The pleasant white noise of rushing water greeted the umbreon’s ears as his eyes stirred open.

You're supposed to capitalize the Pokemon species names.

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I did not for reasons explained in the chapter 1 author's notes.

Wow, this has gotten off to a roaring start! There's just one thing it needs, and that's some actual comments on the content! Seriously, folks, I've been enjoying the back-and-forth in replies, but how about some commentary on the story itself?

AJA has left longpost after longpost on my works over the years, giving running feedback on my chapters, and they're some of my favorite comments just for how involved and funny they can be. In some small way, I'll return the favor here.

Ebon, Sorry for leaving you in the dark (literally).

That's okay, Umbreon. You're already a dark-type anyway!

I’m hoping someone’s discovered a new continent or something so we can have a change of scenery for once.

Sadly, all recently discovered portals only go to places like Narnia or Middle Earth. And those are too boring for words.

So why not just quit? I admit the thought has occurred to me more than once. But then I think about how much Glassie would hate not having violence to dish out and how awkward it would be to tell Sike we’re retiring just after recruiting her. And that’s not even considering how hard you’d take it. Oh, just listen to me ranting onto the paper. I’m sorry to dump my frustrations like that onto you, love.

No you're not, Leafy.

To get back on topic, we’re also hanging with the old guildies to try to get Sike to come out of her shell.

And she's not even a turtle-type Pokemon!

The espeons I’ve met have all tended to be deep and introverted like her, particularly the ones raised by non-espeons. I guess that’s the cost of being as highly specialized as we eevees are — we’re also highly confusing, even to our own family. I’d probably feel awkward around others too, honestly.

For as much as I love Umbreon, I think it's the Espeon I most relate to. Given her ability to power up from sunlight, I wonder if she and Celly would get along?

Wherever you decide to send us, please don’t forget to grab an escape orb at the bank in case things go to heck!

Or Equestria. Whichever.

Ebon just thought she was impossibly cute with her forked tail and amazing flanks. If she weren’t so shy and he wasn’t her boss, he might forgo taking Sike to mystery dungeons and just train her in bed.

So name her the team's chief morale officer!

Glassie the glaceon had come from humble beginnings, serving as an artificial snow maker for a ski-resort in Kanto — a fate that she’d confided had been such torment for her, she had recurring nightmares of somehow ending up being forced to do it again if for some reason she couldn’t go exploring anymore.

I'm sure Luna will find the dreams of Pokemon interesting, if she hasn't already. "Princess Cadance! By our starry mane, why dost thou insist on contacting these strange creatures? Their dreams are filled with nothing but food, fighting, and rutting each other senseless!"

"And this is different from the average pegasus, how...?"

The village also had a completely justified reputation for being tolerant of inbreeding and incestuous pairings.

Ebon? Edelweiss? I invite you to visit the realm of Thestralslovakia...

If these outsider pokémon knew Ebon had been ‘slipping his sister the bone’ and ‘tying her in knots’ from time to time, he could expect to find his own face on a wanted poster.

WANTED: Bred and alive.

If his teammates were normally some of the most beautiful pokémon to ever live, they looked even better with wet fur.

What about you, big boi?

Next on Ebon’s to-do list was the overflowing trash can next to the ice stone-powered freezer he put Edelweiss’s letter into. No use leaving evidence of their less-than-platonic relationship for the others.

That's an easy fix. But when her love juices drip to the ground and cause plants to sprout, that's a little harder to hide.

Glassie had apparently finished off the last of her Hoggin’ Pawz half-gallon carton of ice cream

Nice! That definitely wasn't there when I first preread the story.

“Arceus, darn it, Glassie!”

Never use His Name in vain, or he might descent and smite you. Or at least cause something embarrassing to happen, like being discovered having sex with your sister.

“I really need to get laid. I really, really, really need to get laid.” Ebon whimpered to himself

You and me both, Umbie. You and me both.

“Weird. The post doesn’t even run today.” A strange excitement gripped him as he pondered the implications. “Could it be… Wonder Mail? No way…”

Well, since I'm pretty sure the Gryphon Express Courier Service doesn't yet run out that way...

House rules stated that everyone washes their dishes immediately after using one and as leader of Team Allure, he had to live by example.

That's my rule too, but since I live alone, motivation is lacking to do it. I let my dishes pile up way too often.

