Day Care Romance

"We'll take care of your Wailord for as long as you want."

"Thank you, Mrs. Day Care Lady." May smiled as she handed over the ultra ball that contained her precious Pokémon. Her Wailord, Wanda, was already a very strong Pokémon, and had won many a battle for the young trainer. Nevertheless, May had even higher hopes for the gigantic whale, and she figured that leaving her in the hands in the Day Care couple was a quick and easy way to increase Wanda's power.  

"Just don't forget about your Pokémon," the Day Care Lady added. "You don't want to leave her for so long that you can't afford the fee when you come back."

"I'll remember," May replied as she turned to walk out the door. "Don't worry! I wouldn't ever forget my--"

"M-may?"

May stopped in her tracks, her gaze leaping from the Day Care Lady to the door, where a familiar face greeted her puzzled look. "Brendan?"

"What're you doing here?" the startled trainer asked. He glanced down at his simple Pokeball, blushing slightly.

"I just brought my Wailord in for some training," May explained. She too glanced down at the Pokeball in Brendan's sweating hand. "What's in there?"

"Well…" Brendan's eyes flitted nervously up to May's. "It's my, um, Skitty."

"Your… Skitty?" May snorted. "Aren't those a little too cutesy for a guy?"

"Twinkles happens to be a male Skitty, thank you very much! He is very powerful!"
"Skitties can be male?"

"YES!" Brendan exclaimed, glaring at his giggling rival. "Twinkles is a VERY MANLY SKITTY."

May rolled her eyes. "I'm sure." She gracefully stepped around her fuming, red-faced rival. "Well, I guess I'll see you again sometime. I hope that you've obtained some Pokémon that are… less pink by the time we battle next."

"Oh yeah?!?" Brendan retorted. "And I hope you've caught a Pokémon that isn't a fat, lumbering piece of--"

The door slammed in Brendan's face.
***

Twinkles felt very nervous as he gazed around the grassy compound of the Day Care center. This was the first time that he had ever been away from his trainer, and he missed Brendan's soft, caressing touch and his whispers of "Good, Twinkles" and "Oh, Twinkles, you adorable Skitty."

And all the other Pokémon here were so huge! Why, just in front of him was a gigantic, blubbery form that was obstructing the entire pond from view…

Splash!

Twinkles squeaked as a wall of water came cascading towards him. The water hit the poor, fluffy creature with a resounding crash!

Now I'm soaked! Twinkles thought contemptuously. It must be the fault of that dratted humungoblubber. IT WILL FEEL THE FULL FORCE OF MY REVENGE.

Twinkles raised his water-logged face, ready to enact an incredibly power Swift attack at the great, lumbering creature…

And stopped dead in his tracks.

His mouth fell open. Before him was the most perfect vision of heavenly beauty he had ever seen. Foot after foot of perfect, aqua blue skin glistened in the sunlight reflecting off of the pond. Twinkles could only imagine how sleek, how slippery such delicious skin would feel under his caress…

And those eyes! Those lovely black beady eyes! Twinkles had never seen such beautiful eyes in his entire life. They reminded him of the night sky—black, with star-like twinkles shining in their depths.

Twinkles felt his fur flush all over. How on Earth could he have ever wanted to harm such a glorious creature? Now, if only he could come up with the courage to speak to her…

"WAILLLLLOOOOORD!" the Pokémon exclaimed. HELLLLLLLO!

Twinkles sighed. Even her voice was perfect—the deep, powerful tones entranced his very soul. He felt a hunger within him-- a fierce, overpowering feeling. He had never wanted anything so bad in his life as this Wailord.

"Skitty… skitty skitty." Twinkles replied dreamily. Hello… My name is Twinkles.

"WAILLLLLLLLORD." The Wailord responded, her eyes sizing up the small Pokémon in front of her. I'm Wanda.

"Skitty…. Skitty skitty skitty." That is the most beautiful name I have ever heard.

"WAILORD." Wanda blushed. Oh, stop it you.

"Skitty… skitty skitty skitty skitty skitty." I am not joking. You are the most divine creature that has ever graced me with her presence in my life.

"WAILORRRRRD." And you are the most dashingly handsome being that I have ever laid my eyes upon.

"Skitty." Your luscious skin makes me feel alive.

"WAIIILORD." Your pink fur is the manliest thing I have seen in my life. I am swooning from your overpowering masculinity.

"Skitty…" Oh, Wanda…

"WAIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLOOOOOORRRRRRRRRDDDDDDDD." Oh, Twinkles. I can't handle your presence so close to me. Please, you must release me from this torture I have been in ever since I laid my eyes on you five minutes ago. I need you. FATHER MY CHILDREN.

"Ski-i-ity." Twinkles raised his eyebrows suggestively at Wanda. As you wish, my delectable angel.

Needless to say, very few of the Pokémon in the Day Care center could sleep that night.
***

"Hi, Mr. Day Care Man!" May exclaimed cheerfully as she walked down the path. "How's my Wailord doing?"

"Yeah!" May shot around as another form ran up behind her. "How's my Skitty??"

"Well…" the Day Care Man shuffled his feet uncomfortably. "You see…"

"Why are you here?" May raised her eyebrows suspiciously as she glared at Brendan, her business with the Day Care forgotten.

"Um, I'm a trainer too?" Brendan shot back snarkily.

"I mean, why are you always where I am??" May smiled slightly as she took a step closer to Brendan. "It's almost as if you were following me!"

"W-what??" Brendan glared back at her, taking another step closer. "Why on Earth would I do such a thing?!?"

"I dunno," May twirled her hair around her fingers as she continued to grin at her bumbling rival. "Maybe you can't resist my stunning beauty and charm…"

Brendan gagged audibly. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"

"Not as ridiculous as a male Skitty!"

"SPEAKING OF WHICH," the Day Care Man interrupted loudly. The two bickering trainers abandoned their argument and turned to face the impatient elderly man. "Your Wailord," he began, pointing to May. "And your Skitty," he pointed to Brendan. "Have had... what, um, I mean to say is, whaddya know! I found this egg by both of them this morning!"

May and Brendan's eyes widened in absolute shock.

"A Wailord…" May began. "And a Skitty?"

"MY Skitty and HER Wailord...?" Brendan added, flabbergasted.

The Day Care Man blushed. "W-we merely found this egg. I believe it belongs to both of you."

The two trainers stared, still utterly dumbfounded at this strange change of events.

"Well…" Brendan began, glancing at May. "I guess we'll just have to raise it together…"

"I… I guess so," May replied.

The Day Care Man smiled. "Well then, would you like to come see the happy parents?"

May and Brendan nodded, and the two of them hobbled into the Pokémon center, averting each other's gaze. For, try as they must, they couldn't stop the little spark of hope that erupted in their own hearts at the prospect of raising a Pokémon together.