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I mis posted previously. This one is real I promise (wipes sweat from forehead). Anyways, I don't know a lot about Pokémon. But Echo is able to help me learn, along with Shiru. But I cause them some hassle because I REALLY don't know alot. You'll have to read what happens once I reach their tipping point.
Arminus is me duke21
Echo, Shiru, and this sweet pic belong to EchoPaws
Story is 8600 words, sorry about that. I need to work on limiting what I write. Please enjoy, and sorry about making you wake a month and a half.
Within the Sinnoh Region out skirting the Eterna Forrest, a wolfdog arrives at a poster board. Searching the ads, he reads a curious poster aloud. “Pokémon Trivia Night at Grand Union Center, test your knowledge on every Pokémon name, type, and generation from 1-6.” Other bystanders glance at this wolfdog reciting the poster. Annoying some who wish he could read to himself.
His name is Echo, a Professional Pokémon Trainer. His style comprises of slick sneakers, slim blue jeans, and black-n-white zipped hoodie. Another remarkable feature in Echo is the blue trim on his clothing, including his paws, stary cheeks, ears, and ocean eyes. Astonishing dark azure hair is the final feature that has this wolfdog stand out. Echo leans into the poster on the board with immense interest. His fluffy tri-color tail of grey, black, and white from stem to tip sways side-to-side.
“2 contestants each must answer questions.” Underlining emphasis on the word ‘MUST’. “Registration is by noon…” Echo checks his phone on the date. “TODAY!?!” The pedestrians flick their heads toward Echo’s shocking yell, with some walking away. “And competition is one day from today at 7pm. Let’s see if your knowledge can ‘Catch em all’.” Echo stops reading to check his phone for time, “Seriou-, 6 minutes till noon?!?” Echo frantically swerves his head left and right for a partner. But everyone nearby avoids him due to his disruptive shouting and desperate demeanor, well almost everyone. He catches sight of a someone who quickly looks away from him. A white humanoid in black kakis, a red quarter zip sweatshirt, and black vest on top, both partially unzipped. Arminus is his name, and Echo immediately quizzes him.
“You, what’s a Pokémon?” Arminus regrettably faces him and answers. “It’s a pocket monster.” Echo keeps challenging Arminus, who responds to each question. E: “What type is a Charizard?” A: “Fire type.” E: “What’s the name of a bull with three tails?” A: “Tauros.” E: “What generation is a poochyena?” A: “A whata?” Echo is a little distraught about that last one, but with 4 minutes remaining and no one else nearby, options are minimal. “You know what, that’s good enough, let’s be partners.” Echo states and thumbs up towards Arminus, who raises an eyebrow and pries. “Excuse me?” Echo pulls the poster off the board and literally shoves it into Arminus’s face. “Pokémon Trivia Night, two contestant, 4 min- Crap! 3 minutes to sign-up.” While Echo is speaking in a breaking panic, but Arminus deciphers what he says and slaps the poster down.
“Knock it off. We don’t know each other; you shove a poster in my face (sniff) and you (sniff) (sniff) smell of blueberries?” Both pause for a moment to reconfigure what Arminus just said. “And marshmallows.” Echo replies ineptly to the now dumbstruck Arminus, who brings up his empty wrist “Wow, LoOk aT tHe TiMe, I GotTtA… uuhhh… go.” He turns and walks away, until Echo shouts “$10,000!” Arminus stops and twists his head to look at Echo to appeal. “For first place?” Echo grins a bit knowing that he has Arminus’s attention. “No, that’s 3rd place. 2nd is $50,000 and 1st is $100,000.” Echo points low at the prize money on the poster. Arminus has never seen prize money that large before, and this smart wolfdog may land them at least in third place.
Arminus reapproaches and grabs the poster with his left hand and opens his right hand towards Echo, “Let’s give it a shot.” Echo’s eyes and cheeks light up as he quickly and feverishly shakes Arminus’s hand and adds, “Yes, yes, yes sweet. Let’s sign up quick.” 2 minutes to spare is enough time for them to register on Echo’s phone, with Arminus still holding the poster rereading the rules. “Pokémon topics: names, types, and generations 1-6. Sheesh, this is gonna be rough.” Echo places a hand on Arminus’s shoulder. “Lucky for you, I’m a ‘sly dog' at this stuff.” Arminus is cringing at both Echo’s pun and his blueberry/marshmallow aroma.
But Echo gleaming honest face and perking ears as he pats Arminus’s shoulder ensure his word is true. This is somewhat relieving for Arminus, but he removes Echo’s paw from his shoulder because of his smell. “In that case, we need to get started now.” Arminus declares. “I can’t now, I’m running errands for Shiru. But here…” Echo grabs a pen from his bag and writes on the poster in Arminus’s hands. “Meet me at my place later, we’ll study then.” Arminus reads the address and confirms aloud. “Alright.” They separate for now to meet up later at Echo’s home.
Arminus hunts for Echo’s address in a large neighborhood. “Geez, this guy must live with his parents… or off his parents.” Arminus presumes pessimistically. He reviews the poster again to find its address matching a door on a garage. “Well… it looks cozy.” Arminus walks and speculates, until realizes it’s a mailbox for the real home behind it. A magnificent manor three stories tall and 100 yards wide.
Arminus double checks, then triple checks the address of this manor but is still trying to fathom what he is beholding. “There’s no way…” he remarks, just then “Heeeeyyyyy you made it.” Echo opens the manor’s fascinating front door and waves Arminus in. “Hurry up.” Echo invites as he turns around to walk inside and leaves the door open for Arminus. Still registering this marvelous manor, he walks up to Echo’s manor and closes the door behind him.
“Welcome to my home.” Echo declares in a proper hosting manner. “Uhh, yeah.” Arminus quietly responds, then asks. “So, where’s the rest of the family?” Echo chuckles a bit and responds. “Well, it’s just me and my Pokémon team that live here.” Arminus is in complete denial. “This whole place is yours?” he shouts. Echo quickly “Sssssshhhhhhhh, I got Pokémon resting dude, they trained hard and deserve a break.” Arminus collects himself and brings his excitement down a notch. “Sorry, sorry. But how? This place? Your Pokémon? Dude, our mailbox is bigger than my entire apartment.” Echo answers Arminus’s confounding mannerisms and tone with a simple sentence. “I’m a Professional Pokémon Trainer.”
Arminus is still unraveling the fact how this wolfdog, younger than him, owns this massive mansion. But he also regains his thoughts for the real reason he is here and just drops it. “Ok. Oh! I brought my 1st gen cards for studying.” Echo reviews the binder and speaks. “Sweet, I got this and other generation binders. They are in the backyard, this way.” Echo leads Arminus through the meandering hallways for 5 minutes. “I could never live in a home this big, too much cleaning.” Arminus exclaims to Echo. “That’s why the Pokémon and I have a motto. ‘If you live here, you clean here’.” Arminus support Echo’ claim. But he can’t support the blueberry/marshmallow perfume Echo has though.
Passing the kitchen, a super-size sliding door leads to the backyard. Echo opens the door and gestures towards Arminus, “The table there has the other binders.” Arminus sees the wooden picnic table and the stack of eight binders. “I thought the poster said generations 1-6?” Arminus asks worryingly. “It did, but you can’t be too careful, they might have bonus rounds.” Echo answers with a friendly elbow bump into Arminus. Arminus’s mentality went from fun trivia studying, to a school test studying. His brain is aching, and he hasn’t even looked inside the books yet. Echo joyfully pulls on Arminus’s arm to follow him.
While Echo is somewhat skipping happily, Arminus is sadly slumping behind as they reach the table. “Here’s some 8th gen Pokémon.” Echo reluctantly grabs and opens the binder. “Here’s a Boltund, what do you its type is?” Though mentally weary, Arminus answers. “Thunder?” Echo critiques. “Close, electric type. The judges will be picky type names.” Echo turns the pages for another one. “Oh, what’s the name of this one?” Echo shows while covering the name with a paw. Arminus examines a four-legged dino that looks like a large walking apple pie. Arminus guesses, “Uuhh apple-pie-ton?” Echo peers his blue eyes over the binder to hint, “Get rid of the ‘pie’ part.” Arminus responds, “Appleton?” Echo victory slaps Arminus in the back. “Correct.” Arminus jumps a bit from Echo physical encouragement. “This isn’t too bad. Half the names are play on words. But there are some trickier ones.” He sets the binder down. “But we got this, I’m grabbing a soda and hot pockets inside, you want some?” Arminus replies with some confidence. “Yeah, and if you got lemonade, I’ll take that.” Echo gives a thumbs up and walks back to the house.
Freeing Arminus’s nose from Echo’s sugar smell, he takes a breath. “Uuuhhhh I can’t get sleepy, but his blueberry aroma is making that really difficult.” Simply put, Arminus has a sensitive nose and fruity smells make him sleepy. Nights are ungrateful to him unless he has a fruity air freshener to ease his body. But he can’t let that stop him from studying, it’s an embarrassing crutch for him to reveal. He takes the 8th gen binder and sifts through the pages. “This is still a huge amount of Pokémon to memorize, and there’s still seven other binders.”
While reading through that binder, a ginormous Pokémon begins to prowl low and quietly behind him. Arminus drops the 8th gen binder on the table and picks up the 7th generation. “This binder is thicker than the 8th gen.” He carps, unaware of this Big Beast sneaking up to him, its powerful ponderous paws move covertly on the grass. “The hell is this thing? Mimikyu? It looks like a cursed Pikachu.” Arminus scrutinizes. Fuzzy fur surrounds this beast from head to tail, with fullest amount of fluff around its chest, scruff, and tail end. “The Oricorio has four different types, seriously?” Nearly five feet and closing the beast slows its breathing to hide itself as it begins to open its maw. White daggers drip with saliva and a tenacious tongue trickles out approaching Arminus. “GrEaT, there’s another multi-type Pokémon of Midnight, Dusk, and Midday.” The beast’s tongue halts inches away from Arminus after his complaint. “And how do you even say its name? Lick-an-rak? Lie-can-ruk? Lee-san-roek” The misnaming of this Pokémon annoys the beast, enough so that it finally speaks. “I’m a Lycanroc.”
Arminus’s eyes enlarge and grasps the binder with his right arm. He squeals and twirls to smack whatever just spoke behind him with the binder. After whacking that noise, two things occur rapidly. 1: He looks up to a giant dog wielding its head up in pain. 2: It’s right paw rushing towards Arminus’s torso. “Hguhhh-” The paw inadvertently knocks the wind out of Arminus and launches him towards the house. The dog brings its right paw up to touch its bruising snout oblivious to what it just did.
Meanwhile, Echo has his soda and Arminus’s lemonade in the kitchen. He is waiting for the hot pockets in the microwave. “Four should be enough. If he's not hungry, more for me.” After the microwave DING a loud WHAMM occurs shaking the kitchen a bit. Echo tilts over the counter to see a hilarious human shape bump poking in the wall near the glass slide door. “I guess Arminus met Shiru.” Echo assumes as he grabs the food and drinks. He walks pass the sliding door and looks to his right to see Arminus stuck in the wall face out with his legs and arms sprawling wide.
“I guess you met Shiru?” Echo speaks to Arminus, while the huge dog Shiru bickers aloud, “He started it.” Echo giggles a bit. “You look kinda funny stuck sideways like that.” Shiru exaggerates, “He squealed really high too, almost making me deaf.” Pulling himself out of the wall while the other two are talking, Arminus frees himself to face to each one and responds to their questions. First to Echo, “Yes.” Then to Shiru “No.” Back to Echo “Shut up.” Finally, he scolds Shiru, “And I shouted, I didn’t squeal. Has anyone ever taught you how to introduce yourself ya creep?” Shiru is uneasy with Arminus’s tone towards him and reacts. “I’m just trying to have fun. Have you ever done ‘that’ before?” Shiru to Arminus size wise is like an adult malamute to a tennis ball, but that didn’t stop Arminus’s voice. “With friends not strangers and if we were friends…” Arminus points to the wall indent, “they don’t do this to one another.”
