This Is Love

Author's Note: The story is pretty much drabbles written and is weaved with the theme of love /cheesy This story deals with relationships of an Elekid with another type (expect ground ice and steel because /lazy) This is in no particular order, get ready to get confused (-: (the messy part is part of the concept) Also, I'll be asking for a very detailed grade because /rusty

Slightly inspired by This Is Love by Super Junior.

Target: Elekid
Rank: Simple
CC: 17691~ (MY LONGEST STORY ON URPG EVER)(AND ITS FOR A SIMPLE)

Fairy​

"Now, maybe a little bit of this to give your face a softer glow?" she said, as she applied make-up to my face with her dainty hands.

We were in the dressing room of a studio. She was my own make-up artist, because she liked being hands-on with her interests. Clefairy was always into cosmetics and generally making everyone aesthetically appealing. Now, she let her full potential shine on our little activity.

"Hmm, how about this suit? I think it compliments you well," Clefairy said while handing me the suit.

I wore it carefully, so as not to ruin the make-up. With how the way the suit is striped, not too big and not too small, I can say it complements my body. I am striped in my own self, three stripes of black and the symbol of lightning on the top went along with my yellow body. Because of that, I thought Clefairy wanted to make my own stripes into something classy and formal. I guess I can read her thoughts after all the times we've been together.

"Your hands aren't fit for gloves, so I guess you just hide it during the photoshoot," she noted.

I guess she's right. My yellow hands were stubby and my fingers were pretty much nonexistent. They made good fists for ThunderPunch, but she didn't really approve much of battling.

"This top hat should hide your plug-prongs enough," Clefairy said.

Top hats were always the main concern of our photoshoots. She thought that my plug-like horns aren't up to her aesthetic standards. Because of that, she often had hard times thinking how to hide it. Now, maybe she'll let it slide this way so that her, our, day would not be ruined.

"There! You look classy. I'll just prepare for my own," she exclaimed in joy.

As she entered to her own dressing room, I looked at myself in the mirror. I did look like a very dandy Elekid.

I waited for sometime before she called out to me to help her move her to the venue of our photoshoot. When I opened the door, I was mesmerized, just like in our previous pictorials. She was wearing a long gown, blue and white with frills and ribbons. Underneath it is a pedestal, since her height could not accommodate such a long dress. She's on the smaller side, almost half of my own, but she could manage wearing these gowns. The choice of color complemented her pink, round body. The sleeves are short enough for her also short hands. Her feet are also stubby, like mine, but hers ended up like she was a pointed star, unlike mine who still had feet to stand on. Her brown ears wiggled slightly, a trait that often showed up in her excitement. A ribbon served to hide the pink curl on the top of her head.

I carried her, princess-style, to the venue and placed her in another pedestal. The backdrop is green, so that she could edit the picture to something more glamorous, a castle's grand hall, I expected. The camera is front of us, controlled by a button she held. Everything under her control, just like she wanted.

"Ready?" Clefairy asked.

I nodded, and faced the camera.

Click!

Psychic​

"Ah, so you're mad at me?" Smoochum asked, the early signs of anger seething in every word.

"No, I–"

"Don't even bother sugarcoating it! I can read your thoughts!"

"What I'm trying to say is–"

"That I'm too intrusive in our relationship? That I read your mind too much?"

"Yes, but–"

"No, I won't concede. Here I am wanting to know how you're doing but you're just complaining!"

"Well, since you know about it–"

"Because I'm not going to be fine with someone who's unhappy with my own good deeds!"

"Then we–"

"Break-up? Fine! I can find myself a better Elekid than you!"

"Fine!" I shouted, while leaving and slamming the door.

I walked away from her house and from her. In each step, her appearance, her short yellow hair, her large eyes and tiny lips, her white and pink body with stubby arms and feet, all rot away into a bitter memory, sealed away in my mind, never to return.

Ghost​

Lately, I've been bothered by something mysterious. Every night, the back of my head tingled, as if someone afar was looking at me. In my home, while night-jogging at the nearby park, eating dinner in restaurants, everywhere I feel restless. Hopefully, I was just being paranoid and being an over-thinker. Being alone can be distracting.

This night, I decided to go to the park, cooling myself in the summer wind. The full moon is bright today. The atmosphere is relaxing, and I have not felt anything ever since the sun set a while ago.

