I slept pretty soundly with Bonnie that night.

Although I got my good however-many-hours I need, I could’ve sworn I felt her moving around a bit, but I was so exhausted after fucking Ashbot that I just ignored her. I had no idea until today of what she was really doing, and to some people it’ll be either really good or really, really weird.

We were still touring Lumiose City for the day, and I wanted to stop into a shop and looking around for a bit. Ash and Clemont weren’t interested, but Bonnie for some reason practically begged me to come along. I agreed since she wouldn’t shut up, and we ventured inside to look around.

It was nothing special, regardless of what the shop windows teased – mostly Pokemon-related clothes and toys. I expected Bonnie to run to the toy aisle and be hypnotized, but instead she was content on trailing behind me.

“So, how was it with the Clembot yesterday?”

I was so busy looking at hats that I barely heard her question. When I did, I froze in my tracks.

“W-What did you just say, Bonnie?” I asked, praying I didn’t hear her correctly.

“Oh, I’m sorry. How was it with ‘Ash’ yesterday?” Bonnie repeated, snickering at the end of her question. “Good thing you’re not allergic to dairy, huh?”

“How do you …” What was she asking me? How did she even know about that?

“Oh, I followed you. I do that a lot.” Bonnie replied, placing her hands on her hips and speaking like this was a completely normal statement. “You dressed my bro’s robot up like Ash, and then a few nights ago you tried to have the real Ash to yourself.”

“Shut up!” I whispered, slapping a hand over her mouth before people started to listen in. “Come with me!” I picked the girl up and slung her over my shoulder, practically running to the dressing room and locking the door behind me. I put Bonnie down, who still wore a smirk on her lips.

“Yep, you could say I’m your biggest supporter; Ashrena forever!” Bonnie said with a quiet cheer. “I’ve been following you guys since you joined us.”

“What the hell does ‘Ashrena’ mean?” I asked. I shook my head. “Never mind; I don’t wanna know. What else do you know, you little spy?” I crossed my arms. “Don’t leave out a single detail. I have some dirt on you, ya know.”

“Y-You do?” Bonnie actually looked nervous; she was still young enough to believe me, empty threat or no. “Okay, I’ll tell you!”

Bonnie, much to my shock and somewhat disgust, had indeed been spying on me since I started traveling with them. She watched me masturbate at night to Ash’s picture, she followed me into the forest when I stole his underwear, and watched me put my fingers in his mouth. She claims she ‘heard’ Pikachu and I leave that night, but didn’t have anything to back that up.

Apparently, Clemont’s almost caught on multiple times, but Bonnie does her best to keep him out of the loop. I don’t know whether to be thankful or angry, especially at the fact that this girl watches me masturbate when she doesn’t even do the deed herself. She didn’t ask me ‘what it was’ which bothers me more – she shouldn’t have any idea.

I had to insist three times that no, she can’t join in for a ‘huge awesome three-way.’ She didn’t even know what a ‘three-way’ was; it was just something she “heard about in her bro’s adult movies.” Exactly how educated is this girl?

“Come on, I bet I’ll be good at it! I can spill milk on you this time!” Bonnie begged. That’s what she thought actually happened? “I’ll even warm it up myself and I’ll spill it all over your butt!”

“… No, Bonnie.” I groaned. “We shouldn’t even be having this conversation. We’re going to go back to the boys and never, ever speak about this again. Do you understand?”

“Nuh-uh!” Bonnie pouted, crossing her arms. “I wanna spill milk on your butt …”

“Please stop saying that.” I sighed. I took Bonnie’s hand in mine, leading her out of the store. It wasn’t long before we found the boys sitting on a nearby bench waiting on us.

“There you are.” Ash said, standing up. “Find anything cool?”

“Nah, nothing big.” I replied. Bonnie pulled away from me, running up to Ash.

“Hey Ash, do we have any mil-mmph!” I slapped a hand over her mouth to silence her. I looked down at her, glaring and shaking my head. Bonnie nodded and I pulled away. “I mean, never mind!”

Ash and Clemont both looked at one another, confused.