Shiru is a Midday Lycanroc with white husky hair shrouding his belly, chest, face, head hair, paws, and tail. And tan hair on his face, back, and legs. Dark brown fur spikes crown around his white puffy chest, with the tips being light and dark blue. His eyes are a light sapphire while his cheeks and ears are tan and dark brown. He wears four black leg guard socks and a heavy dark blue collar that has a metal star dangling from it.
Bringing everyone to ease, Echo steps in between them. “Hey Arminus, this is Shiru, he’s the Lycanroc I mentioned. He’s very, spirited, but doesn’t have a bad bone in his body. All I ask is for some patience.” Arminus nods and turns around to simmer. Echo spins to face Shiru. “Haven’t we talked about how to act around guests?” Shiru looks down as he twirls his left paw on the ground and whimpers, “Maybe?” Echo calmly reminds him, “Unless they say so, please be more mindful of how you ‘interact’. Okay?” Echo requests him. Shiru looks at him to answer softly, “Okay.”
Echo claps his paws and announces, “Great, now hug it out.” Arminus stares grimly at Shiru, who in return blows razzberries. “At least say sorry.” Echo commands the two brooding boys. Being a guest, Arminus went first. “I hope your snout is ok.” Arminus says honestly but fickly while not making eye contact. His apology is small, but Shiru returns. “It… it’s fine. How’s your body feeling?” Still stretching his body, Arminus responds, “I’ve been slammed on worse occasions sadly, I’ll live.” Shiru’s energy enlightens after hearing that. He lowers his head closer to Arminus and urges him eagerly. “How bad was it from 1-10?” Arminus didn’t want to answer, seeing Shiru’s tail wagging with wonder. But behind Shiru however he sees Echo lip-sync “Tell him” and gestures to Shiru. With a heavy sigh, he answers. “A 2/10. Now please leave, we need to study.” Shiru’s ears and eyes rise from this ‘toys’ answer.
Arminus starts to walk past Shiru. “I live here, I can’t leave.” Shiru joshes to Arminus. Walking along Shiru’s side towards Echo, Arminus answers solemnly, “Then just leave me alone at least.” Shiru loves it when a ‘toy’ is challenging, makes it even more fun once he catches them. It’s been a while since someone this small carries some grit. Escalating his elation, Shiru lifts his hind legs as Arminus walks past his tail. His butt looms over Arminus and begins to slowly lean back. “Echo could you…” Arminus requests Echo as he walks and gestures Shiru’s big bending bottom. “Shiru, Stop!” Echo shouts. Shiru freezes and Arminus keeps walking. “Thanks, let’s get to studying.” Arminus graces Echo.
Both sit at the table and begin to study the 8th gen binder, but Shiru is still half squatting and upset about Arminus with Echo. “If you’re going to the bathroom, don’t do it here,” Arminus comments. Shiru takes offense to that, he knows better. Heck, he reminds the other Pokémon about bathroom manners. Echo isn’t upset about where his Pokémon do their ‘business’ if they clean it up. But with a guest helping him with trivia, he wants to look a little more subtle than wild. “If you can Shiru, go further into the yard so it’s not near the house, please.” Echo politely insists. “Sure.” Shiru grumbles grouchily and plots off deeper into the backyard woods.
Usually, Shiru goes around parading through streets, parks, cities, and forests with Echo carefree and having fun. Shiru is Echo’s first Pokémon, and the trials and adventures they have gone through built into a forever friendship. But then Arminus comes along to their home to ruin and insult Shuri’s fun. “Echo is kind towards him still? How? And why?” Jealousy ensues Shiru when thinking of Arminus. “This punk comes to our home and talks over me as if he holds the leash.” He bites on a dead log 10 ft wide 30ft long on the ground and raises it up. He muffles, “I cauunntt waaift to foew him my fwangs.” A thundering CRACK echoes (no pun intended) as he bites the log with rage into two smaller pieces that crash on the ground. He raises his left paw over one of the pieces. “Among other things.” He sneers sinisterly, CRUNCH he steps and crushes that log into splinters. Shiru continues to ‘vent’ in the woods, imagining each log as Arminus.
While Shiru quarrels in the woods, Arminus and Echo go through the 8 binders, twice, in five hours. All the studying is mentally testing their temper towards one another. Echo is upset Arminus can’t remember half the Pokémon, and Arminus is upset Echo assumes he can know all this. “Ok 4th gen, what type is a Kartana?” Echo quizzes Arminus. “It’s a-uh uuuhhh, water type.” Echo shakes his head. “No, grass type. What’s this Pokémon’s name?” Echo shows a puppy with a blue upper body and black lower body with a star on its tail. Arminus guesses, “Ooohhh, ooohh , uh… vulpix.” Echo face palms himself, “It’s a Shinx. Here, an easy one, what type is a VenoMOTH?” Echo really puts emphasis on the ‘moth’ part, but Arminus’s brain is running on fumes. “That’s gonna… beeee… aaauuuhhh… flying type?” Echo smacks his head on the table. He stands up “Moth dude, Moth. A MOTH is a Bug! How did you miss that?!?!” Echo howls (no pun intended) at Arminus. “It flies, doesn’t it? You can’t tell me otherwise.” Arminus rebuttals.
Arminus’s lack of memory aggravates Echo. Something needs to change in how they study. Half of daylight is gone and at this rate they will both need to pull all-nighters if they want to place top 3. Arminus is cranky because Echo’s fruity smell is really making him tired, and it diminishes his concentration when studying. Because of his crabbiness, he criticizes Echo. “I’m not a professional here, you are. I’m just an unlucky bystander who had the misfortune of saying ‘yes’ to you.” Echo digs his nails into the table and erupts. “You knew Pokémon and time was short. Besides, I thought it wouldn’t be hard to teach, but I’m astonished of how impossible you are.”
Arminus slams his hands on the table and stands to retaliate. “Shut it, I only knew 1st gen Pokémon, but you helped me understand at least half of the other Pokémon in the other binders. I can’t remember everything, but don’t you dare sell me short on the progress we did so far.” Two snarling faces lock eyes with one another. Each are at a standstill grasping the table in ire. Arminus shrivels his nose again at Echo’s overwhelming scent. Sheer silence fills the backyard, until familiar big steps arrives from the woods overhearing their argument.
“Hey Echo, it’s by time we eat something.” Shiru emerges and reminds him. Arminus sees Shiru first and leans back to realign himself and get away from Echo’s smell. “Listen, I’ll keep going. But this is your home, it’s your rules. If you want me to leave, just say so.” Echo relaxes a bit. The past few hours have been brain bashing, but he didn’t want to give up. “Let’s get something to eat. Food will help us study,” he responds. Arminus nods in agreement as his frustration dwindles down. “I’m gonna use your bathroom. We’ll find a strategy to memorize this.” He encourages and walks inside the manor, leaving Shiru and Echo together.
“He’s a jerk.” Shiru says as he looks down at Echo, who tilts his head back to speak up at Shiru. “Hey, come on. He’s just sternly determined.” Shiru side tilts his head and low brows in disbelief. “Ok, he’s a slight jerk. I just thought he’d be quick enough to get through all this.” Echo mentions while leveling his head and shuffling the binders quietly for a moment, until he hears his stomach gargling for food. “But now it’s dinner, and I’m hungry for a sandwich. I’ll grab your food as well Shiru.”
Echo goes to the kitchen and makes two club turkey sandwiches for him and Arminus. He also checks on the low-heat oven that is broiling Shiru’s 20 porkchops. He brings all three meals out and places them on the picnic table. Shiru chows down the porkchops as Echo eats his turkey club sandwich. Arminus finally comes back outside. “Sorry for taking a while. Large place is good at hiding the bathroom.” Echo tilts his head at the spare turkey sandwich for Arminus to eat. “Let’s eat for now.” He suggests to Arminus, who joins them.
Both micros finish their sandwiches and macro Shiru continues his porkchops while laying like a sphinx with his head on the ground. Meanwhile Arminus is dosing off while reading through the 3rd gen binder because of Echo’s smell. He can’t concentrate and knows that if he keeps this up, Echo and he will bark at each other again (pun intended). He needs to reveal his nose problem or else this will be a long night.
Arminus speaks, “Why do you wear cologne?” Echo bats an eye at Arminus. “Wait wha- where are you going with this?” He questions bafflingly with Shiru watching as well. “At the poster board, in your home, and even now, you have a potent whiff of blueberries and marshmallows. But why? Why do you drench yourself in cologne?” Echo is stressing about the Pokémon trivia, but Arminus is worrying about his aroma, that he adores. “It’s not cologne, it’s just my natural scent. Is it bad?” Echo leans elbows on the table defiantly. “It’s just…heavy and unnecessarily strong.” Echo’s tail stops swinging and frizzes up. Shiru notices this and thinks. “Oh crap, he shouldn’t have said that.” Shiru fully knows that besides loving Pokémon, Echo is very personal about his scent. Heck, Shiru has a French Vanilla scent he is proud of, no matter what anyone says. This is the first time he has seen someone criticize Echo’s smell.
Hiding his anger with a gentle smile, echo responds calmly. “You know, there’s a solution to that.” He turns to Shiru and waves him over. Shiru stands on all fours, walks over, and bows his head to Echo’s level. “Shiru, please go grab some ‘French Vanilla’ for Arminus.” Shiru’s mind sparks with Echo’s message, he knows exactly what he means. Feverish feelings flourish in Shiru, but he can’t show it in front of Arminus, at least not yet. He simply lifts his head and trots far behind Arminus. Then begins to prowl towards Arminus again. “Thank Echo, I really mean it.” Arminus graces Echo. “Tell me, why is my smell bad?” Echo draws Arminus’s attention while Shiru stealthily positions himself behind Arminus. “(Sighs) Your scent isn’t bad Echo, that’s not the problem.” Echo’s eyes blink a bit in confusion, he responds. “Then, what is?” Shiru is a 10 feet behind the oblivious Arminus.
Arminus voice quivers a bit but spits it out. “I have trouble sleeping, no number of showers, drinks, or white noise helps me, except for smells.” While Arminus is confessing, Shiru is beginning to softly sit up 5 feet behind him. “I’d smell fruits to calm my mind and help me snooze through the night without waking up. And your smell is nice, but sadly is making me drowsy unable to study.” Echo’s tail begins to unfrizzy and relax a bit as he twitches his ears to listen more.
“I didn’t want to say anything because I’ve been, well… an asshole. From meeting at the poster board, denying your actual home, bantering with Shiru; I was over stepping, simply put.” Echo’s infuriation is decreases while listening to Arminus, and Shiru lifts his right paw faintly to hover above Arminus. “I have learned almost 500 Pokémon, which is 480 more than when we started thanks to you. And I want to continue, if that alright?” Arminus pleas to Echo, who’s face turns into a gleeful grin. “It absolutely is. If we get rid of the sleepy smell, we’ll be set to win.” He answers Arminus, who smiles with clarity.
“But…” Echo interjects, turning Arminus’s clarity into inquiry. “Shiru is still upset, and a simple apology won’t get through to him easily.” Echo begins to stand up and move his bench to the side. Arminus still sitting unaware of Shiru and his paw a couple feet above him. “Ok, what works on him. Free bath, treats, walks?” Arminus spits out ideas while Echo drags the table and binders over to the side as well. Echo walks back and remarks to Arminus, “Could you stand up off the bench?” Still unraveling why Echo is moving everything, he stands up and watches Echo move the bench.
Echo turns around to look above Arminus and states. “Ok, now we’re good.” Arminus is standing unable to understand Echo’s intentions. “Good for wh-” STOMMMPP Shiru’s right front paw drops onto Arminus with only his knees poking out from the paw’s heel. Thankfully with Shiru sitting, his front paw isn’t too heavy but enough to prevent Arminus from running away. “Finally.” Shiru speaks out after waiting for what seems like ages. “I almost thought you were gonna let him off the hook.” Shiru directs to Echo, who is chuckling from Shiru’s excitement. “A little, but no one makes fun of my number one Pokémon.” He announces happily and honestly. Shiru is full of relief knowing Echo isn’t going to let anyone ridicule him or his Pokémon without consequences. The two share their gladness, Arminus begins to crawl out from under the paw exposing his upper body belly down.
