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“I’m waiting, Fenix.” Ami presented herself to her master by wagging her upright behind in his direction.
Her body was rigidly in position; unwavering to anything except her love. She respired heavily in anticipation; shutting her eyes and locking a grip against the bed sheets. Ami whimpered every second she did not experience Fenix’s large, throbbing manhood between her thighs.

Soon, she felt his weight push down on the bed springs as he assumed his position at her backside and grabbed hold on her hips. “Ah~” she moaned; releasing her grip of the bed sheets. She counted down the seconds it took until she felt bliss once more.

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7… yes!” she felt his prick slide upon against her pussy lips, then, his full extension. She nearly screamed in pleasure as he aggressively forced his member as far as it would go to the point where his pubic hair came in contact with her rear. “Ah… ah… Fenix…” she panted; currently digging her teeth in the pillow.

Knowing how much she hated it, Fenix teased Ami and gripped her tail from her asshole and slowly but roughly smoothed out the loose, silver ice quills. “Nyaa!!” she whimpered. “No-oo! Stop i-”

He cut her off with a rough thrust which, as always, shut her up. He resumed with a gentle motion as he caressed her arched back. Fenix chuckled. “You smell so nice…” he bent over and ran his nose across her spinal column with loud, numerous sniffs until he made his way to her lovely Glaceon tuque and took hold of its extension; using the black rhombus-shaped end as a control for her head. “…I love you, Ami.” He whispered as he tenderly gnawed on her ear.

“Aah!” she squirmed around violently.

Fearing that he may have hurt her, Fenix ceased. “You alright?”

“No, no!” she squealed. “Don’t stop! Keep doing that!”

He chuckled. “As you wish.” He gripped her ear with his teeth; gently sucking and biting. Her moans intensified the harder he pounded away at her pussy. Then, midway, something made him stop in his tracks. He halted everything and he felt Ami’s body shake in shock.

“Hey-y!” she whined; her tail wagging in Fenix’s face. “Why’re you teasing me?”

Fenix did not respond. He remained still as he witnessed Ami’s head turn to greet his eyes, however, he noticed an object at her muzzle. “N-no!” he could not believe what he was seeing.

“Please. Don’t stop.” She pleaded with, to Fenix’s horror, a binky clasped in her muzzle.

“Shit!” Fenix had awaken from this nightmare. His face was twisted and warped. He calmed himself down. “6:00am.” Fenix nearly inaudibly read the digital clock. He was greeted by the murky hotel room shaded by the shutters. His vision was grainy and his heart pounded away at his chest ferociously. As he rubbed his eyes, the first impulse he felt was to check the laptop.

He quietly made his way towards the notebook; creeping passed Ami as she slept belly-up against the running air-conditioner. Loading the computer, he instantly opened up his internet browser and scrolled to “History”.

“Oh, thank Arceus!” he exhaled with relief as “No New Entries” popped up. He shut off the laptop and returned to bed, thinking to himself: “I can’t believe I seriously have to monitor the internet activity of my freaking Pokemon… oh, speaking of that.” He once again approached his computer and locked internet usage.

He was afraid to go back to sleep on the off-chance that he might see Ami in a diaper this time! “This is getting ridiculous.” He muttered to himself.

“Strange.” Fenix gazed out the window to the snowstorm that had befell Jubilife city. The white blanket of winter had greeted southern Sinnoh during autumn. Focusing on individual snowflakes descend, Fenix never noticed the glee on Ami’s face when she woke up.

“Yaay!” she squealed; startling Fenix a little. “Snow!”

“It’s a little weird but whatever.” Fenix broke away from the window and hopped upon his bed. Ami took his place at the windowsill; ecstatically beaming.

“It’s so pretty!”

Fenix took a notice of her wagging tail. His eyes followed the silver and black backside of hers but near-instantly averted his eyes. “Gah! I can’t stop thinking about that.” He thought; picturing the extensive history of porn sites on his temporary laptop. “I can’t believe this – I never knew how old Ami was?!” he would kick himself if he could. “And-” he glared at her rear once again. “I tapped that.” He sighed.

