Pokemon Boiz x Reader

Jump All The Ropes! [Chili x Reader]

IF YOU DO ONE YOU DO ALL, THAT IS STRIATON LAW

"Let's go, Chili! Cilan says you need to work out that energy, then we are going to work out!"

You threw a jump rope over to him and grinned. Chili grinned now right back,catching the rope by the handles. You set yours up and you put on the music. You were doing a workout session together because his brothers claim he has too much energy and if you have that extra nerdy you might as well burn it doing something to help your body. Plus your little fire boi has been getting s little tummie with all those sweets he sneaks at ten o'clock at night while his brothers are trying to go to bed.

"Yeah! Let's go! I'm ready to jump rope!"

The music started to play. And you took the jump rope and got your rhythm relatively early, just letting your wrists flip to the movement. Jumrope was an easier exercise for you and it didn't really take much to do. You look over at Chili who was struggling to get his momentum. You pursed your lips before yelling over the blaring boombox.

"TRY TO JUMP IN TUNE TO THE MUSIC"

Chili nodded and tried again, watching you to mimic your actions. After a few tries he got the hang of it and started getting his rhythm, which was identical to yours. He grinned and let out a heart laugh causing you to giggle yourself. You kept jumping rope some more until you decided this was too easy.

You started alternating your feet inside the jumps. One foot jump, then switch to the next one for a jump. Lieutenant Surge from the Kanto region taught you it during your vacation to Kanto. He said it was a training workout used in the military used during the great pokemon war. You smirk over at Chili, who had his jaw drop. Then he got a major look of DETERMINATION in his eyes.You could practically see his soul ignite with the red color and hear spear of justice blaring in the background. DAH DUH NAH NAH NAH NAH DAH DUH NAH NAH NAH NAH DAH DUH NAH NAH NAH NAH DUH NA NA NUH NA NA

Chili tried messing with his mojo and lifting one foot for the jump. He got it and his face lit up with excitement. You just kept doing your thing and watched him with a proud smile. He was trying. He was really trying. Then he tried to alternate feet and he stumbled, his foot landing on the rope and almost made him trip. He didn't though, but the face he made was priceless. So priceless you had to go back to normal jumping to stabilize yourself. We don't want you suffering the same fate as chili over here now do we?

"HEY THAT ISNT FAIR HOW DO YOU DO IT!?"

He yelled, whining over the music. You laughed and started to do another trick with the jump rope to take his mind off of his failure. See, when Chili does something wrong you have to distract him from it so he can feel better about himself. You have to be just as spontaneous as him, which is almost impossible but you being you, you could manage. 

You whipped the rope around in a figure eight patter then opened it for a jump, keeping in rhythm all the while. Yeah, there was no doubt you were a very experienced jump roper. You smiled over at Chili and kept doing it, without skipping a single beat. The music is what kept you in zoned. You had the song memorized so well you didn't even need to watch yourself. You're body just worked out to the music. Too bad Chili didn't also have that luxury.

Chili pursed his lips. He took the handles and held his hands together so he can figure eight it. He went around then tried to do that swift motion you didn't go open up the jump rope but failed. He didn't even try to jump with it. He was too scared. He bit his lip and glanced over at you. You just smiled at him and stopped doing that kind of jump. Just regular paced jump roping. To Chili, you were the jump rope master. But when it gets real competitive, what you showed him was nothing. (Trust me, irl friend of mine is a beast at Jumprope) Oh? Was Chili panting? Was he tired already? Your smile turned into a smirk as the jumprope slid from his hands and he placed him on his hips, taking in a step much air as he can.

"Hey, uh, (Your name)? Can we take a break from this?"

You smiled and stopped flicking your wrists. You walked up to the boombox and Shut off the music. You inhaled and exhaled. You wiped your forehead. Huh, didn't even break a sweat. Guess you were whipped into shape and he wasnt. Chili wiped his own forehead. The back of his hand was drenched! He slumped over and sighed. Yeah. Working out wo5 you really drained all of his energy.

"Well, I guess I did my job!"

You chirped one final time, crouching down to pick up Chili's jumprope just to show off your legs still had plenty of energy stored in them. Chili let out a huff of air. He would never be as good as you, but at least he could get his energy out doing something. And that was practically nothing! Chili needs to be whipped into shape.

Bonus

Chili walked into the resteraunt, panting. You walked in after him because you held the door for him. Luckily, the resteraunt was classed for an intermission between lunch and dinner. Cress and Cilan share a very surprised look. Chili was tired!? They both turn to you and you have the most innocent smile. Chili walked past them towards the kitchen together himself a glass of water, milk, tea, lemonade, anything cold.  Once Chili is gone your smile turns into a smirk and you take out the jumprope from behind your back so you can offer it to the two boys.

"Either of you want to join me for round two?"

Cress and Cilan share a sideways glance before both of them try to talk, but only stammer and stutter. It was clear they both were making any excuse they could to try and get out of this, father seeing the most energetic of the trio so tired after working out with you. WHo knows what you did with that jumprope!? Not in a Kinky way. You sinners.

"I have to polish the glasses!"

"Yeah! We need more Oran berries! Those won't pick themselves!"

Both of the remaining brothers scrambled to get away. You snickered and looked at the jumprope. They're scared of you, Hmm? That's good, That's very good. They should be afraid. It gave you a sense of power. You snickered back to their reactions to seeing Chili so tired and put of breath. 

And that's was nothing.

This was terrible. I'm so sorry.

~Eva