Rebecca had been fast asleep in bed, snoring like a chainsaw as Triton was curled up on top of her.
“Mnn… No, Mom, I don’t want the Tamato berries… They’re too spicy…”
She was mumbling in her sleep, drooling on her pillow.
It’s been a few days and the small Mewtwo was back. Silently floating around the outside of the house. Landing on the roof they tried to just sense if anyone was here.
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