“Ok, (gasps) I had this coming.” Echo and Shiru focus their attention to him, and Arminus talks to Shiru. “Does this make us even Shiru?” he begs. Shiru gives Echo a puppy dog face, basically begging him, ‘can I play with him some more’? A joyful nod comes from Echo while a sly smirk swells on Shiru’s face. And Arminus didn’t like the look of their exchange. Directing that same smirk to Arminus, Shiru responds, “Have you ever had a 10/10 crush before Arminus?” No response comes from him, but Arminus’s unnerving look amuses Shiru. “Because I’ve never had a ‘toy’ this tough before…”
Arminus sees his giant dark brown snout and entrancing large light sapphire eyes draw closer to him. SNIFFFFFFFFF, “I can smell your scared…” Shiru pushes down a bit on Arminus, who wheezes from the compression. “And I can feel your heart pumping in a panic…” Arminus stiff in horror from Shiru’s menacing manner, who’s vibrant scent of French Vanilla surrounds him. “Are you OK Arminus, does my scent overwhelm you?” Now fidgeting in fear, Arminus desperately tries to pull himself from the scent and from under Shiru’s paw, which only makes Shiru and Echo laugh.
“Come on Arminus, answer his question.” Echo teases. “Echo, I said I’m sorry. Help me oueeoooowww” While begging for help, Shiru adds a little weight to his paw and comments. “So, how would ya rate that?” Arminus retorts. “Not funny, get off meeeeeuuuggghhh” Shiru covers his upper body and presses harder until Arminus answers frantically muffling, “3/10, 3/10, 3/10.” Arminus’s body is smushing into Shiru’s pillow paw pad. He feels Arminus almost absorbing into his paw, a sensation that is supremely serene. “Mmmm, the exercise rollers we have never felt THIS good.” Shiru rotates his paw clockwise TWURF then counterclockwise TWARF, with each rotation bringing a rush of rapture to the large Lycanroc. TWURF TWARFF TWWURFF TWWARRFF TWWUURRFF TTWWAARRFFFF TTWWUUURRFFF TTWWAAARRRFFFFF
Echo enjoys Shiru’s playtime but does need to remind him. “Don’t rough him up too much Shiru, I still need him for tomorrow’s trivia.” However, Shiru is really getting into smearing Arminus into the ground. “Ahhhh, Echo, we seriously need to bring him after my training sessions. He’s like an automated massager, knows the right spots to hit.” Shiru jives but is honestly enjoying the motion too much. “Shiru lift up for a second.” Shiru looks at Echo bewilderingly. “Why? This is so glor-” Echo interrupts “Now, please.” Shiru is upset but does what he is told. Arminus’s body sprawls out in the foot deep paw pit.
Echo asks, “Arminus how ya feeling?” Pushing his face off the ground he answers, “Like I slept on the wrong side of a bed, or under 20 beds.” Still bringing his upper body out, Echo continues, “So like a 6/10?” Arminus replies, “No, more 4/10 it wasn’t that terr-” Arminus stops what he says after seeing a deviant glare on Echo. “Really? If that’s so…” Arminus hears Shiru’s taunting voice behind him. He turns to talk to Shiru SMMUUSSHHH, but Shiru brings down his left paw, hard.
Now facing into Shiru’s left paw, Arminus is stuck again. Echo laughs from Shiru’s response and action. Looking at Shiru, Echo realizes he skipped dinner for his other Pokémon. “Shiru, I need to feed the other Pokémon. Keep Arminus company would ya?” Echo informs, fully knowing how Shiru will answer. “Don’t worry, I’ll be on top of him.” He states while literally depressing Arminus into the grass. “In all seriousness, if Arminus says 8/10 for pain you need to stop.” Echo deliberately tells Shiru, who disagrees playfully and rebuttals. “Come on, I want to know how I can get a 10/10 crush from him.” Echo crosses his arms and enforces. “I need him for tomorrow, no compromise. Understood?” Shiru frowns but sadly pouts, “Yes,” to agree with him. “It’ll be a while for me to feed and clean after everyone, so don’t go overboard.” Echo announces to Shiru as he walks to the glass door and shuts it behind him.
After the slide door closes Shiru cheerful character turns into a cruel canine. He focuses on Arminus and begins to vent. “How is he so lenient with you?” Shiru asks curiously but crudely. Arminus can hear Shiru a little but can’t speak because of Shiru’s pressing pudgy paw pad encompassing around his upper body. “Echo may have forgiven you, but I am still skeptical of you.” Shiru begins to stand on all fours, applying half of his body weight onto Arminus. Who is uncomfortable to say the least.
“Your tone with me, smartass remarks, and telling me what to do, at my home…” Sustaining the pressure, Shiru moves his foot to feel Arminus’s head between his far-left beach ball beans. “What gives a pompous prick like you the audacity to do that?” SMERCH Shiru squeezes his two far-left beans compressing Arminus’s head. The combination of fur and pressure causes Arminus to sweat under Shitu’s paw prison. “I should have steered Echo away from you at that stupid poster board.” Shiru shifts Arminus to the two far-right beans and SMERCH again. “Maybe just stayed away from the poster board itself. Or…” He puts Arminus in the center of his paw with two beans on each side of his head, “I should have crushed you there, and we would have laughed about it like any other day.” SSMMEERRCCHHHH Shiru profoundly pinches Arminus, enough so that his head POP up between Shiru’s toes from the force.
“(Inhales) OK OK! (Inhales) You’re mad!” His response slightly shocks Shiru, enough for him to lighten his foot pressing and squeezing on Arminus. “Echo knows I’m serious about the trivia, but why are you bitter with me? You literally have the upper paw right now with him on your side?” Arminus looks up and explains bluntly to Shiru. “You just met him. You wouldn’t understand.” Shiru snaps at him. “You don’t trust me.” Arminus states contently, which only agitates Shiru more. “Of course I don’t. A random loner like you meets up with Echo and shortly after that he invites you to his house for some stupid trivia contest. What’s your endgame?” Shiru bickers suspiciously.
Behind his tough talk, Arminus can sense something larger is going on with Shiru. With Echo gone, he is more defensive and wary. “You really care for him, don’t you?” Arminus asks pensively. “What would you know about caring?” Shiru growls, slightly squeezing Arminus in his paw. Arminus musters out his answer. “Caring? Only that it takes time, and no amount of money, restrictions, or fame can replace it. And if someone does, they’re not a caring friend.” Shiru leans his head down to Arminus’s eye level. “But you’re in it for the prize, I saw it on the poster you brought in.” Arminus’s arms and chest are hurting from Shiru’s restraining. He needs to think of a way out of this. He blubbers “6/10.” Shiru raises his eyes a bit. “Huh??” Shiru removes his paw to hear Arminus, who is now laying in a 2 feet deep hole.
“You asked about trying to get me to an 8/10, right? Well, you paw pre-” Shiru impatiently impedes Arminus. “Can it! I don’t care about that.” Shiru slams both paws on each side of Arminus, which causes him to hop a bit from the shaking impact. Shiru’s nose pins Arminus to the ground as he growls, “The poster, you are only here for the money. Not for him, admit it!” Shiru’s face arrays with anger, and his snout snarls breathing heavily towards Arminus.
Absolute petrification is what Arminus feels right now but he also feels something else as well, defiance. “Fine Shiru, you’re right it was the money, at first. But Echo’s not some guy who needs protection from a guard dog like you. If caring friends like you two trust each other, why are you having a hard time living with him meeting me or assuming others?”
Shiru didn’t have a response. His breathing is still heavy with hatred. But his eyes are starting to ease up a bit. Arminus adds to his rant. “He helped me study 8 generations of 450 Pokémon. It’s one thing to learn that, but to teach someone half the amount of Pokémon, isn’t easy. But he still helps me out because he isn’t the type of guy who quits. And neither am I.” Arminus sees Shiru’s snarling nozzle relax a bit. One more speech should hopefully release him. “For being with him so long, you are worried he will leave you. You cling to him and never let go or give him a chance to meet others. If you haven’t crushed them already. You’re not his friend, you’re just a leech.” Maybe Arminus should have said something else, because Shiru is now livid. With enraging eyes and snarling snout, Shiru shoves his nose vigorously into Arminus. “Don’t you dare refer me as a leech you shitty stupid schmuck!”
Arminus squirms striking and kicking his nozzle, but to no avail. “I’ve known him longer and closer than you ever will. And at least I don’t have a smelling problem! Which reminds me.” Shiru removes his table sized nose from Arminus, who is now sore in his upper body and waist. Shiru switches his stance to put his rear paws on each side of Arminus. While recovering, Arminus regrets looking up at a white fluffy tail with an even floofier pair of bleached buns. Each one can cover him three time over. Shiru veers his head over his left shoulder with a grimy grin. “You have fruit smell for sleeping right?” he squats down feet away from Arminus swinging his tail side-to-side. “How about we add smell for fear?” Shiru leans back with Arminus rebuttaling frantically. “Wait, wait, wa-” WHOMMMPPP. Shiru’s furry flank flutters a bit on the impact because of his tone muscles and full fur.
French Vanilla and fur squash around Arminus, who is face first in the dirt. Behind his anger, Shiru is relishing having this rude runt under his right rump. He begins clamoring, “You had this coming twerp, with some insurance too.” Shiru rubs his right rump front-to-back across Arminus. GREFF GROFF GREFF GROFF. The sensation Arminus feels is agonizingly awful. He compares it to a rough rug with the weight of a small car smearing across him. GRREEFFF GRROOFFF GRRREEEFFFFF GRRROOOFFFFF GGRRREEEFFFFF GGRRROOOOFFFFF Shiru repeats his rump rubbing for a couple minutes increasing the weight overtime. Until he ceases and speaks. “That’s for hitting my snout.”
Shiru feels Arminus twitching under him trying to crawl out from under his butt. “What makes you think you can move?” He demands dreadfully and begins to reposition himself. “I choose if you can move or not.” Shiru shifts his bum to torment and transfer Arminus from his right to his left cheek. Under that hair, weight, and darkness; Arminus’s body twirls around from Shiru’s exchange. That is until he is face up into Shiru’s left lump.
Feeling his ‘toy’ under his left cheek, Shiru begins leaning side-to-side. “And this is for your crappy tone with me.” Shiru snickers while tottering back-n-forth, with each motion drilling deeper into the dirt due to his double domical doggy dumpy. PRIFF PRUFF PRIIFFF PRUUFFF PRRIIIFFFF PRRUUUFFFF PPRRRIIIIFFFFF PPRRRUUUUFFFFF. Shiru keeps burying his butt and Arminus 6 feet into the ground, alternating his crushing and releasing on Arminus. The shedding hair gets into Arminus’s face, overwhelming his nose with French Vanilla and bruising his body from this canine’s keister. Six minutes of leaning satisfies Shiru to stop and lift himself up.
Laying faceup, Arminus’s eyes refocus as light finally blares into them. Only to see Shiru’s sizable seat suspending high above him. “Do you remember the last thing you said to me before Echo told me to leave?” Shiru interrogates Arminus, while grandstanding his gigamax glutes. Beaten and hazy Arminus tries to remember what he said. “It-uhh, (breathes) it was-uuhhh” Arminus could barely speak in his state, but Shiru answers for him anyway with a tyrant taunting tone. “You said, ‘If I’m going to the bathroom…” he flaunts his feral flank and looks under his stomach at Arminus with a spiteful scowl. “Go somewhere else.” He jumps with only his hind legs, kicking them out into the air so his powerful puffy posture can really plant into the ground. Arminus crawls in pure panic to escape and reaches the top edge of the hole. Unfortunately, he sees another crater on the other side his hole, meaning one thing. CRRUUUSSSHHHHHH Shiru’s shakes the ground as he butt bombs Arminus dead center of his heavy humongous hind end.