“This is incredible! I thought the secret rank thing was a joke!” He gave a whooping cheer and he leapt into the air on all fours.

I would too, given it came with a plastic decoder ring that looked like it came out of a crackerjack box.

His team had once rescued a scizor from a lovestruck froslass, and it’d granted him and his team the ‘secret rank’ which would allow for missions to be sent for his eyes only

His eyes scanned over the letter. It was an invitation to explore a mystery dungeon he’d never heard of called ‘Ponyta Passage’

Oh, come on, Umbie--I'm sure you've I've wanted to explore a Ponyta's passage yourself over the years.

“The bag's a little heavier than when I picked it up at the hideout. Kek the Kecleon’s Shop had a great deal on reviver seeds today so I bought them all!”

You'd better have! All his stuff is Top Kek.

silently cursing his luck and backing away as Glassie strutted up to the two of them like the mayor of Treasure Town.

*boss music plays*

“No, I’m not okay!” Sike sat down huffily, slashing her tail angrily behind her. “Glassie tried talking some bidoof into asking me out and he did!”

Ebon knew this particular bidoof, a rodent-like pokémon with large buck teeth. A nice guy if rather unsophisticated in his mannerisms.

Hey, I wouldn't want to be asked out by some total doof, either. Especially not by the Pokemon version of Hayseed Turnip Truck
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“Glassie, I know you mean well, but you need to consult with your teammate before trying to pass her off like an unwanted hold item you pulled out of a nicket’s hoard,” Ebon said sarcastically. “I mean, do you even know if she likes guys?”

A dimension away, Roseluck didn't understand why she felt suddenly mortified and a terrible urge to faint.

Arceus, I am a stupid idiot. Ebon thought to himself. He didn’t know what he hated himself for more at that moment — that he was an unwitting participant in Glassie’s bullying or that he still hoped deep down he’d have a chance to rut the beautiful espeon senseless someday, especially given she was genuinely curious about her sexuality.

You know perfectly well that all she needs is a big, powerful, well-endowed Umbreon to sweep her off her paws, Ebon.

He blinked and shook his head at the thought. Check that — a stupid, horny idiot who still needs to get laid, badly.

That's me two weeks after getting fresh testosterone pellets implanted.

“Yeah, I’m sorry… I guess.” Glassie grated practically through her teeth. “But speaking of scoring some action, where are we going today, boss? Hopefully somewhere with a lot of grass and ground types for those sweet, sweet type-advantage criticals. I wanna wreck some faces!”

Is this our lovely Glassie or my version of Limestone Pie?

Ebon imagined an entire brood of Glassie’s brown-and-tan striped eggs surrounding them in a candle-lit circle, each resting in their own nest of straw. The glaceon begging for just one more eevee as his erection sank deep inside her again and again — the whole room soon overflowing with eggs. He knew he’d have to stop eventually but his hardness never faltered as he seed instantly replenished with each climax.

“EBON!”

"Yes, scream my name, Glassie..."

"WHAT?"

"Huh? Oh, Nothing..."

“But enough of that. Actually, I have some fantastic news to deliver to you all. Give me your maps. I need to update them.”

“Update them? What do you mean, Ebon?” Edelweiss asked, before she pawed over the map she’d stowed in her leafy green chest fluff.

Just wait until Pinkpie starts pulling stuff out there Edelweiss doesn't even remember being put in!

I'm greatly enjoying all the added detail so far, and all the sexual tension in this group. I foresee absolutely no indulgences taking place on this most platonic of Eevee teams. Nope, nothing at all...

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AJA has left longpost after longpost on my works over the years, giving running feedback on my chapters, and they're some of my favorite comments just for how involved and funny they can be. In some small way, I'll return the favor here.

It was my pleasure!

Sadly, all recently discovered portals only go to places like Narnia or Middle Earth. And those are too boring for words.

Cadance noped the fuck out once she was obligated to deal with Tom Bombadil's bullshit.

No you're not, Leafy.

It's not fair to deny her the cross-eyed bear that you gave to her. You-You-You- oughta know.

And she's not even a turtle-type Pokemon!

There's going to be something snapping on her, though!

For as much as I love Umbreon, I think it's the Espeon I most relate to. Given her ability to power up from sunlight, I wonder if she and Celly would get along?

I imagine that if Sike were a shiny form Espeon, she really would be a green new deal.

Or Equestria. Whichever.

