Pocket Monsters

Author's note:

A little treat, for all those Pokemon and #meddison fans out there.

bobbiejelly

Pocket Monsters

Meredith and Addison and their struggles with video games.

"Uh-oh," says Bailey Shepherd, as he hears footsteps coming up near the door. "Mommy's sounding mad like a Rhyhorn, you might wanna shut that off," he whispers to Henry Montgomery.

"Awe, but I almost passed the seventh gym battle," says Henry, reluctantly.

"We can play later," says Zola. "I'll even let you trade so you can get an Alakazam," she offers.

"I wanna Ditto, 'cause it looks like Jello," says Ellis.

"Quick, hide it, because momma's with her!" says Zola, knowing that with both of their parents at once, they'd never see their games for a week with them out past their technology curfew.

"Just one second-," says Henry, as he tries to save the game.

"Oh no, too late, we've seen it. Hand it over, little man," says Addison, with her hands on her hips.

"And the game too, I know that trick. And I know that Zola will let you play it on her's if I don't confiscate it," says Meredith.

"Awe," Henry sighs.

"Guess I'm gonna beat it faster than you," says Bailey.

"But not faster than me! I've already completed it!" says Zola.

"I wanna play!" says Ellis.

"If you were a Pokemon, which one would you be?" Zola offers conversation since they can't play their game any more.

"I'd be a Gyrados, because I love to swim!" says Henry.

"I'd be a Chikorita, because I love plants!" says Bailey.

"I'd be a Snorunt, because I love ice!" says Ellis.

"I'd be a Slowpoke, because I love to sleep!" Zola giggles.

This conversation continues for a while into the evening, while Meredith and Addison end up laughing in the living room, sitting together.

"Do you think that they've noticed that we've been playing their game also?" Meredith whispers into Addison's ear.

"I hope not," says Addison. "But I was hoping they'd have gotten past this part, because I can't figure out the next sequence of events!" says Addison.

"You know, if you were a Pokémon, I bet you'd be a Ponyta, with your flaming red hair," says Meredith sweetly, as she leans onto Addison's shoulder, watching her play on the Gameboy.

"You know which Pokémon I'd picture for you?" Addison asks Meredith idly, as she keeps trying to get past the next part of her game.

"Which one?" says Meredith, as she tries to point out something new.

"Easy, you'd be a Pikachu," says Addison, "because I would choose you."

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