Something old, something new
The hikes had become something of a monthly ritual, at least for Haewon and Houndoom, and most recently she started bringing along Bulbasaur as well. She was eternally grateful for the older Pokemon’s patience and understanding, since from the first time she had ever brought the younger one, their pace had slowed considerably. What used to be a brisk hike up the trail and back down before it was even late afternoon had became a very long, casual pace to stop and smell the flowers. Quite literally.
Every few feet it seemed like Bulbasaur was stopping to admire one bloom and then another and Haewon’s tendency to dote on him meant that she never tried to hurry him up. Despite all the stops, she was eternally grateful for the other companion’s patience and willingness to even play along a little. Maybe it was having to deal with not one, not two, but three children that made Houndoom so patient (though to be honest, none of them were that small when he was first acquired, but three mostly unsupervised teens and young adults can get into quite some mischief).
There was a point where Haewon wondered if she should just pick him up and continue the hike carrying him the whole way, but while small there was no doubt that she at some point would have to put him down. And then they’d be back at square one, but she’d have sore arms.
For what felt like the 50th time, Haewon and Houndoom were once again stopped as Bulbasaur ambled off into a nearby bush, but something seemed to pique Houndoom’s interest as he followed after. Curiosity had her following after the two, mostly wondering what it was that had pulled Houndoom along. Just on the other side of the brush, was a pale yellow box, one that Bulbasaur was already pulling the ribbon off of.
“Ah, hey!” Haewon quickly grabbed him, pulling him up and away from the box, but the ribbon was firmly in his teeth and it fell away as she pulled him. She glared at the younger pokemon, who looked quite pleased with himself before she turned her attention back to the box. The small burns on the side made her eye it warily, but the sounds coming from inside sparked her curiosity again as she slowly lifted the lid.
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