a tense voice.
Ash picked up Yvette's coat and helped her into it. She walked to the front door, lingered for a moment and stepped outside.
"I'll see you later, Ash," she said in a sing-song voice.
Ash chuckled and waved goodbye. "Sure. Have a safe trip," he said in a friendly tone.
With that, Yvette started walking down the path leading away from the main building. She cast a glance over her shoulder at Ash and smiled. A few moments later, she descended the steps and disappeared from sight.
Ash shut the door and went back inside. He headed into the kitchen, set the overcooked biscuits aside for Lucario and sat down at the table. He let out a sigh and smiled. Yvette's visit had been a big surprise, but he thought he'd handled it fairly well. Perhaps he was getting the hang of entertaining guests.
A few moments later, Pikachu cautiously peeked around the corner and Ash chuckled at his best buddy. "Hey, Pikachu!" he said in a friendly tone.
Pikachu let out an exhausted whine and slowly hopped up on the table. The electric mouse wiggled his ears and stared at his trainer.
Ash smiled. "Well, I think Yvette understood that you shock people you like, so, no harm done."
Pikachu's ears drooped and he let out a series of disheartened mumbles. Ash chuckled again and glanced out the window.
"I can see why you all liked her so much," he continued. "She really likes being around Pokémon. She told me she loves riding Pokémon all the time." Ash chuckled again. "I wonder if Serena would like to meet her and go Rhyhorn riding with her. Yvette kept mentioning how she loves riding things over and over."
Pikachu rolled his eyes and let out a big sigh. Outside, there was a high-pitched squeal from a small Buneary as it rapidly hopped and dashed away from a Lopunny dashing after it.
Ash turned his head to watch the chase and raised an eyebrow. "Huh, what's gotten into the little ones? It's like they've going crazy."
Pikachu let out another big sigh and sat down heavily on the table. Ash looked over at his best buddy.
"You look tired. Anything big going on?"
Pikachu's only reply was to let out a long, exasperated groan.
Mimo and Lana sat next to each other on the bed of the hotel room, each of them staring at their phones. They tapped away at their screens, busy enjoying yet another game of Pokémon shuffle. On the other side of the room, Kiawe paced back-and-forth, looking at their backpacks and pawing through some of their clothes. After a minute of fruitless searching, he glanced up at the two girls and opened his mouth to speak.
"Lana, have you seen my pajamas?" he asked.
Lana appeared thoughtful for a moment before she smiled and looked toward the door. "I think I remember seeing them in my room," she said.
Kiawe glanced at the door and sighed. They'd booked two rooms in Saffron City; Lana and Mallow in one, he and Mimo in the other. Apparently his pajamas had somehow ended up in the girl's room.
"Okay, I'll be right back," he said. He started for the door, quickly stepping through it and out into the hotel hallway. As soon as the door shut, Lana and Mimo turned to each other and started to snigger.
It took Kiawe all of five seconds to walk over to the other room. He knocked twice and opened the door. He stepped into the room and his gaze immediately went to the form of Mallow sitting on one of the beds. Her back was against the headboard and the covers were pulled up to her shoulders. Her green hair was hanging loose and her soft, almond skin seemed to glow in the lamp light. She was reading a small book and had a contented smile on her face. Kiawe started to speak a greeting but Mallow looked up at him. Her eyes instantly went wide and she flinched in surprise.
"UHHH! KIAWE!" she exclaimed in a loud, startled voice.
Kiawe cringed a little. He probably should have announced himself at the door. He hadn't meant to surprise her.
"Hey, Mallow," he said in a calm voice. "I'm just looking for my pajamas."
Mallow squirmed under the covers and used her hands to pull the sheets up a little higher on her body. "UHHHH, OKAY!" she warbled.
Kiawe briefly looked around and quickly spotted his pajamas. They were stacked atop a chair on the far side of the room. He smiled and walked over to retrieve them. With his clothes under his arm, Kiawe turned toward the door and cast a glance at Mallow.
"Sorry to bother you," he said in a friendly, apologetic tone.
Mallow grimaced and tried to chuckle. "Yeah, uh, see you tomorrow!" she replied in a high-pitch voice.
Kiawe smiled warmly and waved goodbye to Mallow. As he did this, his gaze lingered on her and he suddenly noticed something about her appearance. Mallow had pulled the covers up to her neck but he could still see the tops of her shoulders… her completely bare shoulders! In fact, her shoulders, arms and neck, all of her exposed skin in fact, all lacked any sign of clothing or straps for supporting clothing further down her body. The man from Alola froze in his tracks as he suddenly recalled Mimo and Lana's comments about Mallow's preferred sleeping attire, or lack thereof.
If Mallow's reaction to his presence was any gauge, the woman of his dreams was currently sitting naked, under the covers, just a few steps away… Kiawe swallowed and spoke in a small, tense voice.
"Uh, I'm gonna go to bed now…" he managed.
Mallow chuckled nervously. "Okay," she squeaked.
