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Looker is forced to help Giovanni with his Halloween Party schemes.
Warning: If you don't like OOC Giovanni, and think he can only ever be a big bad guy, I'm just gonna say it, this isn't the fanfiction for you. There's one homophobic guy for one sentence, but he is dealt with swiftly, and doesn't have a name, because he doesn't deserve that dignity.
Looker was sitting at his desk. Definitely getting lots of work done. Yup. That’s what he was doing. He certainly wasn’t watching his favorite Halloween special of all time, "Pichu Brothers Save Halloween" on his little TV. No. Why would you even think that?
Suddenly, his door was opened. Most people in Kalos, where he was staying, had the decency to knock, but his good friend Giovanni didn’t have this decency. He barged right in.
“I need your help,” he demanded, sitting at the chair across from Looker and putting his shoes on Looker’s desk.
Now, you might be wondering why Looker, a detective for the International Police, was friends with Giovanni, a crime lord. This is mainly because Looker actually didn’t mind Team Rocket. He had been friends with Jessie and James while taking down Team Galactic and Team Plasma, and sometime after that they introduced him to their boss. The two men bonded over their love for tailored suits and the opera. But this is beside the point.
“What is it, Giovanni?” Looker sighed, trying to restrain how upset he was by Giovanni putting his shoes on his desk. Not like he had told him a million times before or anything. Oh, wait, he did.
“I’m throwing a Halloween bash,” Giovanni said, completely unfazed by Looker’s palpable disdain, “I throw one every year for Team Rocket. It’s like a big costume ball. You know, costumes, games, food, dancing, fun, I think. I think they have fun. They are required to go unless they want to be fired. But I’m pretty sure they still have fun. Even though-”
“It sounds like you have this all figured out,” Looker interrupted, picking up his newspaper and pretending he was too busy to pay any attention to Giovanni, even though he was actually glad that he had interrupted his monotonous loneliness with his shenanigans. Giovanni only really acted like this around him and certain others. With everyone else it was just business, “What do you need my help with?”
Giovanni smiled. Looker was the only one brave enough to interrupt him. It was humbling.
“I need you to help me with the decorating,” Giovanni explained, “Every year I base the theming around a different Halloween-y Pokemon. I don’t know who to do this year. I’ve done Gengar, Chandelure, Frosslass, a bunch of others. I just don’t know who to do this year.”
“Hm,” Looker said, “I hope you have fun figuring this one out.”
“You mean you won’t help me?” Giovanni said, genuinely sad. Then he smirked. “Fine, be that way. I suppose I could give the word to your boss that you’re best friends with the man they’ve only been trying to catch at any cost for the past who knows how long.”
“Do you want the International Police pursuing you?” Looker asked.
“You think I’m afraid of the International Police?” Giovanni laughed, “Besides, you’d be in trouble either way.”
“Let me get this straight,” Looker said, taking his newspaper and using it to brush Giovanni’s feet off his desk, “You’re blackmailing me into helping you with a costume party?”
“It’s a bash,” Giovanni corrected.
Looker stared at him for a moment, and then sighed.
“Why do I even bother with you?” Looker shook his head.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” Giovanni asked.
“Don’t you always,” Looker sighed, “Fine. I’ll help.”
Giovanni smirked. He knew that Looker would see things his way.
They then spent the next couple hours looking through Halloween magazines. Looker would point to a Pokemon, and every time, Giovanni would always say ‘did that already’, and Looker would continue searching. Looker had named too many for him to confidently say that there had been enough Halloween parties to accommodate so many Pokemon, but whatever. Giovanni stopped on a page.
“What about this one?”
Looker looked over.
“What do you mean what about this one?” Looker asked, “That’s Mimikyu!”
“Yeah I know,” Giovanni said, “I want that one.”
“You said you already did Mimikyu, though!” Looker reminded him.
“After the first 5 Pokemon you named, I stopped paying attention to what you were saying and got distracted by the fact that you’re wearing a new tie I’ve never seen before,” Giovanni admitted, “Then I forgot what we were doing, and halfway through this article about Mimikyu’s move set I remembered.”
Looker was infuriated. After banging his head against his desk the number of times one might expect this poor man to do, he composed himself.
