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Oh no, you gotta be kidding. Not one of those!
I've been writing some contiguous short stories taking place within one of the Pokemon AUs I've been playing with.
This journal sort of describes it: https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8458908/
And here is a prologue of sorts: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25205486/
These little stories are intended for adult readers, and will sometimes include mature themes.
They are not very well-edited, and may not read smoothly. I just want to get the ideas out.
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25387857/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25388153/ (mature)
At least Max and Hertz finally speak to each other?
Ambi knew of no such gathering of electric types, but she did admit to having seen an electabuzz around town on occasion. “I probably should say hi to him some time.” the ampharos said as she fiddled with control knobs. “That’s what I was thinking,” said Hertz, “It’s a small town. Everyone gets to know everyone else here eventually, right? I should have said hi instead of staring at him like a creeper. No wonder he ran off.” “I think you were right before. I think he recognized you and was just too intimidated to stick around.” Hertz punched her friend gently in the arm. It was true, she stood at least a head taller than most of her associates, with the bulk of an electivire who had spent most of her adult life training for the arena. Not that this bothered her at all. She had worked hard to get her physique, even if it didn’t professionally benefit as much nowadays. Being the most powerful electric pokemon in the plant earned her the most difficult jobs, which meant she would be in for a raise at some point. It was still a net benefit to her.
At the end of her shift, as always, Hertz immediately removed her stifling work shirt and prepared to walk home. Home was only a mile from the plant, so she never bothered with transportation. She could almost see her apartment building from the upstairs windows of the plant. As she walked, snow began to drift lazily down in tiny flakes, but the air was still thick. Almost foggy. After being in the overheated building for 8 hours, the chill in the air was a big relief. It didn’t usually snow down here, below the hills, but today seemed an exception.
The sky was darkening as Hertz entered her apartment. Luckily, the heat was off. Makana would still be at work for a few hours, so Hertz didn’t bother touching the thermostat. That was the only trouble between the two of them. With her thick mane, Hertz had a difficult time with temperatures that were the most comfortable to Makana on cold days, which basically involved the human turning the heat up to maximum. Hertz flipped the main light switch and crossed the room to check on her seed starts. It was much too cold yet to put them outside, but she could still thin them and begin preparing them for larger pots.
As she thinned her seedlings, Hertz quietly contemplated her future. She had come here to escape the crowds and noise of the city, found a good job, and was making friends. What came next? She still went to physical therapy for the injury that had forced her retirement from sports, she was starting a garden, and still had yet to explore the surrounding region. But those things were not plans. She frowned. What was the plan? What should it be? She had been evolved young, by artificial means, and still had many years left before a permanent retirement, which was something of a relief. If she didn’t know what to do with herself now, having all of her time free would likely drive her mad. She mentally kicked herself for being so worried. It wasn’t like her to worry. But then again, she hadn’t needed to in the past. This was going to be a big a paradigm shift. She wished that she had never been injured so badly, but it was all but inevitable in her sport. She ought to have prepared for it. She set her seedlings back under their lamp and stretched. A walk would be nice, she thought, and headed for the door.
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Max had gone into town for some christmas shopping after dropping Jolt off with her mother for the week. He hated it. The noise, the crowds, all the lines to stand in… But he wanted to get something special for Jolt, as she would be spending the holiday with him this year. He had never really been big on holidays before she was born, so he didn’t bother too much when she wasn’t around. Earlier, they had spent his free time hanging multicolored lights in the trees around his little house. Jolt had loved the way the lights colored the snow still on the ground at the higher elevation. Max had been glad that the roads were clear, but the tiny flakes now falling at sea level had him worried that he might need to leave before the roads got bad once again. That little bit of anxiety caused him to walk faster down the block. There was a bookstore, a toy store... Jolt was learning to read. Maybe she would like some new books. It was then, in his distraction, that he ran into the electivire.
Hertz was distracted by her phone as she walked. A bad habit, but she had never had the time before now to realize how much information was available online. Engrossed in an article on slowpoke poaching, something she cared little about, she ran straight into an electabuzz. The same one she had seen a few days prior, from the looks of him. Embarrassed, she looked down to apologize. He had such a startled expression on his face that she backed away, afraid he might run off again. “I-I’m sorry,” she stuttered, “I should have been watching out-” he raised his hands in a submissive gesture, “It’s ok!” he interrupted, “I was distracted too. Holidays, you know.” Hertz looked around her at the decorated shop fronts, as if only now aware of the season, and nodded. She looked back at him, “Hey, sorry if I scared you the other day.” He shook his head, “No, no, I was just…” he closed his eyes as if to clear his thoughts, then looked back at her, “I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just panicked.” he admitted. How unusual, Hertz thought. “I guess I must have that effect on some fans.” she hoped he wasn’t one of the creepy sort. He looked back at her, clearly confused, “Fans?” “I’m sorry, I thought maybe you had recognized me. I used to compete in the arena.” He stared a moment longer, then said, “I’m not really into sports. I only really see bits of battles on TV at the bar.”
