I lay on the bed, awaiting my trainer. As I waited, I thought about the sickness going around making pokémon turn human. I wondered if the sickness would infect me. What would I do if it did? Would my trainer still accept me as his Umbreon or cast me out like most of the trainers?
"Umbreon? Hellooo." _____, my trainer said, staring at me. I tilted my head and looked down, feeling bad for ignoring him.
"You feeling okay Umbreon? You look a little under the weather and you haven't touched your pokémon food."
I shrugged and nodded.
"Okay." He answered, unsure. He got in bed and I lay near his feet as usual and quickly drifted off...
