Pokemon: Cynthia And The Big Stuffing Agenda 3Cynthia felt like she was in the middle of a dream. A very surreal dream.Pokemon: Cynthia And The Big Stuffing Agenda 3 by ~Borin23
Here she was in the middle of the night, her stomach looking like a flesh-colored beach-ball, and sitting on the front steps of Dawn's house with said girl's missing father. In fact, it seemed like they were going to chat. How could things possibly get any more bizarre? It did not help matters either that the man's Honchkrow, Crobat, Weavile and Houndoom were lying unconscious on the ground just a few feet away. Cynthia and Garchomp had made swift work of all of them in a relatively quick battle. Dawn and Johanna were never once woken by the noise; they were pretty deep sleepers. Cynthia had learned that about Dawn pretty early on in their relationship.
Dawn's father had hardly said a word since the Pokemon battle, leaving Cynthia unsure of what to say next. He kept staring off into the distance, although considering how dark it was, it was unlikely he could actually see anything. There was just something really
Pokemon: Cynthia And The Big Stuffing Agenda 2"Mom!"Pokemon: Cynthia And The Big Stuffing Agenda 2 by ~Borin23
Johanna, Dawn's mother, approached the couple with open arms and a broad smile on her face. She immediately pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, overjoyed to finally see her in person after more than three years apart. Dawn was likewise ecstatic to see her; she had truly missed her mother so much. She had always been worried sick for her little girl, regardless of all the times they spoke with each other over the PC. Dawn had grown up without a father, who had tragically disappeared soon after her birth, so the two of them had always supported each other through both the good times and the bad. As a mother, Johanna wanted to make sure that Dawn grew up happily and healthily, and she was happy that her Pokemon journey had been able to teach her so many things. Just holding her daughter in her arms told Johanna how much she had grown already, both literally and metaphorically. It made her heart swell with the pride only a parent could feel.
Cynthia smiled at the touch
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The young blunette came running to the older blonde in tears, scared by the daunting and melancholic sights of the Distortion Worldyet somehow, a gentle touch from the older woman could easily mollify her.
Timidly, Cynthia leaned forward and pressed her lips firmly against her younger lover's, eliciting a moan as their bodies connected and a tingle of pleasure shot down her spine.
Cynthia's coat was so damn soft; when Dawn would sit on her lap, she often found that she'd run her fingers along the velvety fabric and create swirly patterns.
Dawn's eyes filled with tears as she fell and scraped her knee on one of the sharp rocks at the legendary Spear Pillar, but her discomfort was ephemeral, for Cynthia soon was by her side, lips grazing the injured area.
"Hey, Cynthia!," the younger girl chirped, bright blue eyes filled with excitement, "I made potatoes! I know how much y
Promise?Maura did not think she could cope. Not with Jane gone. She didn't want to go to the funeral, though she did. She had already paid her respects to the woman who meant so much to her. She had slipped down to the morgue after the doctor, the OTHER doctor had finished the autopsy and gone to lunch. She looked down at Jane, lying on the slab, and couldn't help herself. She reached out a hand and moved a stray piece of hair away from Jane's cold face.Promise? by *TwillowZabbyFreak
"I miss you Jane." She had said, trying to hold in the tears.
Within their apartment Maura kept expecting the door to open and for Jane to come bustling in, Doggy treats and strawberries in one hand for their pets and a bunch of roses in her other hand for Maura. Even though she knew the statistical impossibility of such an occurrence, it didn't stop her hoping and wishing. It didn't stop her heart skipping a beat every time Joe Friday's ears perked up.
Maura had taken to sleeping on the sofa, completely unable to bear sleeping in the bed she