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The first part of a story Carlito requested starring his flying, metallic nudist bird-girl.
And yes, the title stinks. Any suggestions on that front will be appreciated.
And yes, the title stinks. Any suggestions on that front will be appreciated.
Category Story / Pokemon
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 86.5 kB
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Skylar Ferrotti in: Parent Troubles
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Skylar Ferrotti's day started like they all did...with her having to get practically pushed out of the nest by her roommate. “Come on chica, we gotta vaminos!” Neve pressed as she rapped Skylar on the head.
“Gimme five more minutes--” Skylar murmured as she buried her face under her wing.
“Getcho lazy aluminum ass outta bed!” The sneasel snapped as she tipped Skylar's nest over with her foot, until the naked skarmory spilled out onto the floor.
Skylar yelped. “NEVE!”
“Get your pants on and les jes' get to class, 'kay?” She sighed. “I got a tes' first period an' I don' need your help in flunkin' it...”
“And here I thought you and John spent all weekend studying for it.” Skylar teased as she turned around and started dressing, pretending to ignore the glare Neve was shooting at her back.
Neve crossed her arms. “I DID study.” She mumbled. “Just...not with John.”
The skarmory grinned. “Oho, you two busy doing something else? Just WHO did you study with?”
“Eh, Michi and René had a study session.” Neve waved her off. “Le's go.”
With a shrug Skylar followed her out. “Just give me a second to check my mail.” She said as she checked the student mail boxes in the dorm's atrium.
“Why? You 'spectin' t'win a free waxing job or somethin'?” Neve asked as Skylar grabbed her mail.
“I've got one scheduled for next week.” Skylar stuck out her tongue. “Naah I'm just—Oh, a letter from dad.” She used one of a razor sharp talons like a letter opener to neatly slice the end open. She unfolded the letter and scanned it quickly. Her face suddenly seemed to grow long, her beak fairly drooping.
“What?” Neve's ear twitched. “What is it?”
“--Nothing.” Skylar jammed the letter into her pocket. “Let's get going. You have a test to take, right?”
“Yeah, but what was—”
“It's nothing.” The skarmory said, as if from someplace far away, her voice oddly serious and even. “Come on.”
“Are you sure chica, cuz—” Skylar whirled on her.
“I SAID...it's nothing, all right?” She visibly had to fight to control herself. Even her talons were bunched into fists. Neve nodded numbly, taken aback.
“...Si.”
The trip to school was a silent one. When they finally arrived, Neve turned to go to her first class. “See you later chica.” She bit her lip. “I no very good at this, but if you need t'talk...”
“I know and...thanks Neve.” Skylar walked away. Her first period was canceled today so she just loitered about near the front doors. She sighed as she leaned against a door. “What am I gonna do?” She moaned as she held her head. Then from above, an answer came.
“Hi Sky!” Skylar looked up to see Romano Gligax grinning at her as she hung about the doorway outside...literally. She was hanging upside down, using her tail to latch around the top of the door frame. “What's up tall and shiny?”
Skylar grinned. She liked the loopy batgirl. She always had the latest gossip, the funniest stories about René, and was almost as free an individual when it came to her body as Skylar was...and she was the only other person at the PCA who really GOT her. Skylar still wasn't sure just why that was.
“What's up?” Skylar asked.
“The ground.” Romano grinned. “You should try this! It's fun having all the brain rush to your blood! Oops!” She giggled. “Anyway, it's great for the figure!”
“Really?”
“Sure! Why my great-grandmother is pushing ninety-two and she's as firm as ever! So what's new?”
Skylar shrugged. “Nothing much.”
Romano didn't buy it. She detached her self and flipped down from the door frame. “Come on...”
“I got a letter from dad.” Skylar grinned but couldn't quite make it seem as sincere as it should.
“Your dad? Lt. Colonel Augustus Ferrotti of Sinnoh?” Romano asked, a hint of something else underlying her curiosity.
“General actually, but yeah.” The metallic bird sighed. “He's coming into the city for some conference or other.”
