Story Notes:
This is the "other" Runaways story, the long one with more characters, plot, and some other stuff too.Okay, *clears throat* I do not own pokemon, or any of those characters. the events and characters of this story are all fictional and any resemblance to persons live or dead is purely coincidental, and not meant to be insulting.Also, the inclusion of Lucario and wave guidance is all Felix's fault. Go read "Luca"... it's good and it inspired some of this story.Also, categories will be updated as necessary. They will changeAlso, I will be changing the categories as they need to be changed. the main characters are all a bit young at this point for sex, but it will probably show up in some form or another later.Also, if you can guess what the title is talking about I'll give you a cookie! (And maybe a story request, if you want)
Ch 9
It wasn't that the house was enormous or a beautiful building in classical style. That wasn't why
Gin and I were practically drooling over Melissa's home. No, we were staring at the grounds.
The drive was not much, just a fenced in concrete slab leading up to a circle drive with a
fountain in the middle. But on either side of that drive were at least four different 'regions'.
The first region, right below us next to the outer wall, was a sandy expanse with several large
boulders scattered through it. I've always wanted to try sparing in a sand pit, it would probably
not hurt as much being tossed to the ground there, and the shifting sand would be an
interesting challenge.
There is a forest glade opposite the desert and next to that is a meadow with flowers in it. On
the other side of the desert is a zone with a miniature mountain with a small cave in it. I shake
my head and look back behind Gin and I to see Melissa watching us. "You're family must be
loaded!" I exclaim as I walk along the top of the wall to the gate as Melissa punches a code into
a panel on the wall.
The gates swing open to allow Melissa and Rogue access to the grounds, although I know damn
well that Rogue could have jumped the wall in a heartbeat. Gin and I hop down from the wall to
walk on the drive next to the girls. Gin tugs on one of his head ornaments, "Is there any
particular reason for the different regions being represented here? Or did your family just want
to be able to take a vacation anywhere without ever leaving home?"
Melissa laughs, "My mom always wanted to open a pokémon daycare in our home. Dad has a
very successful legal business, and invested his money very well early on. As a result she is
getting her dream, and we are just waiting on the contractors to finish with the septic system
that will connect everything and make it licensable as a daycare."
"Nice." Rogue comments, looking around the grounds, "So is there more in the back?"
Melissa nods then stops suddenly. We all stop and watch her as a confused expression crosses
her face.
"I understood her." she says, "Can she talk too?"
I shake my head, "No, you can understand her because you are part pokémon now." I grin,
"Don't you remember how you were getting ready to freak out over that on the island?"
"So how do you understand her?" Melissa asks, starting up the drive again.
I shrug, "Wave guidance probably."
Melissa frowns, "Wave guidance? What the hell is that?"
Gin and I look at each other and shrug. "Not entirely sure actually." I admit, "All we do know is
that it requires a lucario-human pairing."
Melissa stares at us as we reach the front door. "So you two are..." she trails off before
shuddering.
Rogue snickers but doesn't say anything. I tilt my head to the side and glance at Gin who seems
similarly baffled. "We are what?" he asks scratching his head.
"Uh, a gay couple." Melissa says her ears flat against her skull.
Gin's ears flatten back and his face twists up in an expression of disgust and I mirror that look
with my own expression. "Hell no!" we both exclaim.
"He's my brother!" Gin exclaims pointing at me with a paw, "Besides! We are both straight!"
I shake my head, "Where did you get off thinking it was a sexual thing?"
"Well, you said pairing, and usually a pairing when referring to pokémon is mating." Melissa
admits with an embarrassed expression.
Gin shakes his head, "It doesn't have anything to do with that."
I scratch my chin, "Not actual mating at least. I think it is related to a close relationship though.
The only other example of wave guidance we have run across actually was a lucario and a
human who did have a mating relationship." I shrug, "But Gin and I are not sexing each other
up. Also, will we be going inside or not?"
Melissa nods and makes as though reaching into a back pocket then palms her forehead,
"Right, I don't have my key." She then leans over and pushes a bronze plate underneath a small
speaker embedded in the stucco wall beside the door, "Chrystal, please come open the front
door for me and my guests."
Melissa glances at me as she steps back from the doors. "You may want to step-"
WHAM!
My world spins wildly and I land on my face several feet away from the doorstep. I get up on
my knees clutching my head. "What in the hell hit me?" I groan, still trying to stop the world
from spinning around me.
"OH MY GOD! HE'S SO CUTE!" a feminine voice shouts gleefully.
