You live a life of crime. Not Team Rocket, just stealing Pokémon and stuff, no, you rob banks and all that crap. One time, you got caught and were thrown into a jail cell with a Lopunny girl in there with you. Both of you fell in love, promising to break out together. A year later, you do exactly that, using your Fire Blast move to destroy the wall, hopping into a car, and driving off into the sunset. It's been 3 years, you two have robbed banks, shot a few people, set things on fire, and also got married. Granted, you did steal those two rings and hold a guy at gunpoint to print the marriage papers, but you call it one.

You're sitting down at a small desk, tampering with some C4 to give it some extra boost, when Alisha's slender arms and breasts press against you, leaning over your shoulder.

"The fuse should be on the side, not the top.."

She climbs up onto your lap and takes the C4 from you, fixing the fuse to make it on the side.

"More firepower this way."