"E-Elekid?" a voice called out behind me.

For some reason, it felt familiar, as if I heard that from somewhere else. I looked behind and saw the source. It was a Misdreavus, her glowing black head of a body contrasted by the pink highlights in her wavy hair and the also pink beads in her necklace. The lower part, seemingly like black curtains, flowed like the wind caused it.

"Yes?" I asked. She seemed really familiar.

"I-I've seen you lately. While jogging here and everywhere," she shyly said, a tinge of pink showing in her cheeks.

That was why she was familiar. She was the unknown presence I've been feeling.

"Okay, I see." I could sense her emotions. "I think I know what you're thinking, but if you want to be friends, please approach me normally. I feel weird when I'm being stalked," I said, hopefully with a friendly tone. I stood up from the bench and started to walk away.

"O-okay. Sure," she said. She did not follow, but I can sense from behind that she smiled brightly.

As bright as the full moon above.

Dark​

"You'd think I wouldn't know about that girl?" Sableye was going berserk for some reason again.

"What girl are you talking about?" I asked her, looking at her straight in her eyes of diamonds.

"That Spinda you helped at the park! I was going to surprise you by joining you with your jogging but you're with someone else already!"

"I just helped her–"

"Don't me! Not me, someone else instead!" Oh no, once she goes incomprehensible with her speech, she was about to go physical.

"Fine! We'll talk later once you calm yourself down," I said while quickly going out of her house before she uses her purple claws on me and tackle me with her elf-like body.

Dragon​

"This relationship won't work," Dratini said, tears flowing out of her precious black eyes. Her long, slender, blue and white body shivered ever so slightly, which was unlike her. She was always confident and sure of herself, but now she's not her usual self.

"We could try to talk with your parents," I asked in desperation.

She shook her head, with the actual confidence I've wanted in her but not now. "I've seen this already! My previous suitor was thrashed violently by Father. It's a miracle he went home alive."

"We'll never know if we tried, right?"

"No, I'm sure. My parents are conservative and elitist, as much I hate calling them such."

"Still, I'll try. We've been through times as difficult as this," I said, my confidence as a façade.

She was silent.

"Okay, I'll go next week. No matter what," I finally said. I stood up and bid my farewell.

As I went back home, I prepared myself for the Great Wall I am about to climb. This was for all what Dratini and I have been through.

I wondered who was her previous suitor was and how would an Elekid like me would compare.

Grass​

"How much would this bouquet be?" I asked to the florist.

The florist turned around from the flowers she was tending to. She was a Roselia, her head adorned with a three-point crown and a pair of eyes with long eyelashes. She was watering with the dew from the blue and red rose each on her hands. Water Sport, I assume. Her leafy dress were slightly wet with the due.

"That bouquet of white roses would be 750 bucks," she said with a smile on her face.

I paid for the roses, and looked around some more. I still had time.

"What are those roses for? Is it for your girlfriend?" the florist asked.

"Yes. Today's her death anniversary."

"Oh, I didn't know. Sorry," she said, a frown reaching her face.

"It's alright. I slightly moved on, but it hurts from time to time."

"I understand. If you don't mind, what was she like?" the Roselia asked.

I guess I had some time.

Flying​

Togekiss soared above the forest nearby the mountain we hiked. She looked so happy while she flapped her big wings and the wind hugged her avian body. The bits of blue and red in her body and head adorn the blue sky.

"Whoo! You should definitely try this, my Elekid!" she shouted over the distance.

"No, I'm fine here!" I replied. I am really fine, flying a kite with the strong winds in the mountaintop. Flying did seem fun, full of freedom and adventure.

But Togekiss deserved the gift of flight. Ever since she was a Togetic, she was frail and sickly. Her tiny wings back then could only make her hover. Her body were as fragile as glass. But now, she evolved out of her decrepit shell, and became the better version of her. Now, I wanted her to experience the freedom and independence she didn't have back then.

It was the new start of her life, a new dawn.

Fighting​

One! Punch. Two! Punch.

We were training in Mienfoo's dojo. It was a simple wooden room with punching bags and other related training materials. Ever since I've been with Mienfoo, it had been around seven or eight months, I've been into training.

"You're doing great!" she said as an encouragement.

