Servine kept pacing around her feet. It's been a couple of weeks since he had release. If he had it his way he would be getting off on her every day, but he understood that if she wasn't in the mood she wasn't in the mood. However this has been the longest time since she wasn't in the mood. They trained and won their badges, but at night she would barely even look at him. He thought that she was mad at him but since he wasn't in his pokéball he ruled that out.

Servine curled up at the side of the campfire like he usually did. Hilda averted her gaze again. Even looking at him as he doze off to sleep at night sent shivers down her spine. Her heart panged at the thought of them not cuddling together every night. She even craved for the taste of his cum. Still she couldn't do either of those, not since N whispered into her ear. His words had scared her. Actually she didn't know what to call this new feeling, but fear seemed like the closest emotion to what she was experiencing. She could hide it while she was training Servine or any of her other Pokémon, but she couldn't keep the façade up while they didn't have anything else to do to distract her. The longer she thought about it the more she realized that she had felt the same way. However, she didn't want to kill what bond they have now.

Without a word she crawled into her sleeping bag. They couldn't be a cohesive team if they can't work this out. Even two weeks later N's words preoccupied her mind while she drifted off to sleep.

Shrill crackling of plastic interrupted her sleep. Hilda planned on ignoring it. It was probably Servine doing whatever. Within seconds she couldn't bear it any longer. "What are you do—" she began to yell at Servine, but it wasn't Servine she saw rummaging through her bag—it was a Liepard. The Liepard didn't even glance at the sudden noisy outburst and kept on foraging. Forgetting that she had a full team she decided to take things into her own hands and tugged the bag off its head. "That's my food!"

Liepard's whiskers curled up high as it snarled. It was crouched down low, threatened by nightgown-wearing teen. Fear gripped her throat. Now she realized how much of a bad idea that was. Liepard lunged its claws at her as she simultaneously hopped backward. Luckily the garment got cut in the middle, exposing her belly. As she tried to run away she tripped on a rock and fell down. The attacker bit her bare heel, making Hilda scream in pain.

Out of the blue a flurry of leaves struck the Cruel Pokémon. The purple feline landed right on its feet and hissed at Hilda's small knight in scaly armor. Servine got in between his master and the assailant. Liepard's front claws glowed and elongated and it lunged at Servine. Coolly Servine dodged and his tail glowed and returned the attack. Again Liepard tried the same attack, but Servine dodged and returned another Leaf Blade.

Hilda watched the battle as it ensued. Even after almost completely ignoring him he would defend for his master faithfully. "Beat his ass, Servine!" she cheered.

Then Servine froze and glowed almost as bright as the sun. With amazement she saw the lustrous form shift and grow bigger. As soon as it started the light dissipated into shimmering glitter, and a tall and mighty Serperior stood where her Servine was.

With a renewed vigor Servine sent another Leaf Tornado, knocking Liepard several feet away from them. Liepard hissed at him one last time before bounding back into the tall grass.

Serperior watched the coward flee, catching his breath. He thought about giving chase until he felt something touch his left side. Before he could react Hilda had wrapped her arms around him, trying her best to stifle her tears. "I was so scared," she sobbed. Serperior bent his head down and licked away her tears. The attention drew their eyes together, and before either of them knew it they were sharing a deep intimate kiss.

As the world around them drowned out Hilda realized that N was right about what Servine had told him—she was her mate.