I look up to see a blue and yellow blur whirling around a green, red, and white one. Then Gin
starts shouting, "HELP!"
Normally that would have me on my feet ready to knock some heads together. However, the
way Rogue and Melissa are laughing through all this contradicts the desperate tone in Gin's
voice. I shake my head and rub my eyes, and what I see when I take another look sets me to
laughing as well.
A gardevoir has Gin tightly wrapped in her arms as she spins around on one foot. A huge grin
splits her face a she hugs him like a child would hug a beloved stuffed animal. Suddenly she
makes a face, "But he smells funny."
Gin blinks in surprise, and then squirms out of the gardevoir's grasp. "Well excuse me for
not having soap!" he replies sarcastically, taking a few steps back from the ivory skinned
female. He gives me a pointed look, "It's not my fault that somebody never bothers to
get the soap. Never mind the fact that I spent a large part of today sitting in a gyrados's
mouth!"
I chuckle, "Don't try to pin your smell on me. It's not like you take baths regularly anyway."
The gardevoir turns and looks at me. She giggles behind a hand and I remember just what I am
wearing. I can feel my face turns a bright pink in embarrassment.
Melissa clears her throat, "And on that note, I will have to insist that you, all three of you,
bathe, with soap, before touching the furniture in any way."
The gardevoir turns to Melissa and freezes, "Wow, you got furry."
Melissa's jaw hangs open for a moment and I can't help but snicker. Then Melissa shakes her
head as though to clear it, "That's it, Crystal? I got furry? I got turned into a hideous
mutant Mew thing for Cresselia's sake!"
Crystal points at me, "That's not what he thinks. He thinks you're quite attractive."
My eyes go wide in horror, Gin laughs, Rogue snickers, and Melissa's jaw drops again. I can feel
my heart pounding as my face flushes a red rarely seen on a face that didn't belong to a
blaziken and I my body feels like I'm in an oven from the heat of my humiliated blush. Crystal
tilts her head to the side, "What? Did I say something funny?"
"No, not really." I say as I march over to where Gin is rolling on the ground laughing and grab
him by the head ornaments and start dragging him inside, "Bath time, Gin."
"What?" Gin yelps clutching at his ornaments, "NO! I am not getting bathed by you! Fuck that!"
I stop, and look down at him with a wicked grin, "Oh?" I turn to loudly call over my shoulder,
"Hey Chrystal, do you want to give the cute 'cario a bath?"
Her eyes go wide and a delighted grin splits her face. Gin's eyes go wide too, but in terror. He
leaps to his feet and I find myself yanked off mine. "NOOOOOO! I CAN BATHE MYSELF!"
I hold tight to Gin's head ornaments as I am dragged a laminated hardwood floor and through
an ornate hall with pristine white walls. A sparkling series of chandeliers hold the light bulbs
that illuminate the room. It's strange the things you'll notice at times like these.
Then the hardwood suddenly turns to carpet and I release Gin in favor of not having my
underwear yanked off. I roll backwards once and slide to a stop on the thick, eggshell colored
carpet. I lift my face out of the plush flooring and grin. That was actually kind of fun! If it
weren't for the fact that Gin would probably sucker punch me if I ever tried being towed by his
head ornaments again, I would like to try waterskiing like that. I frown, Then again, he
might sink if he had that much resistance on him while he tried to water run.
I stand up and look around the living room I find myself in. Regardless of whether I could water
ski behind Gin or not, I still need to find him and a shower. I quickly find both, conveniently
located in the same place, using wave sight. The door is closed, but I doubt it is locked, and my
assumption is confirmed as the knob turns easily in my hand. I open the door quickly and Gin
whirls around in surprise. When he see me he shakes his head. "No, I am not letting you bathe
me. That is just... no, not doing it."
I chuckle as I step into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, locking it. "Fine by me. If did
any washing of you at all, it would have just been your back. However, you don't know how to
operate a shower."
Gin holds up a paw and opens his mouth, probably to object, and then shuts it again. "Fine."
I chuckle and move past him to the shower. I whistle quietly, damn this thing is nice, but it looks
like nothing I've ever seen before. The shower is a large square room big enough for three
people to shower comfortably. The door into the shower is in one corner of the shower while in
the opposite corner of the shower there is a shelf set back into the walls of the shower where
there are several kinds of soap including pokémon shampoo, a nice big bar of soap, as well as
human shampoo and conditioner. To the right of this shelf are two rows of shower control
knobs. There are like eight knobs on the wall. They all look to be the kind where you twist it
around from cold to hot, which is nice. But why in the hell are there so many? It's strange,
especially since I don't see any shower heads, which is odd.