Po-tay-to, po-taw-to. Horse pussy, canid knots. Variety is the spice of life.

So name her the team's chief morale officer!

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I'm sure Luna will find the dreams of Pokemon interesting, if she hasn't already. "Princess Cadance! By our starry mane, why dost thou insist on contacting these strange creatures? Their dreams are filled with nothing but food, fighting, and rutting each other senseless!"

"And this is different from the average pegasus, how...?"

I can totally hear this conversation!

Ebon? Edelweiss? I invite you to visit the realm of Thestralslovakia...

We've been spending most our lives, livin' in an incest paradise...

WANTED: Bred and alive.

Eyyyyy!

That's an easy fix. But when her love juices drip to the ground and cause plants to sprout, that's a little harder to hide.

I'm getting FRI flashbacks. Maybe I should add that later...

Glassie had apparently finished off the last of her Hoggin’ Pawz half-gallon carton of ice cream

Nice! That definitely wasn't there when I first preread the story.

I borrowed that reference from Snow Cave.

Well, since I'm pretty sure the Gryphon Express Courier Service doesn't yet run out that way...

It must be Hogwart's School of WItchcraft and Wizardry! You're a wizard, Ebon!

I would too, given it came with a plastic decoder ring that looked like it came out of a crackerjack box.

You'll shoot your eye out, kid!

Oh, come on, Umbie--I'm sure you've I've wanted to explore a Ponyta's passage yourself over the years.

Alas, he never has. If he did, he'd find he can take them all the way to the hilt.

You'd better have! All his stuff is Top Kek.

Feels good, man!

silently cursing his luck and backing away as Glassie strutted up to the two of them like the mayor of Treasure Town.

*boss music plays*

An obvious choice coming from me, but in my mind, the best boss music anyone could ever have.

Hey, I wouldn't want to be asked out by some total doof, either. Especially not by the Pokemon version of Hayseed Turnip Truck

Oh god, I remember him! I wonder if there's clopfic of him? No, I'm not looking for it.

A dimension away, Roseluck didn't understand why she felt suddenly mortified and a terrible urge to faint.

I may have had a couple of old characters of mine in my head when I wrote Sike and Glassie...

You know perfectly well that all she needs is a big, powerful, well-endowed Umbreon to sweep her off her paws, Ebon.

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Come get some, ladies. There's enough of me to go around! Mrrrooowr.

Is this our lovely Glassie or my version of Limestone Pie?

Yes.

Yes, scream my name, Glassie..."

"WHAT?"

"Huh? Oh, Nothing..."

It would be funny if that scene kept going!

I'm greatly enjoying all the added detail so far, and all the sexual tension in this group. I foresee absolutely no indulgences taking place on this most platonic of Eevee teams. Nope, nothing at all...

It's just four young, fit, eeveelutions with ungodly massive ears going on adventures in an AJ Aficionado story...

What could possibly happen!?

“‘Ponyta Passage’?” Sike replied slowly, repeating back the words as if they were spoken in some foreign language. “It’s filled with ponyta, I presume?”

Or it gets filled by other Eevees, Sike.

“Completely understandable, bruh… I mean boss,” Edelweiss quickly added as Ebon cringed slightly.

Can a girl have a bruh moment? I say yes.

“Just my luck they’d have a type-advantage over me. Not that it’ll save them from my blizzard!” A breeze wicked past them, sending a plume of powdery snow from off of Glassie’s back and into the air.

Rainbow Dash would like this girl. I could see her challenging Glassie to a weather control contest.

“I don’t know what lives there, Sike. The message didn’t say and it sorta… caught fire and burned up after my map updated,” Ebon replied delicately.

"It's my fault, though. I'm just too hot an Umbreon."

<gets promptly frozen by an eyerolling Glassie>

“I find the only real item you can truly rely on to save your hide in all situations is the escape orb,” Sike opined. “Retreat is sometimes the best strategy.”

Glassie turned to look at Ebon, clearly upset that she’d had to swap out ‘hail’ for ‘water spout’.

“Stupid, water-type move…” Glassie grumbled, walking away from the Electrivire Link shop. “I feel like such a sell-out…”

Glassie's a class-traitor! And you know what that means!

They wouldn’t have to worry about food and shelter during the six-month-long journey it’d take to get there, but he knew he and his party were going to be really sore before it was all over.

If you know what I mean...

