Mr Cat Dog
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Please don't be put off by the name (that's why no one reviews it on SPP according to DarkScyther), or the first two chapters. It does get better so please bear with me. It is a trainer fic, but with considerable amounts of difference. Enjoy.....?
A Tale of Matrimony
Chapter 1 ~ The Dream Unfolds
It was 7:00am in Mossdeep City. The early sunlight illuminated the bedroom of Delia and Anthony Smithson. Bright lavender wallpaper adorned the walls, with little patterns of lilies and roses around the edge. There were two windows around the side, both looking towards the Mossdeep coast ? the sunlight was coming in through them. In the middle of the two windows, lay a four-poster bed ? laced with satin sheets and drapes, and an azure quilt. Apart from the bookcase will hundreds of novels the room was empty.
It was only then that the alarm went off
?Wake up dear. Time to get up now.? Anthony said groggily to his wife. He?d only had three hours sleep, but then again ? he had just been working.
?What? Already? Aw? can?t we just snuggle for 5 more minutes?? Delia pleaded affectionately with her husband, but he wasn?t having any of it
?No, you?ve got to go to work. The department store won?t run itself you know.?
?I know, I know? but still. It would be nice.?
Delia got out of the bed and wandered out of the door and into a walk-in wardrobe. After a few seconds of careful deliberation between clothes choices, she eventually picked the smart-office-type look over the sexy-but-very-revealing junior executive look. She took of her velvet nightgown and dressed into her smart-office-type dress ? which consisted of navy blue trousers, a white shirt, and a scarlet blazer.
?You look lovely dear. Ready for the presentation today?? Anthony was still feeling a bit groggy, but he didn?t really seem to care.
?Absolutely not. The people from Celadon are going to buy us out ? I just know it! Still? there?s nothing I can do about it.? Delia sighed as she came back into the bedroom.
?Oh yes there is. You just give a rip-roaring speech to those Kanto execs and you?ll knock them down like pins.?
?It?s nice that you think like that dear, but these people are really competitive. They know what they want, and will strive to get it. It?s just a shame that they want to buy the Department store.?
Anthony tried to think of something comforting to say, but he just ended up giving his wife a peck on the cheek and going back to bed.
Delia was about to leave the bedroom, when she just remembered something:
?Oh, can I use Milotic to get to work? Its just Aerodactyl?s getting a bit bony, and I don?t want to be in pain for the entire journey.? Delia normally flew on Aerodactyl to get to work. Anthony used Milotic to travel to and from places.
?Yeah sure. I was going to ask if I could use Aerodactyl tonight. You know where he is. Could you place Aerodactyl there so I know where he is for when I need him??
Delia went back to her side of the bed and picked up a Pok?ball from a bedside cabinet. She then walked around to her husband?s side of the bed, placed her Pok?ball down, and picked up his.
She kissed her husband ? who was now back in bed, dozing ? on the head, before exiting the bedroom via another door, parallel to the left window.
It was still only 7:10am, so Delia decided to have some breakfast. She walked into the kitchen (which was joined onto the living room), and poured herself some breakfast cereal, which looked like rabbit food. She then opened the fridge, and took out some milk. She poured it onto the rabbit-food-type cereal, and then walked over to the living room.
The living room itself was quite spacious and inviting. Instead of wallpaper, the walls were painted white ? to make the room seem airier in the summer. To the left of the open plan kitchen, there was the television ? full of so many buttons that it made it look like some super computer. Facing the television, there was the black leather sofa. There were a few other pictures of water Pokemon dotted around the place, and then there was the lock laminate floor, but other than that, there was nothing else of notice in the room.
Delia took her bowl of rabbit food and went to sit on the sofa. She searched for the remote control, before realising that she was sitting on it. She pressed the ?On? button on it, and a flash of light came from the TV to indicate that it had been turned on. She then pressed the ?3? button, and the Channel 3 News came up
?Great!? She said sarcastically to the television, ?Just what I need to start the day.?
She sat through the news of terrorist attacks and lottery winners before the show came to the weather.
?Finally ? something that actually means something to me.? Delia moved forward so she could hear what the weather girl (who always looked as if she was anorexic) was saying:
?Well, there will be some warm fronts coming to Eastern Hoenn today. That should be a bit of a break from the storms they?ve been receiving over the past couple of weeks. In western Hoenn however-?
Delia turned the television off straight away; quickly finished off her rabbit food, and headed for the door. She couldn?t stand the weather people. She went down a narrow hallway, before coming to the front door and opening it. Finally, she shut the door gently ? as not to wake her husband.
