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WARNING: This story contains textual descriptions of sexual positions. Haha. I love that. Anyway, if sexual encounters between two female Pokemon (!) makes you freak out in an unusual way, or if you are under 18 years of age (or whatever the non-youngin' age is in your area), you'd better get out of here, because there's some rather cute curiosities ahead.

Johto

Chapter 1: Romeo and Juliet

"Oh, Romeo, where art thou?"

"My dear Juliet, I'm right here."

Looking up into the eyes of her beloved, the young Chikorita stares deep into the Totodile's soul, seeing all of the hardships that have befallen the young crocodile Pokemon's life. There was so much pain, so much guilt, so much to endure, all in the name of love... all to be with dear Juliet.

She reached one of her four peg-like paws up towards the Totodile, begging for it to be held with the passion and gentleness of a true lover. Her desires came true as the Totodile reached for her paw, clutched it firmly, yet still gently, only to pull her in closer.

The Chikorita had been pulled in, standing upright on her two hind legs, one of her paws gripped by the majestic Totodile while the other was resting along the Totodile's hips. She had truly been swept off of her feet and felt so comforted being in the arms of her one true love.

Suddenly, the Totodile began giggling, blushing and letting go of the Chikorita's paws, forcing her down onto all fours again. "Hehe... I don't know if I can do what comes next."

"Do you even know what does come next, Willow?" asked the Chikorita, looking up towards the Totodile with a bit of a disappointed look on her face.

"I just don't know if I want to, you know, kiss you, Hickory... hehe." The Totodile couldn't help but blush over that thought, finding it to be quite silly indeed.

"It's just an act, though!" she exclaimed, looking up at her friend with the eyes of a Pokemon that wanted something and was determined to get it. "Come on, I'll show you, it's okay, trust me," she said, tackling the Totodile down onto the ground and pinning the blue lizard down.

She relaxed her body and leaned in to give the Totodile a sweet, gentle kiss right on the lips. Willow couldn't exactly break free from what Hickory was about to do, leaving the Chikorita in total control of taking Willow's first kiss as if it were nothing.

The Chikorita found herself kissing her friend, Willow, not questioning whether it was wrong or right, but simply enjoying the feeling of their lips touching. It made the fantasy in her head, the tale of Romeo and Juliet, all that more realistic, like it could actually happen to her.

It wasn't the first time that she had kissed a Pokemon. Living as a starter Pokemon inside of the laboratory in New Bark Town, she once had a Cyndaquil as a friend. She got along great with the Cyndaquil and the three Pokemon all engaged in a great deal of fun, including a lot of one of Hickory's pastimes - roleplaying.

She had kissed her Cyndaquil friend during one of their roleplays together as part of the act, she herself always finding romance to be such an appealing theme and wishing that she had the love of a protective male that would keep her safe.

However, it had only been just that... a roleplay. The protective male that she had longed for in her imaginary fantasy had been nothing more than another female, simply forced into playing the part of a male for Hickory's satisfaction.

It seemed that history had repeated itself once again.

As Hickory finished kissing the Totodile beneath her, she saw the scaly blue crocodile blush and look at her a bit oddly. "Oh... hehe... well... that was kind of nice, I think," said the Totodile, still feeling a little uneasy over what Hickory had just done. The first kiss upon the Totodile's lips was from another female.

Willow wasn't quite sure what to think. The two were both fairly young, sure, but they were also old enough to have an attraction to males. She had always longed for one herself, but was rather submissive and went along with Hickory's roleplays, playing the male each and every time to make her friend happy.

She had always wimped out whenever Hickory would try and kiss her, though, coming up with some excuse or wanting to do something different whenever she was about to do that. She wasn't a terribly curious Totodile, or at least so curious that she wouldn't wait for a male to kiss her, so she was hoping to save her first kiss for a male.

So much for that... It didn't bother her too much, though, but deep down she had felt like she would have rather it been a male that kissed her rather than her female friend. Thankfully Hickory was a good friend of Willow's - her only friend, as a matter of fact, ever since the Cyndaquil that Professor Elm once had was given away to a new Trainer.

It was just the two of them, which made things seem quite lonely at times. They'd often vie for Professor Elm's attention, but he seemed to concerned with other things, including researching various Pokemon and their mating habits.

