Title: Snowball
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #39, Snow

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, het

 

            “He was ogling you! I saw it!” Red fumed, stomping his booted foot and leaving a deep imprint in the freshly fallen snow. “Don’t tell me I was mistaken! I’m the only person who should look at you like that! And he’s like old enough to be my grandfather!”

            Lance sighed as she crossed her arms. “Red…”

            “I don’t care what excuses you give! He definitely likes you!”

            “Red,” She replied, more firmly. “I could care less what our esteemed President thinks of me. I have no desire to become intimate with him in any way, shape or form, and the fact that he is married with a wife is only testament to the idea that he was nothing more than a lecherous and corrupt old man. Now do you have anything worthwhile to contribute?”

 

            Red was about to say more, when he spotted the target of his ire not far away. Glaring, he knelt down and balled up a handful of powder.

            President Goodman was understandably surprised when a snowball impacted with his back, splattering over his dark suit. He glanced in the direction of the culprit, only to see no one there. He was about to leave and continue on his way when another snowball came, than a third. Soon, he began to run from the barrage.

            Lance merely looked amused as Red, still perched on Aerodactyl’s back with an armful of snowballs, continued to throw them after Goodman with a vindictive smile.

            If it was his way of coping with stress, why should he interfere?

            Moments later, her husband had calmed down sufficiently for her to kiss him starry-eyed, before dragging him indoors and out of those wet clothes.

 

End Fic

Completed 2/15/07

Edited 10/17/09

I figured Red would still be young enough to throw snowballs and it would help him feel better! ^^

Red: *Pelts Goodman* Hentai!

Lance: *Laughs*

Phantomness: ^^