//------------------------------// // Head aches and Eevees // Story: The Fluffy Ball of Destruction. // by Gundamdragon //------------------------------// Dragon sighed. He hated being in det to others and his to Spits and Fleet was growing. The had gotten him a calor with enchanted stone on it allow him to talk to them and other ponies... it was expensive from what he could tell. That plus they letting him and his pack of fluff balls stay makes it worse. He owes them a lot and he has to repay them. First he going to get this bunch of Eevee pups straightened out. "Spitfire, Fleetfoot. I'm taking the cute swarm out back to try and beat some seance and order in to there fuzzy thick skulls." The Mares look at each other then Fleetfoot spoke. "Spitfire is it just me or dose his voice not match his attitude?" "No, it's not you. Hearing a fluffy little ball of walking cuteness talk like a those old school Griffin soldiers, with such a cute voice. It doesn't fit him." She looks at the slightly annoyed Eevee in a black coat and had glaring at them. "Just don't hurt them drill sargent Dragon." "You know it's rude talking about other like you two did? Don't worry I won't give them anything beyond some bruises." Said Dragon as he walked out of the room to see goggle head sleeping on a rug.... "Hay wake up Goggle Head!" He shouted bopping the goggled Eevee on the head. "Ow! I'm up. I'm up. What is it?" Said the Eevee. "Round up you buddies and meet me out back, time fore class." Said Dragon "Right....." He slinked of rubbing his head. 5minutes later The Eevees where lined up in a row on the grass. The mares had decided to watch from some chairs on the back patio. "Ok you fluff balls schools in session. If I'm stuck raising you walking cute-tiarly weapons you will at lest learn to behave your selves. First lesson is the chain of command. Top of it is our land lords Spitfire and Fleetfoot it's thanks to them we all have a warm place to sleep and good food in our bellies. So if they tell you to do or not to do something you obye them. Next is me as the only one that can fight with any skill, then Goggles here cause he is the oldest." The Eevees nod and Goggles puffs his chest out. "Next no clawing the furniture and walls. I seen a few marks from you runts next time I see new ones I'll have all of you running laps till you sweat blood. Clear!" Said Dragon They all nodded vary rapidly. Spitfire smiled with amusement and whispers to Fleetfoot. "Maybe we should hair this guy to train recruits for us. He uses language like this with kids think what he say to a group of grown ponies in uniform." Fleet giggled and whispered back. "I don't know he's awfully cut to put that fear in a pony. This pups are just smaller of his breed right?" "That's true."Spits whispers back as they watched the lecture. "Ok I know sitting still this long is against your nature so we are going to have a little run around the yard here in the sand." He opened his mouth and used flame thrower twice on the sand. "The lines of glass is your boundary you will run from one line to the other till I say stop. Now line up!" The Eevee did as the where told and started running laps goggles seemed to be faster then the others. Spitfire and Fleetfoot both looked on with mouths wide open. Spitfire recovered first and spoke. "Dragon breathed fire and made glass out of sand?" "Twice." Said Fleet foot watching the seen Dragon Sat down in the grass between the patio and the beach. "Sand is a pain to get out of fur but great to train speed on. I'll start them with basic skills like quick attack, tackle and swift. And teach them other moves based on how they improve. Training machines are good to teach a pokemon moves fast but learning it traditional way is better for there effective fighting ability." He explained for his audience "So your training them to fight?" Asked Spitfire. "It's the only way I really know to train pokémon. I was Mt. Battle champion. I traveled fighting gym leaders, frontier brains, and the strongest of the strong. I was born in a wasteland orphaned and grew up on the street. A single chance encounter changed me and my crew from street crooks and thieves to youth group for training and battling pokémon. I am the Dragon of Orre the trainer of Demons. So I'll make these Eevees strong. Strong anuff to chase there dreams and find a future of happiness." He said as he watched them running. "Wow go sensei cute and fuzzy." Said Fleetfoot Spitfire smiled. "He would definitely be a good father." Dragon laughed "Father me? Who needs kids when you live with Eevees?" The mares looked at each other before chuckling. 