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Pokephilia story - A Frog who Can't Forgive Himself

Sariah's Tale Pt. 4

By J.C. Solis

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Razor woke up in a cold sweat, panting heavily as he jolted upwards from having beared witness to the most horrible nightmare he ever had.

"Oh Arceus!" said Sariah as she was shocked to have been jostled by Razor's quick body motion. "Razor, are you okay? This is the fifth night in a row that you're having sleep problems."

Razor remained silent, looking at Sariah's green eyes as he could only think of the horrible thing he did to her two weeks ago. If it wasn't for Sariah, he would've destroyed the bondage rig the to had in the second bedroom with a bunch of water shurikens. He couldn't stand the sight of that machine, or even the thought that it was still in the house and had the audacity to remain where it was after what it had caused. But in the end, Razor knew that it was just a tool, just an instument to inflict harm. But it needed someone in order to do so to cause pain. And that person was him...

Sariah tried to reach Razor and embrace him, but he pushed her away. This in turn hurt her dearly. "Razor!" cried Sariah. "This is the thrid time in the past two days in which you wouldn't let me hug you. Why?"

"You know why," said Razor bitterly. Razor was terribly afflicted by the event, and even more so, he remembered the terrible scolding He and Sariah received from Zazzy and Axel when they brought them over to fix the rig and told them about what had happened.

"I TOLD YOU!!!" Razor remembered Susanna's bellow. "I told you two to be careful! I told you to take things easy with this rig! And right now, I can't tell you how ashamed I am of you two." she continued on, crossing her arms in anger and blowing air into her hair. "Now I regret having sold this thing to you."

"And I'm especially ashamed of you, Razor!" said Axel the Bisharp as he was repairing the rig. Those words cut deep into Razor's conscience. Razor was the one who was in charge of Sariah's safety and making sure that she wouldn't get hurt. But he kept thinking about his own desires, and slowly he began to become drunk with pleasures. "You were the dominator, and you took things too far!" continued Axel. "I told you that you could easily get carried away if you weren't careful. And look at this; the rig is a wreck, and you made Sariah into an abuse victim!"

The last words about abuse especially cut deep into Razor's heart. Razor wanted to hide and find a place to cry in shame at that point. He curled up on the floor and a tear began to shed from his right eye. But both trainer and pokemon realized how much they erred. And all they could do was stand in shame as the sex shop owners continued teaching them a lesson while they got their rig up and running again.

"Well, it wasn't like Razor tried to intentionally abuse me," defended Sariah. She got up and stood infront of the weeping Razor, defending his honor despite what he had done. "It was just that bad memory I had that ruined our moment. I'm a childhood rape victim."

Sussana wasn't moved. "I wonder how you didn't remember that when you bought the bondage rig from us," said Zazzy. "But let this be a warning and a good lesson to learn for in the future. This rig requires that you two take care of each other and don't go too far. I like how you two came up with a safe word for two for when Sariah has had enough, but I don't like how she got hurt." Though there was one thing Susanna couldn't hide, and that was her sympathy for her childhood. "But besides that, I feel bad for you, Sariah sugar," said Zazzy solemnly. "I'm sorry to hear you had that thing happen to you when you were a kid. But all the same, it should have been something to consider before getting on this thing. Getting hardcore requires nerves of steel and a special affinity for this type of rig and the experience of being in bondage."

That conversation haunted Razor up till this day, and continued to haunt him as he felt the sting of Zazzy's and Axel's words drive a stake into his heart. Now he wouldn't even talk to, or even touch Sariah. He felt he lost that privelage.

"Razor?" called Sariah. "I know you're bothered by the last time we used the Rig. But I'm not asking for sex or anything lewd. All I want is a hug. Can my dear sweet froggy at least give me that? Have you truly lost your love for me?"

"Sariah... I..." said Razor as he turned around to face her, only to come to see a face with a few dripping tears. Just like the tears on... "NO!!!" He shouted, and he immediately jumped out of bed.

"Razor!"

"No, Sariah. I can't love you. I don't even know what love is anymore. I can't even love myself," said the Greninja, adamantly admonishing his trainer.

