smallestclone:

Mewtwo took the shoulder, clinging to the trainer.

‘Yes. My face fills icky now.’

“Alright. I’ll give you a bubble bath then. Hang on tight.”

As soon as the little Pokemon clung to her shoulder, she booked it for the house, running in and taking off her shoes as quick as possible. She forewent the slippers and hightailed it to the bathroom to draw the bath.