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Commotion In The Park (Vulpix, Shinx, and Skitty omo)
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Back again with another story. This one’s concept was actually based on another story I read, though it was pretty old. If the original uploader of said story wants me to change anything or take it down, I will. That being said, enjoy part 1, part 2 will be out shortly and will feature more of what you’re here for. I think in a reply to this topic. “Nnn.. ahh..” Shrouded by her deep sleep, a Vulpix tossed and turned in her bed. It was very, very early in the morning, it was dark in her room, and outside. Beside her bed laid 3 empty water bottles, and under the cover laid a paw between her legs. Whatever this Vulpix was dreaming of. You could bet it had something to do with a certain urge. 8 AM Her alarm clock awakened her. She sat up and wiped her sleepy eyes with her fluffy paw. Then, looked down as she felt a warmth in her bed. “Oh! Not again!!” This Vulpix was simply named Pix. She had a bit of trouble, especially when it came to pee-related matter. Pix was teased most of her years in school, if not for being small, or not wanting to evolve, it was for her frequent yips needing the bathroom. Pix loved her figure, her short but adorable paws, her cute cinnamon bun hair. She wouldn’t give it up for the world, but it came at a cost. Her bladder capacity was greatly reduced. And even though she was a fully grown Vulpix, her accidents still happened. Fortunately, Pix was a very kind, yet picky Pokémon. She had gotten the sheets she had wet all in the washing machine. It took her longer than expected, and took most of her morning. Up. It was now lunch time. Pix was a little displeased at this. She ate a sandwich she had prepared and sighed, still bummed by this morning. Sitting her cute tush on her chair the pondered. “Maybe I should go out to the park today. That’ll get my mind off things.” Smiling at the thought she agreed to go in a few hours. And so, at 2:00, She locked up her apartment complex, and started heading out towards the park. She took many water bottles, as it was hot out. Putting them in her little hand bag, she trotted over, as it wasn’t far away. Suddenly... *thud* ”Ah!” “Whoops! Sorry!” Someone had bumped into Pix. Regaining her vision, she could see that it was a Skitty! But she didn’t look young. “A Skitty?” ”A Vulpix?” The two looked at each other for a minute, but before Pix could say anything she was interrupted by the Skitty. “Let me guess! You also love how you look right now too much to evolve??” She blurted out. Pix was astonished by the outburst, but was more happy she met someone with the same outlook as she did. They quickly started talking and became friends. She learned that this Skitty was named Kitkat, and she was very hyperactive. The two lay on a grassy hill and talked for what seemed like forever. Bonding over their shared interests, what berries they liked, a little boy talk. However, a sudden feeling made Pix’s tails twirl and her legs move a bit closer together. Kitkat spoke up, “uh? What’s up? Did ya sense something? Is it a ghost? Is there maybe a-“ Pix had to wave her paw in front of Kitkat to snap her back into reality. “No, Kat, I just kind of have to- “Pee? Oh I knew it! I was wondering when you were gonna ask to go!” Kat pointed her stubby Skitty leg at Pix’s bag. Pix blushes as she realizes she’s drank all four of the water bottles she brought along in just an hour. “But on that note,” Kat went on “I’ve gotta whizz too!” The Skitty’s expression seemed mischievous for some odd reason. Pix sighed, she probably forgot to, knowing her personality. ”Well, shall we go? So we can.. y’know, go?” Kitkat giggled at her own joke. ”Sure, sure. It’s starting to get worse. Let’s find a bathroom, there’s got to be one somewhere in this park...” -
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It was late. The sun had long since left the horizon, leaving the inky black of night to cover the world. Inside a small house, which lay in a quiet glade, lit only by the crackling fireplace, sat a teenager- a girl. She sat at a desk, pen in hand, writing into a small notepad, speaking her words as she wrote. "Day forty six.. It feels like forever ago now. Mother always told me these woods where filled with wild Pokemon. Teeming with life...but it's empty. Silent. Nobody's here, or at least...nobody I have seen. Fallen trees, marked with paint for cutting lay around the edges of the forest, and bulldozers like an army surrounding this once peaceful place. But deep inside...its like a whole different world. Everything is so