She walked down the street to the professor's lab, the Shuppet hiding beneath her shirt again, while the Togepi egg rested just below her chest. As she reached the building she adjusted the egg and pulled open the neck of her shirt, attempting to coax out the Shuppet. "Don't worry little guy," she said, "Nothing's gonna hurt you."
Slowly the Shuppet floated out, unfurling its body as it floated beside her.
"Alright, come on now." She opened the door to the lab and walked in. "Morning Greg." she said to one of the researchers.
"Morning Eve," he said, turning to her. He raised an eyebrow as he saw her casual clothing. "Planning a trip?"
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Her family put Ash down a week later.
They didn't make a great ceremony out of it. Her father merely gave her a tonic he had prepared before she had gone to sleep. The Ponyta had neighed happily but weakly, wandered into her stall, and drifted into a permanent sleep. The others mourned her when they found her in the morning, but were quickly stopped by her father and led out to graze by herself. When she returned with them a few hours later the body was gone, her mother kneeling in its place as she cleaned out the stall.
It was late in the morning when the sun shone through Eve's window. The girl yawned and groaned as its light passed over her face, squinting and shading her eyes as she awoke. She turned to the window, then to her room's wall clock. "Wait...what time is it?" she mumbled, sitting up slightly as she tried to better read the clock. Her eyes shot open wide as she read the time. "Ten-forty!? Oh dang it, I'm gonna be late!"
She threw herself out of bed, tearing through her drawers as she got herself dressed in her usual farming gear. As she sat on her bed to get her shoes on she heard her door open. "Mornin' sis." said her brother as he walked in
She walked down the street to the professor's lab, the Shuppet hiding beneath her shirt again, while the Togepi egg rested just below her chest. As she reached the building she adjusted the egg and pulled open the neck of her shirt, attempting to coax out the Shuppet. "Don't worry little guy," she said, "Nothing's gonna hurt you."
Slowly the Shuppet floated out, unfurling its body as it floated beside her.
"Alright, come on now." She opened the door to the lab and walked in. "Morning Greg." she said to one of the researchers.
"Morning Eve," he said, turning to her. He raised an eyebrow as he saw her casual clothing. "Planning a trip?"
------------------------------------------------------Chapter 2--------------------------------------------------------
Her family put Ash down a week later.
They didn't make a great ceremony out of it. Her father merely gave her a tonic he had prepared before she had gone to sleep. The Ponyta had neighed happily but weakly, wandered into her stall, and drifted into a permanent sleep. The others mourned her when they found her in the morning, but were quickly stopped by her father and led out to graze by herself. When she returned with them a few hours later the body was gone, her mother kneeling in its place as she cleaned out the stall.
