Nah, only 98% evil.Her tripping out self fell into the other 2%.
"Then why?" She let out a short, barking laugh. "Why'd you leave me?! Why'd you forget about me? I... I love you. So much. You don't even care. You went and married that wretch and you don't even care about how she acts whenever I come visit."
Ok, it was time to review the facts. Claus knew Blacky was a Pokemon, a little black and yellow fox thing called and Umbreon. A Dark type. She writes about going home every once and a while. She called him Master. So... her trainer? He knew nothing about her trainer, but apparently, she really didn't like his wife.
"I'm, uh... I'm sorry?"
He knew he couldn't probe into her mind, with her nature and with the state it was in. He searched her eyes, regardless.
"I didn't forget about you." I mean, if she still went to visit...
What? That didn't make sense. If he still remembered her, why did he give off the impression that he didn't before?
She didn't even care anymore. If he said he didn't, he didn't. She wanted to believe that. She wanted to go home with him, with this version that was neither married nor cold. "...I'm tired, Master. Just take me home. With you, and with Raticate, and with my son, and even your children. Even she can be there, just... Let's... I'm so tired. Of everything."
Blacky, who seemed to have no regard for the relationship between his Father, Lucas, and himself, had a son of her own. Too many questions raced through his head, namely who was the father, and where is he, but he tried not to let the shock show on his face, and nodded at her instead.
"Sure. Do you... do you want to take a nap, or something?"
A nap. That sounded... That sounded wonderful. She could just sleep forever. She nodded with a quiet whimper and decided to just lay her head down right in her trainer's lap.
Under normal circumstances, Claus thought this would probably be a PK worthy offense. But... he supposed there was no harm in letting her remain as long as she was in this state. He slowly put his hands down on either side of his lap, unsure of what to do with them.
She was still for a moment, stuck in the uneasy purgatory between consciousness and sleep. Something was off about her trainer. The smell. It wasn't his scent. It was someone else. She jolted awake with that realization, pulling her head back and staring at whoever this was.
His clothes were black, emblazoned with a giant red 'R.' R is for ra-ra-rocket. Why didn't she notice it before? How could she be so stupid?!
She wanted to run. She wanted to kill him. She wanted to go with him and see if she could find her brother. Find Golduck. But Golduck had found her already. Did he send this impostor? She narrowed her eyes and growled.
Nah, only 98% evil.Her tripping out self fell into the other 2%.
"Then why?" She let out a short, barking laugh. "Why'd you leave me?! Why'd you forget about me? I... I love you. So much. You don't even care. You went and married that wretch and you don't even care about how she acts whenever I come visit."
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"I'm, uh... I'm sorry?"
He knew he couldn't probe into her mind, with her nature and with the state it was in. He searched her eyes, regardless.
"I didn't forget about you." I mean, if she still went to visit...
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She didn't even care anymore. If he said he didn't, he didn't. She wanted to believe that. She wanted to go home with him, with this version that was neither married nor cold. "...I'm tired, Master. Just take me home. With you, and with Raticate, and with my son, and even your children. Even she can be there, just... Let's... I'm so tired. Of everything."
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She had a son.
Blacky, who seemed to have no regard for the relationship between his Father, Lucas, and himself, had a son of her own. Too many questions raced through his head, namely who was the father, and where is he, but he tried not to let the shock show on his face, and nodded at her instead.
"Sure. Do you... do you want to take a nap, or something?"
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A nap. That sounded... That sounded wonderful. She could just sleep forever. She nodded with a quiet whimper and decided to just lay her head down right in her trainer's lap.
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"R-right here?!"
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Yes.
Right there.
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She was still for a moment, stuck in the uneasy purgatory between consciousness and sleep. Something was off about her trainer. The smell. It wasn't his scent. It was someone else. She jolted awake with that realization, pulling her head back and staring at whoever this was.
His clothes were black, emblazoned with a giant red 'R.' R is for ra-ra-rocket. Why didn't she notice it before? How could she be so stupid?!
She wanted to run. She wanted to kill him. She wanted to go with him and see if she could find her brother. Find Golduck. But Golduck had found her already. Did he send this impostor? She narrowed her eyes and growled.
Wild UMBREON fled!
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