?Good morning Delia!? A voice said not too far away
?Morning Steven.? Delia responded. She came closer to him as she didn?t want to shout and wake all of Mossdeep up. ?How are things at Ever Grande??
Steven also came closer, and Delia could see clearer what he was wearing. He was wearing his trademark black and purple waistcoat, with his black shirt underneath. Below the belt, he wore some black trousers and shoes.
?They?re going OK. I might be out of a job though?? Steven sighed
?Why?s that? Is there someone who actually beat you?? Delia questioned
?No, completely the opposite, It seems today?s youth aren?t as strong as they used to be.?
?I see what you mean. I was speaking to Tate and Liza last week, and they say that no one has beaten them in over a month. A week is OK, but a month??
?Well, there?s not much we can do about it. But anyways, I need to get to Ever Grande. There actually might be someone there, waiting to challenge me.?
?You never know. Bye then.?
Steven sent out his Skarmory, got on its back, and flew away southeast, to Ever Grande City.
With that in mind, Delia walked towards the beach with her husband?s Pok?ball in hand. She got closer to the water, but kept on going. It was only when her feet started to get a little wet that she stopped. She enlarged the Pok?ball, before clicking its centre and releasing the Pokemon within.
And from the Pok?ball came a glorious Milotic ? shimmering in its bounteous beauty.
?Aw, are you ready to ride me to work now?? Delia whispered to it.
Milotic gave a gentle hiss, of which Delia thought meant yes. It swam around so that its back was facing Delia. She got on, and Milotic swam away into the morning sun.
~~*~~
Delia was a woman in her early thirties. She had lustrous auburn brown hair, which was long enough to touch her shoulders. Her face was bare of any signs of age or wrinkles, and it was literally as soft as a baby?s bottom. She had eyes of those of a Noctowl, though they were in the place that they should be, and not where a real Noctowl?s would have been. The Noctowl resemblances continued with her nose being the shape of a beak. It wasn?t pointed at the end, but it slightly curved round. Her lips were plump and moist. There were no signs of them drying up. Her body itself was curvy, but not too slim. She worked as the Chief Executive of the Lilycove Department Store. Basically, she ran the place ? and it would have fallen apart without her. She used Aerodactyl both as a travelling partner, but also in customer services, with the Pokemon that occasionally came in.
Anthony was also in his thirties, but nearing more towards forty. His hair was short, jet-black, and spiked at the front. His face was coarse, and was developing signs of old age. Many wrinkles adorned his forehead, and there were some near his cheeks. There was also a spot of grey hair nearer to the back of his head. His eyes were like those of a Shiftry, although were blue instead of golden. His nose was more of a button nose, and failed to protrude any other feature of his face. His mouth was starting to show signs of age, but with a bit of Vaseline it would look a lot younger. His physique was good. Many people thought he would make a good boxer, or even a soccer player, but instead he chose a career in astronomy. He worked at night with Milotic, observing the night sky for new and unrecognisable Pokemon that may be out there ? in outer space, and gave his results back to the Space Centre in Mossdeep.
~~*~~
It was now 5:00 in the evening. Anthony was now awake and was in the streets of Mossdeep with Aerodactyl. The Smithson house was in-between Steven?s house, and the City?s Gym. They were taking a stroll along to the Space Centre to deliver Anthony?s latest findings. They were going at a steady speed, when Aerodactyl noticed something coming from behind.
?What is it? Is there someone coming?? Anthony stopped and looked skywards towards Aerodactyl. Then ? without a moment?s hesitation ? it sped towards the beach. Anthony sighed and ran after it ? it was probably a beached Wailmer.
What it turned out to be was not a beached Wailmer, but Delia and Milotic. Anthony came to greet them:
?Well, how did it go?? Anthony was anxious to hear what happened at the meeting.
?It?s amazing!? Delia was out of breath, which was odd since she had just been riding Milotic for the past twenty minutes, ?The people from Kanto didn?t even show up! When I ?phoned them, they said they weren?t interested! I still have a job ? it?s a miracle.?
Delia started to cry in happiness with her newfound security. All Anthony could do to show his mutual feelings was to cuddle her. It was then that he suggested something:
?We need to celebrate this glorious achievement. What about a home-cooked meal? In the patio??
?That sounds lovely dear, but all I want to do is rest at the moment. Maybe in a couple of hours. OK??
?OK. I?ll start preparing the meal, you just get your feet up and watch television.?
?That?s the best thing I?ve heard all day!?
~~*~~
The couple were in their backyard patio, watching Milotic and Aerodactyl have a rest form being in their Pok?balls, and eating the home-cooked meal tat Anthony had prepared.
