What exactly do you give a man who has everything? *Ponders*

Title: Silly
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Ouyoushipping (Drake x Luana)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #90, Silly
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: TWT

Drake woke up to find a clown mask – large red nose, garish white face, rainbow hair and all – staring him in the face. Like many other reasonable people, he panicked. Unlike other people though, the next thing he did was reach under his pillow and take out a Poke Ball.

Dragonite harrumphed as he was released.

“You have five seconds to explain who you are and what you’re doing in my bedroom before I call the guards.” He stated, deadpan.

It was far too early in the morning to deal with this!

“Wow, Drake, you’re really high strung.” Luana commented, as she slipped the mask and wig off. He rolled his eyes, seeing the eye-scarring, polka-dotted jumpsuit in at least a dozen colors, with the orange ruffled collar and the clunky red clown shoes.

How she managed to combine looking silly and sexy (though the plunging neckline was quite nice) was something he was too sleepy to think about.

And were those bells tinkling on her ankles? Weird…

“… Do I even want to know why you’re dressed as a clown?”

“I thought a little humor might help you lighten up!” She snuggled against his side, which was not what he had expected.

“I do not know how to respond properly to that statement.” Drake said dryly, recalling his Pokemon, now that it was not necessary. “You are such a silly woman sometimes, Luana.”

Why did he put up with her?

His hormones helpfully began naming suggestions. The Orange Island Supreme Champion hastily looked down, hoping that the blankets would hide his problem.

Luana giggled girlishly, bouncing onto the bed and sending pillows flying. “But don’t you like me that way?”

“Um, let me think about that.” He said.

She pouted, giving him a big, wet kiss.

Drake blushed.

Luana grinned brightly as she kissed him on the cheek. Drake responded by pulling her into a proper kiss.

“Now let’s get you out of that ridiculous outfit!”

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all morning,” She beamed.

He chuckled.

End Fic

Completed 9/21/06

Edited 9/30/09

Drake: That is a frightening way to wake up though

Phantomness: *Nods! *