green, and lush. Everything feels alive. But there are no birds in the trees, no trainers, no bugs. Just...that awful silence, so thick you can almost feel it. Where is all the life mother told me of? Where are all the Pokémon? That's what I'm determined to find out. The news say it's just...migration. But it can't be...all types at once? No way. I've been documenting everything.. I've seen only six of the native Pokemon, where there should be hundreds. The ones I've seen have looked sickly and sad..Could it be because of the forest disappearing? Being cut down? I don't know, but I will find out. Somehow.." She set down the pen, sighing as she turned to the window, and the clouds which had been covering the moon, finally allowed its ghostly light to shine through, illuminating the area in a silvery glow. The girl started as she saw a creature watching her from the edges of the trees, standing beside the largest of them. She peered closer, and saw a tail...long ears......paws.. The figure stepped forward, revealing itself to be a Lucario. The girl heard a gasp pass her lips when she took in the state of the Pokémon. it's skin was stretched tight over its bones, giving it a gaunt, almost skeletal appearance. It's fur was a disarray of knots and tangles, and one of its piercing red eyes where crossed with a long healed scar. Its chest spike had obtained a web of cracks from an unknown attack-though what could have caused such damage, yet not kill the poor creature, she didn't care think about at this time. The girl slowly stood, and opened the door to her cabin. "H-hello. Are...you okay?" There was no reply, the silence of the forest becoming deafening. "I....I'm Alice." Alice took a step forward, but jerked back when the lucario bared its sharp fangs, a rolling snarl of warning coming from it. "H-hey! It's okay. I..I don't want to hurt you. It's freezing out here- you..you can come inside." All her instincts told her to run- to flee from this wild animal. Yet she knew in her heart it wouldn't hurt her. "You can trust me." The Lucario eyed her warily, before slowly walking forward. Alice smiled encouragingly, giving the Pokémon a wide space as it entered her cabin. Alice shut the door, the cold air quickly being snuffed out by the warm fire. "You..look hungry. I made dinner earlier- want some?" The Lucario showed no signs it had heard her. It was inspecting the various pictures of Alice and her family, hung on the walls. "Oh. That's my mom and dad." The Lucario gave her a questioning look, which she interpreted as asking why she wasn't with them. "They...they died. In a forest fire. They where trying to save the wild Pokémon inside, but..got trapped." The Lucario opened its mouth, briefly, as if to speak, then closed it again. Alice took note of this behavior, wondering if this could be one of the few Pokémon who chose to learn the human language.. "So! Are you hungry?" All theories of it being able to speak went out the window when she recieved only a grunt in reply. Alice busied herself with heating up a bowl of soup, watching the Lucario explore her small home out of the corner of her eye. She saw it walk over to the television, and turn it on, then sit down to watch- as if it had done so a hundred times before. "So you've been in a house before, I'd guess?" She received no reply. But at this point- she honestly didn't expect to. "I wonder..." The Lucario's eyes darted towards her, silently prompting her to continue. "Your the first wild Pokémon I've seen who hasn't attacked me, or run Away. You've obviously had prior experience with humans- at least enough to know that not all of them are hunters." The Lucario didn't make any indication as to confirm or deny her words. Alice let the subject go, for now, seeing as she was making no progress pressing the point. Within minutes, she was serving the Pokémon. Alice hummed. "You know...I know a lot of Pokémon like being called by their species name, but a lot of others have nicknames. Do you have one?" At its sharp nod, Alice beamed. "Well, let's see..what could it be...is-" "It's Luke." Alice went silent, her green eyes wide in astonishment. "Wh-what?" The Lucario gave a ghost of a smile, though it's eyes where haunted, "I said, my name is Luke." _____ Authors Note: If you've enjoyed this chapter, please drop a comment =) omo will be coming in soon, I promise, though likelyin the form of a flash back. Thank you to all whom have enjoyed this thus far! If you want your Oc (preferably a humanoid Pokemon of some sort, or even a person) to be included in this story, drop me a message here or on skype, at mewtwo393
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