“Okay, fine,” he sighed, “You can do Mimikyu. Is that all you needed me for? Will you go away?”
“No,” Giovanni said, “I have a few other matters you need to attend to with me as well.”
“Fine.” Looker shook his head.
He got in Giovanni’s car and let him drive him to the venue where they were hosting the bash this year, which would be in Kalos, unlike prior years where it was hosted in Kanto. It took forever for them to get there, even though it wasn’t that far away, because they stopped for ice cream and bought themselves opera tickets on the way over. But after all that, they managed to make it to the venue.
“Wow,” Looker said after walking inside the empty ballroom, “Looks perfect. See ya.”
He turned to leave but Giovanni pulled him back.
“Not so fast,” he said, grabbing onto him and holding on tightly so he wouldn’t try that again, “You’re helping me decorate. Mimikyu themed, remember?”
“Did you already have the decorations?” Looker asked, noticing the piles of boxes of decorations already there, “You already had the Pokemon theme chosen? What do you need my help for?”
“Stop talking and start decorating,” Giovanni demanded. Looker did what he was told, mostly because he was procrastinating on working on the case he was supposed to be looking into at his office.
They decorated the entire ballroom. This took hours. For some reason, despite always wanting other people to do things for him, today, Giovanni wasn’t looking for any help other than Looker’s.
“Okay,” Looker said hours later when they had finally finished, “That should do it. Now I can-”
“I need you to put this on,” Giovanni said, thrusting a costume into Looker's arms.
“What’s this for?” Looker demanded.
“Just do it!” Giovanni said, genuine urgency in his voice, “Please, Looker, if I have ever meant anything to you ever, I need you to put on this costume! Please! For me! For us!”
“Are you trying to trick me into going to your stupid costume party?” Looker accused.
“Only because I love you!” Giovanni cried. Looker sighed, looking at how dramatic Giovanni was being. Giovanni shifted and became very stoic, as he usually was.
“Too much?” he asked, deadpan.
“I’d say so,” Looker confessed.
“Ok,” Giovanni said, “Are you going to put it on?”
“No,” Looker said.
Giovanni left and picked up the phone in an office in the back of the ballroom hall.
“What are you doing?” Looker asked, having followed him to be a snoopy little sleuth.
“Alerting your superiors that you have known about my whereabouts for the past 5 years and have done nothing about-”
“Fine!”
Looker stormed off and returned, dressed in a clearly handmade Mimikyu costume. When he came back, he found Giovanni elegantly dressed in a Mimikyu inspired tuxedo, and somehow managed to pull it off with style and grace.
“How come you get to wear the cool suit, and I have this frumpy mess!”
“I made it myself,” Giovanni smiled, “You look lovely.”
“Thank you, Giovanni,” Looker sighed, appreciating the compliment even if he staunchly disagreed.
Giovanni offered his arm, and Looker begrudgingly took it, and followed him out to the now filled ballroom hall. The grunts were all dressed appropriately to the theme, and it seemed a costume contest had been held, and the winners were about to be announced. Giovanni got up on the stage in the back and took the microphone.
“Hello, Team Rocket!” Giovanni said, which was met with cheers and applause, “Thank you all for coming. I’m ready to announce the winners of the costume contest, as well as tonight’s Halloween King and Queen!”
“You’ve hardly been out here!” Looker, who had followed him up to the stage, whispered, “How can you possibly judge-”
“The winners are… me and Looker!” Giovanni announced. No one was shocked. He always picked himself as the winner, but he never included a second one. There was never a Halloween Queen to be chosen. “That’s right, I’m Halloween King, and Looker’s Halloween Queen!”
“But he’s a boy!” someone in the audience shouted. He was escorted out and no one knows what happened to him.
“Did I hear someone say it’s time for the King and Queen to dance?” Giovanni asked, even though he didn’t. He took Looker down to the dance floor and waltzed with him to the Monster Mash, sung by Meowth.
“You dance beautifully,” Giovanni smiled. Looker felt incredibly stupid, this was very humiliating to him, but somehow hearing Giovanni say that made it worth it.
“Thank you, Giovanni,” he sighed, “Happy Halloween.”
