Hello, blazingalex here. This is hopefully the FINAL part of the series. I try to end it, but you guys keep asking for more.

WARNING: Sexual themes may occur. This is rated M for a reason. I do NOT own Pokemon, or anything related in this story. Enjoy.

MAY CONTAIN LEMONS! I don't know the true definition to it.

I woke up in a cold sweat.

"Chloe!" I instinctively shouted. I was still in my cell.

"Calm down, Red," another inmate told me. "It was just a nightmare."

"Right, yeah," I agreed. "A nightmare." I got up and used my little toilet. "Hey, Flame. Today's the day we get out of here."

"Yeah, tell me about it." I heard shuffling coming from a few cells down. "Hey, guard! Can you let us out now?"

"Sure, what the hell," the guard replied. Flame's cell door opened up, freeing him. Then my cell opened.

"Do you guys need a ride?" The other guard asked.

"That would be nice," I answered. He escorted me to the parking lot, where a police car sat there, waiting. When I got in, I was finally face-to-face with Flame. "Dylan?"

"That's right," he said. "I'm Flame." The car took off.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, back on Thursday during your trial, we, the jury that is, turned in our decision saying you were not guilty. But Sasha had another piece of paper sitting at her side saying you WERE guilty."

"And you saw it, charged at her, and got restrained and arrested. I saw that."

"Yeah, and I was going to ask Josie to marry me that day."

"The Flareon from the university? Aw, man, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, she had no idea."

"Well, good luck with that, Dill." We drove for a couple of minutes or so before finally reaching my house.

"We're here, Alex," the driver told me.

"Thank you."

"This is your house?" Dylan asked. I turned to him slowly.

"No, I'm still robbing it." I answered with sarcasm. I got out of the car and they drove off, leaving me alone on my driveway. I took a deep breath, and started walking up to my home.

I reached out and tried to turn the knob. Locked.

"Damn," I whispered. I knocked.

"Who's there?" A voice asked.

"It's Alex."

"Alex who?"

"Open the door, Sydney."

"I don't get it.

"Open the fucking door!"

"Nah, I don't feel like it."

"C'mon, Sydney. I just got back from jail."

"I'm pretty sure you can-CJ? CJ, what are you doing?" All of a sudden, there were lots of giggling and laughing. When the door opened, Jessie stood there, CJ tickling the Sylveon in the background.

"Welcome home!" The Floatzel shouted. She gave me a hug.

"Um, hey, J-Jessie," I said, stunned by the sudden embrace. Chloe, Hanna, and Chyanne soon joined. I fell back onto the pavement, unable to withstand all the weight. CJ jumped into the pile.

"Let the guy breathe," Vincent told them. The girls climbed off of me, allowing me to stand back up.

"So, how was jail?" Hanna asked.

"It was as boring as taking a shit without your cell phone," I replied.

"Hey!" Chloe shouted. "Be careful around CJ."

"Oops, sorry."

"It's okay, Daddy," the little Riolu said. "Sydney told me everything about swear words."

"Just don't use them in public."

"Until I'm sixteen, I know."

"So," I said, asking everyone else. "What did I miss?"

"Well, you know about the wedding, you know that Olivia and Sasha are awaiting trial, and you know that we missed you," Chyanne answered.

"That's it?" They nodded. "Okay, well, I'm gonna go down for a swim. Anyone want to join?"

"I want to," CJ said. "But I can't."

"He has a play date with a girl," Jessie teased.

"Ooh, have fun," I told him, rubbing his head. "Anyone else?"

"I'll come," Chloe said.

"Same here," Hanna joined.

"So will I," Jessie volunteered.

"Cool. I'll see you girls down there." I walked into the elevator inside and went down.

I walked into the pool room and stripped down, tossing my clothes aside and jumping into the calm water. The girls came in a few minutes later, towels wrapped around them.

"Oh, good," Jessie said, noticing my pile of clothes. "We're dressed appropriately." All three of them unraveled their towels revealing their nude bodies. The only girl I saw naked was Chloe. But now, all three of them were standing there, exposing themselves. They climbed into the pool.

"You ready to have some fun?" Chloe asked me, sexily wading towards me. I gently pulled her in for a long, deep, passionate kiss.

"…and that was how I ended the story." I closed the large book and scanned the audience. It had been thirteen years since those events took place. "Any questions?" I asked. About a few dozen hands and paw shot up. I pointed to one of the students. "You, the small Eevee."

"So, what happened at Hanna and Jessie's wedding?" He asked.

"The wedding went well, actually. Um, they're still together, living in the house, and are considering adoption." I pointed to another student.

"Is this- was this based on a true story?" She asked.

"Uh, this IS a true story, sadly."

"Wait, so Taylor, Mike, all of that was true?"

"Yep."

"That's impossible!" A Jynx shouted. "You died twice! How are you not brain-dead?"

"From what I remember from Taylor, if you are dead for more than three minutes, I think it was, and then resuscitated, then you would be brain-dead." I saw a hand rise. "Yes?"

"What is your son up to these days?" The Sentret asked.

"Do you remember that Snivy I mentioned, the one in the park? Well, now she's a Servine and they're together." I pointed to another student.

"If all of this happened more that thirteen years ago, how were you able to remember it all?"

"I didn't remember all of it. I went back to that Psychic, the Alakazam, and asked her to bring me back my memories. Okay, I got time for one more question." I scanned the auditorium. There was only one paw up. "You, in the back."

"Will you write more?" I stood there, speechless. This student wanted more.

"You'll…just have to wait and see," I finally answered. "Thank you for having me here at Accumula High School." They all applauded and left the auditorium, finally happy that the school day was over. One of the administrators came up to me as I walked off stage.

"Thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come here," The Ursaring said.

"Busy? I'm down here on vacation," I replied. "My family decided to take a week off, and since I was requested, we came here to your small town."

"Thank you, but did you have to be so explicit in your story?"

"Do you want me to go further in-depth?"

"No, no. No. You don't have to do that."

"Okay, well, I'm outta here. Got to get back to the hotel room before CJ trashes it." We shook hands and I left.

"I got back to the hotel before 3:30. CJ, now a Lucario going through a rebellious phase, was video chatting with Izzy, his girlfriend, while Chloe watched a cheesy movie on TV.

"Hey, Alex," Chloe said, getting up and kissing me. "How was it?"

"Long, tiring, and oddly entertaining," I answered.

"Any good questions?"

"There was one that got me thinking. I was asked if I was going to write more."

"And?"

"We'll just have to wait and see."

Finally. Finally, finally, finally, I can end this series (I hope). Remember to review and PM me if you want me to add anything to Cyndaquil's Journey, or if you want me to continue this series. All of the students were representatives for you, the readers. I gave them questions to ask that I thought you would ask me. blazingalex, out!