Before he knew it, he was face-to-face with his Pokemon. She tilted her head as he opened his eyes. “You okay?” she licked his nose and he flinched. “You can’t still be sleepy. You slept for a long time!”

As always, her glacial breath was bracing. “Sorry, hehe. Lost in my thoughts.” He replied. Images kept pouring in; he could not get this feeling of pedophilia out of his head. It couldn’t be true… but Ami had child-like qualities to her.

She returned to the windowsill, opened the window and let a rush of freezing wind and snow inside for just a few seconds. Fenix did not react. “Ahh, that was refreshing!” she said as she was now covered in snowflakes. Giggling, she left the window open ajar and stuck her right paw out; gathering flakes.

“Well, since she’s not an Eevee… she can’t still be a cub.” Fenix’s thoughts still raced. “Yeah! Yes! That must be it! She has to be old enough for… no wait.” He let out a sigh of disappointment. “She needed to have trained near an Ice Rock to have evolved. It has nothing to do with age.”

“Hey… Fenix…” Ami tugged at his auburn sweater with her mouth. “What’s wrong?” her gentle voice had a motherly tone to it. Sweet and caring. She was like a parent checking up on her child.

Great. The more Fenix noted Ami’s every action, the more confused he became. She had child-like qualities and looks up porn but has a motherly tone to her voice when showing concern?

Realizing he was making his discomfort too obvious, Fenix responded giddily. “Nothing! Haha, sorry. Just wondering… uhm…” he was not expecting a positive answer for this. “…Did you want to go out in the snow?”

“Uh.” her head sunk. Refusing to verbally respond, she peered out the window then back to him in nervous apprehension.

As he expected. He smiled and nodded; knowing she was too uncomfortable to say “No”.

Fenix relaxed with “The Pokemon Trainer’s Channel” as Ami cuddled up against him. He added a second sweater because the freezing breeze Ami invited along with the air conditioner blasting made the temperature nearly unbearable for Fenix. However, it was bliss for Ami.

“A child.” He rubbed his palms down his face as he pondered. “How do I know how old she is without asking her…?” how could he even ask her a question like that? What was he going to do? Just say: “Oh, hey Ami. I think you’re a cub so could you please tell me that you’re not so I don’t have to cope with the fact that I might be some kind of pedophile”?

Then again, that may be the worst way to put it. Nevertheless, there was no way to make that sound nice. Even: “Ami, could you tell me how old you are?” would lack a smooth delivery. There would be a misunderstanding or a problem concerning Fenix’s interest in that particular subject. Why would he want to know after all of the time they spent together? Why now?

Something told him that questioning Ami wouldn’t turn out well at all.

Either way, he still loved the feeling of Ami cuddling up against him. Ordinarily she would keep away from him when he was heavily dressed, but, it must have been 40 degrees in that room. Either way, she would be kept at her common temperature.

His thoughts, however, were refraining him from enjoying this infrequent experience. He wanted to relax with her; to stroke her back with no worries but he felt immense guilt. He reminisced when they had sex… how embarrassed she was during the act. Also, the trickle of blood that ran down her pussy.

Fenix was disgusted at himself. If she really was a cub… he took her innocence and he previously rejoiced at the fact that she was still a virgin. “Oh man…” as his thoughts continued interminably; the more culpable he felt and the more he believed Ami was an ankle-biter!

“Gah!” he nearly shrieked when he felt Ami’s paw running down his thigh. “Why?! Why must she… oh shit.”

“Rape me.” He recalled.

Those words evoked more distress than lust. She meant for it to be seductive but resulted in being a thorn in Fenix’s toe.

As her naughty paws ran up his shirt towards his chest, Fenix pulled away; avoiding her cold touch. Before Ami could even respond to this, Fenix let out a phony chortle and began gathering some sweat pants out of his backpack. “I just remembered we didn’t have any…” he paused; scanning his brain for any excuse that could possibly work. “…Super Potions! You know… for the… yeah.” He scratched his head. “I’ll go pick some up, okay?”

“Uh…” Ami tilted her head perplexedly. …Okay?“ she averted eye contact.

