Mewtwo didn’t know what ventilation was but was glad it did its thing. Pulling out of the carpet and giving out one final cough. The little Pokemon started to float out from under the bed with what could best be described as a look of defeat on their face.
Most of the smell was gone but some was still lingering. Enough to distract them enough they didn’t notice that wall until they already bumped into it, good thing Mewtwo was going as slow as they could.
Triton heard the bump, jumping up on the bed and starting to growl. He was then whapped with a pillow by his sleepy trainer.
“Triton, go to sleep. I can feel you growling. Quit it.”
It wasn’t long before Rebecca slipped back to sleep, wrapped in her warm blanket.
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