"You too," I replied back. A short reply, since she was also busy with her own training.

She was even more into training than I am. Her red and being training clothes showed signs of heavy sweating. Her small hands and feet attack like whips as she hit the punching bag. Her weasel face, glistened with sweat, was filled with beautiful determination.

It went on for an hour, and after than we took a break. Before all of this, I was weak, I would even collapse after a short time in this training session. Now, I'm nearly as strong as Mienfoo. I was no longer fragile, and now we're reaching towards our own evolution. I credited these changes to her, because without her, all of these would have been impossible

She came back from the pantry with snacks and drinks. "Hey Elekid," she said as she tossed the food towards my direction, "nice job- woah! Look at you!" she suddenly exclaimed.

I quickly looked at myself, at my hands and body. I was glowing in a mysterious light.

Bug​

The flower garden's as bright as before. Roses were vibrant, daisies were abundant. Varieties of flowers are growing. But the Beautifly going around them was what I was truly observing.

When I first visited the flower garden, to relax and unwind my busy thoughts, the Beautifly was visiting each flower, sapping nectar and causing pollination for all. The vivid colors in her wings were similar to the flowers, and the image flood my eyes and my mind. Since then, I always visited the garden.

Today, I brought a book to read while the Spring sun warms the air around. I see the Beautifly again, doing what she does best. I looked at her for so long that I forgot about my book. At some time, she looked at me, possibly sensed my own stare.

I smiled. She smiled back.

Water​

"Just let it all out, okay? Just cry," I said.

Vaporeon continued crying. She let out all her emotions on me today. Her parents were killed by an unknown entity, and became a bloody mess. Then, her home was invaded and her valuables, some are gifts from me, were stolen. To add to the list of tragedies, she lashed out her stress on her best friend, which had sealed off their friendship, hopefully just temporarily.

Her sapphire eyes still flowed with tears. Her mermaid-like frilled head still drooped and her body, a mix of a four-footed creature and a mermaid's tail, were still shivering in shock. I wanted to caress her, to make her calm down, but I know that would make it worse.

Throughout our relationship, there were no physical contact. It was not because of my electricity, but because of her physical trauma. She had yet to open up about it, but I knew that touching her would cause panic attacks and fainting. I understood her, and now I couldn't comfort her physically.

"Here, listen to this while I go somewhere. I'll be back quickly." I placed my phone beside her and played a song she liked. The title was "Baby, Don't Cry," a song I don't understand because of the language barrier, but I liked to listen to it because the emotions gets through me.

I stood up, unnoticed by her, and went to her best friend's house. I hope she could still help her.

Fire​

"Happy birthday, my Braixen!" I said happily.

I showed her the cake. Chocolate flavored, the way she liked cakes, with green letterings that greeted her special occasion. A lone candle stood on the cake, unlit.

"Why is the candle not doing its job?" she asked.

"It's because you're supposed to light it up, you know," I laughed.

"Ha-ha. Very funny." She shrugged the cake off, her dress-shaped yellow fur going along with her motions. I could see that her foxy face flashed her foxy smile from behind. I could see it because the tuft of her red hair on her yellow foxy ears are giggling along with her bushy tail.

"How about when you did the same thing with your surprise birthday party for me? You asked me to light up the room with my own electricity!" I jested.

She turned around and laughed. "Okay, okay! I get it. Hee-hee," she said as she lit up her own candle. "But remove that silly birthday hat, your plug-horns look much more festive!"

It was a very happy birthday indeed.

Rock​

"Hey, where are we now?" I asked Carbink as she pushed me to our destination. I was blindfolded.

"We're close! Don't worry, I won't push off the cliff." I felt slightly worried.

She continued to push me towards her surprise. It was actually more like tackling me softly, since she didn't have hands. She's like a top made out of rocks and blue minerals. Her head protruded out of her body, and her face reminded me of fairies, especially how her blue eyes had those mischievous twinkle.

After sometime of orienteering and hiking (I could sense that we were on a mountain because the walking felt like climbing stairs instead), Carbink said, "We're here, Elekid! Remove your blindfold because, well, I can't."

I removed my blindfold, and after recovering from the temporary blindness, I saw the view from the mountaintop. The place felt familiar, as if I came here before. I can feel the familiar wind, the surge of freedom, the sense of flight, a great tragedy. The memory of falling from the great heights, from the sky to the forest below. I could slowly remember it now.