Shiru senses Arminus squirm beneath the center of his chubby cheeks, and grins ghoulishly. “I have dignity and self-respect when around others.” Shiru announces veering over his left shoulder to Arminus, though he can’t hear a single thing when under Shiru’s round rear. “I’m not some lap dog that ‘goes’ on primal instinct.” He begins bouncing his burly booty BWOMM BWOMM BWOMM BWOMM sternly squishing Arminus.
Shiru talks while still bouncing every half a second, “You just assume that Pokémon are dumb pets for fighting.” BWWOMMM BWWOMMM BWWOMMM BWWOMMM Shiru’s butt bombardments increases the hole’s depth to 8ft, deep enough that Shiru’s tail is almost touching the ground. “Well, I earned Echo’s trust through time and work. Something you will never do.” Shiru sits up completely bringing all his weight down, mashing his massive mounds onto Arminus mercilessly. BWWOOMMMM BBWWOOOMMMMM BBBWWWOOOOMMMMM BBBWWWOOOOOMMMMMM.
Another 10 minutes go by until Shiru pauses his posterior punishment. Ever since Arminus’s insults, Shiru’s energy went from puny playing into a weary workout on Arminus. Breathing a little heavy, Shiru speakS. “You gonna say sorry now?” he asks, taking a moment to realize Arminus can’t hear him while under his rear. “Oh, right.” He attempts to stand only to fall back sitting upright squishing Arminus again. The 10ft hole grasps his glutes due to his girth and the hole’s depth. “Jeez, I really drilled into him.” Shiru says surprising even himself of the damage. He begins to rock back-n-forth to free himself and indirectly smushes Arminus in the process. PLOP Shiru pulls himself out and turns to the flatten flunky in the center of his crater to ask the question again.
“You going to apologize?” Shiru demands Arminus while standing over him. Arminus is laying face up in his own silhouette crater inside Shiru’s colossal canine crater. He lightly gasps for air and responds. “For hitting you in the nose? (Inhales) But I did apologize for that.” Shiru looms his head closer to Arminus to simplify. “No you gimp. I’m talking about when you arrived here insulting me, rudely remarking about my bathroom manners, and questioning my friendship with Echo.”
Arminus sluggishly pulls his arms out and apologizes. “I’m sorry for my remarks on our first meeting…” After freeing his arms, he then pulls his legs out. “I was impolite towards you about when you do your, ‘business’…” Finally, Arminus uses his arms and legs to yank his torso out of the ground. He stands and stares at Shiru, who has an impatient look on his face while staring back at Arminus. “What about my friendship?” Shiru commands, sighing Arminus answers. “I’m not going to lie and apologize for that, I meant what I said.”
This offends Shiru greatly, enough so he roars at Arminus showing his teeth. “You ungrateful jackass. I don’t care if Echo trusts you. I can just end you right here.” Shiru snarls as he flashes his frightful fangs lowers his eyebrows and moves closer to Arminus. “What do you say?” Shiru threatens Arminus, who is terrified but comes up with an idea. He glances past Shiru’s left side and speaks “How about you ask Echo?”
Shiru’s heart drops after hearing and seeing Arminus look past his face to Echo behind him. “Shit, did he hear everything?” Shiru is tense thinking to himself in terror, he screwed up. “I shouted and showed my fangs, he must have heard that. Dammit, what do I do? Uuuhhh oh I know!” He leans towards Arminus and licks him a couple times. He changes his tone to a playful titter. “See even my breath smells of French Vanilla, right Ech-” Shiru turns to his left where there is no one to greet him. He sits up and looks around to see no one is around. Arminus talks, “Well, I didn’t expect that.” Shiru confusingly looks down at Arminus’s response. “You lied.” Arminus states while wiping off Shiru’s licks.
“What the hell do you mean?” Shiru asks unaware of Arminus’s endgame. “If Echo did walk in on this, you would have lied to him. Right then and there.” Arminus justifies to Shiru, still removing the drool. “Friends don’t lie to one another. You do have more time with him than me, but I’ve been honest to him at least.” Inner turmoil of shame and anger swells in Shiru. It’s embarrassing that this puny person’s manipulating statement is correct. Lies never build bonds and Echo will never approve of that, and Arminus knows this.
“Echo deserves the truth.” Arminus continues, furthering Shiru’s distraught mentality. “But I’m not going to tell him though, you are.” Arminus’s sentence releases some of Shiru’s tension. “What? Wait, why?” Shiru insists. “Because I don’t like being a messenger for someone else’s problems. I mean yeah, your butt crushing sucked complete 9/10 on the pain chart. But I had that coming.” Shiru tilts his head processing Arminus’s explanation. “You are kind to him, no doubt. But he’s his own person too. Besides, if shit hits the fan in his life, you think he’s coming to me? No, he’ll go to you when he needs help.” Shiru didn’t expect Arminus to give him a pep talk, but it did ease the swelling guilt.
Shiru finally speaks, “I guess there’s some truth to that. But I can’t tell him yet.” Arminus raises an open palm and smiles. “Just don’t ignore it or forget it, promise?” Shiru observes Arminus’s hand and carefully brings his left paw to touch it. “Yeah.” After touching Arminus hand, he yelps aloud in pain. “Oh come on, I literally tapped you.” Shiru complains. “No no, it’s not that. You’re previous beatdown made my entire body screaming in pain. I can barely stand.” Shiru notices his legs and arms are shaking as he stands. “And you stood in front of me still while I attempted to snack on you. How did you know I wouldn’t?” Arminus replies, “Because you just ate dinner. Plus, I assumed you wouldn’t have the guts to do so.” Shiru begins to laugh, but this makes Arminus uneasy.
“Really now?” Shiru smiles wide with a tittering tease. “You wanna bet?” Shiru playfully opens his maw to display his fangs again, with drool dripping from his mouth’s roof and his tremendous tongue. He tilts his nozzle around Arminus. He attempts to hobble away, but Shiru closes his mouth gently around him CHOMP. Shiru lifts his head up and takes a seat, wagging his tail. Shiru speaks with his mouth full, “He he he, how wis ick whin der Awrnumwis?” Soaking in Shiru’s saliva against his tough texture tongue, behind cage bars of white teeth completely overwhelms Arminus. “Hey come on. I said I wouldn’t tell Echo. Seriously don’t eat me.” He hears gigantic giggles that grumble within Shiru’s mouth. “Dwon’t worry, I got someking elwse in mwind.” Shiru simpers sweetly.
Arminus didn’t know if he should feel relief or fear. But Shiru’s tongue didn’t give him a choice. “Woah, what th-” PLAT Shiru raises his tongue to squish Arminus between the room of Shiru’s mouth and his tongue. “Heh heh heh” Shiru laughs as he begins to slide his tongue forward and back. SLURP SLARP SLURP SLARP SLURP SLARP. Arminus didn’t have a decent taste, but his durability makes it fun to suck on like a lollipop. “MMMmmm, wyou don’t taste special, but you’re vwery chwewy.” Shiru gives Arminus a full mouth tour by swishing him around against his teeth, under his tongue, and between his lips and gums. He especially enjoys chewing on him since he is tough to withstand it, mostly. Shiru is focusing on Arminus so much, that he is completely delirious of the steps walking behind him.
“Shiru, is Arminus here?” A voice behind him speaks, halting Shiru’s actions. He turns to look at Echo somewhat tired from feeding and cleaning after the other Pokémons’ meals. Trying to play it cool, Shiru closes his eyes and shrugs his shoulders. Echo crosses his arms and raises a brow. “Then where is he?” Shiru’s eyes start wandering to find an answer, which they did. He points his paw at the upstairs bathroom in his and Echo’s room. “Oh, kay thanks.” Echo replies and Shiru simply nods in response. Right as Echo takes a step into the door. He hears Shiru’s tail swaying, swishing his mouth, and humming at the same time. He’s smart enough to know what that means.
“Shiru, spit him out.” Echo asserts. Shiru turns and bends his head down moping his face. He begins to whimper. “Bwut…” Echo interrupts “Now Shiru.” With his fun over, he lays his head on the ground and opens his mouth. Arminus falls out plopping face up onto the ground with a heavy coating of Shiru’s saliva. “Shiru what the hell did you do to him?” Echo questions worryingly. “Well…he can… umm… It’s not that bad.” Shiru stutters meanwhile Echo rushes over to Arminus who is still not moving. “Shiru any other time this would be fun-and-games, but I need him for tomorrow.” Echo removes the layers of slobber and turn Arminus to his side. Thankfully, Arminus begins to cough up some of Shiru’s saliva to breathe. “See, I told you he’s good.” Shiru states happily, while in all sincerity he was afraid he went too far.
“Hey, sorry about that. It was supposed to be a tease, but Shiru sometimes takes things, overboard.” Arminus stares at Shiru, with content in his eyes. Shiru is afraid his maw play may have ruined his and Arminus’s secret promise. “Echo, seriously, Shiru…” Shiru shuts his eyes as his hearts races. “I blew it. He’s gonna tell Echo everything.” Shiru thinks to himself. “…went 10/10 on me. And this pain is excruciating.” Shiru opens his eyes, amazed that Arminus didn’t expose him. “I know and I’m really sorry again about that.” Echo helps Arminus up, who then realizes the sky is nearly dark outside. “Crap, I need to get home before it gets too dark out to walk. Hey Echo, what time should I come over tomorrow?” Echo thinks for a moment and replies. “10:00 am-ish, I’ll have to do training before that time.” Arminus squints out a response. “Gotcha, ouch dammit.” Arminus grabs his side in pain. “I got to go. See you tomorrow.”
As Arminus trudges to the back door, the same swelling feeling fills in Shiru again. He is sort of the reason why Arminus is, well limping, and can tell each step hurts him. Even from all that fun toy torture, he didn’t reveal anything to Echo. A sour taste fills in his mouth as he sees Arminus takes a step past the glass door. “Just stay the night.” Shiru invites aloud, catching both Echo and Arminus off guard. They both inadvertently reply simultaneously, “What?” Shiru talks to Arminus first, “I shouldn’t have gone so far. You have an attitude but didn’t deserve that much torment.” He then begs Echo, “He can sleep in my bed, I’ll just sleep on the floor. What do ya say?” Shiru’s offer amazes Echo. Of every Pokémon he knows, Shiru is the last one he thinks of that would invite someone to their room. “Well, that can help us study earlier tomorrow. How about it Arminus?” Turning around to face them both, he answers in relief. “That saves me the trouble of walking.”
He takes a step to them, only to fall on an invisible step he didn’t account for. Shiru dashes and catches Arminus “Hhmmppff” with his nozzle. “Thanks, can’t really rely on my legs at the moment.” Shiru slivers a smirk and adds, “Then allow me.” He opens his front teeth to nip on the back of Arminus’s sweatshirt and vest collar. He lifts Arminus up while standing on all fours. “Arminus, I’m going to grab the binders, I’ll meet you up in the room, sound good?” Echo asks, but no response comes back. Echo assumes the worse, “Shiru don’t put him in your mouth.” Shiru rotates around and responds, “Ssshhhh, I think he’s sleeping.” Echo see Arminus passed out dangling from the light embrace or Shiru’s mouth. His body burns from Shiru’s brutality, but the weightlessness relieved his body and mind of pain. Enough so, he passed out from it.
“Wow, Shiru seriously what did you do to knock him out like that?” Shifting his eyes back and forth to avoid the question, he gives a lame answer. “Uuuhhh, goodnight.” He quickly, but carefully turns to walk inside with Arminus swaying to his step. Echo rolls his eyes and ignores him. He walks to the binders on the picnic table, until something in the ground catches his eye. A colossal crater that it 25ft wide, 10ft long and 12ft deep. “Damn, Arminus. I think I’ll let you sleep in a bit to recover.” He observes the damaging depth of the hole and shivers a bit seeing a human silhouette crater in the center of Shiru’s caldera. “Maybe a hefty breakfast too.”