“See you in a little bit!” he rushed out of the door, nearly slamming that son-of-a-bitch with all of his might; leaving poor Ami all by her lonesome. She lie on the bed lamenting her actions and diligently awaiting her master’s return.

~~

“Subtle, Fenix!” he scolded himself while pushing his way through the crowded masses of Jubilife city. “Way to act like you’re avoiding her again!” his conscious rebuked which was countered with: “Well, technically we are avoiding her.”

“Still. Guilt is definitely going to be a problem here… but she was feeling us up and we couldn’t get caught up in mood!”

“Caught up in the mood of being seduced by a cub?”

“We still don’t know if that’s the case!”

“It might as well be.”

“How?! We don’t even have that much evidence.”

“Curiosity is one. Looking up porn would be that evidence.”

“Adults do that too!”

“Still. How many adults get in trouble for looking at porn?”

“If they do it in the workplace or at home, they can either get fired or divorced!”

“That may be true. However, the fact that Ami does not have a job and is not married could prove something.”

“What the hell are you talking about?! Ami is a Pokemon under her Trainer! That’s her job! Plus, Pokemon don’t officially get married so there would be no divorces involved!”

“Even if that’s the case, I’m more worried about the fact that Fenix doesn’t seem mad about it.”

“I think he’s more concerned about the cub thing.”

“He should be. Hey, here’s some other bit of evidence: She acts like a child.”

“There is such a thing as young at heart!”

“Yeah, but when it comes to sex, I thought a more mature side would show itself.”

“How can you be mature during sex?”

“For one thing: Not being embarrassed when the man who’s fucking you does it while you’re on your back; staring down at your chest.”

“Embarrassment doesn’t belong to one age group! Plus, her discoloration causes her to be more self-conscious than most Pokemon!”

Before Fenix knew it, he had bumped into several bystanders. “Sorry!” he awkwardly called out to them and continued on his way; completely disregarding them afterwards.

He found himself completely immersed in the magnificence that was Jubilife city but couldn’t even enjoy it due to his current obsession! It was a shame. “What do I do?” he asked himself. “What if she tries to seduce me again?” he remembered the night before… how Ami cried because she thought he was shunning her. “I can’t keep avoiding her like this, she’ll know something’s up!”

Fenix searched the city for anything that may give him a clue; just a little something to jog his problem-solving skills. Something that can help him in his time of need.

Then, lo and behold, he is greeted with a sex shop!

…Wait, what?

A light bulb had appeared over his head. He had an idea! A hastily thrown together idea -- but still an idea! Fenix barged inside after being accosted by a man behind a concession stand, begging him to buy a hotdog, only to be welcomed by a male cashier in the empty store. “Hey, pal!” he spoke in such an enthusiastic and friendly tone that it was actually kind of creepy. He unnecessarily wore a pair of aviators indoors with a porn ‘stache and a cap. He was somewhat portly as well. “Wel-”

“I need your most realistic dildo!” an awkward silence befell the two as the cashier had a difficult time grasping what Fenix had just said. He was frozen as Fenix impatiently awaited any kind of response. “…hello?”

“You need wha-a-at?” he reacted startled to Fenix’s brazen request.

“I…” Fenix slowly repeated for the man he now believed was hard of hearing. “…need… your… most… real… istic… dildo…please.”

“I’m sorry if I come across as baffled, buddy, but,” he pointed at Fenix’s crotch. “Is that not the most fuckin’ realistic you can get or is there something wrong?” he jollily slapped his knee. “Just kidding, just kidding!”

“Wha…?” Fenix’s head sunk. It abruptly dawned on him how this whole situation looked. Oh, what a misunderstanding. “No, no! I mean it’s for my girlfriend!”

“Hmm… what’s your shoe size?” he repetitively slapped his knee again.

“Very funny.”

“Not in touch with your Lothario side?”

“Just… just let me pay for the dildo, damn you.” That was his intention, but as soon as he spoke those words, he decided to look over his so-called plan. “Wait a second.” He said to the cashier who was, by this point, utterly puzzled as to what was wrong with Fenix. “If I were to get a dildo… what would that lead to?”

