"Ah~! Perfection!" A Sylveon gleefully yells to herself. She looks down at the finely made clothing she had just finished sewing. She admires her work: a stunning pink dress decked off with pretty little white ribbons and cute, puffy frills.
"I'm just a master at this~" Pinky asserts. "Well, guess I should sell this tomorrow. But, now I have the whole day in front of me, hm, what should I do? What should I do?"
She paces back and forth in her room. She takes a glance at her large, decorated mirror and flaunts a few poses.
Pinky sighs. "Mmm, I'm much too gorgeous, why hasn't a single man fallen for me yet?"
It was a silly question, thanks to all the schoolboys being head over heels for her when she was younger. Well, every boy except...
She jumps onto her bed and groans as she stares at the ceiling. "Ugh, why won't Thunder notice me?"
It was quite annoying to her that he never seems to "get" her obvious hints at love; gosh, that painfully dense boy. Guess she just has to try harder, maybe try to go out with him in town, y'know, like a date.
"Hehe, what a marvelous idea!" She grins as she bounces off her bed.
Exiting her room into the bedroom hallway, she proceeds to knock on Thunder's door, which had a lightning bolt image emblazoned on the front. Unfortunately for her, no mon responded, and upon opening the door (discreetly, of course), it appeared that nobody was inside.
"Ugh! Where could he be?" She pouts. "Hmm...well, I could just ask Rainie where he is! That girl always seems to know where everyone is."
She goes up to a door with a raindrop sign and loudly knocks on it. "Hey, bestie~! Open up!"
"Pinky!" Rainie opens the door, feigning an annoyed expression that quickly shifts into an amused smile. "Arceus, you knock so loud all the time! Thought you were going to break my door, bestie."
"So, what's up?"
"Well, I came here with an absolutely urgent request for info–where's your brother Thunder at?" Pinky dramatically responds with a playful smile.
"Oh, him? He's probably exercising in the gym room right now."
Rainie smirks. "Hey, you aren't still trying to go out on a date with him, are you?"
Pinky's face slightly turns red. "Well...yeah! I've got nothing to do right now, so this is my chance to spend some nice quality time with him. The only problem is that your idiot brother's probably not going to like the sound of a date..."
"Hmm...well, I know! I'll come too! So, it can seem like a hangout."
"I guess that would work." Pinky mutters, admittedly not too excited to have her best friend tag along as the third wheel.
"Hee hee, can't wait to have some fun~" Rainie smiles as they both cross the hallway.
They both descend down the stairs into the basement, reaching the wide, spacious gym room. Passing by several mats, they could see several worn punching bags accompanied by a stationary bike. The punching bags laid close to another even more open room, which Pinky recalled is the training room where Thunder trains with his Dad in.
Boy, Thunder must be so strong since he trains so much, Pinky thought dreamily.
Passing by a column of weights and medicine balls, they travel closer to a Jolteon covered in sweat, his muscles bulging from his bench pressing a heavy-looking set of weights. Pinky promptly freezes, admiring his way too arrogant but oh so sexy expression.
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The Eevee House
FanfictionA colorful family of two Eevees and their Eeveelutions have good laughs, enjoy heartwarming moments, and share deep emotional trauma... Welcome to the Eevee House! Note: Practically all civilized Pokemon present in this fic are bipedal/anthropomorp...