Arminus is me duke21
Echo, Shiru, and this sweet pic belong to EchoPaws
Story is 8600 words, sorry about that. I need to work on limiting what I write. Please enjoy, and sorry about making you wake a month and a half.
Within the Sinnoh Region out skirting the Eterna Forrest, a wolfdog arrives at a poster board. Searching the ads, he reads a curious poster aloud. “Pokémon Trivia Night at Grand Union Center, test your knowledge on every Pokémon name, type, and generation from 1-6.” Other bystanders glance at this wolfdog reciting the poster. Annoying some who wish he could read to himself.
His name is Echo, a Professional Pokémon Trainer. His style comprises of slick sneakers, slim blue jeans, and black-n-white zipped hoodie. Another remarkable feature in Echo is the blue trim on his clothing, including his paws, stary cheeks, ears, and ocean eyes. Astonishing dark azure hair is the final feature that has this wolfdog stand out. Echo leans into the poster on the board with immense interest. His fluffy tri-color tail of grey, black, and white from stem to tip sways side-to-side.
“2 contestants each must answer questions.” Underlining emphasis on the word ‘MUST’. “Registration is by noon…” Echo checks his phone on the date. “TODAY!?!” The pedestrians flick their heads toward Echo’s shocking yell, with some walking away. “And competition is one day from today at 7pm. Let’s see if your knowledge can ‘Catch em all’.” Echo stops reading to check his phone for time, “Seriou-, 6 minutes till noon?!?” Echo frantically swerves his head left and right for a partner. But everyone nearby avoids him due to his disruptive shouting and desperate demeanor, well almost everyone. He catches sight of a someone who quickly looks away from him. A white humanoid in black kakis, a red quarter zip sweatshirt, and black vest on top, both partially unzipped. Arminus is his name, and Echo immediately quizzes him.
“You, what’s a Pokémon?” Arminus regrettably faces him and answers. “It’s a pocket monster.” Echo keeps challenging Arminus, who responds to each question. E: “What type is a Charizard?” A: “Fire type.” E: “What’s the name of a bull with three tails?” A: “Tauros.” E: “What generation is a poochyena?” A: “A whata?” Echo is a little distraught about that last one, but with 4 minutes remaining and no one else nearby, options are minimal. “You know what, that’s good enough, let’s be partners.” Echo states and thumbs up towards Arminus, who raises an eyebrow and pries. “Excuse me?” Echo pulls the poster off the board and literally shoves it into Arminus’s face. “Pokémon Trivia Night, two contestant, 4 min- Crap! 3 minutes to sign-up.” While Echo is speaking in a breaking panic, but Arminus deciphers what he says and slaps the poster down.
“Knock it off. We don’t know each other; you shove a poster in my face (sniff) and you (sniff) (sniff) smell of blueberries?” Both pause for a moment to reconfigure what Arminus just said. “And marshmallows.” Echo replies ineptly to the now dumbstruck Arminus, who brings up his empty wrist “Wow, LoOk aT tHe TiMe, I GotTtA… uuhhh… go.” He turns and walks away, until Echo shouts “$10,000!” Arminus stops and twists his head to look at Echo to appeal. “For first place?” Echo grins a bit knowing that he has Arminus’s attention. “No, that’s 3rd place. 2nd is $50,000 and 1st is $100,000.” Echo points low at the prize money on the poster. Arminus has never seen prize money that large before, and this smart wolfdog may land them at least in third place.
Arminus reapproaches and grabs the poster with his left hand and opens his right hand towards Echo, “Let’s give it a shot.” Echo’s eyes and cheeks light up as he quickly and feverishly shakes Arminus’s hand and adds, “Yes, yes, yes sweet. Let’s sign up quick.” 2 minutes to spare is enough time for them to register on Echo’s phone, with Arminus still holding the poster rereading the rules. “Pokémon topics: names, types, and generations 1-6. Sheesh, this is gonna be rough.” Echo places a hand on Arminus’s shoulder. “Lucky for you, I’m a ‘sly dog' at this stuff.” Arminus is cringing at both Echo’s pun and his blueberry/marshmallow aroma.
But Echo gleaming honest face and perking ears as he pats Arminus’s shoulder ensure his word is true. This is somewhat relieving for Arminus, but he removes Echo’s paw from his shoulder because of his smell. “In that case, we need to get started now.” Arminus declares. “I can’t now, I’m running errands for Shiru. But here…” Echo grabs a pen from his bag and writes on the poster in Arminus’s hands. “Meet me at my place later, we’ll study then.” Arminus reads the address and confirms aloud. “Alright.” They separate for now to meet up later at Echo’s home.
Arminus hunts for Echo’s address in a large neighborhood. “Geez, this guy must live with his parents… or off his parents.” Arminus presumes pessimistically. He reviews the poster again to find its address matching a door on a garage. “Well… it looks cozy.” Arminus walks and speculates, until realizes it’s a mailbox for the real home behind it. A magnificent manor three stories tall and 100 yards wide.
Arminus double checks, then triple checks the address of this manor but is still trying to fathom what he is beholding. “There’s no way…” he remarks, just then “Heeeeyyyyy you made it.” Echo opens the manor’s fascinating front door and waves Arminus in. “Hurry up.” Echo invites as he turns around to walk inside and leaves the door open for Arminus. Still registering this marvelous manor, he walks up to Echo’s manor and closes the door behind him.
“Welcome to my home.” Echo declares in a proper hosting manner. “Uhh, yeah.” Arminus quietly responds, then asks. “So, where’s the rest of the family?” Echo chuckles a bit and responds. “Well, it’s just me and my Pokémon team that live here.” Arminus is in complete denial. “This whole place is yours?” he shouts. Echo quickly “Sssssshhhhhhhh, I got Pokémon resting dude, they trained hard and deserve a break.” Arminus collects himself and brings his excitement down a notch. “Sorry, sorry. But how? This place? Your Pokémon? Dude, our mailbox is bigger than my entire apartment.” Echo answers Arminus’s confounding mannerisms and tone with a simple sentence. “I’m a Professional Pokémon Trainer.”
Arminus is still unraveling the fact how this wolfdog, younger than him, owns this massive mansion. But he also regains his thoughts for the real reason he is here and just drops it. “Ok. Oh! I brought my 1st gen cards for studying.” Echo reviews the binder and speaks. “Sweet, I got this and other generation binders. They are in the backyard, this way.” Echo leads Arminus through the meandering hallways for 5 minutes. “I could never live in a home this big, too much cleaning.” Arminus exclaims to Echo. “That’s why the Pokémon and I have a motto. ‘If you live here, you clean here’.” Arminus support Echo’ claim. But he can’t support the blueberry/marshmallow perfume Echo has though.
Passing the kitchen, a super-size sliding door leads to the backyard. Echo opens the door and gestures towards Arminus, “The table there has the other binders.” Arminus sees the wooden picnic table and the stack of eight binders. “I thought the poster said generations 1-6?” Arminus asks worryingly. “It did, but you can’t be too careful, they might have bonus rounds.” Echo answers with a friendly elbow bump into Arminus. Arminus’s mentality went from fun trivia studying, to a school test studying. His brain is aching, and he hasn’t even looked inside the books yet. Echo joyfully pulls on Arminus’s arm to follow him.
While Echo is somewhat skipping happily, Arminus is sadly slumping behind as they reach the table. “Here’s some 8th gen Pokémon.” Echo reluctantly grabs and opens the binder. “Here’s a Boltund, what do you its type is?” Though mentally weary, Arminus answers. “Thunder?” Echo critiques. “Close, electric type. The judges will be picky type names.” Echo turns the pages for another one. “Oh, what’s the name of this one?” Echo shows while covering the name with a paw. Arminus examines a four-legged dino that looks like a large walking apple pie. Arminus guesses, “Uuhh apple-pie-ton?” Echo peers his blue eyes over the binder to hint, “Get rid of the ‘pie’ part.” Arminus responds, “Appleton?” Echo victory slaps Arminus in the back. “Correct.” Arminus jumps a bit from Echo physical encouragement. “This isn’t too bad. Half the names are play on words. But there are some trickier ones.” He sets the binder down. “But we got this, I’m grabbing a soda and hot pockets inside, you want some?” Arminus replies with some confidence. “Yeah, and if you got lemonade, I’ll take that.” Echo gives a thumbs up and walks back to the house.
Freeing Arminus’s nose from Echo’s sugar smell, he takes a breath. “Uuuhhhh I can’t get sleepy, but his blueberry aroma is making that really difficult.” Simply put, Arminus has a sensitive nose and fruity smells make him sleepy. Nights are ungrateful to him unless he has a fruity air freshener to ease his body. But he can’t let that stop him from studying, it’s an embarrassing crutch for him to reveal. He takes the 8th gen binder and sifts through the pages. “This is still a huge amount of Pokémon to memorize, and there’s still seven other binders.”
While reading through that binder, a ginormous Pokémon begins to prowl low and quietly behind him. Arminus drops the 8th gen binder on the table and picks up the 7th generation. “This binder is thicker than the 8th gen.” He carps, unaware of this Big Beast sneaking up to him, its powerful ponderous paws move covertly on the grass. “The hell is this thing? Mimikyu? It looks like a cursed Pikachu.” Arminus scrutinizes. Fuzzy fur surrounds this beast from head to tail, with fullest amount of fluff around its chest, scruff, and tail end. “The Oricorio has four different types, seriously?” Nearly five feet and closing the beast slows its breathing to hide itself as it begins to open its maw. White daggers drip with saliva and a tenacious tongue trickles out approaching Arminus. “GrEaT, there’s another multi-type Pokémon of Midnight, Dusk, and Midday.” The beast’s tongue halts inches away from Arminus after his complaint. “And how do you even say its name? Lick-an-rak? Lie-can-ruk? Lee-san-roek” The misnaming of this Pokémon annoys the beast, enough so that it finally speaks. “I’m a Lycanroc.”
Arminus’s eyes enlarge and grasps the binder with his right arm. He squeals and twirls to smack whatever just spoke behind him with the binder. After whacking that noise, two things occur rapidly. 1: He looks up to a giant dog wielding its head up in pain. 2: It’s right paw rushing towards Arminus’s torso. “Hguhhh-” The paw inadvertently knocks the wind out of Arminus and launches him towards the house. The dog brings its right paw up to touch its bruising snout oblivious to what it just did.
Meanwhile, Echo has his soda and Arminus’s lemonade in the kitchen. He is waiting for the hot pockets in the microwave. “Four should be enough. If he's not hungry, more for me.” After the microwave DING a loud WHAMM occurs shaking the kitchen a bit. Echo tilts over the counter to see a hilarious human shape bump poking in the wall near the glass slide door. “I guess Arminus met Shiru.” Echo assumes as he grabs the food and drinks. He walks pass the sliding door and looks to his right to see Arminus stuck in the wall face out with his legs and arms sprawling wide.
“I guess you met Shiru?” Echo speaks to Arminus, while the huge dog Shiru bickers aloud, “He started it.” Echo giggles a bit. “You look kinda funny stuck sideways like that.” Shiru exaggerates, “He squealed really high too, almost making me deaf.” Pulling himself out of the wall while the other two are talking, Arminus frees himself to face to each one and responds to their questions. First to Echo, “Yes.” Then to Shiru “No.” Back to Echo “Shut up.” Finally, he scolds Shiru, “And I shouted, I didn’t squeal. Has anyone ever taught you how to introduce yourself ya creep?” Shiru is uneasy with Arminus’s tone towards him and reacts. “I’m just trying to have fun. Have you ever done ‘that’ before?” Shiru to Arminus size wise is like an adult malamute to a tennis ball, but that didn’t stop Arminus’s voice. “With friends not strangers and if we were friends…” Arminus points to the wall indent, “they don’t do this to one another.”
Shiru is a Midday Lycanroc with white husky hair shrouding his belly, chest, face, head hair, paws, and tail. And tan hair on his face, back, and legs. Dark brown fur spikes crown around his white puffy chest, with the tips being light and dark blue. His eyes are a light sapphire while his cheeks and ears are tan and dark brown. He wears four black leg guard socks and a heavy dark blue collar that has a metal star dangling from it.