He just realized that his plan had no foundation. It had no real steps or phases… or a backup. What the hell was his plan? It was to pleasure Ami without it being his own member sticking inside of her. How was he going to do that without her noticing and why would that be any better than actually making love to her? It would still be considered engaging in sexual acts with a minor.

“Oh man, I think I’m losing quickly losing my mind here.” He buried his face in his palms; running his hands through his kempt red hair. “Never mind. Just forget I said anything.” He forced a chuckle.

“Something’s wrong with you, man.” The cashier stated in a sing-song voice. “What’s up, partner?”

A flabbergasted Fenix observed his surroundings of sex toys and porn videos. “Don’t take this the wrong way but-” he backed up slowly. “I came in here on impulse but I’m really not looking for advice from a guy who… sells plastic cocks for a living.”

“Hey, hey, I take offense to that.” The cashier coltishly shook his index finger at Fenix. “I also sell the finest in glass cocks, buddy!” once again with the knee slap. He had this increasingly wheezy laugh that, whenever he broke out, it would sound like he was ready to cough up a lung.

“Uh-huh. Okay then.” Fenix avoided eye contact at all costs.

“Also, I think you’re not even acknowledging our va-aa-ast video selection!” he made his way around the counter; his arms raised towards the rows upon rows of pornography.

“I’m really not intere-”

“I mean, we got fuckin’ ‘Porno Holocaust’.”

“What the fu-”

“S.S. Extermination Love Camp.”

“Wait, wait, what the fu-uuuu-”

“Ooh. I know what you’d like,” he overdramatically pointed out the third aisle. “Caligula. Right?”

By this point, Fenix drew the line. Forget S.S. Extermination Love Camp or Porno Holocaust… but Caligula?! “Oh come on now!” he threw up his arms. “Caligula wasn’t even meant to be a porn! It was meant to be a political satire! Plus, it wasn’t even sexy! It was… it was fu… damn it, it was nasty!”

“Well, my boy.” The cashier rubbed his chin stubble. “You seem to know quite a bit about ‘Little Soldier’s Boot’.”

“One: The movie “Caligula” isn’t even all that accurate with the actual history so I wouldn’t even know all that much about Little Soldier’s Boot if I only based my opinion on that movie! And two… I’ve watched it because of how controversial it was!”

“Sure, man.” He gave Fenix a pat on the back. “I’m just messing around with you! Come on, why so serious? Let’s get your problems out of your hair, shall we?”

Fenix uncomfortably groaned in agreement, however, he knew he was going to have to give him the more favorable version of this story. He figured that if he pinned this mess on a nonexistent “friend” it might turn out to get him more information.

He told the man about how his friend “Jacob” and Ami were in love which, the man interjected with: “You know, you and your buddy had better be careful with that.”

“About what?”

“Telling people that he’s in love with a Pokemon.” He sighed. “Some people don’t really - uhm - react all that positively when it comes to that.

“Is that illegal?” Fenix’s concern was conspicuous which definitely made him a suspicious character.

“No, but it’s frowned upon, I can tell you that.” The man pulled out a bag of potato chips seemingly out of nowhere. “Want some?”

“Oh… uh, no.” accepting potato chips from a stranger working at a sex shop? No way, but divulging on dilemmas with a stranger working at a sex shop is no big deal. *Sarcasm*

“It’s frowned upon at least in Jubilife, but just warning you not to go and tell strangers that.” He took 4 chips at a time to the mouth. “You might get your buddy in some serious fuckin’ trouble.”

“Are you a stranger?”

“Nah, don’t worry. I won’t squeal. I can see where you’re - I mean your friend’s coming from.” He smiled. “So, continue.”

The cashier was helpful. Fenix told him an alternate version of his story which involved “Jacob” and Ami loving each other but they hadn’t had sex yet. He divulged Ami’s desires and explained the predicament with the lack of knowledge on Ami’s age. The man recommended he went to a library because he did not know much about Glaceons. He figured the local library would probably allow him to use a computer to assist his inquiries.

Fenix knew he could go back to his hotel room to accomplish that, but, with Ami there she would most likely want to know what he was looking up and stumble upon his searches.

