Vetrel Scenarios
Ideas are welcome, and always appreciated! Scenarios with these black hearts here...:
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... are ones completed, but can be expanded on!
(Got a pairing name too!)
Inspired by Yamu and Koko, I decided to go with KilaShipping! (Kinboshi x Lambda)
1.)
Venus overworks herself to the point of sleep deprivation, leaving the usually indifferent Petrel concerned after almost 3 days. She’s obviously exhausted, with bags and deep circles around her dark green bloodshot eyes standing out against her ivory skin; she’s also staggering to the point of appearing drunk in her tall heeled boots, is constantly yawning, and her demeanor is more irritable. She stubbornly refuses to get some much-needed sleep, despite the others’ insistence.
In a rare moment, Petrel excuses her snippiness without a word, as he goes to make her some coffee with a plan. Proton asks him what he’s up to, and learns that the tough agent’s coffee was going to be secretly drugged with her allergy medication, guaranteed to knock her out. “Mum’s the word,” Proton swore to secrecy, and went back to his business, smirking to himself. He knew that he cared about her; he just wouldn’t admit it.
Venus is offered the decaf beverage, and gratefully downs it in minimal gulps, not suspecting a thing. As she continues working with determination, Petrel stays back to let the two dissolved pills work their magic.
A few minutes pass, and they take effect.
She begins to feel even more drowsy to the point of sitting down. “Man, I’m getting tired,” She mumbles through a yawn, rubbing her sore eyes with her fist. Before long, not even half a minute later, she’s sprawled out on the floor, peacefully sleeping with the heaviness of a Snorlax.
Other agents and executives pass her by, some muttering “Finally”, under their breath, relieved that she’s getting well-required rest. Petrel approaches the sleeping beauty, and picks her up bridal style in his arms, prepared for some teasing from the others. She may drive him crazy with her rebellious, “I work better alone” mindset, but he has to admit, she looks rather cute when asleep. Beautiful too.
As he heads for her living quarters, he rolls his eyes at Ariana’s taunting smirk. “Aww, you do care about her,” She coos.
“Oh, stop it,” He gripes, “I couldn’t let her overwork herself. She has a lot of rest to catch up on, if you’ll excuse me.” He walks away without another word, not noticing Ariana jokingly puckering her lips in his direction.
After using her hand to unlock the door with a scanner, he enters the right room, pulls off her boots, and tenderly lays her on the unmade bed. She shifts to make herself more comfortable, and her tiny body is covered up to the shoulders with a soft, dark blue blanket that resembled a clear night sky. Her arms lay over her chest. as she lets out a small, groggy hum. “G’night, kid.” He gently pats her head, “Rest up; you need it.”
Petrel lets himself out, making sure the door is locked, and returns to working. “Did you kiss her goodnight?” He ignores Proton’s teasing, merely pushing his head away like he was an annoying little brother, as he walks away.
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2.)
A mission in Trovitopolis turns out to be a day where it seems Arceus is playing with Venus’ childhood traumas. They go to rob the Pokemon Center of its patients, but Nurse Joy and various patrons hold their own against them. Venus is giving valiant effort; that is, until Joy brings out the giant Bulbasaur that formerly resided in the sewer system. Due to childhood trauma regarding the Seed Pokemon, she freezes up, to the confusion of her trusty Zubat, and her fellow crooks.
They try to snap her out of it, while other agents are getting their butts kicked, until Proton finally hoists her up over one shoulder like a towel, while letting Zubat sit on the other, and they all make their escape from the law.