It was a quiet day in Gizel’s shop. It was so hot out that it seemed that only regulars wanted to brave the heat. Gizel, dressed in a tank top and denim shorts, sighed as she turned the AC up even more as she looked at her Pokémon. She was a softie for all the Pokémon most people would consider ‘unusful’ or ‘boring’ or even ‘too scary’. So she had a MagiKarp, a Giggilypuff, an Evee, a Buneary and a Lucario, among others that weren’t truly hers, but just Pokémon that needed some love.
She heard the bell go off at the front and rushed to see who had entered her store. “Hello!” She says brightly. “Can I help you?”
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Summary: Douglas goes with Leo to help fix Bree’s chip.
Series: The Elemental
AN: F/D= Favorite Dish. This chapter is rather long than the first and I hope you all enjoy this!
I had insisted he stay here at home but no he wanted to go out and do god knows what with the day.
He is a grown responsible man. Ha!
I worked at a bakery nearby, I kinda owned it but I don’t like telling people that. I’m a baker. Everything else is extra.
Anyway I was at work all day and around lunch time I decided to go out to the park. Funny thing, I had to leave work and follow Douglas who was disguised as a woman.
I made sure to call Emily and tell her I had an emergency and for her to close up when her shift is over.
Time Skip
I followed them, in the shadows of course, all the way to Donald’s house. What is he doing here? Following a kid of all people. I stayed in the shadows observing everything that was happening.
Apparently ‘Bree’ destroyed her chip and now Douglas had to fix it. Well what children they grew up to be, I mean it’s still better than what Douglas had in store but my point still stands.
“Got it,” Douglas announced. “Why does it smell like pepperoni?” He walked over to Bree and handed her the chip, “try it out.” He walked over to the keyboard and started typing stuff and then she had her chip in her.
“Alright, test it out” he encouraged her.
“Here goes,” she said.
She had her speed back and Doug cheered with ‘Leo’ I think his name was but then Bree came back around…
“I can’t,” she was still running, “stop!” she exclaimed.
Douglas and Leo stopped and stared at each other.
“What is he doing here?” Donald came into the lab.
Well this is getting interesting. I thought to myself.
“He’s here to help,” Leo said while still eating.
“Help? He’s the reason we’re here in the first place,” Don exclaimed.
“Help,” Bree passed by, “me!”
“Bree the adults are talking,” Donnie replied.
“Wow, this family is something else,” I stepped out of the shadows, sitting on one of the boards.
“Y/N!” Douglas jumped a little.
“Hello love,” I smiled his way.
“How did you get here?” he asked.
“I saw you at the park and followed you here,” I replied.
“Why were you at the park?” He looked at me.
“Lunch break,” I shrugged my shoulders.
“Please-” Bree tried again. “Help- Me.”
“So what are you guys gonna do about her?” I asked. “I mean you have to slow her down somehow.”
“Road spikes?” Douglas suggested.
“Oh yeah right. Where’d you get that idea from?” Donnie asked, “you’re hair.” He looked to Leo. “What if we use an airbag to stop her?”
“Did you get that from your stomach,” Douglas looked my way while pointing at Donnie.
Donnie and Douglas started bickering. “Guys!” I yelled to get there attention.
“What if we use the sticky gel?” Leo suggested.
They set up the trap and waited for Bree to come around and get stuck. And stuck she got.
“That was a good idea,” she said after she got stuck.
“Thank you,” Douglas and Donnie said at the same time.
“It was my idea!” they did it again.
“Hello!” I got their attention and pointed to Bree.
“Right,” Donnie walked over an placed something on her neck. “I’m going to fix her chip.”
“Not if I do it first,” Douglas exclaimed.
And so began the race to the finish.
“They’re like grown children,” I sighed.
“Who are you anyway?” Bree asked.
“I’m an old friend of the Daven Bros,” I lifted my head. “I met them when I was about 7 I think.”
“How old are you?” Leo asked.
“How old do I look?”
“Around 26 maybe,” he answered after a moment of thought.
“Wow not bad but I’m 30,” I replied.
“So how old are they?” he whispered.
“Don’t you even think about it!” Donnie shouted.
I rolled my eyes, “there’s an eleven year difference,” my whisper drifted his way so the brothers wouldn’t hear.
“Wow,” was all he said.
It went silent, except for the bickering between brothers. I jumped off and blended with the shadows and went upstairs. I’m sure Don won’t mind if I grab a quick snack.
I heard someone come in and naturally I hid. It was the other two kids, whose names I had yet to know. I stayed where I was and a wind blew past me, it was Bree.
“So they figured it out,” I made myself visible.
“Ahh!” the tall one yelled.
“Adam,” the shorter one sighed.
“What she just popped out of nowhere,” Adam said.
“Sorry about that,” I smiled a bit. I felt an arm around my waist and I send a small current to the person.
