Love and Fat Pokemon || Brock ||
A/n: I love em, they're just babies.
Readers Pokemon: Shiny Absol , Shinny Drifloon, Eevee, Sylveon, Cubone, Mimikyu and Greavard
You adjusted the wagon strap on your Absol with huff then started to walk through the dusty little road leading into Pewter City, the wheels bumping softly over uneven stones. The entire thing looked less like a trainer traveling team and more like a traveling daycare for abandoned Pokémon.
That was exactly what it was.
Your fat fluffy Eevee was sprawled dramatically inside the wagon on top of three blankets like a spoiled king, tiny paws twitching in his sleep while his round stomach rose and fell. Beside him sat your Sylveon, ribbons tangled around a plush pillow, nose tilted up proudly despite the wagon creaking under both their combined weight.
Absol pulled the wagon patiently from the front.
Its white fur gleamed in the sunlight while the red horn curved beautifully over its head. Calm, elegant, terrifyingly rare and currently harnessed to a wagon full of oversized babies because it apparently adored you enough to tolerate this nonsense.
Your shiny Drifloon bobbed lazily overhead.
Except unlike most Drifloon, like normal Drifloon this one was very, very round.
Not ominous round either.
The thing looked like someone had overinflated a yellow balloon and given it cloud fluff on top. It drifted beside you with lazy contentment while occasionally descending low enough for you to pat it.
Mimikyu waddled at your side.
The poor disguise cloth had clearly been patched several times to accommodate extra fluff underneath, crooked stitches visible where you’d lovingly sewn additional fabric onto it. Every few steps it stopped to stare at people suspiciously before continuing after you like an angry haunted toddler.
While your Greavard bounced happily behind the wagon dragging a stick twice its size and tucked carefully against your chest was Cubone.
The Pokémon clung to a squeaky toy instead of a bone, hugging it tightly while resting sleepily against your shoulder.
Your expression softened instantly. “I know baby,” you murmured, kissing the top of his skull helmet gently. “We’ll stop for snacks soon.”
“Eevee!” The awakening the moment you dared to mention food.
A loud gasp suddenly echoed across the road.
You looked up, just in time to see a boy in a deep red cap watching you...Ash Ketchum
Ash stood frozen mid-step, Misty blinked beside him.
And Brock....Brock looked like someone had punched him directly in the heart.
Locked entirely onto you.
“Oh my god,” Ash whispered, his finger slowly lifted toward Absol. “THAT’S A SHINY ABSOL!”
Absol gave him one unimpressed glance before continuing to pull the wagon.
Drifloon spun happily at the attention.
“I didn’t think Drifloon could get…” Misty squinted. “…like that.”
The balloon puffed indignantly.
Ash blinked at the wagon, finally then at the Eevee sitting in it then towards the Mimikyu then finally at you. “Why are all your Pokémon fat?”
Misty hit the back of his head so hard he stumbled forward. “Ash!”
“What?!” he yelped, rubbing his head.
You stopped walking immediately, your eyes narrowed. “They’re not fat,” you huffed dramatically, crossing your arms. “They’re loved.”
The entire street went silent.
Brock’s soul visibly ascended. The man stared at you like he’d just witnessed a divine revelation.
Soft with abandoned Pokémon?
Carrying a Cubone like a baby?
His future wife had arrived.
Misty noticed immediately. “Oh no,” she muttered.
Brock suddenly stepped forward so fast it startled everyone. “Your compassion toward misunderstood Pokémon is truly radiant,” he said, grabbing your hand between both of his dramatically. “The tenderness in your eyes rivals the beauty of a moonlit lake...!"
“Here he goes,” Misty sighed muttering under her breath, her arms crossed over her chest.
“....and your nurturing spirit....!"
“....has captivated my very soul.”
You blinked slowly. “…You flirt like someone’s divorced uncle.” You pulled your hand back, your Cubone angrily looking at Brock for having dared been moved thanks to him.
Misty SNORTED as Ash burst out laughing.
Even Mimikyu made a strange squeaking noise that sounded judgmental.
Brock froze then somehow looked even more in love. “She’s perfect,” he whispered.
But then Cubone lifted the squeaky toy toward Brock.
Brock immediately gasped. “He trusts me.”
“Cubone gives squeaky toys to everybody,” you informed him. "Especially the ones he finds pathetic."
“I will treasure this moment forever.”
Cubone smacks the toy across his cheek all while Ash crouched beside Absol.
“You seriously trained a shiny Absol to pull a wagon?!”
Absol stared at him, then very deliberately nudged the wagon closer to you protectively.
“Ohhh,” Misty said slowly. “It chose her.”
Your expression softened instantly as you reached down to scratch under Absol’s chin. "They all did.”
That got their attention.
You shifted Cubone slightly higher on your hip.
“Nobody wanted Mimikyu because people thought it was creepy,” you explained softly. “Sylveon got abandoned after evolving because the trainer wanted an Espeon instead.” Your face twisted irritably. “Which is insane because she’s literally perfect.”
“Sylveon!” your Sylveon chirped proudly from the wagon.
“Greavard kept scaring people accidentally.”
Greavard wagged its tail hard enough to nearly fall over.
“Drifloon kept stealing food from markets because nobody fed him properly.”
Your Eevee opened one eye lazily. "Well Eevee was my first Pokemon."
“And Cubone?” Misty asked quietly.
You looked down at the tiny Pokémon hugging the squeaky toy.
Your voice softened. “Found him crying alone near Lavender Town.”
Cubone pressed closer immediately.
Brock’s heart cracked clean in half, that was all it took and he was done for.
This man was planning the wedding already.
Ash suddenly pointed accusingly at Mimikyu.“Wait. Why is that one so ROUND?”
Mimikyu immediately hissed.
You gasped dramatically. “She’s sensitive!”
Mimikyu waddled behind your leg angrily. “Mi!”
“She stole an entire cheesecake once,” you admitted quietly.
Even Brock laughed softly.
Then your Drifloon floated lower toward Ash.
The boy grinned. “Aww, it likes me!”
Drifloon immediately tried stealing his hat, the red cap in its little blue feet.
You sighed. “He does that.”
Ash chased Drifloon down the street.
Pikachu sprinted after him.
Misty yelled at both of them.
Greavard barked excitedly and joined the chase.
Eevee rolled out of the wagon trying to follow before Sylveon dragged him back by the tail ribbons.
And through all of it, Brock stood beside you smiling like the happiest man alive.
You caught him staring. “…What?”
He blinked then rubbed the back of your neck as he gave you a shy smile. “I think,” he admitted quietly, “you might be the kindest trainer I’ve ever met.”
Your face heated immediately. "Oh.”
Mimikyu peeked around your leg.
Cubone squeaked his toy proudly.
And Brock? Brock was absolutely doomed.
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