[While searching the remains of Those Who Slither's hidden society, the students discover one of their many inventions: the internet. They discover a secret stash of fanfic...] "Were they serious? I kept a close watch on them the whole time, every one of their plans, and whatever I couldn't dig up Hubert was more than happy to," Edelgard said. "How could I have missed this?" "Princess, the plan literally reads 'squick the world to death with terrible fanfic before killing them all'," Claude snorted. "Chances are you found it, and like any sane person, thought it was too stupid to be real. Trust me, I'm the king of dirty tactics, and this wouldn't hold." "I've read battle histories scarier than that," Dimitri said, rolling his eyes. "Then again, I know nothing about this fan fiction." "Let's look it up! We've got the means to now, and I'm always happy to learn new things!" Annette grabbed a nearby chair and sat down at one of the many computers. "Oooh, it's so glowy! And I thought my books were fascinating!" "Annie, be careful..." Mercedes hovered nervously over her friend's shoulder. "The glow could be dangerous to your health..." The team was soon well-versed on the concept of fanfic, including its colorful history and the many canons it involved. Plus the concept of shipping, which raised more than a few eyebrows. [] The Golden Deer plus Byleth filed into the theater, none of them all that scared. How bad could one little fanfic be? [] LEGAL STUFF: THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL USING FICTIONAL CHARACTERS NOT MY OWN. Ignatz: Okay, okay! Boy, someone's sure got a temper. Raphael: Always eat a well-balanced meal before you try to write a fanfic. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, DON'T READ! Byleth: I'm ageless. I can read whatever I want. Hilda: *shivers* I know you're kidding but I still wish you wouldn't say things like that. UNLESS YOU WANT TO GET IN TROUBLE. Hilda: *pft* What are you gonna do, spank us? Tell our parents? Send us to bed without dinner? GOT IT? GOOD! NOW! ENJOY THE STORY!!! J Leonie: That J better not stand for some creep using Jeralt's name to write dirty fanfics! Lysithea: What if it's Professor Jeritza? *somewhere far away, Jeritza sneezes angrily as he sharpens his sword* P.s. Lysithea: Thank you for telling us, I'm sure we'd never have figured it out otherwise. *scoff* (and Misty does not have Togipi yet) Lorenz: What on the continent of Fodlan is a Togipi? Leonie: It's a Pokemon. Didn't you pay attention when Annette was showing us those pages? Lorenz: Oh, those cute little monster things. You mean there's more after that nasty purple blob? Lysithea: Which one? There's three of them. Ignatz: Muk also comes in a rainbow variant. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Ash and Misty: The Pool Starts It Claude: Starts what, a fight over who was the superior Ray on Due South? Leonie: A food fight? Lysithea: A lifelong obsession with finding out how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? "I'm really tired." Hilda: How did Linhardt get in this fic? Claude: *snicker* I wouldn't pick on Linhardt, just saying. Hilda: Hey! Said Misty to her two friends, Ash and Brock. "I know. We've been walking for days." Said Ash. Raphael: Sounds like they're not keeping up with their training! Marianne: Or they don't have horses... "We should find a hotel." Suggested Brock. Marianne: Wouldn't that be expensive...? You can stay in a Pokemon Center for free. Ash and Misty nodded in agreement. "Hey! Look! A hotel!" Lysithea: And this is what we call a plot contrivance! Shouted Brock. They were all smiling as they ran towards the hotel. Claude: Which turned out to be a mirage. Then they tripped and fell face-first into a mud puddle. ---Flash to hotel--- The Hotel was huge; it had an arcade, a pool, Lysithea: Well, it would be stupid for it NOT to considering the title. and tennis courts, even a small Pokemon Center. Marianne: But where are the stables? And the greenhouse? And the aviary? Raphael: More important, where's the weight room? And the buffet? They first went to the center and gave Joy all their Pokemon, seeing as they won't need them for the night. Ignatz: Considering this is an adult story, I should hope not. *shudder* Ash even gave her Pikachu. Hilda: *Joy* You're going to be my cuddly snuggle toy for the night! They then went to check in. "There are two rooms left, you will have to share." Hilda: *Misty* Well, looks like I get a whole room all to myself! Good luck fighting over the remote control, boys, I'm gonna order me some room service! The man at the front desk told the three friends. "I'll go with Ash." Volunteered Misty. Lysithea: Only to regret it when she realized Ash snored. Lorenz: Or, worse, when he brought out his stuffed animal collection and demanded she say goodnight to each one. "Why?" Ash asked curiously. Lorenz: I believe the lady wishes to sleep with you, Ash. Lysithea: They're ten. Lorenz: *erk* Excuse me?! Marianne: Well...maybe the author made them older, here? "I think Brock is a pervert." Misty whispered to Ash in response. Ash just nodded. Raphael: *Ash* I don't like the way he looks at Pikachu when he's been drinking. Hilda: Ewwwww! They walked to their rooms chatting about Pokemon all the way up to the third floor. Lorenz: *Brock* Garchomp is overrated and overvalued. Ignatz: *Ash* So how many generations until we can find Eevee in the wild? Lysithea: *Misty* A Drifloon tried to take me away last night, but Starmie beat it up. Misty and Ash exchanged goodnights with Brock as they walked into their rooms. Byleth: Then Brock called the front desk and had a trio of hookers delivered to him. "Nice room." Said Misty turning on the ceiling lamp. The room had one bed, a TV and a table with a lamp and remote on it. Claude: The remote was nailed down. Marianne: Is it safe to hang a lamp from the ceiling? Someone could get hurt if it falls. Misty walked into the bathroom and changed. "Cute clothes Misty." Hilda: Oh, what does he know about fashion? I've seen his outfits for every generation! Commented Ash. "Oh, Shut up Ash." Snapped Misty. She was wearing a Leonie: Pair of bright pink bunny pajamas with ears and a tail. Claude: *Ash* Let me guess, your crazy aunt made them for you? You look like some kind of pink nightmare. white night gown that stretched down to her ankles. Hilda: Spandex? Ewww, not many people can pull off THAT look. Marianne: And it doesn't sound comfortable to sleep in. It had frills at the bottom and on it's short sleeves. Her hair was down too, but Ash kept his mouth shut about it. Lorenz: Because her hair didn't like to talk about its depression. Ignatz: Eh? Lorenz: Well, the fic said her hair was down, so... Ignatz: Oh! I see...that was clever! Yeah, really clever! Lorenz: *groan* Don't patronize me. Clearly my noble sense of humor goes above average heads. Thought Ash. "Ash, what are you thinking about?" Questioned Misty, butting in to his thoughts. "Nothing, why?" Said Ash, thinking of her naked as he told her. "Oh. I was just wondering." Byleth: *Ash* Who wrote the book of love? Hilda: *Ash* Who stole my heart away? Ignatz: *Ash* Who ate the last cookie? She replied. Ash walked into the bathroom for a few minutes. When he came out he was wearing no shirt, just a pair of boxers with Ignatz: Little smiley faces all over them. a buttoning hole in the front. "Nice clothes yourself there!" Chuckled Misty. Ash just gave her a mean glare. Byleth: And paralyzed her for several turns, making her easier to catch. "I call the left side of the bed!" Shouted Ash as he jumped Claude: Out the window. Byleth: *Ash* Damn, I overshot it. And this dumpster is really uncomfortable. on the bed. "Oh no you don't!" Misty quickly said. "Huh? Why?" Ignatz: *Misty* Because you'll insist on watching the Rick and Morty block on Cartoon Network, laugh till one in the morning, and get popcorn crumbs everywhere. I'm still picking them out of my hair from last time! Ash said confused. "I will not let you sleep with me, you are sleeping on the floor!" Hilda: Oh, just let him sleep in the bed, you two are going to end up fucking anyway. Misty ordered. "Why can't you sleep on the floor?" Ash asked. Lysithea: *Misty* Back spasms. "I don't want you trying anything funny in bed. Byleth: *Ash* Well, drat, there goes testing my George Carlin impressions on her... And I need my beauty sleep, I can't have you moving around all night." Marianne: *Misty* Or talking to your stuffed animals. Misty answered. "I do not move around all night. And I wouldn't try anything funny." Ash