"Do you like it? This is my favorite view!" I could only hear the faint voice of Carbink.

Without knowing it, a single tear fell out of my eye before I collapsed and fainted.

Normal​

It was another morning at the park. I did my usual jog for my exercise regimen. After around three laps, I noticed a Spinda who sat on the ground and looking dizzy.

"Are you okay?" I asked in kindness. I could not just let someone who was tired alone.

"I'm okay, I need water but I forgot my water bottle at home," she replied with obvious fatigue. She looked sweaty as her red and light beige fur glistened. Her long ears drooped and her eyes looked more tired and dizzy (but most Spinda look dizzy at normal conditions).

"Here you go." I gave my own water bottle, which its contents is specialized with electrolytes and vitamins for sporty bodies like me.

"Would you want to continue? I could join you just in case you collapse again," I asked, but mostly out of politeness. It would be bad if my girlfriend would learn about this and misinterpret it altogether.

"I'd like to. Thanks," she said as she stood up.

We continued to jog. I made sure to watch her closely to prevent any further injury.

Poison​

I've been seeing this Vileplume lately. She was a resident in the local flower garden. She tends to her flowers during the afternoon, when the sun turns the sky into an orange hue. She makes the flowers more fragrant with her Sweet Scent emanating from the huge red flower on her head, which is carried by just her head and small hands and feet, which are of a violet color shadowed by the shade of the flower. I could also see her sprinkling some powders colored green, yellow and purple. I could guess it's a florist's secret formula.

I really wanted to meet her, so one day I went towards her while she was tending the flowers, try to make small talk and stuff.

Before I said hi, she suddenly released her secret formula powders. It suddenly engulfed me and simultaneously felt drowsiness, stiffness, and sickness. I managed to get her attention before I collapsed.

Before I fainted, the realization reached me. Sleep Powder. Stun Spore. Poison Powder.

Electric​

We just finished the last song in our gig. We were playing in a well-known bar as the band "Kuryente." I was in charge of the bass guitar while my other bandmate, Emolga, was our singer. She could belt out high vocals even while gliding above the crowd as a flyer.

"Thank you, everyone! We'll be here next week, so please listen to us, same time same place!" She really knew how to fire up the audience. She glided above the audience with her yellow flap on her arms and feet, thanking the crowd a bit more closer and personal.

She went back to the stage. "Once again, thank you! But before we go, I'd like to make an announcement." She smiled widely, her mouse-like face adding in to the cuteness.

She went closer to my direction, and in front of me she said, "Elekid, after all we've been through, all the gigs we've done, all the stories we've shared, I just wanted to give thanks and especially this."

She went closer and gave me a kiss. The crowd was the loudest they could be.

 

Claiming. Grade will be up maybe today, but probably some time before the end of the week.

 

Story Stuff
I'll try to make this as detailed as possible for you since that's what you asked for. It's been a while since I've graded anything, but when you need money, you'll do anything for it, including grading stories. Such is life in the URPG.

I admit I've never seen a story written in a series of drabbles in the URPG, so this is a first for me. I like how you took a unique way of touching on Elekid's relationship with Pokemon from each of the types, with the exception of Ground, Ice, and Steel, a detail I'll touch on in the next section. Having written a handful of drabbles myself before, I understand they're shorter stories and there's not as much room for detail within each one because they're meant to be short. There's a general theme of love and romance among these drabbles and the failed relationships between the Pokemon only for Elekid to find love with a fellow Electric type. Some of the drabbles seem to focus more on friendship than romance though. For example, I get a vibe of friendship in Clefairy and Mienfoo's stories rather than a potential romantic relationship. Not a bad thing though since they all have a relationship theme.

That said, I found it rather... stereotypical, for lack of a better term, that the "darker" types, such as Dark and Ghost, had the poor results when it came to Elekid finding love whereas the "happier" types, such as Grass and Fire, had better results. The results for the "happier" types didn't necessarily end in happiness, but they just seemed overall more cheerful than the "darker" types. It seems rather stereotypical that that would be the case. It wasn't the case with all types as the Water type, something I'd consider to be "happier" had the darker undertones to it, but that was the overall vibe I got from this.

