Pokemon: Conflicting the Backgrounds (Private for me and Asterisk*)

Charise looked rather interested in her unusual co-worker. "Wierd, bu' ta each 'is own, tha's wha' Pappy says." She said as she stood up to lather her vagina.

"Ah! have some modesty!" Amy shrieked shielding her eyes.

Charise raised an eyebrow at Amy. "Ya'll city folk are weird. Ain' yah eva bathed with others? I had baths with Ma til i was 8." She said as she tossed a bar of Cheri and lavender soap at Amy.

"No, I don't have any siblings." Amy blushed "Well I mean I have bathed with my mom too, but that's different." she fumbled the soap. "Besides the two of us just met an hour or so ago, I'm not comfortable with anyone seeing me naked after knowing them so little." she pointed out daintily washing the dirt off of her.

Charise sighed as she rinsed herself off. "City folk are weird." She muttered as she got out and started to dry herself off.

"Yeah well so are you country people." AMy stuck her tongue out at the girl while she finished cleaning herself. She was about to get put but got right back in the tub wanting to wait for Charise to get dressed before she did herself.

Charise finished drying her hair. "Ya'll better get dressed." She said as she pulled her panties and Jeans on before slipping into her shirt and fixing her hair in its complicated style.

"Ya'll girls betta hurry! We got at leas' a dozen mouths ta feed!" came the voice of Marigold Rachez.

"I was waiting for you." Amy said covering herself as she got out of the tub and started drying herself. "Who was that?" she asked taking her time to dry herself and put her diaper back on. "And what did she mean by about a dozen?" she gulped afraid of the sheer size of the girl's family.

Charise turned to Amy. "Tha' was Ma tellin' us ta hurry. An' we also gotta feed tha Ranch Hands." She said simply as she pulled her socks and boots on. "Ya'll better Hurry. Ma don' like ta keep hungry mouths waitin'." She said as she rushed out to help her father.

Amy groaned nervously "Okay." she mumbled finishing with her diaper and moving on to putting her shirt back on. She really chose to take her time not wanting to look like a mess slowly buttoning her shirt.

However, taking it slow wasn't an option for Amy, as a pounding came on the door. "Hurry up! Ya'll gonna be helpin' me in tha kitchen!" Came Marigold's voice.

"Okay,okay okay!" Amy dropped feeling some urine trickle out of her out of terror of the voice. She quickly pulled her overalls up snapping them into place and wrapping her belt of pokeballs around her waist before opening the door. "Sorry." she mumbled not looking up at the woman on the other side of the door blushing from the wetness in her diaper.

Marigold nodded as she looked Amy over. The Rancher Wife looked just like her daughter and was round in the middle from another Rachez on the way. "Com'on, ya'll be helpin' me with tha berries an' taters." She said, leading Amy into a spacious kitchen, where a couple baskets of berries, and a sack of potatoes wer at the table. "Ya'll be helpin' ta juice this basket o' berries, and mashin' this basket fow sauces." She said, sitting Amy at the table and handing the girl a basket of Berries.

"Um, okay." Amy said looking at the basket of berries. "And how do I do that?" she asked completely lost.

Marigold sighed as she pointed to what looked like a lemon juicer on a pitcher. "Ya'll gonna cut a berry in half, then ya'll twist tha inside par' on the juicer ta gat tha juice out. Don' mix berries, We's set tha juice up ta let everyone mix their own drinks. When ya'll finish one half, put tha skin in tha' sack fow tha compost."

"Um okay." Amy said easily cutting one of the berries and beginning the process. After a few berries she managed to get the hang of it. She had moved on to some oran berries, but when she cut she manged to cut her thumb ever so slightly. "Ow!" she cried sucking on her thumb to soothe the pain and keep the blood from getting out.

Marigold heard Amy's little yelp of pain and came over, pulling her thumb out of her mouth. "Hmm, not too deep. Le's wrap tha' up nice an' clean." She said as she took down a first aid kit and pulled out a band-aid with pichu designs on it, before bandaging Amy's thumb. "There ya'll go. Jus' be mow careful dearie." She said as she returned to the Steaks and Vegetables.

Amy whimpered obviously playing up the minor cut. "Alright." she sniffled smiling slightly at the pichus before going back to work on the juice some more.

Marigold smiled as she watched Amy working at Juicing, the juicing basket almost finished. "When ya'll done juicin', go get tha' Mortar an' Pestle ta get ready ta mash berries, an' don' forge' tha bumps on tha Tamato Berries. They got tha most flavor." She said as she expertly fileted some Magikarp. Contrary to popular belief, Magikarp were tasty, they just required careful preparation.

"Okay." Mihaur said slowly finishing her job with the berries. She got up from her spot and looked around for the mortar and pestle, she was near enough to marigold that the woman could smell the slight odor of stale urine on the girl.

Marigold however, said nothing, having already noticed the bulge in AMy's Overalls with her sharp eyes. The odor of stale urine only confirmed her suspicions. "Mortar an'pestle are in the cabine' ova tha stove, an' ya'll wanna get properly changed befow dinner." She said softly as she season the Magikarp with Cheri berries, thyme, and mint.

"Okay." Amy said opening the cabinet and recognizing the instruments. She nearly dropped them when she heard the second half of the woman's statement. "How-how-how-how did you know?" she said her mouth agape in horror.

Marigold merely point at the bulge in Amy's overalls. "Lucky guess. Ya'll one o' those folks tha' hate tha outdoors?" She asked as she placed the season fillets in the oven to bake, while checking on the searing steaks. "Be a dear an' han' me a Tamato berry rind? Marcus likes 'is steaks spicy."

Amy blushed as Marigold got it right away. "I hear a lot of trainers do it if they don't want to go outdoors. I mean it's not like they leave port-a-pottys outside on the routes for us." she said handing her the rind she had asked for. "So um, how do you handle having such a big family?" she asked curiously noticing the bulge and assuming she was pregnant.

Marigold smiled as she cut off the bumps on the rind and squeezed them over the steak. "I handle them jus' fine deary. An' with lil' Micheal on tha way, we'll be needing all tha help on tha ranch we can." She said as a Machop rushed into the kitchen, sporting a bruised hand. Marigold sighed. "oh dear. The Lil' gal musta hit her hand with tha hammer again. Be a dear an' wrap it will ya'll? I gotta watch these steaks."