“Suggestion!” I said a bit too cheerily, trying my best to change the subject. “Why don’t we go visit Professor Sycamore before we leave?”

“Great idea!” Ash replied. “Let’s go!”

We headed back to the professor’s lab, but I wasn’t too concerned about that – instead, I kept my eyes on Bonnie, who, for some reason, stayed closer than usual to Ash.

“Hey Ash, you’re a really cool trainer.” Bonnie complimented. Ash just smiled and thanked her as he walked. Bonnie smiled back at him and winked, and … started rubbing against his leg. What the fuck is this little girl trying to pull?

“Hey Bonnie, cut that out.” Clemont scolded her. Good call, nerd. “Don’t do that to people, it’s rude.”

“I’m not doing anything wrong!” Bonnie protested, now … rubbing her ass against Ash’s leg when he stopped walking. Okay, I’m getting a bit irked now. “I was just telling Ash how cool he is! He really is awesome, bro!”

“That’s very nice of you, Bonnie, but mind your manners.” Clemont replied. “I’m sure Ash isn’t comfortable with you being all over him like that.”

Ash never said a word, for some reason; he’s probably too busy thinking about how incredibly attractive he thinks I am. What is Bonnie trying to do?

“Fine, meanie!” Bonnie pouted, puffing out her cheeks and crossing her arms. “Big bro is a big meanie!”

“I am not!” Clemont argued.

I tuned them out by this point; Bonnie was keeping away from Ash, and that’s all I cared about. When I watched them bicker, I couldn’t help but notice that Bonnie was blushing throughout the whole thing. What is up with this girl?

After a few more minutes, Clemont and Bonnie finally shut up and we all started to walk again. Not even five minutes later, we came across a large shop with Pokemon supplies in the window. Clemont piped up and said we should probably stock up on Potions and the like, and Ash was quick to agree. Ash is so smart, thinking ahead like that.

Unfortunately for me, this left me alone with Bonnie. I could probably take a second to question her, though.

“So I guess you found out.” Bonnie muttered.

“Uh, found out what?” I asked. “You and your brother argue? All siblings do that. What I’m more concerned about is what you did to Ash.”

“I don’t like Ash like that; I was just … trying to push you in the right direction.” Bonnie replied.

“You’re too young to even be doing any of this!” I spoke a bit too loudly, but I didn’t care. “I can handle my own marriage, thank you!”

“Your own what?” Bonnie looked confused. It took me a minute to realize what I’d said.

“I mean my own love life! You know what I meant!”

“Oh, okay. Whatever.” Bonnie shrugged. “No, I meant you were looking at me when Clemont and I were fighting.”

“Yeah, you didn’t seem all too bothered by him yelling at you.” I replied.

“Truth is, I …” Bonnie trailed off; she didn’t seem too sure whether to trust me or not. She took in a deep breath. “I … like it.”

“… You what?” I’m still not sure what’s going on here.

“You heard me. Do you think I really want to find big bro a wife? I just do that because he gets angry with me.” Bonnie explained. “I love Clemont, and I … well …”

“Just spit it out, already!” I said.

“I LOVE MY BROTHER AND HE’S MINE, OKAY!?”

People were staring at us now. Damn it, Bonnie.

“I want to be his bride! Big bro is mine, no one else’s!” Bonnie continued. She clenched her fists and had a very determined look in her eyes. “Even if he does find a bride, she’ll have to deal with me and Dedenne first!”

Yes, because your little electric football is a huge threat.

I looked around; the initial surprise of a loud voice had worn off, and people were again ignoring us. I moved down to Bonnie’s eye-level and smiled at her; I sort of shared her feelings.

“I feel that way about Ash, Bonnie.” I said. “Only I’m his bride and if another girl looks at him I’ll break her face.”

Bonnie looked downright terrified. I smiled.

“I’m glad we had this talk.” I said. “Clemont has no idea you think this way about him, and I don’t really recommend saying anything until you’re older.”

“You mean until I have boobs, right?”

“Honestly? Yeah, that sounds about right.”