He went to the lost and pulled something out--it was his old cot. In tears, Sariah watched as Razor hung his old cot to the hooks in the cieling, and fall into it and fall immediately to sleep. This wasn't like Razor, thought Sariah. Even when he was heavily depressed--to the point in which they stopped having sex altogether--he would still allow her to hug and carress and nuture him. Why was it that now he was behaving so aggressively? Nobody knew the answer, but as Easter approached in a few days, it would serve as a good festive time to return the regretful greninja to his jolly, spontaneous, and rambuntious self. And Sariah, of all the things she would ask for during The Passover, would be to have her partner once again return to normal...

Sariah woke up the following day, only to discover that Razor was still sound asleep on his cot. This again wasn't like Razor, she thought. He'd normally already be up and meditating on the rubber mat next to the window, but according to his snoring... He was snoring? thought again Sariah.

Once again, behavior that as unfamilar to her about the ninja frog. He was always so quiet, from walking around the house with stealthy precision to sleeping with quiet breaths in and out. Yet once again, another thing seemed to have changed about Razor. Sariah thought that it woud be best if she were to leave him alone for now, and got out of bed and got dressed from her br and panties into some thick sweat pants and a KRU, which stood for Kalos Regional University, t-shirt. Lumiose City's Prism Tower was brightly shown on the fron of the shirt. She went downstairs to make their meals, and she was sure to make a dish that Razor absolutely adored--Yanmega-flavored stir-fry.

Meanwhile, Sariah woud have a boring cereal with buttered toast. But Sariah didn't care about what she woud make. She wanted to make sure that what she would make for Razor would be absolutely delicious. She hoped that a good meal would revegorate her lover, and bring him back to at least being content once more. She began cooking, and already the house was beginning to fill will the flavor of aYanmega meat cooking in the wok she had on the high heat stove. She began adding other ingredients like peas and carrots and seasoning to further entice and drive wild Razor's taste buds upon the first bite. Soon the familiar squishy footsteps of Razor could be heard after he opened the door from the bedroom, and he went down the stairs to the kitchen to see what was cooking.

In all honesty, Razor was heavily enticed to smell his favorite dish being prepared. But something in his heart just didn't seem to want to let the Ninja Frog enjoy the full aroma of the meal being prepared for him. Yanmega was his favorite snack, and having store-bought meat was still a tasty meal for him to have. Bugs and bug-type always had a particular flavor about them that made him go cry for them.

"So you finally got up, huh sleepy head?" said Sariah teasingly, but Razor wasn't moved by the joke. "Oh come on, Razor. You can't be depressed forever."

"I can try," replied Razor grumpily. It seemed he had yet to escape the foul mood that he was under. "So you got my favorite dish ready, Sariah?"

"At last you talk to me with some decency," she teased. "Yeah, I got your favorite meal ready for you. Just need a little bit more time on the wok in order to serve."

Razor just sat in front of the kitchen table, eyes half open, and with a slight bit of grogginess to them. He definetely was not himsef, thought Sariah. Normally, Razor woud be awake with full energy, his ninja prowess granting him unparalled dicipline in the ways of maitaining healthy sleep maintenaince and keeping his energy up. But it seemed that Razor did not have that kind of discipline today.

"Okay! Chow is ready," cheered Sariah, and grabbed a bowl to put the stir-fry in it.

She blew on it a few times to make sure that it wasn't too hot, and then grabbed a spoon and put it in the mash in order for Razpr to scoop up. But Rzor only looked solemnly at his meal, and looking sadly at the meal as though it reminded him of a deep woe.

"Come on. Eat, Razor. It's your favorite," urged Sariah. But, the Greninja was only looking at the meal as though he had found a dislike in it. It wasn't necesarrily that he hated the meal, and soon he took slow scoops and even begn to relish the tasty bug-type fry. A slight smile, one that Sariah had not seen in a long while, went on his face, and sariah was overjoyed to see a smile appear on her Sweet Froggy. But not want to discourage or remove that smile off his face, she hid her happiness and kept a stoic look.

"Did you like the meal?" she asked him.

"As delicious as always," said Razor, looking up with an even bigger smile. At this point, Sariah couldn't bear to hold her happiness any longer.

"Oh Froggy!" she said. "I'm so happy to see you happy again."

"I'm really not all that happy. Just content that I got good food."

"But still, seeing your happy face is enough to make me happy. You've been depressed for so long. I just wanted to see you be joyful once more Razor. You know that I still love you. No matter how bad the experience that day was, i just wan't you to know that I still love you, and wish to be your partner."