Because of the professor's extensive studies of Pokemon breeding, he had quite a lot of data, pictures, and video of Pokemon mating throughout his rather messy lab. To most people, it may have seemed a little odd, but in Professor Elm's case, it was a fascinating science.

And, because of all of those pictures, the two female starting Pokemon had gathered quite an idea of how mating was supposed to work. Despite their impressions from the pictures and videos they had seen, though, neither of them got too curious with each other beyond that, finding each other's girlhoods to be the least of their interests. Instead, they were both far too eager to hopefully see a male's 'parts' someday, hoping to become mated to a sweet, kind male like the ones they had roleplayed about.

"It's not a big deal, I mean, we can at least play the part, right? It's just a kiss." Hickory cocked her head to the side as she looked down at the embarrassed friend that she was on top of. "The way I look at it, the better we are at kissing, the happier our males will be, right?"

She did have a good point, despite however embarrassing it may have been. "Well, maybe... hehe. I dunno, it did feel kind of nice..."

Hickory leaned in forward to give her Totodile friend another kiss, kissing her tenderly and, well, still a bit inexperienced all things considered. Neither of them really knew what to expect out of a kiss, but Hickory at least knew that it felt good, so that was why she wanted to do it again to Willow.

The Chikorita then stopped kissing her friend for the second time and hopped off of her, helping the fallen Totodile up by using her two vines that were able to pop out of the little crystals on her neck. "Those humans on the TV that Elm's mate watches always look like they're getting into it when they kiss, don't they? Why can't we try that?"

There were a number of reasons why they couldn't try it, but one of them seemed to be the most obvious to Willow. "What if males have different tongues? What if it just feels different? Hehe... I mean, they do have, you know, a p-penis down there... so maybe things are different?" She shyly scratched the back of her head with her eyes closed, blushing the whole time.

"Maybe... I just wish I could find out for sure!" She stamped her foot on the ground and looked slightly agitated. She shook her head and looked back towards Willow. "Let's do Romeo and Juliet again, but this time, let's get it right, okay?" She gave her friend a rather intimidating look. "You've been kissed now, so don't choke up, okay?"

"I dunno, maybe we could do something else instead?" Willow still was scratching the back of her head with her eyes closed, peeking out from her closed eyes only every so often. "We could play dress up, too..." She reached down for the two purple bows that she had taken off during their roleplaying.

"Sometimes I sort of wish you weren't a female, Willow," said Hickory with a sigh. She smiled afterwards, though, and walked over to her friend, nuzzling against her side as the Totodile fidgeted with the bow. "But sometimes I'm glad you are. Alright, let's dress up."

"Yay!" exclaimed Willow, hugging the Chikorita and petting her head. "Can you help put my bows back on?" she asked, holding the two bows that she usually wore in front of her.

"Sure," answered Hickory, using her vines to tie one of the bows along the Totodile's head while tying the other one to her tail. "There, you look adorable."

"Yay!" She reached up at the bow, patted it down a bit, and then placed her paws up to her head, holding it bashfully. "You should see what Elm's mate has for your head, Hickory. You could wear a nice hat underneath your leaf, or maybe a cape or little dress on your body, hehe."

"I still think that human clothes are just a little weird, don't you?" She walked over towards the other side of the lab, looking around at various crates and boxes that Professor Elm had lying around. "Real Pokemon don't need to wear anything." Hickory paused, then used her vines to reach over for a yellow headband that was in the mess and wrapped it around her head. "Except this really cool headband, of course."

Willow giggled, then walked over to Hickory to admire her new piece of headgear. She'd seen the Chikorita wear it before, but it looked particularly nice on her today. "That looks nice! I don't think I could ever wear it like you wear it, hehe."

Just as Hickory was about to laugh, she looked down at the ground and saw another one of Professor Elm's research photos on the ground, showing a Totodile mating with a Rattata, placing his paws on her hips while standing upright. She blinked, not recognizing that picture, then lifted it up in front of her with one of her vines.

"Another one of Elm's pictures?" said Willow with a giggle, walking over to take a look at it herself with her friend as they would sometimes do together.

