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