I was awakened to the familiar sound and smell of food pellets being poured. I was careful to get up without disturbing Lampent or Flaaffy. I followed the sources to the kitchen and found Rose wearing a medium length red dress with a pink veil on top. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, presumably to avoid it getting dirty.
Rose took notice of me and set down a large bag she was holding on the counter. She crouched down and spoke to me.
"Good morning Servine, I hope you had a good sleep. I'm preparing some food for us and it will be done soon. Would you be so kind as to alert your friends about this?"
I nodded my head and walked back to where we had out the blanket nest. Flaaffy and Lampent were still snuggled together and asleep, so I tried not to startle them too much.
"Wake up guys! There's food," I said while nudging them with my vines.
They got up after a good five seconds, still semi-asleep.
Lampent floated upwards, but then back down onto Flaaffy's head. She giggled a bit and grabbed Lampent from on top of her head. Flaaffy placed Lampent onto the floor where he floated a few inches off of it.
We walked over to the kitchen where there were multiple bowls of store-bought pokemon food. Our little trio kept separate from the other pokemon and ate a few feet away from them. Although we had eaten it before, the pellets tasted sweeter somehow. Once we were done, a Cottonee, Vanillite, and Yamask came over to chat. Flaaffy and Lampent were reluctant at first but quickly opened up. I was off to the side, looking distantly at them when Rose tapped on my shoulder.
"Servine, I have been thinking about your request and have found a possible solution. Please follow me."
I trailed behind Rose until we stopped at a desk in her bedroom. She motioned me to sit down on the nearby seat so I climbed on top of it. I could now see what was on top of the desk and saw a black laptop. It was powered on and opened to a white and orange page. The website was labeled as, "Wattpad".
"Is this for me," I asked.
Rose nodded her head and responded, "I believe that this website will help you to learn all about what you desire."
She reached over my shoulder and used the touchpad to click on something. The screen changed to show a white rectangle.
"Let's make you a profile, shall we?"
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A Heart Made Of Ivy
FanfictionA young snivy is given to a new trainer. As she gains more experience with the outside world, the grass-type will learn who she is and what she is meant to do. Please be aware that this is my first story on Wattpad, so be patient in my writing. Tha...
