Sunlight leaked through thick tree tops as Miku tugged her Duskull along a forest path. It tickled her skin, warming only the patches it could reach, and strengthening the cold of the patches it couldn't. That was a strange sensation. Some parts of her skin felt as though they were enjoying a sunny day in spring, while other sections felt as though they were being kissed by a chilling wind in autumn.
She wasn't quite sure what she thought of that, but she had decided it was okay enough for her to be pleasant. From what she had been told, the longest she would have to be in this forest was twenty minutes; that wasn't too much time to have to endure the odd temperature of this place, she supposed. After she got out of here, she would be on her way to her new job as a florist! That's when the real fun began!
"Hee hee hee," she giggled to herself. "This is gunna be awesome! D'ya think they'll make us wear a uniform? Florists have cute uniforms, right? They gotta!" She peered down to the ghastly Pokemon at her side to see his response. When she noticed that his attention was fixated ahead, she, too, looked forward.
The path they strode upon was branching into three sections.
The two figures came to halt.
"What is this?" the idol wondered aloud. A pout was in place as she looked to her friend once more. "Do you remember that lady sayin' anything about which path t'take?" Her Duskull gave her a less than confident look. "Awh man, what're we gunna do? We can't get lost out here!" Her eyes darted across the area before she called out, "Is anyone here? Helloooooo!"
People hadn't been around for some time now; as far as Miku knew, she and Pon Pon were the only two out here. She groaned.