Six and a half months later, their destination came within sight of Team Allure’s caravan.

They were two weeks late because Ebon and Edelweiss kept sleeping in each morning for reasons they weren't at liberty to disclose.

Previous experience had taught Ebon and his team that once you got a glimpse of the kangaskhan statue — a magical access portal to the bank account back in Treasure Town — you’d found the entrance to your mystery dungeon. This particular statue was set in front of a wide-open cave mouth that let up into the mountain; not for the first time he wondered how statues had been transported out there in the first place.

Enslaved house elves from Harry Potter.

“Oh, what is it now, Glassie?” Sike said irritably. “What is your counterpoint to this? Do you think he should be sleeping with all of us? Maybe we can all be evaluated on how well we can suck his…his…”

“His what?” Glassie replied with all the false sweetness of a smiling mawile.

Perfect image.

“Sike, I know you don’t like reading other pokémon’s minds because you prefer not to know what they’re thinking so I’m going to spell it out for you: You’re breathtakingly gorgeous and Ebon has noticed.”

Thank God girls can't read guys' minds. If they could and were in charge, we'd all be locked up for life.

Glassie continued speaking as if she’d heard nothing. “He’s noticed all of us are beautiful, sexual creatures and in his mind, he’s imagined having sex with all three of us. Am I wrong? Tell me, Ebon. Just answer me this one question. Am I wrong?”

Yes. I want to have sex with all three of you at once! he just caught himself from saying out loud, only to remember that Sike could read minds. He looked up to see her cheeks go pale, then bright red as she took several involuntary steps back from him...

I jest. Ebon's trying so hard to be honorable here, but it only makes him all the more desirable.

As she spoke, Glassie’s voice became higher and higher pitched as if she were genuinely in fear. “And to top it all off, their ribbons are all swaying at once! Like they could just jam every one of them inside of you at any moment and no one will even hear you scream!”

Glassie’s head whipped around and looked outside at the growing darkness behind them as if half-expecting an assault of amorous sylveons at any moment.

So Glassie has a weakness other than fire types! Well, you don't have to worry, Glassie. They'd go right past your shaking form and make a beeline for Ebon as an Umbreon anyway, ravaging him with tongue and tendril mercilessly.

Admittedly, the idea of being cornered by a sex-crazed sylveon and taken advantage of did give the weaker-typed umbreon a bit of a thrill which he quickly squelched. That was just a silly obsession and no one else had to know about it.

That and being photographed while it's happening with his helplessness displayed for all to see.

“That was… a most unusual turn of events, I must say,” Edelweiss said in surprise understatement as Ebon could only stare. “But not entirely unwelcome!”

“I take it that you’re thanking me, then,” Glassie replied, frowning back at her.

Edelweiss sighed. “Yes, I suppose I am. Just be gentle with her, okay? This is progress for her, but it can all be ruined in an instant if you push her too far.”

Ebon nodded his agreement, finally finding his voice again. “You’re also going to tell her that this… encounter of yours is a one-time thing so she doesn’t expect wedding bells to come out of all of this.”

Glassie winced. “Yeah, I know how this looks. Just have a little faith in me, okay? You two are the ones who need to go slow and take it easy.”

Thanks for including this sequence. It defines the characters and grounds the story in at least a little more realism to start.

"Ebon looks thick enough to breed a zoroark!"

Or maybe an Alicorn Princess several times his size...

“Brother?”

“Yes, Edelweiss?”

“My tent, now!” she lashed a pair of tendrils around his belly and began dragging him towards her own tent.

“Y-yes, dear!” he said as he made only a half-hearted show of resisting, letting his toeclaws dig into the ground as if he was being dragged there against his will. Which was anything but the case, but they did enjoy a little roleplay now and again.

And Glassie thought sylveons could be assertive! That was the last thought he had before he disappeared inside the tent.

Sexy even without showing anything directly. Enough detail that I could visualize that scene easily.

Excellent opening chapter! It's the attention to detail that really sells this along with taking pains to establish the characters and their personalities as something more than total horndogs. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course...

Really looking forward to more! I'll hit the second chapter tonight.

My first serious attempt at a crossover. Fooler's Rush In doesn't count because it's a complete mess.

What was Foolers Rush In supposed to be a crossover with?

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That's exactly it. It wasn't supposed to be crossed over with anything. What ended up happening was it ended up being crossed over later on with Warcraft.