ROBERT'S P.O.V.
Only one hour into our drive, and we hit a large traffic jam.
"Damnit.", my Mom whispers to herself.
"Wow. This is a really big traffic jam.", I say.
"Servine!", Ivy growls angrily.
"You said it Ivy. This IS bullshit.", my Mom says.
"How'd you know what Ivy said Mom?", I ask, momentarily hoping that my Mom might be like James Johnson, and can understand Pokemon.
"I've been around Pokemon long enough to know how they feel and think.", my Mom says with a proud grin.
"Huh. That's really cool Mom.", I say, genuinely impressed.
Ivy looks at me, and smiles.
"Ser! Servine!", she says to me.
I look at my Mom for translation.
My Mom stares at Ivy for a few seconds, then speaks.
"I think she's saying she... oh! Oh my.", my Mom says, blushing a little.
"What? What is it?", I ask, my curiosity peeked.
"I- it's nothing sweetie. Forget about it.", my Mom says, quickly dropping the subject.
I stare at my Mom in confusion, then look over at Ivy.
She winks at me, and I quickly look back ahead, blushing deeply.
'Could it be that Ivy loves me in a way that's more than just friends?', I think.
The traffic jam finally starts moving again, and soon enough, we're on our way to Ryme City again.
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Wrapped in the Coils of Love
AdventureOne day, while wandering through the woods behind his house, fifteen year old Robert Gregory Carlson comes across an injured Snivy, named Ivy. Robert decides to take Ivy in, and help heal her wounds. Soon afterwards, Ivy starts having romantic feeli...