I gesture for Gin to come over. When he is standing next to me in the shower, I point to the
knobs, "See these? You turn these and then you get sprayed with water that is either hot or
cold depending on how far you turn the knob. The farther you turn it the hotter the water
gets."
"Like this?" Gin asks, reaching out a paw to flick one of the knobs. Suddenly icy water shoots
out of the wall in front of us, blinding us and eliciting high pitched yelps and garbled curses. Gin
swats wildly at the knobs and suddenly there is icy cold water shooting out of the floor! I
shove him away from the knobs. Using a hand to block the jet spraying me in the face I reach
out to turn off the water. Gin hits the wall with a thud and curses as his feet slip out from under
him. He slips and his flailing legs sweep me off my feet. As I fall I grab the wrong knob and it
turns on yet another wall of icy cold water jets. Now there is icy water spraying at us from three
directions, in front of, underneath, and behind us!
Screw this! I think to myself before shouting, "Abort! Abort!"
Gin and I pile out of the shower. On the way out, we both trip on the lifted ledge below the
door. I fall on top of Gin as we tumble to the bathroom floor. I quickly roll off of him and sit up,
wiping water from my face.
"What in the bloody hell, man?!" Gin exclaims giving me an incredulous look, "I thought you
said you knew how to use a shower!"
I make a face, "Yeah, I do, just not that shower." I glance down at the murky water
pooling on the tile floor as it runs off of us. "Damn Gin, you'd think sinking to the bottom of the
ocean followed by a gyrados tongue bath would have cleaned you up a little better."
He shudders, "I'd rather not think about either of those events right now." He gestures to my
braid as it drips dark water onto the white bathroom tiles. "And that is downright disgusting.
You don't even have fur and your running dark water."
"Bah!" I retort. We sit there in silence for a minute. Then Gin chuckles.
"What the hell was with that gyrados anyway?" he muses with a grin, "She was scared of
everything!"
I laugh, "I know! I wonder if all Melissa's pokémon have quirks like that."
Gin shrugs, "I don't know, but I think the gardevoir might have some eyesight issues."
"Why do you say that?" Crystal asks looking down at us.
I nearly jump out of my skin, but manage to keep from screaming like Gin does. Crystal giggles
then hands me a pokémon brush, you know the kind they use at the groomers. "Melissa told
me to give you two this, she says that it will make cleaning yourselves up easier." She shuts her
eyes for a moment, then smiles, "And the water has been adjusted so that it is only coming
from above and is a nice warm temperature. Enjoy."
And with that she vanishes. Gin and I look at each other. Okay then.
I forgot how good it felt to have a hot shower, and gin took forever to brush himself, shampoo,
brush, rinse, brush, towel dry, and then brush himself one more time. I think he really likes that
brush. As a result it was nearly an hour later before Gin and I stepped out of the bathroom. I
cinch the towel up a little higher as I brush my hair back. "So what now?"
"Now you change into these!" Chrystal bubbles, throwing some clothes in my face. I catch them
and then stare at her.
"Danny, she has your underwear on her head." Gin whispers to me without taking his eyes off
of Crystal.
"I can see that. The question is how she got them and why are they on her head." I muse, but I
can't help but notice that my underwear is not the only article of mine she has on. She is also
wearing my pants, but in a much more orthodox manner. She has her gown hiked up and
secured with a pair of scrunchies behind her and is wearing my pants in the normal fashion. She
even has my blade belted to her waist.
She grins at us, pulling the waistband of the boxers down so that it covers one eye before
striking a pose. She plants her feet wide apart and places her hands on her hips before thrusting
out her chest and growling, "Arrrgh! I'm a pirate!"
She then sprints down the hall laughing maniacally. Gin and I stare after her, even after she
turns a corner and disappears. "What in the hell was that?" I wonder aloud.
Gin chuckles, "Maybe she's not blind, just crazy."
I drop my towel and start to dress myself. I am just starting to pull on the blue athletic shorts
Crystal had given me, when she suddenly flies back down the hall screaming, "Noooo! I wanna
be a pirate!"
I glance down at Gin who just shrugs, and then suddenly I am yanked off my feet as Melissa
sprints by shouting at Crystal, "You can't do that with other people's stuff! Come back here!"