Hertz laughed, more loudly than she’d meant to. What a relief. Not only that he wasn’t a creepy fanboy, but also that he had apparently never heard of her. For once, her reputation wouldn’t precede her. A few others around town had recognized her since moving here, and it made her feel out of place. The electabuzz looked slightly concerned by her reaction, so she introduced herself, offering him her hand, “I’m Hertz, by the way.” “Max.” he replied, shaking her hand. “Do you live in town, Max?” she asked. “No, I live up in the hills on an electrical farm.” She nodded, then looked around, “Hey, where’s your elekid?” He gave her a look she couldn’t decipher and after a long moment replied, “She’s with her mother. I just dropped her off down at the docks. Now, I guess I’m christmas shopping.” he gestured to the bookstore. She nodded, glancing at the storefront.
Max was feeling very uncomfortable. He wanted to keep talking to Hertz, but he was afraid that he would say or do something awkward. That, and he was getting cold standing outside the shop. He needed to find a way to excuse himself without putting her off. “I should get in there, before they close up.” he said, gesturing to the bookstore, “Gotta find a gift for my daughter. She’s with me this year, so I want to get her something special.” Hertz suddenly looked sad, “Are you… separated from your mate?” she asked in a hushed voice. She had put that much together already. He nodded slowly, then looked down. He still wasn’t comfortable talking about it. “Sorry I brought it up,” Hertz whispered, “I should let you go…” Max looked back up, “No, uh… I mean, don’t worry about it. It is what it is, right?” She nodded, still a little concerned. He sighed, trying to let the thought go, and smiled at her. She returned the expression with a warmth that caused his heart to beat slightly faster.
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Inside the bookstore, Max roamed the shelves, looking for something Jolt would like. He couldn’t get his mind off of Hertz. Why had he felt that way when she’d smiled at him? He wasn’t even sure what it was he had felt. He told himself that he wasn't interested in her. And truly, at the heart of it, he was simply glad to know another of his species here. She had mentioned an ampharos as well, suggesting that the three of them meet up sometime. Before finally ducking into the shop, he had thought to ask for her number. Now though, he tried to make sense of the things he was feeling. A weird thrill at the thought of having finally met the electivire and even talked to her. Fear, mostly that he may have embarrassed himself, and sadness. He hadn’t felt sad about his ex in months. It is what it is, he reminded himself, pulling out a book on fossils, and headed for the counter.
I've been writing some contiguous short stories taking place within one of the Pokemon AUs I've been playing with.
This journal sort of describes it: https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8458908/
And here is a prologue of sorts: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25205486/
These little stories are intended for adult readers, and will sometimes include mature themes.
They are not very well-edited, and may not read smoothly. I just want to get the ideas out.
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25387857/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25388153/ (mature)
At least Max and Hertz finally speak to each other?
Ambi knew of no such gathering of electric types, but she did admit to having seen an electabuzz around town on occasion. “I probably should say hi to him some time.” the ampharos said as she fiddled with control knobs. “That’s what I was thinking,” said Hertz, “It’s a small town. Everyone gets to know everyone else here eventually, right? I should have said hi instead of staring at him like a creeper. No wonder he ran off.” “I think you were right before. I think he recognized you and was just too intimidated to stick around.” Hertz punched her friend gently in the arm. It was true, she stood at least a head taller than most of her associates, with the bulk of an electivire who had spent most of her adult life training for the arena. Not that this bothered her at all. She had worked hard to get her physique, even if it didn’t professionally benefit as much nowadays. Being the most powerful electric pokemon in the plant earned her the most difficult jobs, which meant she would be in for a raise at some point. It was still a net benefit to her.
At the end of her shift, as always, Hertz immediately removed her stifling work shirt and prepared to walk home. Home was only a mile from the plant, so she never bothered with transportation. She could almost see her apartment building from the upstairs windows of the plant. As she walked, snow began to drift lazily down in tiny flakes, but the air was still thick. Almost foggy. After being in the overheated building for 8 hours, the chill in the air was a big relief. It didn’t usually snow down here, below the hills, but today seemed an exception.
The sky was darkening as Hertz entered her apartment. Luckily, the heat was off. Makana would still be at work for a few hours, so Hertz didn’t bother touching the thermostat. That was the only trouble between the two of them. With her thick mane, Hertz had a difficult time with temperatures that were the most comfortable to Makana on cold days, which basically involved the human turning the heat up to maximum. Hertz flipped the main light switch and crossed the room to check on her seed starts. It was much too cold yet to put them outside, but she could still thin them and begin preparing them for larger pots.
