Title: Only Three
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #12, Three (Theme Set #2)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics.
This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under
international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you.
*Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics
if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai, fanon
gLook,h The girl said, her eyes narrowed, gIfm not quite sure who you are, whatever you name is-.h
Alicia Peters stomped her foot on the ground. gJust because I donft have a unique name like you do doesnft mean you can boss me around, you got that! Ifm Alicia Peters from New Bark Town and Ifm going to be the new Chosen One!h
gOh for the love of Lugia.h The boy with the long red hair said, inspecting his nails. gCanft you just kill her, Charlotte?h
gI could.h The girl said thoughtfully, gBut first I have to figure out where shefs hidden Red.h
The Dragon Master raised his eyebrows. gHas he gotten himself kidnapped again, love?h
gAfraid so.h The Fire Guardian said unrepentantly.
gIfll be on it.h Lance grinned, releasing his Aerodactyl as he took off. Alicia blinked, nonplussed, and that was when Charlotte whacked her. Hard, equipped with a set of metal-studded tonfas.
She continued to pull out various bits of weaponry while she waited for the others to return.
Red was relaxing on a beach and sipping pink lemonade when Lance found him.
gI thought you had been kidnapped.h
Red shrugged. gI shifted to Destiny. Her restraints didnft hold.h
gFigures.h Lance smirked. gNow what?h
gNow,h Red pulled the scales of Fate and Destiny out of midair, gWe set things back to normal.h
gSounds good to me.h
gI love getting you worked up.h Red winked, and they both flew back to where Charlotte was waiting.
Alicia had anger sparks on her forehead. Her beautiful crystalline legendary pokemon werenft protecting her!
c It could be because they were statues, but Charlotte didnft mention that fact. Too troublesome.
In any case, when Lance and Red arrived, they drew their Swords and made quick work of her, a little slice and dice.
Red cuddled into Lancefs embrace afterwards, grinning.
gI really hate these imposters.h
gI know.h Lance shook his head. gClearing them way is so much work.h
Charlotte frowned. gWellc at least we can sell these statues for cash!h
Red face-vaulted, but Lancefs eyes developed a mercenary gleam. gHow much?h
gOh, theyfre glass, but at least a few thousand pokeyen each.h
gIfm glad she had some use.h
Red just shook his head, and pulled Lance back down into another kiss. There were more important things than money, after all.
And Lance agreed.
End Fic
Completed 12/1/06
It seems that whatever I experience in life will invariably wind up in my fanficc like cramming for psychology. It seems to trickle down into my writing, making me very introspective!