“I hope it all works out for you guys!” the cashier offered to shake Fenix’s hand but was shot down. Where the hell have those hands been? “By the way,” he retracted his hand. “The name’s Mike. Something tells me we’re gonna meet again, don’t you think so?”

“Sure.” Fenix said, but what he really wanted to say was “You work in a sex shop in Jubilife. No. We’re not gonna meet again.”

Fenix left the store with his head down in shame. He walked away as quickly as possible as to avoid attention. Now, back to the problem at hand.

The longer this whole thing took, the more he felt this burden.

~~

He arrived at the library after fighting his way through the hordes of bystanders and bitter wind. Jubilife truly was a beautiful place but it was too bad Fenix was more interested in the age of his Glaceon! He rushed inside to speak with a librarian; pleading to use one of their computers only to be shot down when she replied that they were all in use.

So our brilliant hero decides to search for a book on the subject instead of the internet. He was already at the library so why not make good use of its assortment of knowledge? Yet, when he decided to open his mouth, something not-so-brilliant emerged: “I need to know where any books on the signs of Eon adolescence are and how I can tell if they are cubs or not!”

The librarian gave him a stern and staid glare.

~~

After getting abruptly thrown out of the library by two security men, Fenix, alone, continued to aimlessly wander around. “It’s been a while since I left Ami by herself.” He lifted up the neck of his sweater and fitted it over his nose and mouth. He chuckled at the fact that he actually had to block internet access from his Pokemon. “I wonder if she tried to get on that website.”

The only reason he believed he didn’t react angrily towards Ami’s porn exploration was the fact that he knew he wasn’t giving her any satisfaction. He figured that she was only doing that to be favorable towards him as the stereotype of a man which is, sadly, being sex obsessed.

“What? I never avoided you, but I’m just not one for basing a relationship only on sex, you know?” Fenix reminisced on their previous conversation.

“Huh?”

“Like… I love you for who you are,”

“But… I thought guys…”

“Ami, I love you for who you are, not for your body.”

It was true. He wasn’t hoping for a sex-driven relationship but Ami seemed to have other perspectives. “Ah, man.” He groaned. “I really hope she’s not a cub. If not… I can at least make it up to her.” He threw away his expectations. “Perhaps a sex-driven relationship is better for Ami? I mean… she can’t get pregnant with my sperm so it shouldn’t be that big of a deal.”

Anything for Ami.

He took a stroll through, what seemed to be, the scummy district of Jubilife city. Hardened individuals with tattoos and tattered clothes would become the majority out of the horde. He took a shortcut through an alleyway only to find distinct man leaning up against the wall; smoking a cigarette. Ignoring this man entirely, Fenix hoped to step past him but the man’s bulky arm extended outward to block Fenix’s path.

“$35 to pass.” He mumbled with cigarette smoke flowing out of his mouth and nose. He was a portly man with a black muscle shirt on and camo jeans with a short Mohawk. He clearly was not going to take “no” for an answer.

He was a highwayman, thankfully, without a gun.

Fenix nervously giggled. “Well, I don’t have that kind of money on me!” he emptied his pockets only to reveal $20. “I figured you guys liked the ‘all of nothing’ rule so I’d might as well just turn back and get out of your hair!”

His hasty retreat was cut short when the man grabbed him by his sweater. Fenix let out a low squeal like a frightened school boy.

“You trying to escape, boy?”

“I would’ve really liked to do that… yeah.”

“No.” he gripped Fenix’s sweater tightly. “I’m gonna get that twenty-dollar bill out of you… and something else as compensation for the missing fifteen.”

“Aah… aah… am I going to get raped?!” a disturbing image of him in bondage leather chained up on the wall with this guy penetrating his ass nearly caused him to faint.

His mind raced as he ironically flashed back to when he was chasing after Ami with those two greased-up, tanned men pursuing him for calling Nurse Joy a bitch. He remembered his flying-jump kick of faith into one of the men’s faces which sent him spiraling.