"Yeah, but it doesn't look familiar... it has another Totodile in it." Something about seeing another Totodile mating with a Pokemon was sparking ideas in her mind, ideas that she'd never really considered before. "Wait... I have an idea..." She handed the picture right over to Willow, letting her look at it fully. "See this?"

Willow looked at the picture and blushed heavily, finding her heart beating even faster than it normally would while looking at mating pictures due to the presence of a very attractive male Totodile being on the giving end - a fantasy that had only been in her mind until she'd seen that picture. "Y-yeahh..." she said with a swoon.

"Well, you're a Totodile last time I checked, right?"

The Totodile smiled while remaining completely focused on the picture, then sighed pleasantly again, still pining over the male in the picture. "Y-yeahhh... hehe..."

"Why don't you play the Totodile and I play the Rattata?" Hickory had a determined look on her face, thinking that perhaps they could try do more than just play normal romantic roleplays, but actually try pretending that they were like the Pokemon in those mating pictures. Why she hadn't thought about that before was really beyond her, because it seemed like she would have thought of that idea quite awhile ago. It must have been seeing the Totodile in the picture that spurred the idea on.

"The Totodile... awwwww..." She hugged the picture tightly, holding it as if it were her own baby - or, for that matter, some sort of living, breathing thing. "I want him..."

"No! I'm the one that's supposed to want him!" exclaimed Hickory. "You're the one that's supposed to BE him."

Willow glanced over at Hickory, feeling threatened by her remarks without realizing exactly what it was she was actually saying. "He's mine! I want him..."

Hickory sighed and snatched the picture back from her with her vines, shaking her head. "No, no, no, Willow, that's not what I mean. I want us to pretend we're mating. And since you're already a Totodile and you're used to being a male, I guess, I want you to try pretend you have a penis and you're sticking it inside of me." She rolled her eyes, starting to doubt whether or not her idea would be at all interesting in the end. "Just pretend I'm that Rattata. We're just playing."

It finally registered just what Willow was suggesting. She was suggesting that she somehow try mating with Hickory. No, not just somehow, but just like on that picture. "But- but Hickory, I don't have a... a p-penis. How am I supposed to...?"

Hickory smirked. It didn't really matter to her that she didn't have one. It was more about the fantasy than it was about the actual act, especially since she had no previous experience with anything sexual. "Don't worry about it. You've seen the videos. Just hug my butt and push your body back and forth against me... or something."

"Doesn't it seem a little weird, though?" asked Willow shyly. "I mean, I don't know if we're supposed to be doing that..."

"Doing what?" Hickory looked at the picture again, then back at Willow. "We're just pretending! Besides, Elm watches Pokemon mate all the time, so why can't we?"

"O-okay... yeah, maybe you're right, hehe." The Totodile giggled as she fantasized about the adorable male she saw in the picture, then imagined herself mating with him one day, still only able to fantasize over what mating even felt like in the first place. "Let's try it!"

With a smile, Hickory ran over to her friend and nuzzled her hip. "That's the spirit!" She set the picture down to the side and then ran ahead of Willow, lowering her front to the ground and presenting her rear to the Totodile. She then shook her butt a bit at Willow in a teasing manner. "Come get it, my big, sexy Totodile."

'Big sexy Totodile?' Willow liked the way that sounded. It was a fantasy that she could find herself getting into rather quickly, though she still wished that she were the Pokemon that the big sexy Totodile were taking instead - but given their body types, the way they were doing it was the best way to make it seem real.

The female Totodile playfully walked over to behind where the Chikorita was standing, then placed her paws on the Chikorita's rump. She tickled her stubby green tail just a little bit as she adjusted her paws. Willow looked over at the picture on the ground and tried to copy their position as closely as possible.

"Lower your hips just a little bit. I think your butt is too high up." Willow reached one of her paws down to where she imagined the male Totodile's penis would be and tried to line it up in her mind with Hickory's slit.

It felt a little awkward, seeing as Willow wasn't actually penetrating Hickory, but neither of them knew exactly what to expect. They could still imagine that Willow was a male, though, and that they were engaging in the activities they saw on the picture that the two curious females had looked over with great intrigue.

