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Although she really should have been stern at Assumption's proclamation... the Vulpix can't help the small smile that crosses her muzzle. It's not like she's been the best example, when it comes to sneaking.
"Don't get yourself into any trouble, now. Not even on our account."
But hey... she certainly wouldn't tattle if they came calling around Sharkhaus...
Meanwhile, Wolf (being the only one with something like hands) had taken the drawing and waited in silent curiosity as Assumption scurried off to his trainer and back. His dark eyes widened when the little Buneary doll was held out, and he took it reverently, regarding it for a moment... before hugging it tightly to his skinny little chest.
Walter watched the exchange, his fond smile only growing warmer. He had no idea how Assumption could let go of something so precious to him, the doll that Eileen had given him. It was further proof of his Pokemon's sweet nature and it made the fondness he felt towards him grow. While it was difficult for Walter to express in words, or to even acknowledge to himself, he adored Assumption and wanted him to be happy. He could wait for as long as Assumption needed with his friends - even if he couldn't fight a shiver against the cold, rubbing his hands together to try and keep warm.
Assumption peeked up when the doll was taken and couldn't help how his tail wagged at seeing his present being accepted so well. He glanced wistfully between their trainers. He had hoped they would get closer, but he knew Walter was very shy and wouldn't come forward and it seemed like St. Alessa wasn't coming down from her Rapidash and walking over to him either. It was a little disappointing but there was still hope for the future, as they weren't talking angrily or fighting.
"My trainer thinks we're going to be gone for a month at least. We're going to fight some gyms and become strong. I'll still call you all though! Every time we go to a new place!" He was confident Walter would let him do that.
No, St. Alessa was most certainly not coming down from the Rapidash. But at least she wasn't angry and screaming. Or rushing her Pokemon through their goodbyes-- as genuinely uncomfortable as this was, she didn't want to hurry them off.
All the same, she was plenty warm atop Carousel, but Walter wasn't so fortunate. She wondered, briefly, if he had any fire-types of his own. But if he did, they weren't out at the moment, and he seemed cold.
"Okay, guys. Maybe start wrapping it up."
Wolf looked up at her, not quite in possession of enough emotional self-control not to start whining deep down in his throat, then reached out to give Assumption a last tight hug. The doll was still in hand.
Warden, meanwhile, nodded. Not without some sadness.
"Our thoughts and prayers will be with you on your journey."
Assumption hadn't expected the tight hug but Wolf's low whine upset him too. He held his friend close, nodding to Warden. "I'll be praying and thinking of you all too. All the time." He reluctantly let go of Wolf, giving both Warden and Kite hugs too before taking a few steps back. He looked up at Heather uncertainly and waved to her too, before turning and walking back to Walter.
Despite worshipping a Sun God, Walter had yet to capture or even come across any fire type Pokemon he could obtain, sadly. He heard Heather tell the Pokemon to end their goodbyes and exhaled a soft sigh. He crouched down as Assumption came over to him, his Pokemon also shivering slightly - either from the cold or from the tears that were building up, he wasn't sure. He thought carefully, before pulling out one of the scarves he had been gifted over Christmas - the red one that matched the sweater Assumption had been given - and wrapped it around him, picking him up.
Walter looked over to Heather and paused, before nodding to her too. "Thank you." And, holding Assumption to his chest, he turned and began to walk away.
Even Kite, usually loathe to be touched at all, not only tolerated but leaned into the hug. None of them wanted to leave it at this.
But there was nothing for it... they couldn't stand out here in the snowy park forever.
As Assumption turned to toddle back to his trainer, Heather hesitated for a few seconds before withdrawing the forlorn trio back into their Pokeballs, the cold air betraying the sigh that escaped her. Now that they'd gotten the goodbyes out of the way... she had to decide exactly how she wanted to deal with their transgressions.
Wolf and Kite, she could hardly blame... but Warden and Val (the obvious schemer and the reluctant-but-compliant enabler) are another story entirely.
God, how did this even happen.
When Walter looked up and spoke, she nodded in reply.
"... Get a fire-type Pokemon while you're on the road if you can. Spring isn't coming for a while."
And then she, too, turned her horse and started to head back in the direction she came from.
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"Don't get yourself into any trouble, now. Not even on our account."
But hey... she certainly wouldn't tattle if they came calling around Sharkhaus...
Meanwhile, Wolf (being the only one with something like hands) had taken the drawing and waited in silent curiosity as Assumption scurried off to his trainer and back. His dark eyes widened when the little Buneary doll was held out, and he took it reverently, regarding it for a moment... before hugging it tightly to his skinny little chest.
He will keep it forever.
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Assumption peeked up when the doll was taken and couldn't help how his tail wagged at seeing his present being accepted so well. He glanced wistfully between their trainers. He had hoped they would get closer, but he knew Walter was very shy and wouldn't come forward and it seemed like St. Alessa wasn't coming down from her Rapidash and walking over to him either. It was a little disappointing but there was still hope for the future, as they weren't talking angrily or fighting.
"My trainer thinks we're going to be gone for a month at least. We're going to fight some gyms and become strong. I'll still call you all though! Every time we go to a new place!" He was confident Walter would let him do that.
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All the same, she was plenty warm atop Carousel, but Walter wasn't so fortunate. She wondered, briefly, if he had any fire-types of his own. But if he did, they weren't out at the moment, and he seemed cold.
"Okay, guys. Maybe start wrapping it up."
Wolf looked up at her, not quite in possession of enough emotional self-control not to start whining deep down in his throat, then reached out to give Assumption a last tight hug. The doll was still in hand.
Warden, meanwhile, nodded. Not without some sadness.
"Our thoughts and prayers will be with you on your journey."
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Despite worshipping a Sun God, Walter had yet to capture or even come across any fire type Pokemon he could obtain, sadly. He heard Heather tell the Pokemon to end their goodbyes and exhaled a soft sigh. He crouched down as Assumption came over to him, his Pokemon also shivering slightly - either from the cold or from the tears that were building up, he wasn't sure. He thought carefully, before pulling out one of the scarves he had been gifted over Christmas - the red one that matched the sweater Assumption had been given - and wrapped it around him, picking him up.
Walter looked over to Heather and paused, before nodding to her too. "Thank you." And, holding Assumption to his chest, he turned and began to walk away.
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But there was nothing for it... they couldn't stand out here in the snowy park forever.
As Assumption turned to toddle back to his trainer, Heather hesitated for a few seconds before withdrawing the forlorn trio back into their Pokeballs, the cold air betraying the sigh that escaped her. Now that they'd gotten the goodbyes out of the way... she had to decide exactly how she wanted to deal with their transgressions.
Wolf and Kite, she could hardly blame... but Warden and Val (the obvious schemer and the reluctant-but-compliant enabler) are another story entirely.
God, how did this even happen.
When Walter looked up and spoke, she nodded in reply.
"... Get a fire-type Pokemon while you're on the road if you can. Spring isn't coming for a while."
And then she, too, turned her horse and started to head back in the direction she came from.