Razor smiled even more. He felt his heart slightly lift up. She still loved him, he thought. Even after what he had done to her. But what Razor failed to realize was that Sariah never lost her love for him, even the very moment after she was released from the bondage rig and was in the throes of having relived her childhood trauma. She never lost her love for him. But Razor was the one who couldn't forgive himself. It was he who couldn't let go.

What the two needed was an intervention.

Suddely, the front doorbell rang, but Sariah already had an idea who the man and his red and feisty partner was. She went up to the door, still wearing her cooking apron to open the door to the Silph Co. Engineer in red and the red female blaziken as his partner.

"Yo! Howzit hanging, Ditsy Froggy Girl? And you too, Sad Froggy Buddy?"

"You know, you're just asking to get your ass kicked by Razor, now do you," chided Camilla. "He's hasn't been in the mood since-"

"I'm fine, you two," said Razor as he finished the last of his bug stir-fry. "And don't worry, I'll kick Jason's ass some other time. Gre heh heh."

"Is that a laugh I just heard?" said a wowed Camilla. "I hope that means you're getting better."

"Don't count on it," rebuked Razor, who got up from his chair and slowly began to walk toward the stairs and to the bedroom.

"Razor? Where are you going?" aksed Sariah worriedly.

"To hit the hay," said Razor as he entered the bedroom to go sleep on his cot.

"Razor!" said Sariah as she chased after him. "Razor! Come back!"

After seeing him in such a great--or rather greater--mood, Sariah wanted to continue to make Razor happy in time for Easter. She wanted him to be with her during the "Passing of Christian's Spirit", when Arceus' Darkrai son Christian's spirit was finally raised into the heavens after spending the "Three Spiritual Months of Passing", in which his spirit performed miracles as he--till mourning his lover Mary's death--wandered the Earth in spirit. Sariah and Razor entered the bedroom while Camilla and Jason waited in th living room.

"What do you think all that is about?" said Jason.

"Seems Razor buddy hasn't yet gotten over his depression," said Camilla. But a look of wonder soon came on her face. "But, you know what is strange? Sariah never told us what exactly caused Razor to fall into a Depression. She just said that something very terrible and personal happened to him."

"I wonder what it could be?" said Jason. "I mean, Razor hatched when Sariah was a little girl, and both his parents are long dead, so what could've possibly hurt?"

"Beats me, sugar," said Camilla as she wrapped an arm over Jason's shoulders and putting her head on one. "But those two seem more out of it than usual."

"You bet." All of a sudden, Jason stood up, a sudden urge coming over him. "Ah crap, gotta take a piss!"

"Dumb-dumb," said Camilla.

"Well go and hurry. Sariah and Razor will come out soon."

"I will I just gotta-" and as Jason quickly climbed the stairs to the second floor he then made a left past the door... into the Wrong Room...

"Razor," said Sariah. "You need to come out of this! This isn't like you!"

"How can I live with myself after what I did to you tht day? I promised I would always love and protect you, and instead I did a debauchery of lust and abuse!" he said as he made angry fists.

"But that isn't for you to be like this," pleaded Sariah. "Please, Razor come to your senses. This doesn't have to-"

"Uh excuse me..." said the voice of Camilla as she poked her head into the bedroom. "Pardon me, but my trainer and I want to talk to you about a certain... room you guys have right here. May that be the reason why you two are estranged?"

Razor's and Sariah's hearts dropped as a face of shock gripped them. Their secret had been found out.

"What room, Camilla?" said Sariah nervously, trying to act as though nothing as the matter.

"Don't bullshit us, you two," appeared Jason. "What's that rig you guys got in the other room? Is that one of those bondage rigs I've heard about? Do you two practice BDSM?"

The two pervy lovebirds were caught, and both blushed furiously, their hands behind their backs as they could only sheepishly walk with Camilla and Jason as they entered the room where the rig was at. Immedately, Razor felt disgust over the machine's presence in the room. It's gait was offensive, but it also brought about dark feelings in their hearts.

"Is this the reason why you two have had a falling out?" interrogated Camilla.

"You two are more clear-headed than this," said Jason. "I'm not upset that you two have rig. I think it's pretty sweet, ha ha," he couldn't hold back his true nature. "But whatever damage this thing has caused shouldn't be a thing to drive you two apart. You two are one of the closest couples I know."