Warning: If you don't like OOC Giovanni, and think he can only ever be a big bad guy, I'm just gonna say it, this isn't the fanfiction for you. There's one homophobic guy for one sentence, but he is dealt with swiftly, and doesn't have a name, because he doesn't deserve that dignity.
Looker was sitting at his desk. Definitely getting lots of work done. Yup. That’s what he was doing. He certainly wasn’t watching his favorite Halloween special of all time, "Pichu Brothers Save Halloween" on his little TV. No. Why would you even think that?
Suddenly, his door was opened. Most people in Kalos, where he was staying, had the decency to knock, but his good friend Giovanni didn’t have this decency. He barged right in.
“I need your help,” he demanded, sitting at the chair across from Looker and putting his shoes on Looker’s desk.
Now, you might be wondering why Looker, a detective for the International Police, was friends with Giovanni, a crime lord. This is mainly because Looker actually didn’t mind Team Rocket. He had been friends with Jessie and James while taking down Team Galactic and Team Plasma, and sometime after that they introduced him to their boss. The two men bonded over their love for tailored suits and the opera. But this is beside the point.
“What is it, Giovanni?” Looker sighed, trying to restrain how upset he was by Giovanni putting his shoes on his desk. Not like he had told him a million times before or anything. Oh, wait, he did.
“I’m throwing a Halloween bash,” Giovanni said, completely unfazed by Looker’s palpable disdain, “I throw one every year for Team Rocket. It’s like a big costume ball. You know, costumes, games, food, dancing, fun, I think. I think they have fun. They are required to go unless they want to be fired. But I’m pretty sure they still have fun. Even though-”
“It sounds like you have this all figured out,” Looker interrupted, picking up his newspaper and pretending he was too busy to pay any attention to Giovanni, even though he was actually glad that he had interrupted his monotonous loneliness with his shenanigans. Giovanni only really acted like this around him and certain others. With everyone else it was just business, “What do you need my help with?”
Giovanni smiled. Looker was the only one brave enough to interrupt him. It was humbling.
“I need you to help me with the decorating,” Giovanni explained, “Every year I base the theming around a different Halloween-y Pokemon. I don’t know who to do this year. I’ve done Gengar, Chandelure, Frosslass, a bunch of others. I just don’t know who to do this year.”
“Hm,” Looker said, “I hope you have fun figuring this one out.”
“You mean you won’t help me?” Giovanni said, genuinely sad. Then he smirked. “Fine, be that way. I suppose I could give the word to your boss that you’re best friends with the man they’ve only been trying to catch at any cost for the past who knows how long.”
“Do you want the International Police pursuing you?” Looker asked.
“You think I’m afraid of the International Police?” Giovanni laughed, “Besides, you’d be in trouble either way.”
“Let me get this straight,” Looker said, taking his newspaper and using it to brush Giovanni’s feet off his desk, “You’re blackmailing me into helping you with a costume party?”
“It’s a bash,” Giovanni corrected.
Looker stared at him for a moment, and then sighed.
“Why do I even bother with you?” Looker shook his head.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” Giovanni asked.
“Don’t you always,” Looker sighed, “Fine. I’ll help.”
Giovanni smirked. He knew that Looker would see things his way.
They then spent the next couple hours looking through Halloween magazines. Looker would point to a Pokemon, and every time, Giovanni would always say ‘did that already’, and Looker would continue searching. Looker had named too many for him to confidently say that there had been enough Halloween parties to accommodate so many Pokemon, but whatever. Giovanni stopped on a page.
“What about this one?”
Looker looked over.
“What do you mean what about this one?” Looker asked, “That’s Mimikyu!”
“Yeah I know,” Giovanni said, “I want that one.”
“You said you already did Mimikyu, though!” Looker reminded him.
“After the first 5 Pokemon you named, I stopped paying attention to what you were saying and got distracted by the fact that you’re wearing a new tie I’ve never seen before,” Giovanni admitted, “Then I forgot what we were doing, and halfway through this article about Mimikyu’s move set I remembered.”
Looker was infuriated. After banging his head against his desk the number of times one might expect this poor man to do, he composed himself.
“Okay, fine,” he sighed, “You can do Mimikyu. Is that all you needed me for? Will you go away?”