Bringing everyone to ease, Echo steps in between them. “Hey Arminus, this is Shiru, he’s the Lycanroc I mentioned. He’s very, spirited, but doesn’t have a bad bone in his body. All I ask is for some patience.” Arminus nods and turns around to simmer. Echo spins to face Shiru. “Haven’t we talked about how to act around guests?” Shiru looks down as he twirls his left paw on the ground and whimpers, “Maybe?” Echo calmly reminds him, “Unless they say so, please be more mindful of how you ‘interact’. Okay?” Echo requests him. Shiru looks at him to answer softly, “Okay.”
Echo claps his paws and announces, “Great, now hug it out.” Arminus stares grimly at Shiru, who in return blows razzberries. “At least say sorry.” Echo commands the two brooding boys. Being a guest, Arminus went first. “I hope your snout is ok.” Arminus says honestly but fickly while not making eye contact. His apology is small, but Shiru returns. “It… it’s fine. How’s your body feeling?” Still stretching his body, Arminus responds, “I’ve been slammed on worse occasions sadly, I’ll live.” Shiru’s energy enlightens after hearing that. He lowers his head closer to Arminus and urges him eagerly. “How bad was it from 1-10?” Arminus didn’t want to answer, seeing Shiru’s tail wagging with wonder. But behind Shiru however he sees Echo lip-sync “Tell him” and gestures to Shiru. With a heavy sigh, he answers. “A 2/10. Now please leave, we need to study.” Shiru’s ears and eyes rise from this ‘toys’ answer.
Arminus starts to walk past Shiru. “I live here, I can’t leave.” Shiru joshes to Arminus. Walking along Shiru’s side towards Echo, Arminus answers solemnly, “Then just leave me alone at least.” Shiru loves it when a ‘toy’ is challenging, makes it even more fun once he catches them. It’s been a while since someone this small carries some grit. Escalating his elation, Shiru lifts his hind legs as Arminus walks past his tail. His butt looms over Arminus and begins to slowly lean back. “Echo could you…” Arminus requests Echo as he walks and gestures Shiru’s big bending bottom. “Shiru, Stop!” Echo shouts. Shiru freezes and Arminus keeps walking. “Thanks, let’s get to studying.” Arminus graces Echo.
Both sit at the table and begin to study the 8th gen binder, but Shiru is still half squatting and upset about Arminus with Echo. “If you’re going to the bathroom, don’t do it here,” Arminus comments. Shiru takes offense to that, he knows better. Heck, he reminds the other Pokémon about bathroom manners. Echo isn’t upset about where his Pokémon do their ‘business’ if they clean it up. But with a guest helping him with trivia, he wants to look a little more subtle than wild. “If you can Shiru, go further into the yard so it’s not near the house, please.” Echo politely insists. “Sure.” Shiru grumbles grouchily and plots off deeper into the backyard woods.
Usually, Shiru goes around parading through streets, parks, cities, and forests with Echo carefree and having fun. Shiru is Echo’s first Pokémon, and the trials and adventures they have gone through built into a forever friendship. But then Arminus comes along to their home to ruin and insult Shuri’s fun. “Echo is kind towards him still? How? And why?” Jealousy ensues Shiru when thinking of Arminus. “This punk comes to our home and talks over me as if he holds the leash.” He bites on a dead log 10 ft wide 30ft long on the ground and raises it up. He muffles, “I cauunntt waaift to foew him my fwangs.” A thundering CRACK echoes (no pun intended) as he bites the log with rage into two smaller pieces that crash on the ground. He raises his left paw over one of the pieces. “Among other things.” He sneers sinisterly, CRUNCH he steps and crushes that log into splinters. Shiru continues to ‘vent’ in the woods, imagining each log as Arminus.
While Shiru quarrels in the woods, Arminus and Echo go through the 8 binders, twice, in five hours. All the studying is mentally testing their temper towards one another. Echo is upset Arminus can’t remember half the Pokémon, and Arminus is upset Echo assumes he can know all this. “Ok 4th gen, what type is a Kartana?” Echo quizzes Arminus. “It’s a-uh uuuhhh, water type.” Echo shakes his head. “No, grass type. What’s this Pokémon’s name?” Echo shows a puppy with a blue upper body and black lower body with a star on its tail. Arminus guesses, “Ooohhh, ooohh , uh… vulpix.” Echo face palms himself, “It’s a Shinx. Here, an easy one, what type is a VenoMOTH?” Echo really puts emphasis on the ‘moth’ part, but Arminus’s brain is running on fumes. “That’s gonna… beeee… aaauuuhhh… flying type?” Echo smacks his head on the table. He stands up “Moth dude, Moth. A MOTH is a Bug! How did you miss that?!?!” Echo howls (no pun intended) at Arminus. “It flies, doesn’t it? You can’t tell me otherwise.” Arminus rebuttals.
Arminus’s lack of memory aggravates Echo. Something needs to change in how they study. Half of daylight is gone and at this rate they will both need to pull all-nighters if they want to place top 3. Arminus is cranky because Echo’s fruity smell is really making him tired, and it diminishes his concentration when studying. Because of his crabbiness, he criticizes Echo. “I’m not a professional here, you are. I’m just an unlucky bystander who had the misfortune of saying ‘yes’ to you.” Echo digs his nails into the table and erupts. “You knew Pokémon and time was short. Besides, I thought it wouldn’t be hard to teach, but I’m astonished of how impossible you are.”
Arminus slams his hands on the table and stands to retaliate. “Shut it, I only knew 1st gen Pokémon, but you helped me understand at least half of the other Pokémon in the other binders. I can’t remember everything, but don’t you dare sell me short on the progress we did so far.” Two snarling faces lock eyes with one another. Each are at a standstill grasping the table in ire. Arminus shrivels his nose again at Echo’s overwhelming scent. Sheer silence fills the backyard, until familiar big steps arrives from the woods overhearing their argument.
“Hey Echo, it’s by time we eat something.” Shiru emerges and reminds him. Arminus sees Shiru first and leans back to realign himself and get away from Echo’s smell. “Listen, I’ll keep going. But this is your home, it’s your rules. If you want me to leave, just say so.” Echo relaxes a bit. The past few hours have been brain bashing, but he didn’t want to give up. “Let’s get something to eat. Food will help us study,” he responds. Arminus nods in agreement as his frustration dwindles down. “I’m gonna use your bathroom. We’ll find a strategy to memorize this.” He encourages and walks inside the manor, leaving Shiru and Echo together.
“He’s a jerk.” Shiru says as he looks down at Echo, who tilts his head back to speak up at Shiru. “Hey, come on. He’s just sternly determined.” Shiru side tilts his head and low brows in disbelief. “Ok, he’s a slight jerk. I just thought he’d be quick enough to get through all this.” Echo mentions while leveling his head and shuffling the binders quietly for a moment, until he hears his stomach gargling for food. “But now it’s dinner, and I’m hungry for a sandwich. I’ll grab your food as well Shiru.”
Echo goes to the kitchen and makes two club turkey sandwiches for him and Arminus. He also checks on the low-heat oven that is broiling Shiru’s 20 porkchops. He brings all three meals out and places them on the picnic table. Shiru chows down the porkchops as Echo eats his turkey club sandwich. Arminus finally comes back outside. “Sorry for taking a while. Large place is good at hiding the bathroom.” Echo tilts his head at the spare turkey sandwich for Arminus to eat. “Let’s eat for now.” He suggests to Arminus, who joins them.
Both micros finish their sandwiches and macro Shiru continues his porkchops while laying like a sphinx with his head on the ground. Meanwhile Arminus is dosing off while reading through the 3rd gen binder because of Echo’s smell. He can’t concentrate and knows that if he keeps this up, Echo and he will bark at each other again (pun intended). He needs to reveal his nose problem or else this will be a long night.
Arminus speaks, “Why do you wear cologne?” Echo bats an eye at Arminus. “Wait wha- where are you going with this?” He questions bafflingly with Shiru watching as well. “At the poster board, in your home, and even now, you have a potent whiff of blueberries and marshmallows. But why? Why do you drench yourself in cologne?” Echo is stressing about the Pokémon trivia, but Arminus is worrying about his aroma, that he adores. “It’s not cologne, it’s just my natural scent. Is it bad?” Echo leans elbows on the table defiantly. “It’s just…heavy and unnecessarily strong.” Echo’s tail stops swinging and frizzes up. Shiru notices this and thinks. “Oh crap, he shouldn’t have said that.” Shiru fully knows that besides loving Pokémon, Echo is very personal about his scent. Heck, Shiru has a French Vanilla scent he is proud of, no matter what anyone says. This is the first time he has seen someone criticize Echo’s smell.
Hiding his anger with a gentle smile, echo responds calmly. “You know, there’s a solution to that.” He turns to Shiru and waves him over. Shiru stands on all fours, walks over, and bows his head to Echo’s level. “Shiru, please go grab some ‘French Vanilla’ for Arminus.” Shiru’s mind sparks with Echo’s message, he knows exactly what he means. Feverish feelings flourish in Shiru, but he can’t show it in front of Arminus, at least not yet. He simply lifts his head and trots far behind Arminus. Then begins to prowl towards Arminus again. “Thank Echo, I really mean it.” Arminus graces Echo. “Tell me, why is my smell bad?” Echo draws Arminus’s attention while Shiru stealthily positions himself behind Arminus. “(Sighs) Your scent isn’t bad Echo, that’s not the problem.” Echo’s eyes blink a bit in confusion, he responds. “Then, what is?” Shiru is a 10 feet behind the oblivious Arminus.
Arminus voice quivers a bit but spits it out. “I have trouble sleeping, no number of showers, drinks, or white noise helps me, except for smells.” While Arminus is confessing, Shiru is beginning to softly sit up 5 feet behind him. “I’d smell fruits to calm my mind and help me snooze through the night without waking up. And your smell is nice, but sadly is making me drowsy unable to study.” Echo’s tail begins to unfrizzy and relax a bit as he twitches his ears to listen more.
“I didn’t want to say anything because I’ve been, well… an asshole. From meeting at the poster board, denying your actual home, bantering with Shiru; I was over stepping, simply put.” Echo’s infuriation is decreases while listening to Arminus, and Shiru lifts his right paw faintly to hover above Arminus. “I have learned almost 500 Pokémon, which is 480 more than when we started thanks to you. And I want to continue, if that alright?” Arminus pleas to Echo, who’s face turns into a gleeful grin. “It absolutely is. If we get rid of the sleepy smell, we’ll be set to win.” He answers Arminus, who smiles with clarity.
“But…” Echo interjects, turning Arminus’s clarity into inquiry. “Shiru is still upset, and a simple apology won’t get through to him easily.” Echo begins to stand up and move his bench to the side. Arminus still sitting unaware of Shiru and his paw a couple feet above him. “Ok, what works on him. Free bath, treats, walks?” Arminus spits out ideas while Echo drags the table and binders over to the side as well. Echo walks back and remarks to Arminus, “Could you stand up off the bench?” Still unraveling why Echo is moving everything, he stands up and watches Echo move the bench.
Echo turns around to look above Arminus and states. “Ok, now we’re good.” Arminus is standing unable to understand Echo’s intentions. “Good for wh-” STOMMMPP Shiru’s right front paw drops onto Arminus with only his knees poking out from the paw’s heel. Thankfully with Shiru sitting, his front paw isn’t too heavy but enough to prevent Arminus from running away. “Finally.” Shiru speaks out after waiting for what seems like ages. “I almost thought you were gonna let him off the hook.” Shiru directs to Echo, who is chuckling from Shiru’s excitement. “A little, but no one makes fun of my number one Pokémon.” He announces happily and honestly. Shiru is full of relief knowing Echo isn’t going to let anyone ridicule him or his Pokémon without consequences. The two share their gladness, Arminus begins to crawl out from under the paw exposing his upper body belly down.