As I am hauled down the hall by Melissa's tail, which has wrapped around my ankle, I take the
moment to curse the forest fire one more time, but then something hits me. Melissa is
running a good six inches off the ground. I grin, She's figuring out her powers!
Then she turns a corner sharply and I am hit by something completely different. A wall.
WHAM!
I see stars as Melissa's tail releases me and I instinctively sit up. Apparently Melissa stopped
moving when I hit the wall, because as I sit up, I bump right into her rump. I reflexively scuttle
backwards until my back is against the wall. Fortunately, Melissa is wearing something by this
point, a green skirt with a white blouse that covers herself decently, and looks nice too.
Melissa looks down at me in surprise. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I reply with a chuckle, gingerly rubbing the back of my head, "Though that is the
second time today your tail has tried to kill me."
I glance at the space between Melissa's feet and the floor. She doesn't seem to notice that she
isn't on the ground. I point at the gap, "You do realize you are floating right?"
Melissa's eyes widen and she bends over quickly to get a better look, "What?!"
And then she continues to rotate. "Nooo! Not again!"
I lean forward and grab her shoulders, stopping her rotation. "Just stay still for a sec." I tell her
as I let her go and stand up. Now on my feet I walk around her, "I'm going to grab your feet,
and put them on the ground. Do not blast me. I am not looking up your skirt."
I lean over and grab her feet, and then crouch so that they are brought to the floor and I don't
lift my head at all. As soon as her feet touch the floor whatever levitating power was keeping
her up vanishes and she tumbles forward to sit on her tail. "Dammit! I fucking hate this shit!"
I raise a brow, that's the first I've heard her curse. "You know, being a pokémon isn't all that
bad."
She sniffs and doesn't look at me, "Oh yeah? What would you know about it?"
I sit down so that we are back to back, "Oh I don't know. Maybe it is because I have spent more
time in the company of pokémon than humans. Maybe it is the fact that I was trained by a
pokémon. How about being employed by pokémon? Or maybe it is because I have lived
as a pokémon for the past eight years. Eating what they eat, sleeping where they sleep, and
drinking from the same streams as them. Hell, even crapping in the same ditches as them." I
reach back and scritch the top of Melissa's head, "I'm like the opposite of you, pokémon on the
inside, but human on the outside. Trust me on this, things will work out, and I can promise that
you will find that you can be just as happy the way you are now as you ever were before."
"Really?" Melissa asks with a sniff, "You really think so?"
I turn around, slipping off my quickclaw and feraligator tooth necklace. "See this? This is proof
that things can work out even in some of the worst situations." I pause, "And until we can get
you to that point, it is yours."
Melissa turns around and looks at me in surprise, "We?"
I nod, "I really owe you for putting us up and giving me clothes. It's not easy being uprooted,
and I know that you know the cops are probably looking for us, but you are letting us stay here
anyway." I shrug then chuckle, running my fingers through my hair, "Plus if it means we can
stay longer, I'd do just about anything. Your place is really cool."
Melissa chuckles and takes the necklace from me, "Thank you? Are you hungry? It's a bit early
for dinner, but with my parents gone the meal schedule gets thrown out the window anyway."
I stand up and help Melissa to her feet, "So it's just us?"
"Us, your pokémon companions, and mine, but as far as humans go, yeah, just us." Melissa
replies leading me to a kitchen where all my clothes and my blade are piled on the table in a
disorderly mess. Crystal is sitting at the table with a deck of cards, making them fly around the
room with telekinesis while making space ship noises. Several of the cards break off from the
rest and start dive bombing Melisa and I.
I chuckle, ducking under an ace of hearts as I make my way to the fridge. I throw wide the doors
with a grin, and a quick search leads me to what I'm looking for. I lift the fillet of magikarp over
my head with a happy exclamation, "I'm cooking! You ain't ever tasted nothing until you've
tasted my cheri marinated magikarp!"
Melissa shakes her head, "We aren't having magikarp for dinner."
I frown, and lower the fish. "Why? You don't trust my cooking?"
Melissa shrugs, "Well, I'm a vegan."
I scratch my head and set the magikarp on the counter, "What is a vegan?"
"I don't eat anything from an animal. No meat, no eggs, no milk. I eat all fruits and vegetables
though." Melissa say giving me an odd look as my jaw hangs open in disbelief.
No meat? How in the hell can anyone eat no meat? I wonder to myself.
"I don't like eating pokémon." Melissa says her expression hardening. "I thought you of all
people would understand that."
I shake my head, "Pokemon eat each other. It is accepted that when someone gets hungry they
will eat you."