Roaring at the top of his lungs; Fenix endeavored to recreate that miracle by hopping up and attempting that same kick into the highwayman’s skull. He felt the impact but quickly realized that it did not feel right. Fenix awkwardly observed the point of impact only to discover that the highwayman had blocked his attack.

“Well...” Fenix sighed. “...crap.” He stay with his foot in the air, the man’s grip on his ankle becoming tighter with each passing second. “You know what’d be great? If you could just pretend I hit you? Yeah… you can just fall down, I’ll give you the twenty-dollar bill and I can be on my way! Yeah - that’d be grea-a-at.”

Fenix was answered by a devastating punch to the gut which sent him hurdling across the snow like a ragdoll. He let out a weak, pained whimper while face-first against the snow. As the highwayman approached Fenix, he abruptly stopped at the sound of a feminine call. “Hey!” she roared. “Get the hell away from him!”

“Ami…?” was Fenix’s first guess but as he turned around he beheld a dazzling sight. It was a human female but there was something, for lack of a better word, amazing about her. She had this strikingly confident grin considering what she was getting herself involved in.

She wore a violet overcoat with 3 inch square buttons, shorts to expose her long and slim legs (even in this weather) with a pair of cotton gloves; this girl wasn’t the image of a savior but she sure had the attitude of one.

“…And you’re going to save this guy?” the highwayman smirked.

“Oh!” she brushed her lavender hair back with her fingers, gripped her ridiculously lengthy braided ponytail and played with it. “I’m not going to.” She snapped her fingers then continued fiddling with her braid.

…

…

…

A few moments passed with no sign of anything. “Uh…”

“Don’t worry, he’ll be here soon.” The girl said. Then, as she tucked her ponytail behind her, Fenix saw something dashing past the tall buildings behind her. Before he knew it, a male Zangoose was upon them. He kicked up some snow as he slid in front of his supposed trainer.

“You bothering, Kagami?” the Zangoose had this cocky attitude to him.

“So, Kagami’s her name?” Fenix thought.

“Nah, Gunner,” Kagami stated. “He’s bothering the boy on the ground over there.”

“Boy, huh.” Fenix murmured in annoyance.

“Ooh,” Gunner, the Zangoose, pointed at the highwayman. “Busy picking on people smaller than you?”

“Busy rushing in like a servant to help your master?”

“Busy showing off your strength to compensate for your tiny cock?”

“Aha! Pretty good comebacks for a ferret,” the highwayman scoffed.

“Wait,” Fenix pondered. “What’s a ferret?”

“Pretty good comebacks for a prison bitch.”

“Good comebacks for Seviper food.”

“Good comebacks for a cousin fucker.”

“You calling me a redneck…?”

“I probably would be if you had a neck.” Ooh, a fat joke.

“You’re one to talk, Zangoose.”

“Yeah, well, there’s a difference between the way a species is supposed to look and the fact that whenever you sleep with someone, they most likely vanish somewhere in your bellybutton.”

“It’s mighty kind of you to mention that I actually get some action.”

“Oh, excuse me. I gave you the benefit of a doubt. So, how old was she? How long has she been in the family?”

“Again with the redneck thing! I wouldn’t be so high and mighty when you Pokemon seem to mate with your own family as well in a pack.”

“Ooh, you got me there, bro. It’s a good thing we’re not in a restaurant or I would be saying I got served.”

Fenix coughed as he tried to cope with the pain resonating in his stomach. What the hell was going on?

“Damn straight.” The highway man, once again, scoffed.

“Except for the fact that my kind has to do that and your kind has those who just like to do it… like you.”

“You fucker!”

“You fucker!” Gunner copied.

“Uh…”

“Uh…”

“What the hell are you-”

“What the hell are you-”

“Oh, you know you lost so you’re trying-”

“Oh, you know you lost so you’re trying-”

“Okay, okay, I can play like that.”

“Okay, okay, I can play like that.”

“You’re retarded.”

“You’re retarded.”

“You’re a jackass.”

“You’re a jackass.”

“I got raped by a man!”

“…Oh, that sucks.”

The highwayman sort of walked into that one. “Fuck you!”

“Yeah, you’d like that wouldn’t you.” Gunner smirked as he continued under his breath. “Homo brother cousin fucker.”