10 minutes of laps "Ok that's anuff you pups." The Eevees collapse in a hep in the sand. "I think you pushed them too hard." Said Fleetfoot sounding worried. "Na, watch this." Said Dragon with a smirk before he shouted. "Ok come wash up for lunch!" There was dust cloud and a blur of movement before the pack of Eevees where trying to push each other out of the way of the beach shower which they some how turned on. Dragon was laughing "Doesn't matter how tired a pokémon is you mention food and they will move a mountain to get it. Tho it's cute seeing them tumble over each other." Spitfire looked as the one in the with goggles on had "The older one seems to be faster then his siblings." "Yeah I think he wants to be fast, there are two evolution paths that would give him the speed he loves. If he finds a thunder stone he can become a Jolteon and learn volt tackle and or exsteam speed. Or he can be a Sylveon fairy type with some flying moves. Tho I feel the Jolteon path is more his likening." Said Dragon. "You talk as tho you seen many of them grow up?"Asked Fleetfoot "Hehe when I retired from being awsome and giving other trainers Nightmares. I set up a Eevee ranch back home. Rise them to be adopted by other trainer's my Eevee's where in high demand but I only gave them to people I think are good trainers. Tho most went out young girls that would dress them up in bows. But I made sure they can fight tho. So they can keep there owners safe. After all what better protection could they ask fore then cute fluffy Eevee that can blow a whole in the wall or any body tying to hurt their trainers. " Said Dragon "So what will become of these Eevees." Asked Spitfire as they watched the pups shake dry. "The plan here is raise them to to take care of themselves... But that doesn't mean they can't find some pony or pokémon that they be happy to live and work with. More or less I am there adopted father." Dragon smiled last the Eevee lined up at the paw wash dish. "Well I better make lunch. You two want anything?" He asked as he walked in. "Hay burgers?" Asked Spitfire... Fleetfoot nodded "Two Hay Burgers." "Well good thing you have a chook book." He said as he trotted in side. =========================== Latter in the dinning room. "I admit, it's nice having somepony that cook in the house." Said Fleetfoot. "You saying, I can't cook?" Asked Spitfire. "No but he cooks better then you do." Said Fleetfoot "Thanks, but I jut followed the book. I mean I do know how to make some thing from my time traveling around as a trainer. But that's was mostly cook fire not a stove top or oven. Even when I retired I had a out door cook fire. " Said Dragon as he ate his baked potato. The others Eevee Sat around a bowl on the floor. Munching away on a stew, while he sat at the table with the ponies. "It must have been hard when it rained." Said Spitfire. "That is not a problem back in Orre the whole nation is desert no rain year round. It's why I lived on the cost. Had a water desalination pump to get fresh water. It was not a bad way to live." Said Dragon "Wow no rain! Hard to imagine." Said Fleetfoot. "Yeah I herd that a lot in my travels. So you never told me what you two do for a living. I mean it's clear you on vacation and you own this place but beyond that..." "Oh we are members of the Wonderbolts, I'm the Captain. Fleetfoot is one of my Lutents as well as my mare friend. We are both Guard elite flyers." Said Spitfire "Yeah we are also the ponies that put on stunt shows." Said Fleetfoot "Guess that pays well then. Guess I will have to find my own place some time. Once my crew is altogether again. And we have the bits." He said scratching his head. The mares looked at each other. ================================ Later in there room "Can we please keep him? He cooks, he is cute and cuddlly, and he is grate with kids." Said Fleetfoot... "And what about his friends coming to find him? We just going to put a all of them up in our house?" Asked Spitfire. "He said he'll have them get jobs.. And not all will live in the house." replied Fleetfoot "You know we are not here most of the time yeah we own it out right but think of the food cost alone." Said Spitfire. "I know you like his cooking, and you want to huggle him as much as I do. And didn't you suggest finding a stud and tacking or relationship from just us to a herd? A pokémon is just as eligible as a pony." Said Fleetfoot "Well yes, but he's the size of a foal! I mean yeah he is nice strong spoken good at keeping what basically is his adopted kids under control most of the time." Said Spitfire. "See and with him you and I can still have foals with each other." Said Fleetfoot "So we just make him part of the family and not let him have any fun?" Said Spitfire. "We no one knows if pony and pokémon can have children together...." Said Fleetfoot "That's true...." Said Spitfire. Fleetfoot started giving Spitfire the cute begging pout. "Ok. Ok. You win! No fair playing dirty." Said Spitfire as she flopped on the bed. "Yes!" Shouted Fleetfoot as she pumped a hoof in the air. "But only if he agrees to it. He might not find us attractive." Said Spitfire raining in her marefriend.