"Regardless," A deep voice behind me adds, "That is my magikarp."
I turn around and look up. Blue scales, tower of muscle, lots of teeth, a pair of red eyes. It's a
feraligatr. I can feel my heart stop for a split second, FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-Chapter End Notes:you got cliffhangered as all get out. 83
and the cake was a lie!
But yeah, feraligatrs. D
Gin and I were practically drooling over Melissa's home. No, we were staring at the grounds.
The drive was not much, just a fenced in concrete slab leading up to a circle drive with a
fountain in the middle. But on either side of that drive were at least four different 'regions'.
The first region, right below us next to the outer wall, was a sandy expanse with several large
boulders scattered through it. I've always wanted to try sparing in a sand pit, it would probably
not hurt as much being tossed to the ground there, and the shifting sand would be an
interesting challenge.
There is a forest glade opposite the desert and next to that is a meadow with flowers in it. On
the other side of the desert is a zone with a miniature mountain with a small cave in it. I shake
my head and look back behind Gin and I to see Melissa watching us. "You're family must be
loaded!" I exclaim as I walk along the top of the wall to the gate as Melissa punches a code into
a panel on the wall.
The gates swing open to allow Melissa and Rogue access to the grounds, although I know damn
well that Rogue could have jumped the wall in a heartbeat. Gin and I hop down from the wall to
walk on the drive next to the girls. Gin tugs on one of his head ornaments, "Is there any
particular reason for the different regions being represented here? Or did your family just want
to be able to take a vacation anywhere without ever leaving home?"
Melissa laughs, "My mom always wanted to open a pokémon daycare in our home. Dad has a
very successful legal business, and invested his money very well early on. As a result she is
getting her dream, and we are just waiting on the contractors to finish with the septic system
that will connect everything and make it licensable as a daycare."
"Nice." Rogue comments, looking around the grounds, "So is there more in the back?"
Melissa nods then stops suddenly. We all stop and watch her as a confused expression crosses
her face.
"I understood her." she says, "Can she talk too?"
I shake my head, "No, you can understand her because you are part pokémon now." I grin,
"Don't you remember how you were getting ready to freak out over that on the island?"
"So how do you understand her?" Melissa asks, starting up the drive again.
I shrug, "Wave guidance probably."
Melissa frowns, "Wave guidance? What the hell is that?"
Gin and I look at each other and shrug. "Not entirely sure actually." I admit, "All we do know is
that it requires a lucario-human pairing."
Melissa stares at us as we reach the front door. "So you two are..." she trails off before
shuddering.
Rogue snickers but doesn't say anything. I tilt my head to the side and glance at Gin who seems
similarly baffled. "We are what?" he asks scratching his head.
"Uh, a gay couple." Melissa says her ears flat against her skull.
Gin's ears flatten back and his face twists up in an expression of disgust and I mirror that look
with my own expression. "Hell no!" we both exclaim.
"He's my brother!" Gin exclaims pointing at me with a paw, "Besides! We are both straight!"
I shake my head, "Where did you get off thinking it was a sexual thing?"
"Well, you said pairing, and usually a pairing when referring to pokémon is mating." Melissa
admits with an embarrassed expression.
Gin shakes his head, "It doesn't have anything to do with that."
I scratch my chin, "Not actual mating at least. I think it is related to a close relationship though.
The only other example of wave guidance we have run across actually was a lucario and a
human who did have a mating relationship." I shrug, "But Gin and I are not sexing each other
up. Also, will we be going inside or not?"
Melissa nods and makes as though reaching into a back pocket then palms her forehead,
"Right, I don't have my key." She then leans over and pushes a bronze plate underneath a small
speaker embedded in the stucco wall beside the door, "Chrystal, please come open the front
door for me and my guests."
Melissa glances at me as she steps back from the doors. "You may want to step-"
WHAM!
My world spins wildly and I land on my face several feet away from the doorstep. I get up on
my knees clutching my head. "What in the hell hit me?" I groan, still trying to stop the world
from spinning around me.
"OH MY GOD! HE'S SO CUTE!" a feminine voice shouts gleefully.
I look up to see a blue and yellow blur whirling around a green, red, and white one. Then Gin
starts shouting, "HELP!"
Normally that would have me on my feet ready to knock some heads together. However, the
way Rogue and Melissa are laughing through all this contradicts the desperate tone in Gin's
voice. I shake my head and rub my eyes, and what I see when I take another look sets me to
laughing as well.
