#cw.insect

At this point, I honestly have a pretty solid idea in my mind for how I think this situation would typically go! You're a couple of years younger than them and you're a little weird, just like your brothers. During your childhood, whenever someone teases or bullies you at school, they always stick up for you! You love to play together with them. Perhaps you don't share their strong interest in trains and the like, or perhaps you do, but either way you get so happy thinking about being a three-car-train with them!

When you're an adult though, things have changed. You're either still busy with higher education or have a full-time job to busy yourself with and you just don't spend as much time with them as you used to. They're practically famous themselves. And nearly always working. But despite these barriers, you feel like there's something more seperating them from you. Ingo and Emmet seem as close as ever, and you feel… Distant from them. A tiny part of you has always been jealous of their bond. As twins, it seems they had always been capable of easily understanding each other. How could you compare to that? How could you be as close to them as each other? Now, it seems your fear is coming a reality. You get it, though. It hurts, but you get it.

…The reality of the situation, though, is different than you could ever expect. It's true that Ingo and Emmet are keeping their distance from you, their little sister, but it's because they're both lusting after you. They can't control themselves around you. Neither of them are a stranger to incestuous relationships… They've been all of each other's firsts, after all, and they're still in a secretive relationship together. But they couldn't drag you down into this with them. Ingo especially feels guilty about his desires, while Emmet would occasionally bring up the idea to tell you what they want and let you decide. The threat of ruining your relationship forever looms large over both of them, though. An outcome where you're disgusted with them is something they desperately want to avoid.

I also quite enjoy the angle that you're secretly attracted to them, too, even more frustrated because you have absolutely no one to talk about it with. Perhaps Ingo and Emmet are famous enough in the Pokémon world that they have fanfiction written about them in-universe too. And you get off on it, sometimes. Most of it is so hard to reconcile with the intimate knowledge you have of your brothers that it takes you out of the story, though.

For one reason or another, as it had started as an unintended side-effect of his insectification machines, the ones he has turned are obedient to him more than anything else! It’s funny, really, that the people transformed entirely into insects are more coherent, and adore him in a more overt way, huh? His working theory is that during a partial transformation, people are perhaps still struggling against it mentally. In one form or another. It’s difficult to check, really, since they can’t exactly tell him! They’re all twitchy, hardly capable of functioning, except to follow his commands.

For you, he tries to find a sweet spot in between the two. When something or, in this case, someone, catches Maxime’s eye, he has a tendency to throw himself into it head-first. Never doing anything less than perfect, never accepting less than defeat. So, when you deny his romantic advances so directly… Not only does it leave a dent in his pride, it leaves him with a bit of a grudge, as well. If there anything he doesn’t handle well, it’s grudges. Now that he’s got a handheld-sized way of turning anyone into insects, it’d be silly of him not to use it!

(And if you are hoping for Valentina to interfere, you are fresh out of luck. The both of them have come to an agreement long ago that interests in other people are fine, as long as they are discussed. To add to that, it’d be hard for her to be a ‘femme fatale’ if she couldn’t seduce anyone, right? They’ve been together long enough to know that they will always return to each other’s side. So, no, Valentina will not get jealous and try to interfere in… Whatever her boyfriend has going on with you. She’d be more likely to watch, egging him on in amusement and turning away once she’s lost interest.)

“It’s just a pair of antennae sprouting from your head! That’s not so bad, is it, huh? Look at you! They look so cute on you! Little things.” Maxime tells you, patting your head, tone and expression both dripping with condescension. Whereas a minute ago you would have ran for the hills at this, your mind has become sluggish and, without even fully realising what he’s saying, you find yourself nodding along to his words. He smells good, familiar. You would be able to pick him out of a crowd with ease. Unbeknownst to you, your pupils are blown wide now, too. Anyone who say them would think you were high out of your mind. You shudder as he pinches and rubs one of your newly-sprouted appendages in between fingers. The antennae are incredibly sensitive. The sensation can only be compared to someone running their hands up over the bare skin of your sides, and you tense up, eyelids fluttering. It doesn’t exactly feel good, but it doesn’t feel… Bad, either. A noise leaves your throat, one you can only describe as a chirp, and weren’t capable of making before. All of a sudden, revulsion hits you like a tidal wave. It must show on your face, because Maxime squeezes down, and it hurts. “Non, non! None of that! Just look at me. Or do you want to grow another pair of arms also? …No, I didn’t think so.”