The Padded Pokemon Trainers (Private for Chancellor Castro and DRPLuna)

[Bellhart]

Andrew sighed as he relaxed on the cerulean beach, the bright sun causing the sand to glow as he sat in relative shade under an umbrella, his shorts the only clothing needed on a hot day like this.

Looking over her could see his girlfriend, a pokemon breeder named Zoe, dong much the same as she enjoyed the sun. He loved the limited bikini she was wearing, as it showed off all her curves. Like most teenage couples, both of them were horny as hell and fucked like rabbits regularly.

Smiling at her, he looked down and picked up a magazine he'd picked up at the pokecenter that morning. His attention was caught by an interesting add placed their, about the Cerulian "Padded trainers club". That sounded interesting.

[ThePaddedAmby]

Zoe had been relaxing on the same beach towel for almost an hour now, a large umbrella covering her face with shade as she relaxed. Beside her was a small Pichu, a miniature sunhat on it's head and a small pair of sunglasses over it's eyes. The Pichu itself had been sitting in the sand, piling up mounds of the stuff in an attempt to make a sandcastle. On Zoe's over side was a Mimikyu, a life guards visor on hit "head" as well as a small pair of sunglasses. Of course the Pokemon had been relaxing as well, keeping an eye on the Pichu. While Zoe did have four more Pokemon, she figured just bringing the two for the vacation was enough. Plus, she didnt want to get the constant phone calls about her Pichu getting into trouble while she was gone. Then again this was pretty much the reason she had brought Mimikyu with her.

"Hun, How long was I out?" Zoe asked, letting out a small yawn before sitting back up. while they had been at the beach most of the day, half of it she had fallen asleep, the sounds of the waves hitting the shore relaxing her.

[Bellhart]

"Hm?" Andrew said. "Oh, about an hour or so. on't worry, Pichu's been fine. Mimikyu saw to that." he reasured her.

"So we've been here for a while love, anything else you want to do today? We still have a few hours before it gets dark. And we'l be pretty busy then." he said, giving her a knowing look.

Looking closer at his girlfriend however, he noticed a dark patch of sand besides her, which he had assumed was an oddly cast shadow until now, but from looking at a different angle was clearly wetness. "Uh, hun, did you spill your drink or something?" he asked her.

[ThePaddedAmby]

Zoe of course only tilted her head, sitting up from her beach towel and stretching her arms. Looking down to the spot he had been pointing, she only nodded. A now empty can of soda next to her waist, the dark patch of sand under her connecting to under the can itself. It had seemed that as she had slept, the can of course had tilted over and spilled whatever remaining soda had been there. Letting out a groan, Zoe had scooted back onto her beach towel, picking the can up and setting it to the side.

"We can always just sit here and relax the rest of the day? I mean what do we really have going on tonight?" She asked, picking up her Pichu and scratching it's head. "I got no reports or anything to fill out. Plus phone is off for the week, no one can call me even if they wanted."

[Bellhart]

"Well we can always have a look around town." he suggested weakly. Though he couldn't help but smile at the infectious cuteness of the Pichu as it moved its ears.

"There was always this." he said, handing over the magazine he had been reading earlier.

[ThePaddedAmby]

Zoe took the magazine, scanning through the various articles listed on the page her boyfriend was turned to. Most of it was ads for food places, the "Padded Trainers Club" Add near the bottom of the page. With Zoe still being half asleep at the moment, it had taken a moment or two for her to focus. Though once she did focus on said article, Zeo's tired look had turning to one of confusion.

"Padded Trainers club?" She asked, looking back to Andrew. "Im going to go ahead and take that as a joke." She mumbled, tossing the magazine back to Andrew, turning her attention back to her Pokemon.

[Bellhart]

Andrew moved his arms fast in an attempt to catch the flying article, catching it just before it would have indignantly hit his face. "Yeah, must be." he said, unable to think of another conclusion.

"We could always catch dinner somewhere if you want." he suggested, as he kept an eye on the Pichu as it got into some antics out on the sand.