Razor stepped forward his, his webbed hands into fists and his head bent down. "It's what I did with this machine that has caused great pain. Too much so that I am too ashamed to say it."

"I guess I will then. You see-"

"NO!" and a small Water shuriken was flung at Sariah's face. "I can't bare to remember the pain of that day!"

"Ouch! Razor!" cried Sariah as a tiny nik on her cheek bleed blood. "Why?" as a tear began to form on one of her eyes.

"Sariah!" shouted Razor, eyes wide open and in disbelief. He actually intentionally hurt Sariah. He immediately backed away from her and then reached for the door, but just before he could leave, Jason blocked the exit.

"That was messed up, Razor," He said.

"Let me through!!!" roared Razor as he grabbed Jason and tried to push him away, but suddenly a clawed hand grabbed him hard and pulled him away. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

"No can do, Razor," said Camilla, " and don't touch my trainer like-"

Suddenly, a water shuriken scraped Camilla's face, but just as he was about to take off, Jason tackled him to the ground.

"Razor, Buddy! Snap out of it. Otherwise, we'll be forced to snap you!"

"No! I can't bear the shame! Let me leave please!"

"Razor, dear, whatever happened here, you're gonna have to face it. Even if it means punching you in the face," said Camilla.

"NO!!!" cried out Sariah. In a massive effort, she pushed Jason off Razor and dove on top of Razor to both capture and protect him. "Leave Razor alone! He's innocent! He just feels bad over what he did to me!"

"Sariah, please!" pleaded Razor. "Let me go! I can't be with you. I hurt you again! Don't you see? I am nothing but-"

"Shut up!" shouted Sariah, and finally silenced Razor by planting a kiss onto his lips. She kissed him feverishly, and fought Razor's attempts to push her off until suddenly he slowly began to stop resisting. "I don't care what you did to me before! I don't care that you hurt me now. I want my Froggy back! I want my Cute, Little Froggy back and to love me again! Don't you see that you hurt me more by pushing me away? If you don't want to hurt me anymore, then love me again!" she pleaded as she planted one more kiss onto Razor's tongue, crying into the kiss as she shared her passion and her heartfelt emotion right in front of her two friends, who too were overcome with emotion to even think of seperating them or hurting Razor for what he had done.

Razor and Sariah finally got up from the floor, embracing once more and with a smile on each other's faces. Razor had a soft yet noticeable smile. He no longer thought of the fact that he hurt his trainer. He no longer felt the hurt from the painful memory that had been haunting him for so long. All that mattered to Him now was to once again love the trainer he had loved for so long. The one he had opened his heart to, and the one he started advancing on to showing his attraction to her. Sariah, meanwhile, had a large smile on her, and she was happy to see her cute litle froggy once again accpting her as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Hs smile opened more, and then he began to open his mouth in utter jubilance. He then let go of Sariah and looked at Camilla and Jason, who were touched by the romantic disply and Razor's recovery.

"I believe I owe you two an explanation," said Razor. "And I'm sorry for the injury, Camilla. It's just that what I'm about to tell you pains me deeply, for I went too far with this machine here and ended up hurting the woman who I just wanted to please."

"It's alright Razor, dear," said Camilla smiling. "I'll just stick my foot up your ass as soon as we have our next pokemon battle."

"I'll be sure to buy her some steel-toe blaziken shoes for that fight," joked Jason.

"It pains me to tell you this, but let me tell you the reason for My Inappropriate behavior, and it all began about one month ago." And then Razor began to tell Camilla and Jason the painful yet full entirety of what happened...

...That Day when He and Sariah used the Bondage Rig.

It was finally nightime, and Jason and Camilla had left a few hours ago. The two were very kind and supportive of Razor, and never once did they admonish or belittle or denounce Razor for what had happened--though they said that Razor would have to be careful from now on in case the two ever decided to use it. Jason even joked about bying one himself, only for that joke to backfire and cause Camilla to interject that she'd be the one spitroasting Jason on it. Jason and Camilla also swore to keep the rig a secret. If Sariah and Razor wanted to reveal that they occasionally practiced BDSM, then it would be their decision. But the two friends still couldn't resist getting a kick off of the machine and calling the Froggy couple a pair of pervs--to which Sariah respoded that the other two were also pervs for practicing Pokephilia. The two stayed for a while longer and did some more conseling for Razor, telling him to not hold a grudge against himself or to feel too terribly bad anymore. Whatever happened was now in the past, and Sariah was now willing and even hasty to try and start their romantic--and sexual--relationship again.