Romano suppressed a grimace. “Oh, and having the dad in town'll cramp your style for the next few days?”
“I WISH that was it.” Skylar groaned. “I love my dad, but he's a total control freak. A military mon's military mon. Everything has to be JUST so.” She settled back against. “I've told you what he was like when I was growing up. Everything structured and regimented to the point where I had no free time to call my own. It was just one military academy after another, intensive training instead of making friends. Not that I ever had time to make any, what with moving whenever dad got a new posting.”
Romano nodded sympathetically. “My family's moved around a bit too.” She said, leaving it at that rather large understatement.
Skylar sighed. “After mom and I finally convinced him to let me come to a more normal school like the PCA—” She went on, ignoring the snort of amusement from Romano at that statement. “--as opposed to another military academy, he's pretty much left me alone. His assignments keep him from keeping too close an eye on me. So long as I get good grades, which I have.” Her face fell. “But the second he comes here dad's going to find out about some of my more excessive acts—”
“Excessive?!” Romano blinked. “Sky, its a toss-up between you and René for the title of 'mon seen naked most often by the wider school public!' And YOU do it voluntarily!”
“I know, I KNOW! ALL RIGHT?” Skylar exclaimed. “I've never had this much freedom before and after all those rules and regs—I kinda lost my head, okay? You're lucky Romano, you've never had to live under so many restrictions that you just can't even BE a normal kid!”
Something flickered in Romano's eyes but she schooled her face to reveal nothing of what she was thinking. Something she'd learned over the last ten years of hiding, switching names and identities so often that she couldn't even remember what her birth name was anymore. Even some of her past identities seemed so vague and far away to her that they might have as well BEEN other people.
“Yeah...I guess not.” The gligar said evenly. She sighed. “I suppose the best thing to do would be to downplay your behavior and try to avoid having him run into anyone who, um...knows you, really.”
“So, I take it I shouldn't introduce you two?” Skylar quipped. Romano shook her head quickly, not trusting herself to speak. “Anyway, that's not the biggest problem I have.” The bird-girl grimaced. “Dad's....not fond of electric types.”
Romano winced. “Oh....”
The skarmory sighed. “He...he thinks they're flighty, scatter-brained, unreliable, and generally useless.”
“Um the first two things could just as easily apply to you, ya know.” Romano pointed out. Skylar just glared at her. “So I guess he doesn't really like your leader huh?” When Skylar didn't answer Romano put two and two together. “...He DOES know that your team leader is a parchisu? As is your team's coach?”
“Not as such...” Skylar winced. “I told him that Dominic is a growlithe and haven't even mentioned Tessa...and he sorta has the idea that I'M the leader.”
“YOU?!” Romano gaped. “LEADER of the Krimsons? Oh Skylar...”
“I never SAID that I was leader!” Skylar defended herself. “He just assumed that I was! You know...dads thinking the world of their daughters and what with all my military training and background and—”
“And did you ever correct his 'assumption?' ” Romano asked, knowing the answer in advance. Skylar sighed.
“...I am SO screwed.” She moaned. “And I can't even tell the others—I never told them about my dad being a...a...”
“Bigot?” Romano suggested. Skylar nodded reluctantly.
“I didn't want them thinking badly of me so I never told them—I mean, I don't think they way my dad does I just....didn't want them to hurt them.” She mumbled. “And he's coming the day after tomorrow! What do I do?”
Romano bit her lip. “Um...panic?”
“Yeah...I got that part down thanks.” Skylar covered her face. Romano sighed.
“Well if there's anything I can do to help...” She offered. Skylar's head came up.
“They're just might be.” She said. “Come on, I've got an idea!”
Romano winced. “This can't end well...”
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To Be Continued...
Skylar Ferrotti in: Parent Troubles
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Skylar Ferrotti's day started like they all did...with her having to get practically pushed out of the nest by her roommate. “Come on chica, we gotta vaminos!” Neve pressed as she rapped Skylar on the head.
“Gimme five more minutes--” Skylar murmured as she buried her face under her wing.