“Ok, (gasps) I had this coming.” Echo and Shiru focus their attention to him, and Arminus talks to Shiru. “Does this make us even Shiru?” he begs. Shiru gives Echo a puppy dog face, basically begging him, ‘can I play with him some more’? A joyful nod comes from Echo while a sly smirk swells on Shiru’s face. And Arminus didn’t like the look of their exchange. Directing that same smirk to Arminus, Shiru responds, “Have you ever had a 10/10 crush before Arminus?” No response comes from him, but Arminus’s unnerving look amuses Shiru. “Because I’ve never had a ‘toy’ this tough before…”
Arminus sees his giant dark brown snout and entrancing large light sapphire eyes draw closer to him. SNIFFFFFFFFF, “I can smell your scared…” Shiru pushes down a bit on Arminus, who wheezes from the compression. “And I can feel your heart pumping in a panic…” Arminus stiff in horror from Shiru’s menacing manner, who’s vibrant scent of French Vanilla surrounds him. “Are you OK Arminus, does my scent overwhelm you?” Now fidgeting in fear, Arminus desperately tries to pull himself from the scent and from under Shiru’s paw, which only makes Shiru and Echo laugh.
“Come on Arminus, answer his question.” Echo teases. “Echo, I said I’m sorry. Help me oueeoooowww” While begging for help, Shiru adds a little weight to his paw and comments. “So, how would ya rate that?” Arminus retorts. “Not funny, get off meeeeeuuuggghhh” Shiru covers his upper body and presses harder until Arminus answers frantically muffling, “3/10, 3/10, 3/10.” Arminus’s body is smushing into Shiru’s pillow paw pad. He feels Arminus almost absorbing into his paw, a sensation that is supremely serene. “Mmmm, the exercise rollers we have never felt THIS good.” Shiru rotates his paw clockwise TWURF then counterclockwise TWARF, with each rotation bringing a rush of rapture to the large Lycanroc. TWURF TWARFF TWWURFF TWWARRFF TWWUURRFF TTWWAARRFFFF TTWWUUURRFFF TTWWAAARRRFFFFF
Echo enjoys Shiru’s playtime but does need to remind him. “Don’t rough him up too much Shiru, I still need him for tomorrow’s trivia.” However, Shiru is really getting into smearing Arminus into the ground. “Ahhhh, Echo, we seriously need to bring him after my training sessions. He’s like an automated massager, knows the right spots to hit.” Shiru jives but is honestly enjoying the motion too much. “Shiru lift up for a second.” Shiru looks at Echo bewilderingly. “Why? This is so glor-” Echo interrupts “Now, please.” Shiru is upset but does what he is told. Arminus’s body sprawls out in the foot deep paw pit.
Echo asks, “Arminus how ya feeling?” Pushing his face off the ground he answers, “Like I slept on the wrong side of a bed, or under 20 beds.” Still bringing his upper body out, Echo continues, “So like a 6/10?” Arminus replies, “No, more 4/10 it wasn’t that terr-” Arminus stops what he says after seeing a deviant glare on Echo. “Really? If that’s so…” Arminus hears Shiru’s taunting voice behind him. He turns to talk to Shiru SMMUUSSHHH, but Shiru brings down his left paw, hard.
Now facing into Shiru’s left paw, Arminus is stuck again. Echo laughs from Shiru’s response and action. Looking at Shiru, Echo realizes he skipped dinner for his other Pokémon. “Shiru, I need to feed the other Pokémon. Keep Arminus company would ya?” Echo informs, fully knowing how Shiru will answer. “Don’t worry, I’ll be on top of him.” He states while literally depressing Arminus into the grass. “In all seriousness, if Arminus says 8/10 for pain you need to stop.” Echo deliberately tells Shiru, who disagrees playfully and rebuttals. “Come on, I want to know how I can get a 10/10 crush from him.” Echo crosses his arms and enforces. “I need him for tomorrow, no compromise. Understood?” Shiru frowns but sadly pouts, “Yes,” to agree with him. “It’ll be a while for me to feed and clean after everyone, so don’t go overboard.” Echo announces to Shiru as he walks to the glass door and shuts it behind him.
After the slide door closes Shiru cheerful character turns into a cruel canine. He focuses on Arminus and begins to vent. “How is he so lenient with you?” Shiru asks curiously but crudely. Arminus can hear Shiru a little but can’t speak because of Shiru’s pressing pudgy paw pad encompassing around his upper body. “Echo may have forgiven you, but I am still skeptical of you.” Shiru begins to stand on all fours, applying half of his body weight onto Arminus. Who is uncomfortable to say the least.
“Your tone with me, smartass remarks, and telling me what to do, at my home…” Sustaining the pressure, Shiru moves his foot to feel Arminus’s head between his far-left beach ball beans. “What gives a pompous prick like you the audacity to do that?” SMERCH Shiru squeezes his two far-left beans compressing Arminus’s head. The combination of fur and pressure causes Arminus to sweat under Shitu’s paw prison. “I should have steered Echo away from you at that stupid poster board.” Shiru shifts Arminus to the two far-right beans and SMERCH again. “Maybe just stayed away from the poster board itself. Or…” He puts Arminus in the center of his paw with two beans on each side of his head, “I should have crushed you there, and we would have laughed about it like any other day.” SSMMEERRCCHHHH Shiru profoundly pinches Arminus, enough so that his head POP up between Shiru’s toes from the force.
“(Inhales) OK OK! (Inhales) You’re mad!” His response slightly shocks Shiru, enough for him to lighten his foot pressing and squeezing on Arminus. “Echo knows I’m serious about the trivia, but why are you bitter with me? You literally have the upper paw right now with him on your side?” Arminus looks up and explains bluntly to Shiru. “You just met him. You wouldn’t understand.” Shiru snaps at him. “You don’t trust me.” Arminus states contently, which only agitates Shiru more. “Of course I don’t. A random loner like you meets up with Echo and shortly after that he invites you to his house for some stupid trivia contest. What’s your endgame?” Shiru bickers suspiciously.
Behind his tough talk, Arminus can sense something larger is going on with Shiru. With Echo gone, he is more defensive and wary. “You really care for him, don’t you?” Arminus asks pensively. “What would you know about caring?” Shiru growls, slightly squeezing Arminus in his paw. Arminus musters out his answer. “Caring? Only that it takes time, and no amount of money, restrictions, or fame can replace it. And if someone does, they’re not a caring friend.” Shiru leans his head down to Arminus’s eye level. “But you’re in it for the prize, I saw it on the poster you brought in.” Arminus’s arms and chest are hurting from Shiru’s restraining. He needs to think of a way out of this. He blubbers “6/10.” Shiru raises his eyes a bit. “Huh??” Shiru removes his paw to hear Arminus, who is now laying in a 2 feet deep hole.
“You asked about trying to get me to an 8/10, right? Well, you paw pre-” Shiru impatiently impedes Arminus. “Can it! I don’t care about that.” Shiru slams both paws on each side of Arminus, which causes him to hop a bit from the shaking impact. Shiru’s nose pins Arminus to the ground as he growls, “The poster, you are only here for the money. Not for him, admit it!” Shiru’s face arrays with anger, and his snout snarls breathing heavily towards Arminus.
Absolute petrification is what Arminus feels right now but he also feels something else as well, defiance. “Fine Shiru, you’re right it was the money, at first. But Echo’s not some guy who needs protection from a guard dog like you. If caring friends like you two trust each other, why are you having a hard time living with him meeting me or assuming others?”
Shiru didn’t have a response. His breathing is still heavy with hatred. But his eyes are starting to ease up a bit. Arminus adds to his rant. “He helped me study 8 generations of 450 Pokémon. It’s one thing to learn that, but to teach someone half the amount of Pokémon, isn’t easy. But he still helps me out because he isn’t the type of guy who quits. And neither am I.” Arminus sees Shiru’s snarling nozzle relax a bit. One more speech should hopefully release him. “For being with him so long, you are worried he will leave you. You cling to him and never let go or give him a chance to meet others. If you haven’t crushed them already. You’re not his friend, you’re just a leech.” Maybe Arminus should have said something else, because Shiru is now livid. With enraging eyes and snarling snout, Shiru shoves his nose vigorously into Arminus. “Don’t you dare refer me as a leech you shitty stupid schmuck!”
Arminus squirms striking and kicking his nozzle, but to no avail. “I’ve known him longer and closer than you ever will. And at least I don’t have a smelling problem! Which reminds me.” Shiru removes his table sized nose from Arminus, who is now sore in his upper body and waist. Shiru switches his stance to put his rear paws on each side of Arminus. While recovering, Arminus regrets looking up at a white fluffy tail with an even floofier pair of bleached buns. Each one can cover him three time over. Shiru veers his head over his left shoulder with a grimy grin. “You have fruit smell for sleeping right?” he squats down feet away from Arminus swinging his tail side-to-side. “How about we add smell for fear?” Shiru leans back with Arminus rebuttaling frantically. “Wait, wait, wa-” WHOMMMPPP. Shiru’s furry flank flutters a bit on the impact because of his tone muscles and full fur.
French Vanilla and fur squash around Arminus, who is face first in the dirt. Behind his anger, Shiru is relishing having this rude runt under his right rump. He begins clamoring, “You had this coming twerp, with some insurance too.” Shiru rubs his right rump front-to-back across Arminus. GREFF GROFF GREFF GROFF. The sensation Arminus feels is agonizingly awful. He compares it to a rough rug with the weight of a small car smearing across him. GRREEFFF GRROOFFF GRRREEEFFFFF GRRROOOFFFFF GGRRREEEFFFFF GGRRROOOOFFFFF Shiru repeats his rump rubbing for a couple minutes increasing the weight overtime. Until he ceases and speaks. “That’s for hitting my snout.”
Shiru feels Arminus twitching under him trying to crawl out from under his butt. “What makes you think you can move?” He demands dreadfully and begins to reposition himself. “I choose if you can move or not.” Shiru shifts his bum to torment and transfer Arminus from his right to his left cheek. Under that hair, weight, and darkness; Arminus’s body twirls around from Shiru’s exchange. That is until he is face up into Shiru’s left lump.
Feeling his ‘toy’ under his left cheek, Shiru begins leaning side-to-side. “And this is for your crappy tone with me.” Shiru snickers while tottering back-n-forth, with each motion drilling deeper into the dirt due to his double domical doggy dumpy. PRIFF PRUFF PRIIFFF PRUUFFF PRRIIIFFFF PRRUUUFFFF PPRRRIIIIFFFFF PPRRRUUUUFFFFF. Shiru keeps burying his butt and Arminus 6 feet into the ground, alternating his crushing and releasing on Arminus. The shedding hair gets into Arminus’s face, overwhelming his nose with French Vanilla and bruising his body from this canine’s keister. Six minutes of leaning satisfies Shiru to stop and lift himself up.
Laying faceup, Arminus’s eyes refocus as light finally blares into them. Only to see Shiru’s sizable seat suspending high above him. “Do you remember the last thing you said to me before Echo told me to leave?” Shiru interrogates Arminus, while grandstanding his gigamax glutes. Beaten and hazy Arminus tries to remember what he said. “It-uhh, (breathes) it was-uuhhh” Arminus could barely speak in his state, but Shiru answers for him anyway with a tyrant taunting tone. “You said, ‘If I’m going to the bathroom…” he flaunts his feral flank and looks under his stomach at Arminus with a spiteful scowl. “Go somewhere else.” He jumps with only his hind legs, kicking them out into the air so his powerful puffy posture can really plant into the ground. Arminus crawls in pure panic to escape and reaches the top edge of the hole. Unfortunately, he sees another crater on the other side his hole, meaning one thing. CRRUUUSSSHHHHHH Shiru’s shakes the ground as he butt bombs Arminus dead center of his heavy humongous hind end.
