Fondue

After this fight, can you make me some of my favorites?

The two Pokemon had been together for a long time, but rarely have had the discussion on whether or not they wanted kids. One day, however, Kaugummi would bring it up to Fang on one of their many outings together. It was a long discussion, sad at first because there was some second guessings, but at the end, they were excited because it meant they could start their own family. They had long talks about how to manage it with Kau living in Havenner Town and Fang living with the Tides of the Moon, but they knew they could make it work. So they spent the night together, hope in their hearts that they would be blessed by the gods, and they went to sleep.

In the morning, they awoke to two, beautiful, colorful eggs nestled in between their snuggled bodies. They spent day and night making sure the eggs would hatch in an optimal environment, with the two of them working together to sing as often as possible and make sure their kids knew the peace of music. After a few days of this, the eggs would crack, and crack, and break open, two perfect little bundles sniffing out from their shells. One, a Buneary-Noibat, as pink as can be, and one an Eevee-Noibat, a mini-me of Fang if they'd ever seen one. The two Pokemon were named Fondant and Fondue, and after some deliberation and agreements, Fang would take Fondant with him back to the Tides, and Fondue would stay with Kaugummi in Havenner Town, with visits as a family at least once a week so the siblings would still be well-acquainted with each other.

Fondue is the more lowkey, confident of the two siblings, and really enjoys trying the desserts his dad makes, to an almost obsessive degree. This has refined the Eevee-Noibat's palette and has given him the know-how on advisisng if something he makes is really tasty, or if something needs to be adjusted in the recipe. Kaugummi appreciates his son's input dearly, and always encourages him to follow his heart and tell him the truth about something he makes, even if it hurts his feelings for just a moment. Fondue is very close with his sister, Fondant, and loves to bring her some of his favorite new sweets their dad's been making. They snack on the sweets while Fondant sings to him, and he loves knowing his sister is doing okay out there with their papa.

It had been quite some time of the same routine of trying sweets and helping his dad pick out which ones were good and which ones were not so great. However, issues arose when at some point, Fondue got very, very sick. The clinic told the two of them that his sickness stemmed from an overindulgence of the sweets, and that Fondue had to be more careful about how much he was eating. Kaugummi banned Fondue from taste-testing for a while as a result, so the frustrated Pokemon needed to find an alternative to his normal hobby. When he saw the Noivern-Delibird fusion, Strider, walk out of the arena one day, it gave him an idea to try and see how good he would be at battling. It would help him burn off the sweets and maybe prevent future sickness by staying fit and having a routine outside of taste-testing, so he figured why not.

He trained under Strider for some time, in which he learned the best moves for certain battles and learned when he needed to simply use his physical power to win a battle. Fondue was getting pumped up for his first battle- the thrill of it pumped through his body, and once he was set out into the stadium, and the horn was blown, he was off. He was quite a bit smaller than his opponent, but being mentored by the current reigning champion had its upsides, so he was able to effortlessly strategize how to win this battle. He was getting tired, but his opponent was more tired than he was. Feeling the excitement of battle, and being grateful to Strider for taking him on on this opportunity, he let out a fierce cry and exploded into a flash of light as he went into his finishing move. As the dust settled and the light began to fade, a Brawleon-Noivern was standing, triumphant, over the rivaling baattler, a toothy grin stretched across his face. Not only had Fondue won, he had evolved and become stronger, and more suited for battle.

Since this time spend away from the sweets, Fondue has learned to eat the sweets in moderation, and mostly only to help his dad out. But when he wasn't taste-testing the treats, he was out there, battling for his health, to fulfill his new desire to be the best, and never make his dad worry about him getting sick ever again.