Pokemon Boiz x Reader

Oh Mary, Contrary, How Does Your Garden Grow? [Professor Sycamore x Reader]

I have a few ideas already~ Yay! This request is also by ZoeyRedbird1! Now, that's enough talking at the beginning! STORYTIME!!!

You were walking around the lab, Skiddo following you around everywhere you went, carrying some papers the Professor asked you to bring to one of the scientists. You walked into the room to see no one there. You shrugged and placed the papers on the desk, turning to leave, but you stopped when you saw Professor Sycamore himself standing there.

Skiddo ran up to the professor happily. Professor Sycamore smiled and knelt down. He started giving affection to Skiddo, causing you to smile. You walked over to them and sat on your knees, also starting to stroke the grass type Pokémon affectionately. You felt his eye s on you so you looked up to meet them. He had a compassionate, clumsy grin on his face.

"So Skiddo follows you everywhere you go? Like with Mary and the little Mareep."

You giggled a little bit and looked down at Skiddo. He was laying down happily, being stroked by two humans at once. This had to be petting Heaven for the little guy! He looked up at you with big, adorable eyes. You couldn't help but internally aww and look back up at Professor Sycamore with a sly smile.

"What other Maries do I remind you of?"

Sycamore's first wife was named Mary. He knew this was clearly why you asked him. He looked down in defeat, forcing an awkward smile and a breath of a laugh you can hardly call a laugh. Well shoot. You caught him. You caught him trying to flirt with you. You were the kindest one here. He thought maybe he could get a coffe or something. But you don't exactly take the bait. He may as well work with what you gave him. He looked back up at you with that same clumsy smile, still petting the spoiled Skiddo on the ground. Man, this Skiddo had it made!

"Well, little Miss Mary."

You rose an eyebrow, not getting where your boss was getting at. Man, your knees were getting tired. You shifted yourself so you were sitting with crossed legs. Did anyone else in elementary school call this "criss cross applesauce"? No? Just my school was that weird? Okay. But you kept that same coy smirk in your face.

"She was quite contrary. She had a lovely garden and was unique."

You couldn't help it. You let out a breath laugh. You didn't want to laugh, but the Professor was being such a dork. You couldn't believe you were laughing at this! Skiddo felt s lack of pets coming from you so he whined loudly, causing you to laugh even harder. You tried to apologize in between laughs, but it just came out as a breathy mess. Alright! Alright! He wins! Mercy! Uncle! Arceus Christ that was so lame!

"Okay fine, you win. Let me guess, coffee date! Lysandere Cafe?"

Professor Sycamore clcikced his tongue and did a finger gun with one hand. He would use two, but mister spoiledious maximus laying in the floor would whine again. MAN THIS POKÉMON WAS MORE SPOILED THAN THE DAMN AUTHOR!!! You snickered again. Man, he was a dork. But it was your fault for starting to get a crush on him.

"Alright. After work I'll meet ya there."

And Skiddo wouldn't let you leave for another fifteen minutes.

Oh Skiddo. Oh oh Skiddo. I'm sorry this is so short and do terrible. It's better than three hundred words though, right? I'm sorry.

~Eva