Shiru senses Arminus squirm beneath the center of his chubby cheeks, and grins ghoulishly. “I have dignity and self-respect when around others.” Shiru announces veering over his left shoulder to Arminus, though he can’t hear a single thing when under Shiru’s round rear. “I’m not some lap dog that ‘goes’ on primal instinct.” He begins bouncing his burly booty BWOMM BWOMM BWOMM BWOMM sternly squishing Arminus.
Shiru talks while still bouncing every half a second, “You just assume that Pokémon are dumb pets for fighting.” BWWOMMM BWWOMMM BWWOMMM BWWOMMM Shiru’s butt bombardments increases the hole’s depth to 8ft, deep enough that Shiru’s tail is almost touching the ground. “Well, I earned Echo’s trust through time and work. Something you will never do.” Shiru sits up completely bringing all his weight down, mashing his massive mounds onto Arminus mercilessly. BWWOOMMMM BBWWOOOMMMMM BBBWWWOOOOMMMMM BBBWWWOOOOOMMMMMM.
Another 10 minutes go by until Shiru pauses his posterior punishment. Ever since Arminus’s insults, Shiru’s energy went from puny playing into a weary workout on Arminus. Breathing a little heavy, Shiru speakS. “You gonna say sorry now?” he asks, taking a moment to realize Arminus can’t hear him while under his rear. “Oh, right.” He attempts to stand only to fall back sitting upright squishing Arminus again. The 10ft hole grasps his glutes due to his girth and the hole’s depth. “Jeez, I really drilled into him.” Shiru says surprising even himself of the damage. He begins to rock back-n-forth to free himself and indirectly smushes Arminus in the process. PLOP Shiru pulls himself out and turns to the flatten flunky in the center of his crater to ask the question again.
“You going to apologize?” Shiru demands Arminus while standing over him. Arminus is laying face up in his own silhouette crater inside Shiru’s colossal canine crater. He lightly gasps for air and responds. “For hitting you in the nose? (Inhales) But I did apologize for that.” Shiru looms his head closer to Arminus to simplify. “No you gimp. I’m talking about when you arrived here insulting me, rudely remarking about my bathroom manners, and questioning my friendship with Echo.”
Arminus sluggishly pulls his arms out and apologizes. “I’m sorry for my remarks on our first meeting…” After freeing his arms, he then pulls his legs out. “I was impolite towards you about when you do your, ‘business’…” Finally, Arminus uses his arms and legs to yank his torso out of the ground. He stands and stares at Shiru, who has an impatient look on his face while staring back at Arminus. “What about my friendship?” Shiru commands, sighing Arminus answers. “I’m not going to lie and apologize for that, I meant what I said.”
This offends Shiru greatly, enough so he roars at Arminus showing his teeth. “You ungrateful jackass. I don’t care if Echo trusts you. I can just end you right here.” Shiru snarls as he flashes his frightful fangs lowers his eyebrows and moves closer to Arminus. “What do you say?” Shiru threatens Arminus, who is terrified but comes up with an idea. He glances past Shiru’s left side and speaks “How about you ask Echo?”
Shiru’s heart drops after hearing and seeing Arminus look past his face to Echo behind him. “Shit, did he hear everything?” Shiru is tense thinking to himself in terror, he screwed up. “I shouted and showed my fangs, he must have heard that. Dammit, what do I do? Uuuhhh oh I know!” He leans towards Arminus and licks him a couple times. He changes his tone to a playful titter. “See even my breath smells of French Vanilla, right Ech-” Shiru turns to his left where there is no one to greet him. He sits up and looks around to see no one is around. Arminus talks, “Well, I didn’t expect that.” Shiru confusingly looks down at Arminus’s response. “You lied.” Arminus states while wiping off Shiru’s licks.
“What the hell do you mean?” Shiru asks unaware of Arminus’s endgame. “If Echo did walk in on this, you would have lied to him. Right then and there.” Arminus justifies to Shiru, still removing the drool. “Friends don’t lie to one another. You do have more time with him than me, but I’ve been honest to him at least.” Inner turmoil of shame and anger swells in Shiru. It’s embarrassing that this puny person’s manipulating statement is correct. Lies never build bonds and Echo will never approve of that, and Arminus knows this.
“Echo deserves the truth.” Arminus continues, furthering Shiru’s distraught mentality. “But I’m not going to tell him though, you are.” Arminus’s sentence releases some of Shiru’s tension. “What? Wait, why?” Shiru insists. “Because I don’t like being a messenger for someone else’s problems. I mean yeah, your butt crushing sucked complete 9/10 on the pain chart. But I had that coming.” Shiru tilts his head processing Arminus’s explanation. “You are kind to him, no doubt. But he’s his own person too. Besides, if shit hits the fan in his life, you think he’s coming to me? No, he’ll go to you when he needs help.” Shiru didn’t expect Arminus to give him a pep talk, but it did ease the swelling guilt.
Shiru finally speaks, “I guess there’s some truth to that. But I can’t tell him yet.” Arminus raises an open palm and smiles. “Just don’t ignore it or forget it, promise?” Shiru observes Arminus’s hand and carefully brings his left paw to touch it. “Yeah.” After touching Arminus hand, he yelps aloud in pain. “Oh come on, I literally tapped you.” Shiru complains. “No no, it’s not that. You’re previous beatdown made my entire body screaming in pain. I can barely stand.” Shiru notices his legs and arms are shaking as he stands. “And you stood in front of me still while I attempted to snack on you. How did you know I wouldn’t?” Arminus replies, “Because you just ate dinner. Plus, I assumed you wouldn’t have the guts to do so.” Shiru begins to laugh, but this makes Arminus uneasy.
“Really now?” Shiru smiles wide with a tittering tease. “You wanna bet?” Shiru playfully opens his maw to display his fangs again, with drool dripping from his mouth’s roof and his tremendous tongue. He tilts his nozzle around Arminus. He attempts to hobble away, but Shiru closes his mouth gently around him CHOMP. Shiru lifts his head up and takes a seat, wagging his tail. Shiru speaks with his mouth full, “He he he, how wis ick whin der Awrnumwis?” Soaking in Shiru’s saliva against his tough texture tongue, behind cage bars of white teeth completely overwhelms Arminus. “Hey come on. I said I wouldn’t tell Echo. Seriously don’t eat me.” He hears gigantic giggles that grumble within Shiru’s mouth. “Dwon’t worry, I got someking elwse in mwind.” Shiru simpers sweetly.
Arminus didn’t know if he should feel relief or fear. But Shiru’s tongue didn’t give him a choice. “Woah, what th-” PLAT Shiru raises his tongue to squish Arminus between the room of Shiru’s mouth and his tongue. “Heh heh heh” Shiru laughs as he begins to slide his tongue forward and back. SLURP SLARP SLURP SLARP SLURP SLARP. Arminus didn’t have a decent taste, but his durability makes it fun to suck on like a lollipop. “MMMmmm, wyou don’t taste special, but you’re vwery chwewy.” Shiru gives Arminus a full mouth tour by swishing him around against his teeth, under his tongue, and between his lips and gums. He especially enjoys chewing on him since he is tough to withstand it, mostly. Shiru is focusing on Arminus so much, that he is completely delirious of the steps walking behind him.
“Shiru, is Arminus here?” A voice behind him speaks, halting Shiru’s actions. He turns to look at Echo somewhat tired from feeding and cleaning after the other Pokémons’ meals. Trying to play it cool, Shiru closes his eyes and shrugs his shoulders. Echo crosses his arms and raises a brow. “Then where is he?” Shiru’s eyes start wandering to find an answer, which they did. He points his paw at the upstairs bathroom in his and Echo’s room. “Oh, kay thanks.” Echo replies and Shiru simply nods in response. Right as Echo takes a step into the door. He hears Shiru’s tail swaying, swishing his mouth, and humming at the same time. He’s smart enough to know what that means.
“Shiru, spit him out.” Echo asserts. Shiru turns and bends his head down moping his face. He begins to whimper. “Bwut…” Echo interrupts “Now Shiru.” With his fun over, he lays his head on the ground and opens his mouth. Arminus falls out plopping face up onto the ground with a heavy coating of Shiru’s saliva. “Shiru what the hell did you do to him?” Echo questions worryingly. “Well…he can… umm… It’s not that bad.” Shiru stutters meanwhile Echo rushes over to Arminus who is still not moving. “Shiru any other time this would be fun-and-games, but I need him for tomorrow.” Echo removes the layers of slobber and turn Arminus to his side. Thankfully, Arminus begins to cough up some of Shiru’s saliva to breathe. “See, I told you he’s good.” Shiru states happily, while in all sincerity he was afraid he went too far.
“Hey, sorry about that. It was supposed to be a tease, but Shiru sometimes takes things, overboard.” Arminus stares at Shiru, with content in his eyes. Shiru is afraid his maw play may have ruined his and Arminus’s secret promise. “Echo, seriously, Shiru…” Shiru shuts his eyes as his hearts races. “I blew it. He’s gonna tell Echo everything.” Shiru thinks to himself. “…went 10/10 on me. And this pain is excruciating.” Shiru opens his eyes, amazed that Arminus didn’t expose him. “I know and I’m really sorry again about that.” Echo helps Arminus up, who then realizes the sky is nearly dark outside. “Crap, I need to get home before it gets too dark out to walk. Hey Echo, what time should I come over tomorrow?” Echo thinks for a moment and replies. “10:00 am-ish, I’ll have to do training before that time.” Arminus squints out a response. “Gotcha, ouch dammit.” Arminus grabs his side in pain. “I got to go. See you tomorrow.”
As Arminus trudges to the back door, the same swelling feeling fills in Shiru again. He is sort of the reason why Arminus is, well limping, and can tell each step hurts him. Even from all that fun toy torture, he didn’t reveal anything to Echo. A sour taste fills in his mouth as he sees Arminus takes a step past the glass door. “Just stay the night.” Shiru invites aloud, catching both Echo and Arminus off guard. They both inadvertently reply simultaneously, “What?” Shiru talks to Arminus first, “I shouldn’t have gone so far. You have an attitude but didn’t deserve that much torment.” He then begs Echo, “He can sleep in my bed, I’ll just sleep on the floor. What do ya say?” Shiru’s offer amazes Echo. Of every Pokémon he knows, Shiru is the last one he thinks of that would invite someone to their room. “Well, that can help us study earlier tomorrow. How about it Arminus?” Turning around to face them both, he answers in relief. “That saves me the trouble of walking.”
He takes a step to them, only to fall on an invisible step he didn’t account for. Shiru dashes and catches Arminus “Hhmmppff” with his nozzle. “Thanks, can’t really rely on my legs at the moment.” Shiru slivers a smirk and adds, “Then allow me.” He opens his front teeth to nip on the back of Arminus’s sweatshirt and vest collar. He lifts Arminus up while standing on all fours. “Arminus, I’m going to grab the binders, I’ll meet you up in the room, sound good?” Echo asks, but no response comes back. Echo assumes the worse, “Shiru don’t put him in your mouth.” Shiru rotates around and responds, “Ssshhhh, I think he’s sleeping.” Echo see Arminus passed out dangling from the light embrace or Shiru’s mouth. His body burns from Shiru’s brutality, but the weightlessness relieved his body and mind of pain. Enough so, he passed out from it.
“Wow, Shiru seriously what did you do to knock him out like that?” Shifting his eyes back and forth to avoid the question, he gives a lame answer. “Uuuhhh, goodnight.” He quickly, but carefully turns to walk inside with Arminus swaying to his step. Echo rolls his eyes and ignores him. He walks to the binders on the picnic table, until something in the ground catches his eye. A colossal crater that it 25ft wide, 10ft long and 12ft deep. “Damn, Arminus. I think I’ll let you sleep in a bit to recover.” He observes the damaging depth of the hole and shivers a bit seeing a human silhouette crater in the center of Shiru’s caldera. “Maybe a hefty breakfast too.”
Category Story / Macro / Micro
Species Pokemon
Gender Any
Size 120 x 120px
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don't worry if it takes a long time, never forget that you do it because they want to, not because you should.
Thanks Recruit. I just want to be consistent is all. Don't want to get lazy.
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