Willow, remembering what some of the video documentaries showed of Pokemon mating did, pushed her hips forward, effectively rubbing against Hickory's slit with the upper parts of her own groin.

It was somewhat strange for Willow, feeling no sort of pleasure or anything, but as her imagination drifted and as she started taking on the role of the male Totodile from the picture in her mind, she had a bit more fun with it, imagining herself being the one taken by that hunky croc.

However, as Willow thrust forward, bumping Hickory's girlhood with every buck forward, a strange pleasure was churning down in the Chikorita's groin. It was weak, but somewhat intriguing, as if something were tickling it gently. Tickling it in addition to bumping against it every second or so.

The tingling sensation added to the illusion that she was under, imagining herself being taken by the same male Totodile that Willow was fantasizing over, except pretending that her female friend was indeed that Totodile. She was a Totodile, after all, so that made a good portion of the fantasy seem all the more realistic.

As Willow bucked back and forth against Hickory's rump, the Totodile gripped the Chikorita's hips even more firmly, using them to pull her in with every thrust she made against her. "Oh... you are so hot inside, you... um-" Willow paused her speech to glance down at the picture, forgetting for a moment what Pokemon it was that the male Totodile was mating with.

"Ooooh..." moaned the Chikorita, both as part of the act and from actually receiving satisfaction from the Totodile's rubbing. "I'm your Rattata, you big, handsome Totodile."

Willow blushed after hearing Hickory's compliments, knowing that she, herself, was attracted to the very Totodile that Hickory was imagining. Not only that, but it was kind of nice hearing that from her independent of their little roleplaying session.

However, Willow was getting rather worn out from bucking against her imaginary Rattata friend. She wished that she would have been the one getting taken instead, knowing that there was no way that she'd ever actually be a male.

"How much longer do we have to keep this up, Hickory?" asked Willow, giving a few more weak thrusts against the Chikorita's slit.

"It feels good, though," she answered, looking back at her friend who had paused after those few weak thrusts. "Don't you want to do this?"

The Totodile glanced down at the picture again, getting more turned on as fantasies of that male Totodile resumed churning through her mind, dancing around in that little blue head of hers.

She gave Hickory a goofy grin as she proceeded to buck against her a few more times, getting into it again. It still felt like it was missing something, though... "This would be a lot easier if I had a... well, you know... hehe..."

"A penis..." said Hickory, thinking about that very thought. It would be a lot easier if Willow had one, but being a female, she clearly didn't. However, they would sometimes use props while roleplaying, so what if she could find something that would work as one instead of the real thing? "I have an idea." The Chikorita walked forward, causing her Totodile friend to fall onto her stomach in front of her, still instinctively thrusting against the floor until she realized Hickory was gone.

"A-ah!" She quickly got up and rubbed the back of her head shyly. "What's your idea?" She followed Hickory over towards a few boxes that she was rustling through.

"I'm thinking that we can find something that we can pretend is a penis," said the Chikorita quite plainly, determined to have a better feeling of what it was like to actually have something phallic inside of her. "But what..."

The two looked around the lab for the next few minutes, digging through boxes and clutter that consumed nearly every part of the unkempt lab. They found many more pictures and important study papers researching Pokemon mating habits and egg production, though the papers didn't make any sense to the two female Pokemon, as neither could read. The pictures caused them to stop, though, whenever they came across them, just to see if they'd seen them before.

Their pursuit went mostly unsuccessful. Though the professor had a lot of research on the subject, he wasn't the type to experiment himself, rather just observe and take notes. He still had his duties as a professor beyond his side role of researching Pokemon reproduction.

Just when the two Pokemon were about to give up, they noticed a rather thick looking pen sitting atop Professor Elm's desk.

"What about that pen?" asked Willow, pointing up at it. She giggled a bit and shyly placed her paws on her face while thinking about it.

"It might work." Hickory used her vines - which are able to come out of her the 'jewel necklace' that dotted her neck on command - and reached up to grab the pen. It was a rather sturdy pen, capped and appearing to be more than just a standard plastic pen. The Chikorita looked at the pen with curiosity, holding it in front of her with her vines, unsure of just how well it would work.