As she thinned her seedlings, Hertz quietly contemplated her future. She had come here to escape the crowds and noise of the city, found a good job, and was making friends. What came next? She still went to physical therapy for the injury that had forced her retirement from sports, she was starting a garden, and still had yet to explore the surrounding region. But those things were not plans. She frowned. What was the plan? What should it be? She had been evolved young, by artificial means, and still had many years left before a permanent retirement, which was something of a relief. If she didn’t know what to do with herself now, having all of her time free would likely drive her mad. She mentally kicked herself for being so worried. It wasn’t like her to worry. But then again, she hadn’t needed to in the past. This was going to be a big a paradigm shift. She wished that she had never been injured so badly, but it was all but inevitable in her sport. She ought to have prepared for it. She set her seedlings back under their lamp and stretched. A walk would be nice, she thought, and headed for the door.
````
Max had gone into town for some christmas shopping after dropping Jolt off with her mother for the week. He hated it. The noise, the crowds, all the lines to stand in… But he wanted to get something special for Jolt, as she would be spending the holiday with him this year. He had never really been big on holidays before she was born, so he didn’t bother too much when she wasn’t around. Earlier, they had spent his free time hanging multicolored lights in the trees around his little house. Jolt had loved the way the lights colored the snow still on the ground at the higher elevation. Max had been glad that the roads were clear, but the tiny flakes now falling at sea level had him worried that he might need to leave before the roads got bad once again. That little bit of anxiety caused him to walk faster down the block. There was a bookstore, a toy store... Jolt was learning to read. Maybe she would like some new books. It was then, in his distraction, that he ran into the electivire.
Hertz was distracted by her phone as she walked. A bad habit, but she had never had the time before now to realize how much information was available online. Engrossed in an article on slowpoke poaching, something she cared little about, she ran straight into an electabuzz. The same one she had seen a few days prior, from the looks of him. Embarrassed, she looked down to apologize. He had such a startled expression on his face that she backed away, afraid he might run off again. “I-I’m sorry,” she stuttered, “I should have been watching out-” he raised his hands in a submissive gesture, “It’s ok!” he interrupted, “I was distracted too. Holidays, you know.” Hertz looked around her at the decorated shop fronts, as if only now aware of the season, and nodded. She looked back at him, “Hey, sorry if I scared you the other day.” He shook his head, “No, no, I was just…” he closed his eyes as if to clear his thoughts, then looked back at her, “I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just panicked.” he admitted. How unusual, Hertz thought. “I guess I must have that effect on some fans.” she hoped he wasn’t one of the creepy sort. He looked back at her, clearly confused, “Fans?” “I’m sorry, I thought maybe you had recognized me. I used to compete in the arena.” He stared a moment longer, then said, “I’m not really into sports. I only really see bits of battles on TV at the bar.”
Hertz laughed, more loudly than she’d meant to. What a relief. Not only that he wasn’t a creepy fanboy, but also that he had apparently never heard of her. For once, her reputation wouldn’t precede her. A few others around town had recognized her since moving here, and it made her feel out of place. The electabuzz looked slightly concerned by her reaction, so she introduced herself, offering him her hand, “I’m Hertz, by the way.” “Max.” he replied, shaking her hand. “Do you live in town, Max?” she asked. “No, I live up in the hills on an electrical farm.” She nodded, then looked around, “Hey, where’s your elekid?” He gave her a look she couldn’t decipher and after a long moment replied, “She’s with her mother. I just dropped her off down at the docks. Now, I guess I’m christmas shopping.” he gestured to the bookstore. She nodded, glancing at the storefront.
Max was feeling very uncomfortable. He wanted to keep talking to Hertz, but he was afraid that he would say or do something awkward. That, and he was getting cold standing outside the shop. He needed to find a way to excuse himself without putting her off. “I should get in there, before they close up.” he said, gesturing to the bookstore, “Gotta find a gift for my daughter. She’s with me this year, so I want to get her something special.” Hertz suddenly looked sad, “Are you… separated from your mate?” she asked in a hushed voice. She had put that much together already. He nodded slowly, then looked down. He still wasn’t comfortable talking about it. “Sorry I brought it up,” Hertz whispered, “I should let you go…” Max looked back up, “No, uh… I mean, don’t worry about it. It is what it is, right?” She nodded, still a little concerned. He sighed, trying to let the thought go, and smiled at her. She returned the expression with a warmth that caused his heart to beat slightly faster.
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Inside the bookstore, Max roamed the shelves, looking for something Jolt would like. He couldn’t get his mind off of Hertz. Why had he felt that way when she’d smiled at him? He wasn’t even sure what it was he had felt. He told himself that he wasn't interested in her. And truly, at the heart of it, he was simply glad to know another of his species here. She had mentioned an ampharos as well, suggesting that the three of them meet up sometime. Before finally ducking into the shop, he had thought to ask for her number. Now though, he tried to make sense of the things he was feeling. A weird thrill at the thought of having finally met the electivire and even talked to her. Fear, mostly that he may have embarrassed himself, and sadness. He hadn’t felt sad about his ex in months. It is what it is, he reminded himself, pulling out a book on fossils, and headed for the counter.
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