When the two left, Razor had finally been consoled enough to no longer be in crisis and to have a better outlook, but the Greninja still felt regret and pain in remembering the event. It would take some time for Razor to forget about and not be bothered by the event. Sariah suggested that the two at least lay dow in bed together and just simply talk. Razor agreed. The two were now on top of the sheets, and the two began their conversation.

"I'm glad to have the old froggy back," smiled Sariah. "I just couldn't stand the idea of not being able to even hug or kiss you again, let alone have sex with you, Razor dear."

"It will take me some time, but I think I will get through this," replied Razor, though her then looked at Sariah morosely and said, "It is just that the memory feels like a battle wound or scar, one that is still hurting, and it constantly reminds me of the thing I did."

Sariah frowned. It would take time, but with her love and with Jason and Camilla's support, she would have her old froggy back again. But about helping Razor forget about the memory... "Want to at least cuddle and kiss, Froggy?" asked Sariah suggestively.

"I don't know. My heart still hurts, and sex right now doesn't-"

"Of course no sex right now. It's just that I want to love my pokemon. To show him that he isn't alone and that there are people who care, especially one girl, who cares for him."

Razor turned around to see Sariah having a caring face, a smile full of love and understanding. Razor realized that he never lost the love of his trainer - it was he who lost himself. He felt so much pain and regret that he forgot that the person he cared for most still cared for him. "Sure, why not?" he replied with a smile.

Sariah lifted herself on top of Razor and pinned him below her, and with her right hand she careesed his left cheek. Razor did the same and cup one of Sariah's cheeks into one of his hand. The two looked at each other; Sariah at Razor's sky blue iris' and Razor at Sariah's emerald eyes. They were happly smiling as they looked at each other's faces, and the two were once again in a famliar feeling and stuation. Sariah kissed Razor and Razor put his large webbed hand behind Sariah's head to pull her close to him. Sariah's lips smacking Razor's tongue was evident, as she continued to caress the scarf her lips and lap at it with her tongue. Razor, meanwhile, tried kissing her where his tongue scarf and upper lips met, so it coud feel like Sariah was kissing two lips. Razor wrapped his second arm around Sariah's waist, pulling her entire warm body to him. Slowly but surely, his old desire began to increase. Slowly, until...

"Oh my. I thought you didn't want to have sex, Razor?" teased Sariah at feeling his cock push against her pants as it erected. "I guess it's because you often times drive me crazy, Sariah," laugh Razor. "Crazy in love for you."

Sariah's plan worked. She wanted to have sex with him as soon as possible, the horny nymphomaniac trying her best to have Razor use her body. She took off her clothes and tossed them into a pile on the floor until there was nothing left except for her bare skin and on Razor's moist greninja skin. "To be honest though, there is a part of me that is unsure about this," said Razor. "It still hurts and is afraid that I may screw up and hurt you again. I don't know why I feel this way, but I do."

"And what does the other part say?" teased Sariah as she slower lowered herself onto him.

Razor grinned lustfuly. "That it wants to fuck you senseless."

"That's my froggy," said Sariah, and she dropped down hard onto Razor's rod, causing him to grunt and Sariah to yelp.

Sariah rid Razor's cock in a cowgirl style, and already Razor began to relax and melt as his cock was constantly squishing inside and out of Sariah's pussy. In his mind, he had missed this type of treatment. He missed having sex with Sariah, and he missed the feeling of her warm and tight vagina enveloping his fully erect froggy phallus. Sariah rid slowly, as she wanted to slowly bring razor into a state of calm and arousal. She wanted to make this moment feel special for him, as she wanted him to get used to her as her partner, both romantically and sexually. She wanted to reform him back to the way he used to be; the goofy, loveable, teasing, sex-crazed frog he was. She continued to slow hump and then went on with kissing razor more as her hips dipped up and down. She followed a rhythm that she kept on going, not going to fast as to bring on an orgasm too quickly, but fast enough to send up the pleasure that both partners were feeling. Her juices and his pre-cum made his cock slick, which allowed for better movement up and down, and at the same time the quickening warmed up their privates, making for a nice warm tingling sensation.

"Oh Arceus, I missed the feeling of your cock inside me," said Sariah.

