Eeveelution Foundation

The Morning After

I woke up in my bed which was rather uncomfortable. I rolled over onto my back to stretch out. But before I could do that, I rolled over onto something that was laying with me. I heard a weird sound before I felt something's teeth sink into my lower back. I jumped out of bed and looked back at my bed to see a moving mass. "What the fuck or who the fuck is there?!?", I shout out of confusion. A blue fox thing that had some kind of fin neck ruff jumped out from under the covers. It looked at me with a cute innocent look. "Aww, what are you?", I asked not expecting a answer. "I'm a Vaporeon!", it said with cheerfulness . I look at it in complete shock with a open mouth. I don't believe I just heard a fucking pokemon talk. The Vaporeon walked over to me, brushing against my leg like a cat. "I know you can't hear me, none of you humans can...sadly", it said to me with a certain type of sadness. I help my hands out for it so I could pick it up. It stepped into my hands and I slowly raised it up. I begun to pet it, feeling it's soft fur and its leathery fins. "You know, I do understand what your saying", I said while smiling. The Vaporeon quickly turned it's head to face me, exposing a look of pure shock. "Y-You can!?", it said with happiness in it's voice. It's voice was like a more lighten version of a teenager voice it reminded me of Jackson's voice. Jackson....that son of a bitch, I should've never trusted him. "Human! Are you okay?", The Vaporeon yelled to me. I placed him back on the ground, "Ya, I'm fine". He jumped back on the bed and made a little bed out of my comforter. Cute, I though while he did so. "Patrick! Where are you!", I heard come from outside my room. The door opened with a creak, exposing a young man with messy brown hair with bangs in the front, almost covering his face. He looked at me with confusion, "Oh uh Hi huma- I MEAN UHHH". He looked at the clipboard he was holding, "BRIAN, right? Your name's Brian?". I nod slowly in response to the question. The Vaporeon, Patrick, jumped down from his bed. He looked at the person, "Gustave, you can cut the act. This human is different, he understood me.". Gustave recoiled with shock, "WHAT? THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!". He then looked at me with a open mouth. He then walked over to me and leaned next to my ear. "I'll come back in 40 minutes to take you on a tour of the site, we will see if Patrick is right about you", he said with a hint of suspicion. He then walked over to Patrick and picked him up. Patrick looked at me and waved goodbye with his paw. The door closed slowly, leaving me just as confused as when I got here. I leaned against the wall I was near and slid down it. I felt alone and sad at this point. I missed my friends, even fucking Jackson. Why did he have to do that on that cold afternoon in November.....