“Getcho lazy aluminum ass outta bed!” The sneasel snapped as she tipped Skylar's nest over with her foot, until the naked skarmory spilled out onto the floor.
Skylar yelped. “NEVE!”
“Get your pants on and les jes' get to class, 'kay?” She sighed. “I got a tes' first period an' I don' need your help in flunkin' it...”
“And here I thought you and John spent all weekend studying for it.” Skylar teased as she turned around and started dressing, pretending to ignore the glare Neve was shooting at her back.
Neve crossed her arms. “I DID study.” She mumbled. “Just...not with John.”
The skarmory grinned. “Oho, you two busy doing something else? Just WHO did you study with?”
“Eh, Michi and René had a study session.” Neve waved her off. “Le's go.”
With a shrug Skylar followed her out. “Just give me a second to check my mail.” She said as she checked the student mail boxes in the dorm's atrium.
“Why? You 'spectin' t'win a free waxing job or somethin'?” Neve asked as Skylar grabbed her mail.
“I've got one scheduled for next week.” Skylar stuck out her tongue. “Naah I'm just—Oh, a letter from dad.” She used one of a razor sharp talons like a letter opener to neatly slice the end open. She unfolded the letter and scanned it quickly. Her face suddenly seemed to grow long, her beak fairly drooping.
“What?” Neve's ear twitched. “What is it?”
“--Nothing.” Skylar jammed the letter into her pocket. “Let's get going. You have a test to take, right?”
“Yeah, but what was—”
“It's nothing.” The skarmory said, as if from someplace far away, her voice oddly serious and even. “Come on.”
“Are you sure chica, cuz—” Skylar whirled on her.
“I SAID...it's nothing, all right?” She visibly had to fight to control herself. Even her talons were bunched into fists. Neve nodded numbly, taken aback.
“...Si.”
The trip to school was a silent one. When they finally arrived, Neve turned to go to her first class. “See you later chica.” She bit her lip. “I no very good at this, but if you need t'talk...”
“I know and...thanks Neve.” Skylar walked away. Her first period was canceled today so she just loitered about near the front doors. She sighed as she leaned against a door. “What am I gonna do?” She moaned as she held her head. Then from above, an answer came.
“Hi Sky!” Skylar looked up to see Romano Gligax grinning at her as she hung about the doorway outside...literally. She was hanging upside down, using her tail to latch around the top of the door frame. “What's up tall and shiny?”
Skylar grinned. She liked the loopy batgirl. She always had the latest gossip, the funniest stories about René, and was almost as free an individual when it came to her body as Skylar was...and she was the only other person at the PCA who really GOT her. Skylar still wasn't sure just why that was.
“What's up?” Skylar asked.
“The ground.” Romano grinned. “You should try this! It's fun having all the brain rush to your blood! Oops!” She giggled. “Anyway, it's great for the figure!”
“Really?”
“Sure! Why my great-grandmother is pushing ninety-two and she's as firm as ever! So what's new?”
Skylar shrugged. “Nothing much.”
Romano didn't buy it. She detached her self and flipped down from the door frame. “Come on...”
“I got a letter from dad.” Skylar grinned but couldn't quite make it seem as sincere as it should.
“Your dad? Lt. Colonel Augustus Ferrotti of Sinnoh?” Romano asked, a hint of something else underlying her curiosity.
“General actually, but yeah.” The metallic bird sighed. “He's coming into the city for some conference or other.”
Romano suppressed a grimace. “Oh, and having the dad in town'll cramp your style for the next few days?”
“I WISH that was it.” Skylar groaned. “I love my dad, but he's a total control freak. A military mon's military mon. Everything has to be JUST so.” She settled back against. “I've told you what he was like when I was growing up. Everything structured and regimented to the point where I had no free time to call my own. It was just one military academy after another, intensive training instead of making friends. Not that I ever had time to make any, what with moving whenever dad got a new posting.”
Romano nodded sympathetically. “My family's moved around a bit too.” She said, leaving it at that rather large understatement.