“No,” Giovanni said, “I have a few other matters you need to attend to with me as well.”
“Fine.” Looker shook his head.
He got in Giovanni’s car and let him drive him to the venue where they were hosting the bash this year, which would be in Kalos, unlike prior years where it was hosted in Kanto. It took forever for them to get there, even though it wasn’t that far away, because they stopped for ice cream and bought themselves opera tickets on the way over. But after all that, they managed to make it to the venue.
“Wow,” Looker said after walking inside the empty ballroom, “Looks perfect. See ya.”
He turned to leave but Giovanni pulled him back.
“Not so fast,” he said, grabbing onto him and holding on tightly so he wouldn’t try that again, “You’re helping me decorate. Mimikyu themed, remember?”
“Did you already have the decorations?” Looker asked, noticing the piles of boxes of decorations already there, “You already had the Pokemon theme chosen? What do you need my help for?”
“Stop talking and start decorating,” Giovanni demanded. Looker did what he was told, mostly because he was procrastinating on working on the case he was supposed to be looking into at his office.
They decorated the entire ballroom. This took hours. For some reason, despite always wanting other people to do things for him, today, Giovanni wasn’t looking for any help other than Looker’s.
“Okay,” Looker said hours later when they had finally finished, “That should do it. Now I can-”
“I need you to put this on,” Giovanni said, thrusting a costume into Looker's arms.
“What’s this for?” Looker demanded.
“Just do it!” Giovanni said, genuine urgency in his voice, “Please, Looker, if I have ever meant anything to you ever, I need you to put on this costume! Please! For me! For us!”
“Are you trying to trick me into going to your stupid costume party?” Looker accused.
“Only because I love you!” Giovanni cried. Looker sighed, looking at how dramatic Giovanni was being. Giovanni shifted and became very stoic, as he usually was.
“Too much?” he asked, deadpan.
“I’d say so,” Looker confessed.
“Ok,” Giovanni said, “Are you going to put it on?”
“No,” Looker said.
Giovanni left and picked up the phone in an office in the back of the ballroom hall.
“What are you doing?” Looker asked, having followed him to be a snoopy little sleuth.
“Alerting your superiors that you have known about my whereabouts for the past 5 years and have done nothing about-”
“Fine!”
Looker stormed off and returned, dressed in a clearly handmade Mimikyu costume. When he came back, he found Giovanni elegantly dressed in a Mimikyu inspired tuxedo, and somehow managed to pull it off with style and grace.
“How come you get to wear the cool suit, and I have this frumpy mess!”
“I made it myself,” Giovanni smiled, “You look lovely.”
“Thank you, Giovanni,” Looker sighed, appreciating the compliment even if he staunchly disagreed.
Giovanni offered his arm, and Looker begrudgingly took it, and followed him out to the now filled ballroom hall. The grunts were all dressed appropriately to the theme, and it seemed a costume contest had been held, and the winners were about to be announced. Giovanni got up on the stage in the back and took the microphone.
“Hello, Team Rocket!” Giovanni said, which was met with cheers and applause, “Thank you all for coming. I’m ready to announce the winners of the costume contest, as well as tonight’s Halloween King and Queen!”
“You’ve hardly been out here!” Looker, who had followed him up to the stage, whispered, “How can you possibly judge-”
“The winners are… me and Looker!” Giovanni announced. No one was shocked. He always picked himself as the winner, but he never included a second one. There was never a Halloween Queen to be chosen. “That’s right, I’m Halloween King, and Looker’s Halloween Queen!”
“But he’s a boy!” someone in the audience shouted. He was escorted out and no one knows what happened to him.
“Did I hear someone say it’s time for the King and Queen to dance?” Giovanni asked, even though he didn’t. He took Looker down to the dance floor and waltzed with him to the Monster Mash, sung by Meowth.
“You dance beautifully,” Giovanni smiled. Looker felt incredibly stupid, this was very humiliating to him, but somehow hearing Giovanni say that made it worth it.
“Thank you, Giovanni,” he sighed, “Happy Halloween.”
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They are going to need a ship name now. I'm thinking maybe "Awesome Shipping". Has that already been done?