A gardevoir has Gin tightly wrapped in her arms as she spins around on one foot. A huge grin
splits her face a she hugs him like a child would hug a beloved stuffed animal. Suddenly she
makes a face, "But he smells funny."
Gin blinks in surprise, and then squirms out of the gardevoir's grasp. "Well excuse me for
not having soap!" he replies sarcastically, taking a few steps back from the ivory skinned
female. He gives me a pointed look, "It's not my fault that somebody never bothers to
get the soap. Never mind the fact that I spent a large part of today sitting in a gyrados's
mouth!"
I chuckle, "Don't try to pin your smell on me. It's not like you take baths regularly anyway."
The gardevoir turns and looks at me. She giggles behind a hand and I remember just what I am
wearing. I can feel my face turns a bright pink in embarrassment.
Melissa clears her throat, "And on that note, I will have to insist that you, all three of you,
bathe, with soap, before touching the furniture in any way."
The gardevoir turns to Melissa and freezes, "Wow, you got furry."
Melissa's jaw hangs open for a moment and I can't help but snicker. Then Melissa shakes her
head as though to clear it, "That's it, Crystal? I got furry? I got turned into a hideous
mutant Mew thing for Cresselia's sake!"
Crystal points at me, "That's not what he thinks. He thinks you're quite attractive."
My eyes go wide in horror, Gin laughs, Rogue snickers, and Melissa's jaw drops again. I can feel
my heart pounding as my face flushes a red rarely seen on a face that didn't belong to a
blaziken and I my body feels like I'm in an oven from the heat of my humiliated blush. Crystal
tilts her head to the side, "What? Did I say something funny?"
"No, not really." I say as I march over to where Gin is rolling on the ground laughing and grab
him by the head ornaments and start dragging him inside, "Bath time, Gin."
"What?" Gin yelps clutching at his ornaments, "NO! I am not getting bathed by you! Fuck that!"
I stop, and look down at him with a wicked grin, "Oh?" I turn to loudly call over my shoulder,
"Hey Chrystal, do you want to give the cute 'cario a bath?"
Her eyes go wide and a delighted grin splits her face. Gin's eyes go wide too, but in terror. He
leaps to his feet and I find myself yanked off mine. "NOOOOOO! I CAN BATHE MYSELF!"
I hold tight to Gin's head ornaments as I am dragged a laminated hardwood floor and through
an ornate hall with pristine white walls. A sparkling series of chandeliers hold the light bulbs
that illuminate the room. It's strange the things you'll notice at times like these.
Then the hardwood suddenly turns to carpet and I release Gin in favor of not having my
underwear yanked off. I roll backwards once and slide to a stop on the thick, eggshell colored
carpet. I lift my face out of the plush flooring and grin. That was actually kind of fun! If it
weren't for the fact that Gin would probably sucker punch me if I ever tried being towed by his
head ornaments again, I would like to try waterskiing like that. I frown, Then again, he
might sink if he had that much resistance on him while he tried to water run.
I stand up and look around the living room I find myself in. Regardless of whether I could water
ski behind Gin or not, I still need to find him and a shower. I quickly find both, conveniently
located in the same place, using wave sight. The door is closed, but I doubt it is locked, and my
assumption is confirmed as the knob turns easily in my hand. I open the door quickly and Gin
whirls around in surprise. When he see me he shakes his head. "No, I am not letting you bathe
me. That is just... no, not doing it."
I chuckle as I step into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, locking it. "Fine by me. If did
any washing of you at all, it would have just been your back. However, you don't know how to
operate a shower."
Gin holds up a paw and opens his mouth, probably to object, and then shuts it again. "Fine."
I chuckle and move past him to the shower. I whistle quietly, damn this thing is nice, but it looks
like nothing I've ever seen before. The shower is a large square room big enough for three
people to shower comfortably. The door into the shower is in one corner of the shower while in
the opposite corner of the shower there is a shelf set back into the walls of the shower where
there are several kinds of soap including pokémon shampoo, a nice big bar of soap, as well as
human shampoo and conditioner. To the right of this shelf are two rows of shower control
knobs. There are like eight knobs on the wall. They all look to be the kind where you twist it
around from cold to hot, which is nice. But why in the hell are there so many? It's strange,
especially since I don't see any shower heads, which is odd.
I gesture for Gin to come over. When he is standing next to me in the shower, I point to the
knobs, "See these? You turn these and then you get sprayed with water that is either hot or
cold depending on how far you turn the knob. The farther you turn it the hotter the water
gets."