She brought the pen down towards Willow's groin and adjusted it down there with her vines, trying to position it similarly to how it would be positioned in the picture the two saw. Willow found it to be quite ticklish, though, but in a different sort of ticklish way. "That sort of tickles!" she exclaimed, reaching down to the pen, but not exactly wanting it to stop, either.

"Try hold that thing between your legs and then push it inside of me. That's your penis now." The Chikorita dropped the pen on the ground, leaving it free for Willow to pick up, and then turned around so she could present herself to the Totodile as she'd done before. "Now stuff that thing inside, you big, handsome male."

Willow reached down to grab the pen, examined it, and then looked down at Hickory's slit in front of her. The Chikorita wiggled her rear as Willow looked on, only intriguing her more. She examined the pen one more time, growing increasingly nervous of actually sticking that inside of Hickory's girlhood.

Sure, being a female, she was aware that Hickory had a vagina just as she had, and after watching all of those mating videos and staring at those mating pictures, she knew fully well what it was used for. But could she really do something like that? With a pen, rather than a penis?

"Come on, already! Don't make your Rattata wait!"

Hearing that snapped Willow back to reality. She brought the pen down towards the upper part of her groin, still just a bit north of her clit, and placed her free paw on the Chikorita's hips. Willow then took a step forward, seeing the pen press against Hickory's slit and feeling it slide just a bit back in her own grip.

She rubbed the pen up and down Hickory's girlhood, causing the Chikorita to moan much louder than she had earlier. Barring any more restraint, she pushed the pen inside of her slit, parting the Chikorita's folds and tickling her pink outer flesh.

"How does that feel?" asked Willow, who was a lot more nervous about it than she should be. Kissing another female was one thing, but pushing something inside of another was even more intimidating to her.

"Ohh... it's really interesting," answered Hickory, getting turned on by the pen's presence against her exposed pink flesh. "But put it inside... you sexy Totodile..." Getting into the acting, she simply had to add. "Be gentle, though; it's my first time..."

Hearing that caused Willow's heart to skip a few beats, remembering that, in fact, it would be Hickory's first time mating. Did that count? Were they really sharing their first time together, or were they just playing around? It wasn't technically a penis, sure, but it hit her that they were doing more than just pretending - it was crossing that line between playing and mating.

It didn't matter, though, because she was going to find out anyway. That kiss from earlier, though it caught her off guard, did feel rather nice... Someday she would have a handsome male of her own to take care of her and kiss her just as Hickory had done, but for now, she had Hickory, and being able to explore each other was important for the future. At least that was what she figured.

Snapping back to reality, the hesitant Totodile raised her pen up a bit, feeling it lock against a certain opening eager to take it inside. She gave a gulp and then leaned forward, pushing the pen inside of Hickory's vagina.

As Willow pushed the pen in, Hickory let out a yelp, feeling a stinging pain strike her body. "Ow! Careful with that thing!" exclaimed Hickory, yelling back at her friend, though still eager for her to proceed. It wasn't that bad and the Chikorita figured she just put it in wrong or something. "Try it again, okay?"

"Okay, sorry, Hickory! Hehe... this is still so weird." She withdrew the pen, noticing a small trickle of blood on it. "Ah! There's blood on it!" She pulled the pen out entirely and held it up to her face, looking at it with a look of horror on her face.

Hickory really didn't want to deal with that. She knew that Willow tended to be a bit of a scaredy cat at times, but she was just so interested in knowing what it felt like. The pain was already starting to go away. "Don't worry about it, it'll be okay, Willow. You probably just put it in wrong. Try it again and I'll tell you when to stop."

"Are you sure?"

The Chikorita shouted back, "Yes! Now get back to it!" She stomped her front foot on the ground and then wiggled her butt again, anxious to feel the the pen pushed back inside of her.

"Okay..." Willow placed the pen back down by her legs, leaving the lightly bloody part in front of her, then walked forward until she had the pen against the Chikorita's slit again. She pushed up against Hickory just as she did earlier, though found it a little easier to part her folds and slide the tip of the pen back inside of her vagina.

Rather than stopping as she did earlier, Willow, still using one of her paws to steady the pen, pushed herself and the pen forward, entering more and more of Hickory's vagina. She slid it in a good inch or two, so worried over causing her friend any more pain, but also finding herself incredibly intrigued in realizing that she was, indeed, pushing something inside of that very sensitive place.

