Pokemon Indigo League Stories Part 2

Mommy's Deerling

" How's Deerling?" Drew asked as he popped his head into the Pokemon room.

May was sitting on the floor next to the baby deer, grooming it. " Well, it looks like it's ready for its first Coordinators Contest!"

" They don't start for another few months."

" More time to practice!" May replied brightly.

Drew scratched his head. " May?"

May looked up. " Hm?"

" Maybe consider.... Not.... Using Deerling."

May tilted her head. " Why?"

" Don't you remember her background story?"

" Oh. Right. Hey, did we get the letchy berry delivery yet?"

" One it's LEECHY berries. Second no."

May sighed as she stroked the Deerling, who nuzzled her. "Oh."

" Why'd you need them?"

" You said it yourself on the Island. The perfect berries for Poke block."

Drew recoiled. " Nononono no."

May turned and raised a brow. " Well why not?"

" You're... Not gonna be the one to make them are you?"

" Yeah, obviously."

Drew rubbed is temple. " June bug, you remember what happened last time you made Poke blocks?"

" No, what?"

" They had a.... Unique taste. So you had to give them all to Munchlax."

" What're you saying, you think YOU should be the one to make them?"

Drew, with a tight smile on his face, gave a hesitant nod.

May shot up to her feet, her eyes narrowing in determination. "Oh, so you think you're a better cook than me?"

But as soon as she stood, a sharp pain shot through her leg, making her wince and stumble. She reached out to steady herself against the nearby counter, her sprained leg screaming in protest.

"May!" Drew was at her side in an instant, his hands firmly gripping her shoulders to keep her upright. "What are you doing? You shouldn't be putting weight on that leg!"

"I forgot, okay?" May hissed through gritted teeth, her face scrunched up in pain. "I wasn't thinking."

"Obviously," Drew muttered, guiding her back down to sit on the floor next to Deerling. The little Pokémon nuzzled against her arm, sensing her discomfort.

May groaned, rubbing her leg. "It's not even that bad."

"Not that bad?" Drew scoffed, crouching down to her level. "You sprained it leaping off a cliff, May. You're lucky you didn't break it!"

"It was to save Deerling!" May protested, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and stubborn pride.

"And I'm glad you did," Drew said, his tone softening as he glanced at the baby Deerling. "But you can't keep pushing yourself like this. You're going to make it worse."

May huffed and crossed her arms. "So what, I'm just supposed to sit here and let you handle everything? That doesn't sound very fair."

Drew smirked, his green eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and exasperation. "For once, yes. That's exactly what you're supposed to do."

May opened her mouth to argue but was interrupted by Deerling, who let out a soft cry and nuzzled her again. She looked down at the Pokémon and sighed, her resistance melting a little.