“Oh come on,” Douglas exclaimed.
“Dougie!” I turned around. “I’m sorry! It’s instinct, I’m sorry love.” I grabbed his hand and massaged it a bit.
“What is going on?” I heard someone ask.
We both looked up to see everyone staring at us.
“Right,” I coughed and straightened up, still holding his hand. “We should get going yeah?”
“Going?” Leo pointed at Douglas. “You live in the park!”
“What?” I furrowed my brows. “You live in the park?”
“No,” Douglas said.
“But you said-” Leo started.
“I never said anything! You just assumed,” Douglas pointed at Leo.
“He stays with me so no worries,” I informed them.
“He’s living with you?!” Don exclaimed.
“Yes Donald. He is living with me,” I turned to him. “You’d think you would have taken him in since he’s your brother.”
“He tried to kill them!” he gestured to the bionic kids.
“We all make mistakes Donald!” I yelled. “Gosh can’t you just try and give him a chance! He helped you make a chip for Bree! He saved them from Krane that one time and you still want to live in the past!” There were small electric fields surrounding Douglas and I.
“Y/N, come on just let it go,” Douglas grabbed me around my waist. “Just breathe,” he whispered in my ear.
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out. The fields went away and I was a bit more calm. “Let’s go home, please,” I looked up at him.
He nodded his head and we became one with the shadows.
“Wait!” I heard someone call out.
We kept going until we made it home.
“You okay?” he asked once we were in the living room.
“Yeah,” I sat on the couch, “I’ll be fine in a bit.”
He kissed my temple and left me to my thoughts.
I kept thinking about how Donald was being unfair. I mean sure Doug was on an evil rampage and made a crazy guy bionic but he’s trying to be better. He’s trying to be less evil, cause he’ll always have his evil nature but he wants to be on the good guy side. Why can’t Don understand that?
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard noise coming from the kitchen. What is going on in there? I got up and walked into the kitchen to find Douglas making F/D (favorite dish).
“Dougie?” I called out.
He turned around knocking over what was left of the tomato sauce. “Hey.”
“What are you doing?” I laughed a little as he frantically cleaned up the mess.
“I thought maybe if I made your favorite that you would feel better,” he smiled at me then went back to cleaning.
I walked over to him and hugged him from behind, “You’re the best Orville,” I laughed as he tensed up.
“You promised never to call me that,” he groaned.
“I promised to never call you that in front of anyone ever again,” I corrected. “Plus there’s nothing wrong with your middle name. I kinda like it, it’s dorky like you.”
I let go of him so he could get rid of the dish cloth. I sat on the island top and watched him walk back my way.
“Why can’t you just forget my middle name?” he stood between my legs, placing his hands on my waist.
“I wouldn’t be me if I forgot that now would I?” I answered with my own question.
“No, no you wouldn’t be,” he smiled.
I had my hand on the back of his neck, I leaned towards him about to connect our lips when…
“Should we come back later?” we both turned to see the Davenport family standing in my kitchen doorway.
“How did you guys get in?” Douglas asked.
“The door was open,” Bree answered.
“Look we’re here, or Mr. Davenport is here to say something,” the short guy said. How do I not know his name?
Donald stepped forward looking between us, “sorry for interrupting,” he moved back to his spot only to be pushed by Bree.
I had turned towards them, Doug had his arm around my waist. I raised my eyebrow at Donnie.
“After some thought, a lot of thought, I came to a conclusion,” he started. “You were right. Douglas has helped this family and I have been living in the past for too long. I’m sorry, to both of you, for the way I treated you and for-”
“Having you head up your ass?” I interrupted.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that,” he chuckled a little.
“We forgive you,” Douglas spoke up. “And I’m sorry for trying to destroy the kids.”
They both looked at me now. “Hey I didn’t do anything evil so calm down,” I put my hands up.
They laughed and then Donnie offered Douglas a room at his house.
“Nah. I think I’m good here,” Douglas tightened his hold on me.
“Well if you ever need anything,” Don said.
“We’ll call,” I assured.
They left soon after that and we got back to making dinner.
“Hey Doug,” I turned to him. “What’s the short guys name?”
“Chase,” he took the pasta out of the oven. I hummed in acknowledgement.
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(To Gizel) Tonight was not going very well for the Flash. The hero had been roughed up by another speedster known as Zoom who was his arch nemesis and an Alpha. The fight had taken place outside Gizel's bakery so they're was quiet a crowd there. Flash was down on the street as he was barely able to get up, his back broken as the nervous Omega tried to get away from the aggressive Alpha.
Gizel comes bursting out of her Bakery, frantically looking at everyone and at the fight. “What’s going on here?!” She yells, standing her ground the best she could. “There will be no fighting outside of my store and home.” Though she was an Omega, no one knew, so standing up to an Alpha like this was terrifying in a sense of the word.