Hickory gritted her teeth as Willow pushed the pen inside of her, enduring a bit more pain. She didn't want to worry Willow and knew that she could handle it. It just wasn't quite what she thought it would be at first. Hopefully it would get better, since it looked like most of the females in the pictures were enjoying themselves. "Uhhn... now lean back and push it back in... you hot male, you..."

"O-okay..." Willow leaned back a bit, but found that Hickory's vagina had more of a grip than she had thought, so she failed to pull it out of her at all. As she noticed it, she reached down and grabbed the pen, holding it firmer and pulling it out with a bit more force, though still trying to be as gentle as possible.

The pen came out of Hickory, though that wasn't exactly what the Chikorita wanted. "No, no, you need to keep it in me, Willow. Just keep sliding it in and out, like those videos!"

"Sorry." The Totodile pushed the pen back inside of Hickory's folds, sliding it back into her vagina once again, though finding the resistance to be a lot less than the first time around. After pushing the pen in a few inches, she pulled it back out as she leaned back, then pushed it back in.

The sensation of having that pen invade her girlhood changed from a painful one to a pleasurable one rather quickly as fantasies of mating with a real male danced around throughout her mind. What she was feeling with that pen penetrating her was most likely close to what an actual penis would feel like, at least as far as she knew, and it was such a different sensation that words couldn't exactly describe it.

It didn't feel overwhelmingly pleasurable, as it was still just a fantasy, but it did strike several sensitive nerves in her inside that sent tingly feelings of delight throughout her groin, forcing her to instinctively moan out again. The Chikorita found herself blushing quite heavily as the Totodile behind her continued playing her part, thrusting in and out of her, using the pen she had a grip on as her pretend phallus.

"This feels really good..." said Hickory softly, really getting into it. She rested her forepaws down on the ground, still keeping her rear raised so Willow could continue her thrusting inside of her. "Mmmm... You should try this sometime..."

Willow gave another thrust into the Chikorita, eliciting another moan from her. "You think? Hehe, maybe..." Just the thought of it was causing the shy Totodile's face to redden. "Mmmm... yeah, maybe..." Of course she was imagining that it was that male Totodile from the picture, the one that she found herself so attracted to... She wanted a male, a real male, rather than just a mere pen in its place.

The two females continued playing with each other, Willow pretending she was the male penetrating Hickory's virgin pussy. They kept it up for a few more minutes before hearing a startling sound. It was the door being unlocked!

"It's Elm!" exclaimed Willow, stopping her thrusting immediately and shooting her eyes over towards the door in a panic.

"Pull that pen out of me and throw it somewhere," ordered the Chikorita, glancing back at her friend from behind. "We'll have to do this another time. I don't think Elm would like to see us like this."

"Really? Hehe, I think he would," said the Totodile with a giggle as she pulled the pen out of Hickory and looked at it, noticing that it was coated with a rather sweet smelling fluid. "But I don't want him to see us like that."

"Fair enough." Hickory took the pen from Willow and then hid it under a box, since Elm hadn't quite opened the door just yet. "There, we'll come back to this later."

The door finally opened. Standing at the open door was Professor Elm, a skinny, nerdy looking professor wearing a white lab coat, glasses, and a rather nondescript set of clothes. "I need to get that lock fixed, I think," mumbled the human as he walked over towards his desk, noticing the two Pokemon on his way. "Oh, hi guys. I've got a surprise for you!"

Hickory and Willow followed the professor over to his desk as he sat down at it, looking around for something. He shuffled through papers and looked through several different boxes and drawers, but didn't seem to stop his search.

"Hmm, I guess I'll write this down later," he said, stroking his chin with his hand. "Anyway, my trip to meet Mr. Aspen was a success. Now I have a complete set again!" He reached into the pocket of his lab coat and pulled out a Poke Ball. "I would like you to introduce yourselves to your new playmate, the Cyndaquil I picked up from Mr. Aspen."

With that, the professor pressed the little button in the center of the Poke Ball and out from it shot a red beam of light, forming a Cyndaquil just a few feet away from Hickory and Willow.

