So there was someone. There was someone in the midst of all the drama, fixing things. That was a good thing. A seriously good thing.
Then again, he shouldn’t be surprised. All cataclysm that was caused by men came to an end by men, after all.
Which left the favor.
He looked at the Wrumple and gave a smile as he took the kerchief, shook it free of the berry crumbs and folded it before putting it over the sleeping pokemon.
“As much as I know this little one would like to follow me and as much as I’d like to take him, my home… is inappropriate for Pokemon. There’s no berries, no pokeballs, and no real environment to live in. Plus, as much as I am a hedgehog and my fiancé is one, we’re… surrounded by birds. He might get eaten. So it’s better if he lives in a safe environment, a familiar environment. I will return, of course, I leave no one alone for long, but… Can you make sure this little one is safe? And loved?”
That left the champion with a surprised expression before fading into a bright smile.
“O’course I can. I can have Goop look after them while I’m up in the League.”
Rebecca snapped her fingers before carefully wedging Zeke off her lap again and running inside the house with a faint “I forgot to get ya somethin’! Gimme a sec!”
Back in the Game 