Kiawe mechanically turned toward the door and marched out of the room. He turned, shut the door and then leaned forward so he could rest his forehead against the door. A wave of strange feelings washed over him. Part of him wanted to go back in there and start flirting with Mallow. He shook his head and banished the thought. Why was she so alluring?! Why did she drive him out of his mind?!
Kiawe sighed again and turned to walk back to his room. He took a step and stopped in his tracks as Mimo and Lana stood in front of him, grinning from ear-to-ear. He tensed up, a feeling of dread welling up inside him. Before he could do anything, his little sister opened her mouth.
"So, big brother, did you get your pajamas?" she asked in a teasing voice.
Kiawe awkwardly gritted his teeth and held up the small bundle of clothes. Lana and Mimo eyed the pajamas and continued grinning. Lana spoke next.
"Did you see anything else while you were in there?" she said in a sneaky voice.
Kiawe grunted in indignation and his eyes suddenly widened in realization. It finally occurred to him that there was no way his clothes had been accidently left in Mallow and Lana's room. They'd been neatly stacked, in plain sight. Someone had to have deliberately placed them there. His devious little sister and her equally devious friend had set him up to barge in on a naked Mallow. It was a good thing she'd been under the covers when he'd entered.
The man from Alola clinched his fists and teeth and glared at the two girls opposing him. They giggled in response and glanced at each other. Mimo whispered to Lana in a voice loud enough for Kiawe to hear.
"So, do you think she noticed?" she asked.
Lana snickered and grinned. "I don't know," she whispered.
Kiawe ground his teeth. "Noticed what?!" he growled.
The girls glanced at Kiawe and Mimo suddenly snapped to attention and saluted like she was in the military. Lana froze for a second and then immediately followed suit. Kiawe stared at the saluting girls in puzzlement until he saw Lana's gaze briefly flit downward. He looked down as well and saw the reason they were standing at attention. It was because he too was standing at attention. It seemed Mallow's alluring predicament had affected him more than he'd thought.
Lana and Mimo started to chuckle. With a large stride, Kiawe barged past them and walked directly to his room. The girls exchanged a laugh and then separated. Lana went into her room while Mimo followed after Kiawe.
"Wait up, big brother!" she chided.
The two of them entered the room and Mimo shut the door. Kiawe grumbled and changed into his pajamas. Mimo moved over to her bed and laid down so she was on her stomach with her legs bent in the air behind her. She playfully kicked her feet in the air while grinning at Kiawe.
"So, did Mallow wish you goodnight?" she asked in a sweet tone.
Kiawe grumbled for a few seconds before he spat out a reply. "I guess so…"
Mimo continued grinning. "Did you see her pajamas?" she needled.
Kiawe's only reply was to glare at her. Mimo chuckled in amusement and flipped over so she could flop her head down on her bed's pillow. She waited until Kiawe finished changing and had walked to his bed to speak again.
"I guess you liked her pajamas!" she teased. "It was pretty obvious…"
Kiawe grumbled some more and pulled back the covers on his bed. "Goodnight, Mimo!" he growled.
"Goodnight," Mimo chirped in reply. She settled down under her covers and let out a happy sigh.
Kiawe laid down as well and was about to get comfortable when his little sister spoke up one more time.
"Hey, big brother!" she began.
"Yes," Kiawe replied warily.
Mimo chuckled and continued. "I know you're all excited, but be sure to wait until I'm asleep to start jerking off!"
Lana sat at the foot of Mallow's bed, her knees pulled up to her chest and a girlish grin on her face. "So, he just barged right in!" she asked excitedly.
Mallow nodded and laughed nervously. "Yeah!" she blew out a tense sigh and continued. "At first I thought it was you, but then I saw it was him and I was like 'OH NO!'"
Lana chuckled in amusement. "Well I did warn you that you might want to put something on while we're staying in the hotels."
Mallow's expression became conflicted. "Yeah, I know," she said in an uncertain voice. "I just always get so itchy at night. I can't sleep!"
Lana sniggered, blushed a little and then leaned in a bit closer to her friend. "So…. did he see anything?" she asked in a sneaky voice.
Mallow's face scrunched up in an embarrassed mask of silliness. She giggled once before replying in an adamant tone. "No!" she said. "I don't think he even noticed," she chortled.
Lana frowned. "Too bad," she teased.
Mallow snorted and playfully punched her friend before gasping in embarrassment and pulling her bed sheets back into place to keep her chest covered. "NO!" the green haired girl warbled. "It's bad enough he saw me in that white shirt!"
Lana giggled and was about to reply when the door to their room suddenly opened. Mallow gasped in surprise and Lana let out a puzzled grunt. Before either girl could do anything, Mimo came flying through the door, sailed in an arc and crashed down, face first, on top of the bed. A moment later, Mimo's backpack flew into the room and slammed into Lana's face, knocking the blue haired girl off the bed and on to her rump.
The door slammed shut and the three girls were left in silence. Lana grunted and picked herself up off the floor. Mimo groaned and lifted her head from the mattress.
"Hey!" Kiawe's sister said in an overly friendly tone. "Looks like I'm bunking with you, tonight!"