The Cyndaquil stood upright on its two hind legs, looking around curiously at its new surroundings. It was far different from the breeding farm the Cyndaquil had used to live at, with wide, open spaces replaced with tons of boxes and various pictures strewn all over the place.

Hickory, being the less timid of the two, walked over towards their new Cyndaquil friend and introduced herself. "Hiya, nice to meet you," she said as she extended one of her forepaws towards the Cyndaquil. "I'm Hickory."

Willow walked over as well and smiled at the Cyndaquil, who appeared rather timid from the two strangers. "And I'm Willow. What's your name?"

The Cyndaquil shook its head and glanced at the two females, growing all the more shy by the second. "Um, my name is Cypress," said the fiery mouse Pokemon in a high-pitched, squeaky voice.

"Well, looks like the three of you are getting along pretty well," said Professor Elm as he got up from his desk and looked at the three Pokemon in front of him, who all turned towards him and smiled as he said that. "Now I need to get some papers ready for Mr. Pokemon. I'm looking forward to seeing his research on the development of Pokemon Eggs."

The professor pet the three Pokemon on their heads and then walked off towards the other side of the lab, gathering up various papers that had been scattered about.

Once the professor was out of the three's sights, they felt a little more free and open. Pokemon typically preferred presenting themselves well in front of their Trainers and other humans. It was more of an instinctual thing.

"So Cypress, why don't you tell us about yourself?" asked Hickory. "I've seen another Cyndaquil, but you look a bit different from her. Where are you from?"

The Cyndaquil sat down and looked at the Chikorita, trying to think of how to describe it. "Um... it was a big field with lots of other Cyndaquils. And there was a fence."

"I only faintly remember what used to be my home, hehe, but it was a really nice swamp!" exclaimed Willow, sitting down next to the Cyndaquil.

Hickory walked over and rested down at the other side of the Cyndaquil, looking up at the fire mouse Pokemon. Something was bothering her, but she wasn't quite sure of what it was. Perhaps it was that she was hoping for a male Cyndaquil rather than a girlish sissy like Cypress seemed to be.

"I don't think I would like a swamp," said Cypress, looking over at Willow. "I don't really like water that much."

"What do you like, Cypress?" asked Hickory, causing the Cyndaquil to face her instead. "Do you like playing with other Pokemon?"

"Playing with other Pokemon...?" The thought ran through the Cyndaquil's head, but regrettably, it seemed like most of the other Cyndaquils on the farm were far more social than Cypress was. None of them wanted to play with Cypress. "It looked fun... but, um, no one really wants to play with me."

Willow, though still rather shy, felt sorry for the Cyndaquil. She leaned in against the Cyndaquil's side and hugged the warm fire mouse, causing Cypress to blush quite a bit. "Aww, hehe, we'll play with you, Cypress!"

"Yeah, we usually do something called roleplaying, where we pretend we're in scenes from movies that Elm's wife watches." Hickory chuckled. "It's called roleplaying because we each play a role. I don't know if you'd be interested in that, though."

"Aww, of course she would be," said Willow, hugging her new, even-shyer-than-her friend even more. "Isn't that right, Cypress?"

Cypress blushed. "Um, uh, well, m-maybe, but I-"

"See," said Willow, interrupting the quiet Cyndaquil to voice her satisfaction. "I knew that she'd want to play with us!"

"It's been awhile since we've played with three Pokemon though..." The Chikorita thought carefully of what sort of roles she and Willow played when they had their last Cyndaquil with them. "Hmm, you seem even shyer than even Willow, so how about you're the fair maiden and we're two noble Pokemon fighting for your hand in marriage?"

"W-what?" squeaked the Cyndaquil, highly confused over what the Chikorita was proposing. "What's a fair maiden? And why do I have to be one?"

Hickory got up, faced Cypress, and then rolled her eyes. Clearly Cypress didn't quite understand the concept of roleplaying. Though, in Cypress' defense, its not like they have a lot of TVs out on a farm. "Just pretend you're a cute Pokemon in distress that wants to fall in love with one of the two of us that are fighting to be with you."

"B-but... I don't even know either of you that well..."