defended himself. Even though he knew he would do the two things he protested in that bed with that cute redhead. He liked her. Not to the point he would stalk her, and that's because she's already following him. She lay on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. Ash laid on the floor, "Hey Mist can I a least have a pillow?" Her response was a pillow falling from the bed to the floor. Claude: Unfortunately, the pillow was filled with lead. Ash dodged just in time to avoid getting crushed. He rested his head on it. Having fantasies of sex with the cute redhead in the bed right next to him. He tried to sneak up on the bed thinking she was asleep. Raphael: *Misty* Okay, fine, you can sleep at the foot of the bed. But no howling at the moon or you're going back in your crate! His sneaky eyes turned to frightened ones as they met with her angry ones. "Down." Raphael: ...I wasn't serious about the dog joke, I swear. She ordered in a stern voice. He laid back down angrily mumbling to himself. Misty couldn't sleep; she looked at the clock. "11:00!" She exclaimed, "Why can't I sleep?" Lysithea: *Misty* Maybe it was those three cups of coffee I had with dinner. She got up and took the room keys off the table and walked outside. She looked around for awhile until she found the pool area. Raphael: *Misty* I hope they still have enough chalk, it's been too long since I've practiced my shots... It was a nice warm night. Since it was the weekend the pool was still open; the pool didn't close till noon tomorrow. It was late, there was no one else around, and just a few lights, some in the pool too. Lorenz: Well, that's just asking to be electrocuted, isn't it? "I love the water." Misty stated. The water was a shiny and clear blue, she loved its beauty. She smiled as she let her feet dangle in the water. Ash awoke to voices; it was just people walking by the room. Ash got up, he couldn't sleep anyway. Ash thought as he walked out the door. He heard the door click behind him. "Oh shoot! The keys!" He shouted louder than he meant to. Marianne: And woke up a bunch of teachers trying to sleep so they could get up to give their finals at six the next day. He knew her well, he knew she liked the water, so he decided to check the pool area first. He saw her sitting on the pool's edge, feet in the water, humming a song to herself. Lysithea: *as Misty, singing* Blackbird singing in the dead of night...take these broken wings and learn to fly... Claude: *Ash* To film her without her consent and put it on YouTube! He thought as he planned to push her in. He sneaked up behind her, as quietly as possible, reached out his arms preparing for his prank. Hilda: Only to trip over his own feet and fall into the pool himself. Ash shoved, Misty fell in, splashing water on Ash. Ash just burst out in laughter. "Ash! You little Twerp! Why did you do that!?" Misty shouted in anger to the laughing young boy. He stopped his laughing, and reached out a hand to help her out. She grabbed his hand and he pulled her out. Her nightgown clung to he like a second skin. Ash could see her hardened nipples and red pubic hairs. Ash couldn't help it, he had to make a comment, "Hey Mist. Water's pretty cold isn't it." "What?" She asked confused. Look at your shirt. She looked down and saw what he meant. She modestly covered herself. "You're making fun of me even though you're being turned on?" She slyly questioned him. "And what do you mean by that?" He asked confused. She pointed to his boxers. His erection was sticking out of the hole in the front. Hilda: *LAUGHS* Claude: Unless it's a guided missile I doubt it's just automatically going to come out of the hole. He quickly slipped it back into his boxers. Raphael: And it didn't change anything because you can't hide a hardon by throwing some fabric over it. ...not that I'd know. "Your not gonna hide it from me." She said pointing again to his boxers. She was right; there was still a big bulge in the front. Raphael: See? "What's that smell? Leonie: *Ash* Did you leave the leftover chicken salad out of the fridge overnight? Oh I know. I'm turning you on too." Said Ash smelling her juices. She was embarrassed now. She was able to smell it to. Ash couldn't hold back anymore, he reached out and grabbed her breasts. They were small but