What would you do if all your dreams came true? From your deepest wishes of success and grandeur, to your darkest desires of pleasure and spite?
Kayla, a Buneary adventurer one day discovers that she has this very power - the power to make her dream...
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When they first arrived in Repose town it was somewhere deep into the night, so Mum hastily got a room at the Inndeedee Inn without any detours. Whenever Kayla got to a new place, a new town especially, checking the place out was always something she wanted to do. Doubly so if she didn't have a Hatterene looming over her shoulder whenever she knelt over a ledge or a crowd was approaching. But for some reason, today she had no motivation to look around.
She felt sluggish as she bounced down the inn stairs and headed for the front door. As she arrived in the downstairs lobby, conversations stopped and eyes locked onto her hard. She didn't need to look at the other Pokémon to know, she knew the pressure of onlookers all too well. That said, she glanced back at the stairs wondering if she had done something, like knocked something over without realising, but there wasn't anything there. Just your average homely wooden steps to the right of a service counter. On her spin back to the door, her eyes ever so briefly met a Pignite and an Indeedee, both by said counter. Even though it was less than a second, that awkwardness bore into her, and she felt sweaty enough to bolt for the door. She rushed but instantly shifted into walking fast. Didn't want those Pokémon to know she felt intimidated.
Light attacked her eyes next, earning a grunt. The sun was still rising and the woodland in front almost felt like it was intensifying it, sending glistening beams through pinholes in the swath of leaves ahead. The sky was bright, everything in town had a warm golden glow over it, while a pleasant wind kept it all cool with its warm breeze.
It's earlier than I thought, she realised as her eyes adjusted. Early enough that most was quiet besides the few Pokémon up and about their morning chores.
Now here was that familiarity she wanted. Bird Pokémon chirped their morning song to wake up those nearby the woodland, while Cyclizar darted from house to house to leave newspapers on their porches. A sleepy Miltank guided a couple of Tauros to pull a wagon full of milk bottles, while a trio of Kecleon chatted with fellow merchants on a row of street shops. No matter where Kayla looked, the casual cheeriness of neighbours enjoying their early routines filled the roads.
Everything here was as basic as a village out in the sticks – it seemed the only thing that made Repose qualify as a town was its size. Every building was a small, wood, basic gazebo shaped structure where second floors were few and far between. The buildings weren't all that varied in terms of design here, it was their handmade signs and gardens where everyone's characters showed through. Some had pretty flowers, some grew tasty fruits, others left their fronts to the weeds, while a few had upheaved their gardens entirely. The roads were comfy to walk on, being flat dirt with short grass in areas off the main path.
Now this is more like it! Kayla instinctively stretched as her own morning routine took over. The worrisome weight in her stomach earlier was replaced by a light rumble. Food was a must, while a dip in a bath back at the inn would probably keep Mum happy. I have a day to kill, so why should I rush? Even if there's nothing here I haven't seen before.