?This is lovely. Did you use any herbs or was this straight from the packet?? Delia asked, enjoying her meal.
?No, that?s straight from the packet chicken. Just added a bit of seasoning, some gravy and dotted around a couple of vegetables.? Anthony said, mouth full of potato.
?Wow, you really should become a chef.?
?Nah, all I can cook is chicken? and some vegetables.?
?Well, I think you could become some sort of chicken and vegetable chef or something like that.?
?If there was, then I?d jump at the opportunity, but unfortunately ? there isn?t.?
?Ah well??
?More champagne??
?Fill ?her up!?
Anthony went back to the kitchen to get the bottle of champagne, by now it was just over half full, but by the end of the night it would be empty. He took the bottle outside, so himself or Delia wouldn?t need to go back and forth for it.
?I?ve got the rest of the champagne!? Anthony said to his wife.
?Oh goodie! Fill her up!? Delia said groggily. She seemed a bit tipsy, but not drunk enough so that she was hallucinating or anything.
Anthony took Delia?s glass, and filled it up with some more champagne. It was only then that Delia saw something. That something was a human Pokemon trainer ? a teenager that seemed to be around fourteen or fifteen years old. He was wearing denim jeans, with a blue T-shirt.
?Hey, someone?s trying to challenge Tate and Liza.? Delia said to Anthony ? who was going a little over the top with the champagne,
?So they are!? Anthony turned around (but the champagne flow didn?t stop).
?They?ll crush him!?
?Annihilate him!?
?Destroy him!?
?Make him cry like a little girl!?
The trainer went into the Gym, and the couple lost interest in him. A couple of minutes later though, Anthony came up with an idea:
?You know how you?re always saying that today?s youth aren?t as strong as they used to be??
?Yes?. What are you suggesting??
?Well, why don?t we become Pokemon Trainers? That way we could show the youngsters of today up; get some more exercise; and catch some more Pokemon to use in our everyday life.?
Delia thought about what Anthony was saying. She had always wanted to be a Pokemon Trainer, but her father wouldn?t let her (she never found out the reason why), and when she got her job in the Department Store, there was no time to train Pokemon ? only to look after Aerodactyl.
?Well, why not! It couldn?t do us any harm could it?? Delia said to Anthony.
?Then it?s agreed. I officially declare a toast! To Pokemon, and to showing today?s youth what we?re made of! Cheers!
?Cheers!?
They pinged their champagne glasses together and drank from them ? knowing that the next day would start one big adventure for the couple.
A Tale of Matrimony
Chapter 1 ~ The Dream Unfolds
It was 7:00am in Mossdeep City. The early sunlight illuminated the bedroom of Delia and Anthony Smithson. Bright lavender wallpaper adorned the walls, with little patterns of lilies and roses around the edge. There were two windows around the side, both looking towards the Mossdeep coast ? the sunlight was coming in through them. In the middle of the two windows, lay a four-poster bed ? laced with satin sheets and drapes, and an azure quilt. Apart from the bookcase will hundreds of novels the room was empty.
It was only then that the alarm went off
?Wake up dear. Time to get up now.? Anthony said groggily to his wife. He?d only had three hours sleep, but then again ? he had just been working.
?What? Already? Aw? can?t we just snuggle for 5 more minutes?? Delia pleaded affectionately with her husband, but he wasn?t having any of it
?No, you?ve got to go to work. The department store won?t run itself you know.?
?I know, I know? but still. It would be nice.?
Delia got out of the bed and wandered out of the door and into a walk-in wardrobe. After a few seconds of careful deliberation between clothes choices, she eventually picked the smart-office-type look over the sexy-but-very-revealing junior executive look. She took of her velvet nightgown and dressed into her smart-office-type dress ? which consisted of navy blue trousers, a white shirt, and a scarlet blazer.
?You look lovely dear. Ready for the presentation today?? Anthony was still feeling a bit groggy, but he didn?t really seem to care.
?Absolutely not. The people from Celadon are going to buy us out ? I just know it! Still? there?s nothing I can do about it.? Delia sighed as she came back into the bedroom.
?Oh yes there is. You just give a rip-roaring speech to those Kanto execs and you?ll knock them down like pins.?
?It?s nice that you think like that dear, but these people are really competitive. They know what they want, and will strive to get it. It?s just a shame that they want to buy the Department store.?
Anthony tried to think of something comforting to say, but he just ended up giving his wife a peck on the cheek and going back to bed.
Delia was about to leave the bedroom, when she just remembered something:
?Oh, can I use Milotic to get to work? Its just Aerodactyl?s getting a bit bony, and I don?t want to be in pain for the entire journey.? Delia normally flew on Aerodactyl to get to work. Anthony used Milotic to travel to and from places.
