15 Years Later

“DAD! DAD! DAD! DAD!” your bed bounces in a frantic pattern. “Wake up, we’ve got to go!”

“I’m up, I’m up,” you groan, waving off Natalie. She’s got her mom’s chocolate hair pulled back in a bun, and the electric blue eyes that everyone sees you in.

“Good, you’d never hear the end of it if we miss PJ before she leaves for the entire summer!” she bounds out of the room, where her mother, your wife, Diane is plating breakfast in the other room. You don’t doubt that you would never hear the end of it. Natalie’s best friend PJ, or as everyone else calls her Pink, is leaving on a family vacation. That is not the ‘entire summer’ as Natalie likes to exaggerate but only 2 weeks.

You come up behind Diane, kissing her neck until she turns to meet your lips. “EWWW! I’m trying to eat!” Natalie fakes a gag, averting her eyes down to her plate of eggs and bacon.

With everyone fed and dressed, your family starts the journey to Pewter City. You pass the clearing that used to be the hangout of the Overlord’s crew. Where you would defeat passing trainers. Where Kelly took over after you and Diane became busy with raising Natalie. And where Henry took over after Kelly ran off with her future husbands. And where Perry took over after Henry got a job with Silph Co. And after another took over and another, each Overlord lasting shorter than the previous until eventually the whole thing crumbled.

“ATTIE!” a high pitched screech echoes as you enter the Pewter City Pokecenter. Pink is on your family in a blur. PJ and Attie, or Pink and Natalie as everyone else is **** to call them, the two of them being the only ones allowed to use the nicknames. They’ve been best friends since before they could walk.

They run off into the crowd of children. So many children running around the pokecenter. A pack of Chansey run around herding toddlers, children of all ages from mewling babies to teens like Pink and Natalie are gathered in the pokecenter.

“Nate! Diane!” Red calls out, a purple haired baby bouncing on his knee. He stands giving both of you a hug, and Diane steals the baby before Joy calls her over.

“You’ve been busy,” you laugh, sitting next to the Champion. You try to count but with the youthful energy bouncing off the walls, you keep losing track. There must be at least 4 or 5 dozen. 15 years of Red impregnating women gathered in one room.

“This isn’t even all of them,” he chuckles, “Some of their mothers didn’t want them leaving for a couple weeks to the Sevii islands. Natalie was telling us that you said no on her joining us.”

You had originally planned on saying yes, until Natalie had informed you that all of Pink’s siblings would be going. It had nettled you, the thought that Natalie would be on a trip with Red’s children. She is YOUR daughter. You later learned that a bunch of the older kids were bringing friends. But you’d already soured on the idea. “Yes, I just don’t know about Natalie being away that long,” you lie.

“I get it, I’m always on a circuit of visiting my kids. This seemed like a perfect way to spend time with all, or well a lot, of them,” Red sighs, “This is nice.” That is certainly one way to describe a room full of rowdy children, but you understand. If you didn’t get to see Natalie all the time, you’d probably enjoy any situation where you got the chance. “LAZER KILOWATT SURGE! Get down from there!” Red shouts to a golden haired boy who was standing atop a bookshelf tossing stuff at his siblings.

“Surge? Like the Daniel kid you used to run around with? How, I mean, just how did that happen?”

He smiles, “We were stuck in the Seafoam Islands and— wait, sorry no, Lazer’s mom is the lieutenant, Daniel is his uncle.”

“Oh, that makes more sense,” you chuckle.

“I should stop that,” Red stands up, “I wish Natalie could join us, but I get it wanting to hold them close. They’re only a couple years from leaving the nest.” He then walks away towards a pair of 7-year-old girls wrestling in the corner. One with purple eyes that remind you of Sabrina and the other looks exactly like a young Clair.

“Mind if I join you?” Joy says, already sitting down in Red’s seat. “Have you looked at all of them?”

Cherry red hair there, more than a handful of pink haired girls, blue, green, purple, the whole rainbow of hair colors. “I don’t think Red’s missed a single hair color,” you chuckle.

“And their eyes?” she prodded. Green, silver, an eerie white, red, teal, maroon, yellow, “Notice any electric blue?” You look around more, so many of the kids have Red’s brown eyes, and several shades of blue. But only Natalie has your electric blue eyes.

“It doesn’t, genetics are weird,” you start.

“I ran the paternity test.”

“You mean you faked it, right?”

“Yes, when you asked. But more recently well. You know how Pink and Natalie are always talking about their plans for when they grow up?”

Starting a berry farm in the Johto countryside. A winery outside Fuchsia. Becoming the next champions. Backpacking across Kalos. “Yes, quite the imagination on those two.”

Joy laughs, “And do you remember last year, when all of their plans started starting with their wedding?”

Oh yes, how could anyone miss that. “A little hard to ignore.”

“Well, I wanted to keep my promise to you. But Joy lineage needs to be protected. And women growing new appendages isn’t unheard of. So I needed to know if **** was a risk.” Your heart is beating faster. “Luckily I don’t have to break them up, since **** isn’t on the table.”

You stumble over your words, “She-she, I, you.”

“Sorry, I know you said you didn’t want to know. And you’re a great dad, you obviously love her. But I could see the ignorance was bothering you.” She rubs your shoulder, standing to leave you. She’s right, you LOVE Natalie. And honestly you don’t care… most of the time. Every once in a while, like when Natalie wanted to go on ‘Red’s family vacation,’ you get that sick feeling.

“Natalie is my daughter,” you start, pausing for the slightest of moments, “but thanks.” You’re left alone in the corner with your thoughts. This doesn’t change anything. You love Natalie, you’ve always loved her, and always will.

“Dad?” Natalie approaches with a big smile. You can see Pink a few feet back, watching intently. “I know you said no, but—“

“Yes, you can go,” you laugh, running your hand through your hair.

She shrieks, a high pitched girlish shriek, as she hugs you tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Pink is running over hugging the both of you as well. “Love you, Dad,” Natalie says running off with Pink to play with one of the Joy girl’s siblings.

“Changed your mind?” Diane gives you a knowing smile. She has a different child on her hip now, a toddler with sandy blonde hair. The kid sees a Happiny waddling in the corner and pushes off of Diane trying to get down. Once the kid is gone, Diane sits next to you, leaning against your shoulder. “What are we going to do without her for 2 whole weeks?”

“Kelly sent invites to a party the three of them are throwing.”

“A party or an orgy?” you grin knowing that to Kelly there isn’t much difference. “Could be fun. Or maybe I take you home, and we stay in bed the whole time.” You turn on her kissing her deeply.

“I could go for that,” she purrs, as you move your mouth to her neck. You want to do so much more, but not now, it would have to wait till you got home. Or at least out of the pokecenter. Turns out Natalie was confident you’d change your mind, and had already packed a bag, so you don’t have to worry about sending her anything. An older looking Joy shows up to watch over the Pewter City pokecenter while Red and Joy are on vacation.

Everyone starts leaving, Red and Joy funnel the kids onto a bus to be carried off by Red’s flying pokemon. Natalie and Pink wave from the bus windows, and then they’re gone. And everything is quiet. And for the next 2 weeks your only concern is fucking your beautiful wife.