Well, hello, it is me, Kai. Yeah, that trainer you all have not heard about. You know I am not interested on being famous, I want to focus only in my problem: to left behind my pokémon ghost type phobia. Or at least, forget all about that.
Since I just left home quite a few weeks ago and won the White Snowflake Badge, I'd like to tell you all that I'm fine with the adventure. Like, I mean, we rescued a poor little Miltank whom was treatened as a bad girl in the ranch. Well, me, Hatsu -my Dirfloon- and Eirien -a Vulpix- thought that the problems were all over, but that wasn't true. A few days after that, we started to see that Pilary got ill, apparently for no reason. She got sickness, with fever and tiring. She kept telling us she was ok, but we all knew that was not true, nor a bit.
But... what could we do?
"Trust me, I'm fine! I just... Need to rest", she kept saying. Two days after, we got to Aegir, one of the biggest cities in Garaden.
Unfortunately, Pily got faint on her own feet, but we were nearby to a Pokémon Center. What a relief!
"So... What is it? Is she going to be ok?". Four hours, four hour we got stuck, inside a blank room in the PC. Pilary was sleeping, apparently better, but fever was still there.
"I think so. Where did you find her?", the doctor said. I could not response, like if I wanna say anyone we helped her to escape from that ranch, like criminals. "I'll be honest. She has not been milked away. Miltank needs to get milked every day, and, if you do not got that in mind, nor if you do not knew anything about that, better you need to reconsider about being a Trainer. You need to worry more about what you do! To think about consequences!".
"I'm... sorry, I have no idea... So, what we can do now?".
"Isn't that obvious?". The doctor got up and walked outside the room. A few minutes later, he returned back with two glass bottles, each in one hand. He gave me both.
"Oh... Oh, no, no, y-you're not going to say that I...".
"I will not touch her, she's your pokémon after all".
"That's no fair!" Hatsu claimed, with her cheeks painted in red like tomatoes.
"He'll need to do it if you want to see your friend better. I mean... Fluid retention is a serious issue. She'll get worse if you do not hurry. You all are so lucky you got to Aegir quite fast!".
"I don't get it", Eirien said, "from where is he going to milk Pilary? What is that "milk" stuff?".
"You better not ask", Hatsu answered with a poker face, "Ok, I get it, it is for her sake. Good luck and all that stuff".
"Wait, you are not helping me!?", I shouted, but Hatsu and Eirien were walking out of the nursery's room already.
"We'll be here around! Bye bye!".
"Hatsuuuu! Oh shoot...", I did look over Pilary, who was reclined over the bed, with a heavy and loudly breathing. "So... You're serious about this?", I asked, but the doctor himself disappeared behind the door, following both of my companions.
"Hmmm...", Pilary moaned with nuisance.
"... OH YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!".
From that day, I learned something: worry more about what your pokémon needs every day, and be soft with your hands.
Quite the gentle.
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Crazy, don't you think? I'm working with a group of friends to make a story about moemons. Do not get the wrong idea, it is quite serious! I just wrote an idea was passing over my head. Hope you like it!
And, yeah, it is a world where every pokémon has been transformed into humans. Very cute ones!
See you later!