Detail Stuff
Alright, so up front, even before I get into the story itself, I learn that there's no details between the relationship Elekid has with a Pokemon of the Ground, Ice, and Steel types. That's a little disappointing, I admit, because if you're going to go through the trouble of writing drabbles for fifteen of the eighteen types, why not go through the trouble of writing an extra 300 words or so for the last three types? You cite laziness as an excuse, but that's not really a good one.

In the Fairy section/story, why does Clefairy need Elekid's help to get to the room where they're taking the pictures? Can she not walk around with the dress on? If it's too long, she could just hold it up; that's typically what females do when their dress is too long and they have to walk around in, assuming they can't get it hemmed for whatever reason. (That or constantly trip over it like I did when I went to my school's junior prom because my dress was too long. xD) I'm also curious as to why they have to hide some features of their bodies, like Elekid's hands or the curl on top of Clefairy's head. That's not really explained here.

The story of Spinda comes after the story with Sableye. I feel like Spinda's story should have come just before Sableye's, just so that it makes sense. While I'm on that note, Spinda and Sableye's stories are the only ones that are really connected. Yes, they're all connected in that they all share the theme of love, but Spinda's story is referenced again in Sableye's story. If two of the stories are connected in this manner, I feel like they all should be.

I also noticed that it seemed like Elekid evolved into Electabuzz during the Fighting story. I'm torn as to whether or not that should be an ending point or if Elekid finding love should be the ending point. Given the theme of the story, I'm more inclined to agree that the latter should be the ending. That said, it seems odd that Elekid evolving is in the middle of the story, and it's never actually mentioned as an Electabuzz in the seven stories that follow. Something like that probably should have gone closer to the end if you didn't want to refer to Elekid as an Electabuzz, or you should have just referred to Elekid as an Electabuzz in the subsequent stories. Basically, I'm just concerned about the casual mention of an evolution that's not really referred to again.

I think a lot of the details are messy because like you said, the story itself is messy, which you said was intentional. That, combined with the shorter length of the drabbles, leaves room for error. This grade is also probably a little messy, which is likely due in part to me having not graded for so long and also how long it's been since I graded; I apologize if it is indeed messy, but hopefully it all makes sense. (If not, you can always hunt me down for clarification.)

Grammar Stuff
A lot of your errors could be corrected with a second read through of the story. I'm not going to bother pointing all those out because I trust that you can find those on your own, and I don't want to fluff this up unnecessarily.

I think the main thing worth noting here is what seems to be the constant switching between present tense and past tense. While stories can be written in present tense, they are typically written in past tense. That said, I'm not going to tell you which tense to write in; I'll leave that up to you. I do, however, want to say that you should pick one and stick with it; don't switch between the two.

An example to help clarify what I just said above. The contraction "she'll" is meant to bring together the words "she" and "will," a present tense verb. Later in the sentences, you use the word "would," a past tense verb. In just this one sentence, you make the switch between present tense and past tense. To correct it here, you could either change "she'll" to "she'd" (going from a "she will" contraction to a "she would" contraction) or change "would" to "will" (going from a past tense verb to a present tense verb; either one works.

Decision Stuff + Length
Your length is at 17699, so I get a little above what you have. Either way, you're well above the recommended range for a Simple, so length certainly isn't a problem. Overall, this is a Simple ranked story, so we're not looking for liquid gold here. While there are some details that we've missed out on because of the short form of the drabbles, it could be a lot worse. I think with a little more lovin' to this story, it could certainly be improved. (HAH. GEDDIT? BECAUSE IT'S A ROMANCE. okay i'm not funny hi.) I'm going to go ahead and say Elekid is captured because I feel like a lot of the issues lie in the short drabbles that you chose to put together for this story. This is the first time I've ever seen this form of writing in the URPG, so I feel like it'd be a little wrong to outright fail a story like this given that nothing similar has ever been done in the URPG, at least not during my time; you have no reference point to see where someone else messed up doing a story in a similar fashion, so you could't look at their mistakes even if you wanted to because nothing of a similar sort exists. I admit I'm also a little confused as to why the story is meant to be messy. I understand relationships can be messy. Is that why the story is also messy? It still makes sense, but that was just a thing I was confused on too.

Nevertheless, you passed, and Elekid is yours. Hopefully this grade was detailed enough for you. :3