?Yeah sure. I was going to ask if I could use Aerodactyl tonight. You know where he is. Could you place Aerodactyl there so I know where he is for when I need him??
Delia went back to her side of the bed and picked up a Pok?ball from a bedside cabinet. She then walked around to her husband?s side of the bed, placed her Pok?ball down, and picked up his.
She kissed her husband ? who was now back in bed, dozing ? on the head, before exiting the bedroom via another door, parallel to the left window.
It was still only 7:10am, so Delia decided to have some breakfast. She walked into the kitchen (which was joined onto the living room), and poured herself some breakfast cereal, which looked like rabbit food. She then opened the fridge, and took out some milk. She poured it onto the rabbit-food-type cereal, and then walked over to the living room.
The living room itself was quite spacious and inviting. Instead of wallpaper, the walls were painted white ? to make the room seem airier in the summer. To the left of the open plan kitchen, there was the television ? full of so many buttons that it made it look like some super computer. Facing the television, there was the black leather sofa. There were a few other pictures of water Pokemon dotted around the place, and then there was the lock laminate floor, but other than that, there was nothing else of notice in the room.
Delia took her bowl of rabbit food and went to sit on the sofa. She searched for the remote control, before realising that she was sitting on it. She pressed the ?On? button on it, and a flash of light came from the TV to indicate that it had been turned on. She then pressed the ?3? button, and the Channel 3 News came up
?Great!? She said sarcastically to the television, ?Just what I need to start the day.?
She sat through the news of terrorist attacks and lottery winners before the show came to the weather.
?Finally ? something that actually means something to me.? Delia moved forward so she could hear what the weather girl (who always looked as if she was anorexic) was saying:
?Well, there will be some warm fronts coming to Eastern Hoenn today. That should be a bit of a break from the storms they?ve been receiving over the past couple of weeks. In western Hoenn however-?
Delia turned the television off straight away; quickly finished off her rabbit food, and headed for the door. She couldn?t stand the weather people. She went down a narrow hallway, before coming to the front door and opening it. Finally, she shut the door gently ? as not to wake her husband.
?Good morning Delia!? A voice said not too far away
?Morning Steven.? Delia responded. She came closer to him as she didn?t want to shout and wake all of Mossdeep up. ?How are things at Ever Grande??
Steven also came closer, and Delia could see clearer what he was wearing. He was wearing his trademark black and purple waistcoat, with his black shirt underneath. Below the belt, he wore some black trousers and shoes.
?They?re going OK. I might be out of a job though?? Steven sighed
?Why?s that? Is there someone who actually beat you?? Delia questioned
?No, completely the opposite, It seems today?s youth aren?t as strong as they used to be.?
?I see what you mean. I was speaking to Tate and Liza last week, and they say that no one has beaten them in over a month. A week is OK, but a month??
?Well, there?s not much we can do about it. But anyways, I need to get to Ever Grande. There actually might be someone there, waiting to challenge me.?
?You never know. Bye then.?
Steven sent out his Skarmory, got on its back, and flew away southeast, to Ever Grande City.
With that in mind, Delia walked towards the beach with her husband?s Pok?ball in hand. She got closer to the water, but kept on going. It was only when her feet started to get a little wet that she stopped. She enlarged the Pok?ball, before clicking its centre and releasing the Pokemon within.
And from the Pok?ball came a glorious Milotic ? shimmering in its bounteous beauty.
?Aw, are you ready to ride me to work now?? Delia whispered to it.
Milotic gave a gentle hiss, of which Delia thought meant yes. It swam around so that its back was facing Delia. She got on, and Milotic swam away into the morning sun.
~~*~~
Delia was a woman in her early thirties. She had lustrous auburn brown hair, which was long enough to touch her shoulders. Her face was bare of any signs of age or wrinkles, and it was literally as soft as a baby?s bottom. She had eyes of those of a Noctowl, though they were in the place that they should be, and not where a real Noctowl?s would have been. The Noctowl resemblances continued with her nose being the shape of a beak. It wasn?t pointed at the end, but it slightly curved round. Her lips were plump and moist. There were no signs of them drying up. Her body itself was curvy, but not too slim. She worked as the Chief Executive of the Lilycove Department Store. Basically, she ran the place ? and it would have fallen apart without her. She used Aerodactyl both as a travelling partner, but also in customer services, with the Pokemon that occasionally came in.