"Like this?" Gin asks, reaching out a paw to flick one of the knobs. Suddenly icy water shoots
out of the wall in front of us, blinding us and eliciting high pitched yelps and garbled curses. Gin
swats wildly at the knobs and suddenly there is icy cold water shooting out of the floor! I
shove him away from the knobs. Using a hand to block the jet spraying me in the face I reach
out to turn off the water. Gin hits the wall with a thud and curses as his feet slip out from under
him. He slips and his flailing legs sweep me off my feet. As I fall I grab the wrong knob and it
turns on yet another wall of icy cold water jets. Now there is icy water spraying at us from three
directions, in front of, underneath, and behind us!
Screw this! I think to myself before shouting, "Abort! Abort!"
Gin and I pile out of the shower. On the way out, we both trip on the lifted ledge below the
door. I fall on top of Gin as we tumble to the bathroom floor. I quickly roll off of him and sit up,
wiping water from my face.
"What in the bloody hell, man?!" Gin exclaims giving me an incredulous look, "I thought you
said you knew how to use a shower!"
I make a face, "Yeah, I do, just not that shower." I glance down at the murky water
pooling on the tile floor as it runs off of us. "Damn Gin, you'd think sinking to the bottom of the
ocean followed by a gyrados tongue bath would have cleaned you up a little better."
He shudders, "I'd rather not think about either of those events right now." He gestures to my
braid as it drips dark water onto the white bathroom tiles. "And that is downright disgusting.
You don't even have fur and your running dark water."
"Bah!" I retort. We sit there in silence for a minute. Then Gin chuckles.
"What the hell was with that gyrados anyway?" he muses with a grin, "She was scared of
everything!"
I laugh, "I know! I wonder if all Melissa's pokémon have quirks like that."
Gin shrugs, "I don't know, but I think the gardevoir might have some eyesight issues."
"Why do you say that?" Crystal asks looking down at us.
I nearly jump out of my skin, but manage to keep from screaming like Gin does. Crystal giggles
then hands me a pokémon brush, you know the kind they use at the groomers. "Melissa told
me to give you two this, she says that it will make cleaning yourselves up easier." She shuts her
eyes for a moment, then smiles, "And the water has been adjusted so that it is only coming
from above and is a nice warm temperature. Enjoy."
And with that she vanishes. Gin and I look at each other. Okay then.
I forgot how good it felt to have a hot shower, and gin took forever to brush himself, shampoo,
brush, rinse, brush, towel dry, and then brush himself one more time. I think he really likes that
brush. As a result it was nearly an hour later before Gin and I stepped out of the bathroom. I
cinch the towel up a little higher as I brush my hair back. "So what now?"
"Now you change into these!" Chrystal bubbles, throwing some clothes in my face. I catch them
and then stare at her.
"Danny, she has your underwear on her head." Gin whispers to me without taking his eyes off
of Crystal.
"I can see that. The question is how she got them and why are they on her head." I muse, but I
can't help but notice that my underwear is not the only article of mine she has on. She is also
wearing my pants, but in a much more orthodox manner. She has her gown hiked up and
secured with a pair of scrunchies behind her and is wearing my pants in the normal fashion. She
even has my blade belted to her waist.
She grins at us, pulling the waistband of the boxers down so that it covers one eye before
striking a pose. She plants her feet wide apart and places her hands on her hips before thrusting
out her chest and growling, "Arrrgh! I'm a pirate!"
She then sprints down the hall laughing maniacally. Gin and I stare after her, even after she
turns a corner and disappears. "What in the hell was that?" I wonder aloud.
Gin chuckles, "Maybe she's not blind, just crazy."
I drop my towel and start to dress myself. I am just starting to pull on the blue athletic shorts
Crystal had given me, when she suddenly flies back down the hall screaming, "Noooo! I wanna
be a pirate!"
I glance down at Gin who just shrugs, and then suddenly I am yanked off my feet as Melissa
sprints by shouting at Crystal, "You can't do that with other people's stuff! Come back here!"
As I am hauled down the hall by Melissa's tail, which has wrapped around my ankle, I take the
moment to curse the forest fire one more time, but then something hits me. Melissa is
running a good six inches off the ground. I grin, She's figuring out her powers!
Then she turns a corner sharply and I am hit by something completely different. A wall.
WHAM!