"Well I missed being inside you, My Sweet Sariah," said Razor with a smug smile. "I suppose you can go a bit faster, can you? Is that really a fast you can go?"

"Ah, so *gasp* the old froggy is starting to return," laughed Sariah at the tease, who in turn increased her speed due to his words. She was joyful at hearing that her cute frog was starting to return to normal. She missed his "words of encouragement" so much. And so, Sariah kept riding Razor slowly and kissing him at the same time, but now she decided that it was time to speed things up a bit. She broke the kiss and humped even faster, really pounding Razor's cock as he gripped the bedsheets at the sheer intensity of being ridden. His breathing began to quicken and his heart began to race. The poor greninja must have lost some his vitality and endurance during this past month of being sex free. But despite that, as he tried hard not to come, he could only allow his mind to bask in utter euphoria as he was lossing his senses.

"You are usually the one to fuck me senseless *gasp*," breathed Sariah. "But now it seems you're the one who can barely hold on," she said teasingly. "Get ready to cum for me, froggy," and she rode him even harder.

This time it was Razor who was being sent out of this world. He felt as though nothing would be able to top the high he was feeling now. But his dick said otherwise, as his cock erupted into Sariah, who stopped and sank as deep as she could go as to receive all of his sperm. Flash was now incoherent, barely knowing what was going on around him.The feeling of warm greni cum sloshing and jetting in her womb also made Sariah reach orgasm as well. Her vaginal walls began to squeeze as her's and Razor's body began to tremble. Sariah had a rush of blood go up her head, a high that rendered her temporarily unconcious as she fell forwards on top of Razor. Razor caught her fall and brought her body close to his now warmed up and moist body. Razor craddled Sariah her into his arms and his cock was pulled out of her vagina, squirting small jets of cum and flicking cum and juices as it came out. But Razor was still in cloud nine, and when Sariah opened her eyes she saw that Razor had Fainted, his swirling eyes a sure sign that his brains were fucked senseless.

Sariah felt proud of herself as she then began to kiss the unconcious froggy awake, to which he did in a short amount of time.

"Oh, how I missed this," said Razor.

"Me too," said Sariah. "But more importantly, I missed your old self. I missed the fun, happy, horny, and bombastic froggy that I had before."

"Well, your froggy was never gone," said Razor, "rather he was lost in his mind's maze and covered in immense guilt... guilt that, even after that wonder sex session, still hasn't gone away."

Sariah was sad to hear that Razor had not completely gotten rid of his depression, but at least she was happy that he was happy. "Well, so long as you're happy froggy, I will be happy," she then said those words. And the two cuddled as they slept the rest of that night in bed. Sariah managed to do it. She opened up Razor's heart...

The following Day, Sariah and Razor went for a walk to the Pokepark, where everyone was gathered to have a blast this Easter. The kid and children Pokemon were playing, the adults were chatting and having barbeques, and the sweet smell of the grass type pokemon wafted from the flower beds and bushes. Sariah and Razor were eating each a cone of ice cream, enjoying the spring air and enjoying the celebration brought on by Easter. Pastor Solis over at the church gave a wonderful sermon about the Three Months of Wandering that Christian the Darkrai's Spirit did two thousand years ago.

The two also met with Zazzy and Axel at the park, who had closed shop for the holiday, and were enjoying the ambience. But the sex shop owners then began to feel sorry when the Greni-lovers told them about Razor's colapse into depression and the fights that they've been having--to which Zazzy shed a few tears.

"I'm sorry, Froggy Legs," lamented Zazzy as a tear went down her cheek. "I didn''t mean to cause you to go down that horrible route."

"I apologize too, Razor," said Axel the Bisharp. "Sussana and I were just angered that you two didn't head our warning. We didn't mean to cause you any emotional trauma."

Razor and Sariah looked at each other, and then bac at the Sex Shop owners. "It's okay," said Razor. "You two were right to be angry. I just wasn't careful enough that day."

"At least I was able to bring Razor mostly back to his old self. I just hope that from now on, we no longer need to fear hurting each other can be a couple once more," said Sariah.

After the talk, the two walked around the park, they looked into a bush and saw a real symbol of Easter: A Lopunny couple, father and mother, laid against a tree with several eggs in their arms.

"Sure are lucky a lucky couple, aren't they?" said Razor.

"They sure are," said Sariah.

And the two carried on with their walk, knowing that nothing will tear them apart from here on...