A/N: Here I am! Away from my writer's block again.

Anwayz, I came up with this idea when I was discussing ideas to this story, and my cousin from another country told me to do this. I know it's really nasty, perverted, and overall, sexually gross. If your little minds can't take it, then I suggest you should leave! x3

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon and plot.

Danny had a little a twin sister named Danielle.

She had her mother's blue shining orbs, and her father's lavender hair. Danielle was a mixture of her mother's and father's personality. Most of the time, she had that sweet personality of her mother's, but she also had that bitterness beneath that layer like Paul.

Although, there was one idiosyncrasy that she was born with.

Though there was one misfortune that Danny had been doomed to live with for the rest of his life. Not only could his sister be a killjoy at times, she was one heck sleep talker.

Ms. Gardenia heaved a sigh, and shook her head from the sight of the sleepy girl. Children from her third grade class snickered and giggled at the sound of her loud snoring.

"Why are you always sleeping?" he shook her from the shoulders. "'Sis, wake up!"

Her cute little figure remained undisturbed by his attention.

"Danielle, please wake up! This is science class not kindergarten," she told her. "Danielle Ballentine!" Gardenia smacked her ruler on her desk.

The little girl yawned, opening one tiny eye. "Um, yes?"

"Take a hall pass to the office, and I'll make sure you get there." The science teacher glared at her. "I'll be calling your mother right now." She rummaged through her drawers for her parent's contact number. "Oh, gosh. I think I threw it away, while grading the test papers." She slapped her forehead, and decided to ask her student instead. "What's your parent's cell number?" she asked. "Gosh, who the heck are you related to?" she added, making sure she didn't hear it.

Ms. Gardenia's face expression didn't look very pleasing, and Danny poked his sister hard.

"Um, her name is Dawna Marie Ballentine," she said. The teacher was surprised, not expecting the response. As Danielle was about to tell her the information she wanted about the contact number, her eyes were start to close. She was closing her eyes again, at the process of going back to where her position was...

Sleeping.

The teacher seemed happy that she actually responded, but back to her usual state of having frown.

"What's the cell number and name of your father?" she said.

However, the little girl didn't seen to pay any attention.

Ms. Gardenia cleared her throat. "What is the name of your father, who gave birth to your mother?" she asked again but more specific.

Her brother rolled his eyes, poking her harder than before. Danielle cringed at the force of the pencil, piercing her skin. She seethed at her brother, who seemed to be laughing instead of being irritated.

Danielle thought about it for a moment, and said, "Paul Ballentine."

Her teacher nodded in approval.

"I wonder what your mother would say, if she had another child like you born like this ?"she pondered out loud, but Danielle managed to hear her words while sleeping.

Danielle was fast asleep in her slumber, but was soon disturbed as she felt the pencil pushed against the side of her hip. The little girl's eyes popped wide open, and screamed the heck out of herself.

"What's the problem, Ms. Ballentine?" Gardenia was baffled by the unexpected outburst.

The little girl pulled her hair and shrieked again. "If you stick that thing in me again, I'm going to crack it in half!"

The teacher couldn't believe what she heard and fainted.

Sorry, it was too short.

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