Anthony was also in his thirties, but nearing more towards forty. His hair was short, jet-black, and spiked at the front. His face was coarse, and was developing signs of old age. Many wrinkles adorned his forehead, and there were some near his cheeks. There was also a spot of grey hair nearer to the back of his head. His eyes were like those of a Shiftry, although were blue instead of golden. His nose was more of a button nose, and failed to protrude any other feature of his face. His mouth was starting to show signs of age, but with a bit of Vaseline it would look a lot younger. His physique was good. Many people thought he would make a good boxer, or even a soccer player, but instead he chose a career in astronomy. He worked at night with Milotic, observing the night sky for new and unrecognisable Pokemon that may be out there ? in outer space, and gave his results back to the Space Centre in Mossdeep.
~~*~~
It was now 5:00 in the evening. Anthony was now awake and was in the streets of Mossdeep with Aerodactyl. The Smithson house was in-between Steven?s house, and the City?s Gym. They were taking a stroll along to the Space Centre to deliver Anthony?s latest findings. They were going at a steady speed, when Aerodactyl noticed something coming from behind.
?What is it? Is there someone coming?? Anthony stopped and looked skywards towards Aerodactyl. Then ? without a moment?s hesitation ? it sped towards the beach. Anthony sighed and ran after it ? it was probably a beached Wailmer.
What it turned out to be was not a beached Wailmer, but Delia and Milotic. Anthony came to greet them:
?Well, how did it go?? Anthony was anxious to hear what happened at the meeting.
?It?s amazing!? Delia was out of breath, which was odd since she had just been riding Milotic for the past twenty minutes, ?The people from Kanto didn?t even show up! When I ?phoned them, they said they weren?t interested! I still have a job ? it?s a miracle.?
Delia started to cry in happiness with her newfound security. All Anthony could do to show his mutual feelings was to cuddle her. It was then that he suggested something:
?We need to celebrate this glorious achievement. What about a home-cooked meal? In the patio??
?That sounds lovely dear, but all I want to do is rest at the moment. Maybe in a couple of hours. OK??
?OK. I?ll start preparing the meal, you just get your feet up and watch television.?
?That?s the best thing I?ve heard all day!?
~~*~~
The couple were in their backyard patio, watching Milotic and Aerodactyl have a rest form being in their Pok?balls, and eating the home-cooked meal tat Anthony had prepared.
?This is lovely. Did you use any herbs or was this straight from the packet?? Delia asked, enjoying her meal.
?No, that?s straight from the packet chicken. Just added a bit of seasoning, some gravy and dotted around a couple of vegetables.? Anthony said, mouth full of potato.
?Wow, you really should become a chef.?
?Nah, all I can cook is chicken? and some vegetables.?
?Well, I think you could become some sort of chicken and vegetable chef or something like that.?
?If there was, then I?d jump at the opportunity, but unfortunately ? there isn?t.?
?Ah well??
?More champagne??
?Fill ?her up!?
Anthony went back to the kitchen to get the bottle of champagne, by now it was just over half full, but by the end of the night it would be empty. He took the bottle outside, so himself or Delia wouldn?t need to go back and forth for it.
?I?ve got the rest of the champagne!? Anthony said to his wife.
?Oh goodie! Fill her up!? Delia said groggily. She seemed a bit tipsy, but not drunk enough so that she was hallucinating or anything.
Anthony took Delia?s glass, and filled it up with some more champagne. It was only then that Delia saw something. That something was a human Pokemon trainer ? a teenager that seemed to be around fourteen or fifteen years old. He was wearing denim jeans, with a blue T-shirt.
?Hey, someone?s trying to challenge Tate and Liza.? Delia said to Anthony ? who was going a little over the top with the champagne,
?So they are!? Anthony turned around (but the champagne flow didn?t stop).
?They?ll crush him!?
?Annihilate him!?
?Destroy him!?
?Make him cry like a little girl!?
The trainer went into the Gym, and the couple lost interest in him. A couple of minutes later though, Anthony came up with an idea:
?You know how you?re always saying that today?s youth aren?t as strong as they used to be??
?Yes?. What are you suggesting??
?Well, why don?t we become Pokemon Trainers? That way we could show the youngsters of today up; get some more exercise; and catch some more Pokemon to use in our everyday life.?
Delia thought about what Anthony was saying. She had always wanted to be a Pokemon Trainer, but her father wouldn?t let her (she never found out the reason why), and when she got her job in the Department Store, there was no time to train Pokemon ? only to look after Aerodactyl.
?Well, why not! It couldn?t do us any harm could it?? Delia said to Anthony.
?Then it?s agreed. I officially declare a toast! To Pokemon, and to showing today?s youth what we?re made of! Cheers!
?Cheers!?
They pinged their champagne glasses together and drank from them ? knowing that the next day would start one big adventure for the couple.