“Well,” Fenix shakily exhaled in pain. “This has to be the most immature fight I’ve ever seen.”

“Ooh, I’ve had just about enough of you, Zangoose!” he cracked his knuckles.

“It’s a shame, your mother said the exact opposite thing.”

“That’s it!” he pulled out a weapon. “Switch-blade, I choose you!”

Gunner sighed. “You really think that’s a good idea?”

“What?”

“In case you forgot,” Gunner’s fur stood up on end as a stream of electricity surged; gyrating around his body. A gleaming teal shield engulfed while he discharged flames from his mouth, all the while, his claws became glossy. “I’m a Pokemon - wait, what?” apparently the man had retreated while Gunner was charging up.

Smart man.

“Jeez, Gunner!” Kagami lightly slapped him on the shoulder as soon as he powered down. “I don’t get you sometimes.”

“Hehe, why’s that?”

“You provoke the guy then show him why it was a bad idea to be provoked?”

“What?” Gunner crossed his arms. “It makes it more fun that way.”

Kagami approached Fenix and extended her arm out to him. “Hey there.” He took her hand and she helped him up to his feet. “The name’s Kagami Anzai, what’s yours?”

~~

“Are you sure?!” an ecstatic Fenix asked for reassurance, clasping his stomach which had become sore. He had just concluded his story to Kagami about his imaginary friend “Jacob” and Ami with their predicament. “Are you absolutely sure?!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Kagami uncomfortably restated. “There’s no way that Glaceon is a cub. I’d say a young adult or at the end of teenage years perhaps. Perfectly legal if she wanted to be in a relationship with a human.” she pulled out a cell phone, walked around for a connection, then went online and searched. “Here, the search results say exactly what I just said.

Fenix let out a long, long, lo-oo-ng sigh of relief. Something about her words convinced him. She answered quickly and informatively; he came to the conclusion that she obviously knew what she was talking about.

“Even if they evolve only if they train near an Ice Rock?”

“Yup. If she was a cub, she wouldn’t be capable of training enough to actually evolve at the Ice Rock. Don’t worry for your friend,” she patted him on the back. “There’s no way she’s a cub so there’s no way he would get in trouble, plus,” she pulled out a cell phone, walked around for a connection, then went online and searched. “Here, the search results say exactly what I just said.”

“And the porn thing?”

“Yeah, you should tell your friend to talk to her about it.” Kagami stated. “I don’t really believe she’d do it by the way you described her. She doesn’t seem like one to look up that kind of stuff so I wouldn’t believe it even if it showed history. Maybe there’s another reason?”

Gunner coughed.

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Fenix violently shook Kagami’s hands. Gunner instinctively went on guard due to Fenix’s abrupt action. “Thank you for your help! M- My friend - will really appreciate the information!”

And with that, Fenix joyfully bolted back to the Pokemon Center; leaving Kagami and Gunner in the alleyway.

“Cute guy.” Kagami lasciviously smirked with a finger to her lip.

“Eh,” Gunner pouted; turning away from his impish trainer. “If you like that sort of thing…”

~~

It seemed the only problem left was the fact that Ami might looking up porn, however, Kagami’s words seemed to ring true. Ami didn’t seem like one to do that sort of thing. Maybe there was an explanation?

Also, it seemed Fenix’s stroke of luck was not over yet! Well… not including the punch to the gut but he wasn’t feeling that anymore anyways!

Before Fenix dashed past the Nurse Joy of the Jubilife Pokemon Center, she caught his attention. “Hello? Sir?!”

“Yeah?”

“We’re terribly sorry but there is something… rather embarrassing that we must tell you.” She brought up a computer screen. “It seems that the previous recipient of the temporary laptop we gave to you was… riddled with unwanted links to explicit websites.”

“What?!” bingo.

“Yes, yes.” She blushed. “We offer our sincerest apologies that the history was not deleted before you received the laptop and,” she pulled out a tissue box. “We, uh, offer you the finest tissue in the Sinnoh region.” She slid the box forward with her finger. “Go ahead!”