Willow got up and helped the Cyndaquil up as well, to which the Cyndaquil accepted and grabbed the Totodile's paws to stand up straight. Well, still hunched over, but that's what Cyndaquils usually do when they're standing. "Don't worry, it's just pretend, Cypress! It's not like we're really fighting over you." She giggled at the naive Cyndaquil. "Hehe, it's just so we can make believe and act."

"Yeah, it's pretty fun, just trust us." She looked over at Willow, smiling in a rather pleased way, remembering just how much fun she was having before she and Willow were interrupted by Elm. Maybe she could get Cypress in on it as well... "Right, for now, just go lay over there and pretend that you are madly in love with the two of us and want the strongest, sweetest of us two to win your heart over."

"B-but... I..."

"Don't worry, hehe, it's a lot of fun." Willow took a step forward and then bore a more aggressive stance in the direction of the Chikorita. "She's mine, you brute!" shouted the Totodile, changing her tone drastically. "A delicate flower like her could never be happy with such a horrible male like yourself!"

Cypress was rather confused, knowing that Hickory was anything but a male. Why Willow seemed to be so confused when it came to genders was really making the Cyndaquil feel uneasy...

"You poisoned her father!" exclaimed Hickory, stamping her foot on the ground and swinging the leaf on her head around several times. "You would go to any lengths to lie and deceive her! I only want what is best for my beloved... my... um..." She paused for a moment, trying to think of a name. "Well, my beloved Cypress!"

"I did no such thing!" shouted back Willow, growling at the Chikorita in front of her. "I love her!" She giggled after saying that, blushing a bit, but remembering that it was just an act. "Now you will suffer at the hands of... the hands of my claws!" The Totodile lunged forward and swiped her claws at the Chikorita, only lightly scratching her side.

Hickory retaliated by jumping off to the side and slashing the Totodile with the leaf on her head, knocking her to the ground rather forcefully. "No, you only want her for her money!" She growled back at the fallen crocodile Pokemon, ready to unleash her next strike.

"Hey, stop it, you two!"

Their 'fight' was broken up by Professor Elm, who came running over to the Pokemon fighting as soon as he heard a commotion, holding an orange folder in his hand.

"You two just seem to be nothing but trouble, fighting and acting weird all of the time," he said, scolding Hickory and Willow as he'd done a few times before. He, of course, had no clue that most of the time they were just roleplaying. "I know that having a new Cyndaquil changed it from just being you two, but come on, guys, don't fight in front of him. He's a pretty timid one, which I thought would make for a good teammate for a Trainer someday, but it'll mean he'll probably get picked last, so-"

The professor began rambling on as he tended to do on occasion, going all the way back to never getting picked for dodge ball when he was a kid in school and equating that to a number of his life's issues.

While the professor was rambling, though, both Hickory and Willow heard something that the professor said that struck them. 'In front of him?' 'He's a pretty timid one?' 'He'll probably get picked last?'

Though both of them were thinking it, Hickory was the one who would actually ask. She walked over to the Cyndaquil, who had been watching on nervously for the past minute or two, however she felt a lot more nervous herself walking over to... him.

"Cypress?" she asked, looking at the Cyndaquil, but occasionally darting her eyes down his cream colored belly before stopping herself. "Are you really a male?"

Cypress nodded his head and blushed. "Um, y-yes, I am." He found himself incredibly shy around the two females, not just because they were both a lot less timid and reclusive than he was, but also quite simply due to the fact that they were females.

Willow walked over to Cypress as well, though found her heart beating just a bit faster when she realized that, right in front of her was, at long last, a male Pokemon, a gender of Pokemon she had only seen pictures of. "Wow, hehe, you... you just didn't seem like a male. But I've never really talked to one, either, so I don't know, hehe."

"...and that's how I met my darling wife, so- Oh, dear me, look at the time!" exclaimed Professor Elm, who had finally finished his incessant babble in the background. "I have to run these papers over to Mr. Pokemon!" He walked over towards the door. "Try not to torment the poor Cyndaquil while I'm gone. Bye guys!"

Professor Elm opened the door, locked it, and then shut the door behind him as he headed out to meet with his colleague, leaving the three starter Pokemon alone.

-~ End of Chapter 1 ~-