nice. She moaned with pleasure, upon hearing this he squeezed harder, Marianne: *Misty* Ouch...please be careful, they're very sensitive right now. pinching and running his fingers over her nipples. She kissed him, shoving her tongue in his mouth; Byleth: And he bit it. he quickly did the same. One last low moan escaped her throat before she cut off the kiss and removed his hands from her. Ash just stared at her with a clueless expression on his face. She grabbed the keys off a nearby table and dangled the in front of his face. Lysithea: And he started batting at them like a cat. "We might get caught out here, let's go back to the room." She suggested. Ash just grabbed the keys from her and ran off to the room, she followed in pursuit. She got to the room after him; he was fumbling with the keys. "Damn!" He yelled. "Here." she said as she took the keys from him and opened the door with ease. He kissed her, then burst into the room, with an erection knowing what he was going to get from her. She walked in and threw the door shut behind her. She looked at him with seductive eyes as she lifted the unneeded fabric from her body. Ash just stared as he marveled at a clear view of her pussy, then the shape of her developing breasts. She tossed her clothing in the corner. Leonie: It stuck to the wall. He quickly removed his boxers and hurled them into the corner. He looked at her; she was already on the bed, playing with her tits a little. He rushed over to her and hopped on the bed, she let go of her tits as he cupped them in his hand. He sucked on the nipple, running his tongue over it. He continued to fondle the other as he sucked. He moved his mouth over to the other breast, now playing with the one previously in his mouth. She moaned in pleasure as he pinched, sucked, rubbed, and licked her nice little tits. He stopped and sat up as she removed his hands and mouth from her body. She lay down on the bed, "Make love to me." She commanded. He smiled at her as he crawled onto her naked body. He found his way into her with ease. They both moaned simultaneously as he shoved his rock-hard cock into her virgin pussy. "Ow." She uttered a small cry of pain as he broke past her virginity. "Are you okay?" He questioned. She nodded yes as she said, "Pleasure me." He started pumping up and down. He kissed her. They shoved tongues in each other's mouths again. She wrapped her arms around him; he wrapped his arms around her too. They stopped the kiss for a breath. He continued his action of pumping. He kissed her, she kissed him. A low moan escaped her throat; the moan grew louder as he sped up his pumping. His tongue probed her mouth as hers probed his. She could feel a tingling feeling rushing through her body, in between her legs. Marianne: ...that could be the sign of a stroke. Lorenz: In her vagina? Marianne: In a lemon, anything's possible, I guess... Waves of pleasure flowed through her body as she orgasmed. The sticky, odorous substance shot onto Ash and her, it trickled down her legs onto the bed. Ash hadn't yet experienced his orgasm, and he was determined to. He kept thrusting his hips up and down, Misty still moaned as he pumped. She was already wiped out from her first orgasm and she was already feeling another coming on. He now felt a tingling sensation in his hardened prick. Byleth: He realized too late it was a spider bite. His penis died that night. They cut off the kiss again for air. He spasmed as he let his juice flow, upon feeling this Misty's response was her second orgasm. He rolled off of her and on to the bed, kissed her on the cheek, rolled back and took in a deep breath. "I love you Ash." Stated Misty. "And I you." Ash said in sweet voice. Misty kissed him quickly, hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. "What are you doi'n Mist?" He called to her. "I'm washing up." She shouted back from the bathroom. "I'll never wash this dick again." Ash said content with his first time. "Hey Ash, wanna take a shower with me?" Misty asked him. "Sure!" He quickly responded. Well, my third Lemon so far. I'm gonna make a continuation of it. What do you think? Continue from where I left off and write about a steamy shower scene. Or a new setting? Well since you can't e-mail me, I'll guess what the public wants. In other words you