Skylar sighed. “After mom and I finally convinced him to let me come to a more normal school like the PCA—” She went on, ignoring the snort of amusement from Romano at that statement. “--as opposed to another military academy, he's pretty much left me alone. His assignments keep him from keeping too close an eye on me. So long as I get good grades, which I have.” Her face fell. “But the second he comes here dad's going to find out about some of my more excessive acts—”
“Excessive?!” Romano blinked. “Sky, its a toss-up between you and René for the title of 'mon seen naked most often by the wider school public!' And YOU do it voluntarily!”
“I know, I KNOW! ALL RIGHT?” Skylar exclaimed. “I've never had this much freedom before and after all those rules and regs—I kinda lost my head, okay? You're lucky Romano, you've never had to live under so many restrictions that you just can't even BE a normal kid!”
Something flickered in Romano's eyes but she schooled her face to reveal nothing of what she was thinking. Something she'd learned over the last ten years of hiding, switching names and identities so often that she couldn't even remember what her birth name was anymore. Even some of her past identities seemed so vague and far away to her that they might have as well BEEN other people.
“Yeah...I guess not.” The gligar said evenly. She sighed. “I suppose the best thing to do would be to downplay your behavior and try to avoid having him run into anyone who, um...knows you, really.”
“So, I take it I shouldn't introduce you two?” Skylar quipped. Romano shook her head quickly, not trusting herself to speak. “Anyway, that's not the biggest problem I have.” The bird-girl grimaced. “Dad's....not fond of electric types.”
Romano winced. “Oh....”
The skarmory sighed. “He...he thinks they're flighty, scatter-brained, unreliable, and generally useless.”
“Um the first two things could just as easily apply to you, ya know.” Romano pointed out. Skylar just glared at her. “So I guess he doesn't really like your leader huh?” When Skylar didn't answer Romano put two and two together. “...He DOES know that your team leader is a parchisu? As is your team's coach?”
“Not as such...” Skylar winced. “I told him that Dominic is a growlithe and haven't even mentioned Tessa...and he sorta has the idea that I'M the leader.”
“YOU?!” Romano gaped. “LEADER of the Krimsons? Oh Skylar...”
“I never SAID that I was leader!” Skylar defended herself. “He just assumed that I was! You know...dads thinking the world of their daughters and what with all my military training and background and—”
“And did you ever correct his 'assumption?' ” Romano asked, knowing the answer in advance. Skylar sighed.
“...I am SO screwed.” She moaned. “And I can't even tell the others—I never told them about my dad being a...a...”
“Bigot?” Romano suggested. Skylar nodded reluctantly.
“I didn't want them thinking badly of me so I never told them—I mean, I don't think they way my dad does I just....didn't want them to hurt them.” She mumbled. “And he's coming the day after tomorrow! What do I do?”
Romano bit her lip. “Um...panic?”
“Yeah...I got that part down thanks.” Skylar covered her face. Romano sighed.
“Well if there's anything I can do to help...” She offered. Skylar's head came up.
“They're just might be.” She said. “Come on, I've got an idea!”
Romano winced. “This can't end well...”
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To Be Continued...
...That reminds me of an episode of the Super Friends, Where Major Glory found out his uber-strict military trainers, Uncle Sam was come visiting, and he made all his roomies pretend to be normal, respectable people... only to find out that Uncle Sam in his retirement, had become a laid-back stoner.
# father thinks electric types are WHAT?!
Galna: Ack! Calm down commrad! *grabs her with all four arms*
Qiao: if i see him i'm going to light up his ass till its glowing hot red!
Alex: but your blind dead eye *Qiao thunder bolts Alex*
Qiao: i know, but i'll find him
Alex: X_x uuuuhhhh.....
Galna: Ack! Calm down commrad! *grabs her with all four arms*
Qiao: if i see him i'm going to light up his ass till its glowing hot red!
Alex: but your blind dead eye *Qiao thunder bolts Alex*
Qiao: i know, but i'll find him
Alex: X_x uuuuhhhh.....
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