I see stars as Melissa's tail releases me and I instinctively sit up. Apparently Melissa stopped
moving when I hit the wall, because as I sit up, I bump right into her rump. I reflexively scuttle
backwards until my back is against the wall. Fortunately, Melissa is wearing something by this
point, a green skirt with a white blouse that covers herself decently, and looks nice too.
Melissa looks down at me in surprise. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I reply with a chuckle, gingerly rubbing the back of my head, "Though that is the
second time today your tail has tried to kill me."
I glance at the space between Melissa's feet and the floor. She doesn't seem to notice that she
isn't on the ground. I point at the gap, "You do realize you are floating right?"
Melissa's eyes widen and she bends over quickly to get a better look, "What?!"
And then she continues to rotate. "Nooo! Not again!"
I lean forward and grab her shoulders, stopping her rotation. "Just stay still for a sec." I tell her
as I let her go and stand up. Now on my feet I walk around her, "I'm going to grab your feet,
and put them on the ground. Do not blast me. I am not looking up your skirt."
I lean over and grab her feet, and then crouch so that they are brought to the floor and I don't
lift my head at all. As soon as her feet touch the floor whatever levitating power was keeping
her up vanishes and she tumbles forward to sit on her tail. "Dammit! I fucking hate this shit!"
I raise a brow, that's the first I've heard her curse. "You know, being a pokémon isn't all that
bad."
She sniffs and doesn't look at me, "Oh yeah? What would you know about it?"
I sit down so that we are back to back, "Oh I don't know. Maybe it is because I have spent more
time in the company of pokémon than humans. Maybe it is the fact that I was trained by a
pokémon. How about being employed by pokémon? Or maybe it is because I have lived
as a pokémon for the past eight years. Eating what they eat, sleeping where they sleep, and
drinking from the same streams as them. Hell, even crapping in the same ditches as them." I
reach back and scritch the top of Melissa's head, "I'm like the opposite of you, pokémon on the
inside, but human on the outside. Trust me on this, things will work out, and I can promise that
you will find that you can be just as happy the way you are now as you ever were before."
"Really?" Melissa asks with a sniff, "You really think so?"
I turn around, slipping off my quickclaw and feraligator tooth necklace. "See this? This is proof
that things can work out even in some of the worst situations." I pause, "And until we can get
you to that point, it is yours."
Melissa turns around and looks at me in surprise, "We?"
I nod, "I really owe you for putting us up and giving me clothes. It's not easy being uprooted,
and I know that you know the cops are probably looking for us, but you are letting us stay here
anyway." I shrug then chuckle, running my fingers through my hair, "Plus if it means we can
stay longer, I'd do just about anything. Your place is really cool."
Melissa chuckles and takes the necklace from me, "Thank you? Are you hungry? It's a bit early
for dinner, but with my parents gone the meal schedule gets thrown out the window anyway."
I stand up and help Melissa to her feet, "So it's just us?"
"Us, your pokémon companions, and mine, but as far as humans go, yeah, just us." Melissa
replies leading me to a kitchen where all my clothes and my blade are piled on the table in a
disorderly mess. Crystal is sitting at the table with a deck of cards, making them fly around the
room with telekinesis while making space ship noises. Several of the cards break off from the
rest and start dive bombing Melisa and I.
I chuckle, ducking under an ace of hearts as I make my way to the fridge. I throw wide the doors
with a grin, and a quick search leads me to what I'm looking for. I lift the fillet of magikarp over
my head with a happy exclamation, "I'm cooking! You ain't ever tasted nothing until you've
tasted my cheri marinated magikarp!"
Melissa shakes her head, "We aren't having magikarp for dinner."
I frown, and lower the fish. "Why? You don't trust my cooking?"
Melissa shrugs, "Well, I'm a vegan."
I scratch my head and set the magikarp on the counter, "What is a vegan?"
"I don't eat anything from an animal. No meat, no eggs, no milk. I eat all fruits and vegetables
though." Melissa say giving me an odd look as my jaw hangs open in disbelief.
No meat? How in the hell can anyone eat no meat? I wonder to myself.
"I don't like eating pokémon." Melissa says her expression hardening. "I thought you of all
people would understand that."
I shake my head, "Pokemon eat each other. It is accepted that when someone gets hungry they
will eat you."
"Regardless," A deep voice behind me adds, "That is my magikarp."
I turn around and look up. Blue scales, tower of muscle, lots of teeth, a pair of red eyes. It's a
feraligatr. I can feel my heart stop for a split second, FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-Chapter End Notes:you got cliffhangered as all get out. 83
and the cake was a lie!
But yeah, feraligatrs. D