Glancing around, the Kirlia let out a loud, anguished, bored sigh when she saw that once again, her family was occupied and busy with their children and such. Her mother, a luxurious Vespiqueen, was almost always busy, making sure that no Tribe Pokemon or any trainers came near and taking care of her children. Her name was Honeycomb. Her father was rarely there, the male Meowstic attending to about four jobs. Being the following of robbery or theft, guiding Pokemon to traps, finding homes for Pokemon and assassinating others. Her parents always got into arguments, which was the most annoying time of the day because 1. Parents arguing sucks. and, 2. She had to take care of the little brats, so overall, her life was complete Diglett droplets. Her father's name was William -innocent name, right?- and she had two sisters and three brothers, which spelled out only one word, F A D E D L A N D. It was terrible! Her life couldn't get worse. Her first sister was Nadie, which meant 'wise'. And she trusted her gut that Nadie was anything but wise. The small Smoochum was always finding ways to bubble up trouble and then blamed it on the-innocent-little-Kirlia-named-Freesia. Of course, her over-worked mother and mysterious father believed her, so for half of her life so far she had been grounded about a million times... Her second sister was a small Budew named Confidence. And she wasn't confident. AT ALL. She always needed to be prodded to do things, and was shy around almost everyone. When she was LV 4 -two years, aswell- and could talk, she refused to say a word to Freesia. Oh well, that meant back to the Drawing Board for mom and dad. Her first brother was named Drake, a rather innocent-looking Gible. But don't judge others by their looks, because he was B-A-D. He broke almost everything and was rude. Talk about dumb brothers! His next brother was a Charmander who liked to light things on fire... Yeah... Let's not get into much detail about that. And her third brother was just a quiet Rowlet with green glasses. Yeah. Not much to say about him, either. What a simply perfect family! Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" Freesia groaned, having to do almost everything here. Stepping towards the door, she opened it to see a Sigilyph. "Oh- uh, hello...?" the Kirlia was a bit confused.
"Hello! Are your parents anywhere? I'd like to talk to the-" he was interrupted.
"No, please leave." she slammed the door shut, but there was still knocking. Honeycomb came over to her, Confidence being held by her, bawling loudly as tears fell down her pretty face.
"Who was it?" her mother asked, brushing her with her hands softly. Freesia shrugged.
"It was a Sigilyph. He said that he wanted to see you." The mother froze.
"Mom? Hello? Anyone in there?" She knocked on the Vespiqueen's head.
"Uh... Yeah... Just ignore him for now, okay?" she told her.
"But why-" Freesia was interrupted as her mother flew off with the small Budew still in her arms. At first, Freesia was a bit suspicious, but then convinced herself that this had happened each and every day. Just get on with it, She sighed before stepping out of the back door and out of the house.
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True Sparking Flames
Fiksi PenggemarFreesia, a normal Kirlia with a normal life, has been bored and annoyed out of her MIND with her family bugging her and everything being plain BOR-ING. That is, until she is kidnapped and thrown into the Earth Tribe by a Zorua. She meets many frie...