Was she being serious right now? Oh well, Fenix accepted the stupidest regret gift he had ever been offered and continued up to his room with two planets of problems lifted off of his shoulders. Ami was confirmed to be of legal age and she was vindicated of her alleged porn-searching.

He kicked the door open which only served to scare the shit out of Ami. “Waah!!” she jumped out of bed and nearly crashed into the TV. “Fenix! I wanted to ask…”

“Nope!” he vigorously interjected as he slammed the door shut. Fenix leered at Ami with his hands tucked away in his pockets.

“Wha… what?” Fenix’s shadow loomed over her as he closed in. “What’s… what’s wrong, Fenix? A-and I thought you were getting a Super Potion or som-” he shut her up with a forceful kiss. She backed away in shock as she crawled up on the bed to take a defensive position. “W-w-what wa-a-as th-h-hat for?!” she rapidly stuttered. “I-I… uhm… I-”

Fenix grabbed hold of Ami who was too astonished at this sudden impulsive behavior. “B-b-but…”

“It’s time to go, Ami!” he entered the bathroom with her, his sexual urge massively obvious. It seemed to hit him like a ton of bricks as soon as Ami was cleared of her accusations.

Funny thing: After Fenix stormed out like that earlier when she was trying to seduce him… she believed full-heartedly that her cravings were not going to be satisfied that day.

Fenix locked the bathroom door as he set his adorable little Glaceon on the counter. “Let’s do this.” He threw off his layers of sweat pants.

“Oh…” Ami’s shock turned into contentment. “...Sensei.”

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(Here’s a little parody of a widely-known two-word phrase. Though I know not many of you may get it so I’ll give you a link to the YouTube video… then you shall understand! :D Oh, and by the way, I wonder how many references the readers got…)

The highwayman had returned home after being thoroughly intimidated by Gunner’s display of abilities. He sit at his home, pondering his life and how things got the way they were. His crummy house creaked at regular intervals. Rats infested every room. The electricity barely worked and his only source of light, for the most part, was candlelight.

He was a literature enthusiast; trying his hardest to become a writer while reading the works of Plato, Aristotle and Socrates. He also took an interest to stories such as A Tale of Two Cities, A Clockwork Orange and The Canterbury Tales. A brilliant man… but down on his luck.

Rethinking his life as an illegitimate highwayman, he looked over the trash that riddled his house. He sorted them up from recyclables to trash and put them in according bags to take out for the trash man. He stepped out into the freezing Jubilife climates with his sandals to throw his bags out into the trash cans. He tossed out the recyclables, then, as he moved on to the trash… he noticed two figures glaring at him from the middle of the street.

It was Fenix and Gunner, the Zangoose.

“What the…?”

Fenix, with a crazed grin on his face, reached into the pocket of his sweat pants and pulled out… a pistol.

The highwayman witnessed Gunner mouthing “Get this fool.”

In compliance, Fenix rose the pistol up to meet with its sights and took aim at the highwayman. His hands shook, his eyebrows jerked and his head twitched as he uttered the legendary phrase: “GARBAGE DAY!!”

“No!” the highwayman uttered as he heard that terrible sound… bang. “Oww!” something wasn’t right. He dropped his bag of recyclables and observed the point of minimal pain. There was a red mark on his right shoulder. “It’s a… BB Gun?”

Fenix and Gunner, no longer capable of sustaining their composure, burst out laughing at the highwayman’s expense. “Ohh, you should’ve seen yourself, you ass-wipe!”

Fenix took this chance to get the hell out of there, laughing his balls off while Gunner stayed behind only to state: “Your face makes me laugh…” he awkwardly stared eye-to-eye with the shaking victim. “…kay, bye.” He then dashed off as fast as he could.

( Here’s the link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7gIpuIVE3k or you could just type in Garbage Day on YouTube :D )

(Oh, and a little something extra. I posted up a picture on my Shapeshifter Productions profile and I wanted to know if you guys see the picture the same as I do. Is it huge or is it proportional to your screen? I figure its because of the resolution, but I changed it to like... 768 x 768 when it used to be 2000 x 2000 or something around that. Oh well. I drew that picture because... why not? Haha.)

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