#babvee

[phantomreefinquiries]

The Eevee paused, thinking before answering Triton. "Vee." It squeaked with a nod. The small Pokemon frowned, flattening its ears. Finally realizing the situation they were in, they looked as if they were on the verge of tears.

Triton slowly slipped out of the water, tapping the Eevee’s back with his tail as he led it to a small, hidden berry farm, “Here, little buddy. Eat up.” Triton attempted to smile once more, every situation going through his head. Would he have to adopt it? He didn’t know if he could do that, what if someone was looking for it? Perhaps he should write a letter to Team Stars, maybe they would be able to find its parent’s. But what if it was abandoned? Triton wouldn’t be able to part with something left for nothing.

His head was spinning with all of the thoughts flooding it. He hoped that he’d be able to figure out something soon...

But at least he got the baby fed.

[phantomreefinquiries]

The Eevee's tail thumped gently on the ground, seeming to enjoy Triton's company. At the word "parents", as well as "mommy" and "daddy", the Eevee looked confused, as if it had no clue what the word meant. "Vee?" The Eevee mewed. They seemed to be thinking hard.

Triton went quiet for a few moments, before his smile started to fade. He continued to speak in the childish tone, though it became a bit quieter to hide the ache that seeing such a vulnerable child ingrained into his heart, “Are you hungry, little buddy?” he asked once more.

[phantomreefinquiries]

The Eevee tilted it's head to one side at Triton's words, seemingly unable to understand the grimness of the situation. The Eevee licked Triton to thank him anyway, although still gazed at the vast waters longingly. Where are the Eevee's parents, anyway..?

Triton’s gaze only softened more, and he started to push the eevee out a bit more, leading it to his small berry farm, “Little buddy, where’s your parents? Are they close?” he paused, clearing his throat and speaking in a more childish tone, hoping the eevee would understand that a bit better, “Where’s mommy nd daddy?”

Triton couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed to be heard using such a tone.