*Juggles pineapples* Come plotbunnies!
Title: Dance the Night Away
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Citrusshipping (Rudy x Misty)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #7, Reunion
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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: Het
They waltzed around the dance floor, arm in arm, staring into each other’s eyes, wholly and totally enraptured. The Pokemon watched from the sidelines. They were glad that the Master had finally found someone to be his wife. She might not be beautiful or elegant or fleshy, but they were out on a remote island had had little hope, so it was all right. Besides, Mahri seemed to like her too.
“I’m glad you came back to me, Misty.” Rudy breathed.
She
blushed. “I guess I did leave my heart here on
It was a little strange, being a lady instead of a rough tomboy, but she could adapt. She had always dreamed of elegance like this, after all, and now, she did not have to worry about her sisters, either.
Her dress tonight was cerulean blue, with a sequined bodice. It flattered her nonexistent curves admirably. Rudy seemed to like it too. Mahri came up with glasses of pineapple-orange juice for both of them, smiling happily.
“Misty, can we play with your Pokemon dolls later?” She asked hopefully. Big sister Misty had a lot of pretty Pokemon dolls dressed up in kimonos! They were so cute and wonderful!
“Of course, Mahri,” Misty smiled at her. Mahri lit up like a Christmas tree.
Rudy chuckled. Misty was so solicitous. It was nice.
Yes, he was quite sure he had found the girl he wanted. Now, he would just have to figure out when to propose…
End Fic
Completed 7/25/08
This is also known as Danceshipping, but I usually call it Citrus. I guess not having to live and travel with Misty, Rudy is chasing an illusion of her…