Dreamverse Stories [Pokémon One-Shots]

Laughter

2020 N/A: This is a story that is not rewritten in the "Dreamverse Stories" one-shot collection on my main profile. This story was written around the time I began playing around with the Dream Journal concept, thus the main character and the situation, directly conflicts with the main story. I'm not sure how I'd go about rewriting it, nor do I really want to in all honesty. So, it'll just sit here to rot. Enjoy :)

2016 A/N: If you have spoken to me in the past. Chances are you have heard about Abigail. If not, I used to always have this long string of dreams, and it slowly formed into a story. Abigail was, a child within my dreams that I ended up looking to as my daughter, and therefore she has become my favourite OC.

I still need to find someone to draw her, and I do need to write my story that is about these dreams ("Dream Journal [A Pokémon FanFiction]"), but until then here is a little one-shot about her and my Pokésona Zoey, for the Prompt "Laughter" in the thirty day challenge. I hope you enjoy :)

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"Abigail?"

"Not now!"

"What?" It was confusion that completely laced the brunette's tone of voice, moving to walk out of the kitchen with her Shiny Gilpin hopping along beside her.

"Not now!" A little voice yelled again, only causing more confusion from the brunette.

"But you have to eat." The girl spoke once more, beginning to move down the hall of the small apartment that belonged to the brown eye'd brunette's friend.

The little girl seemed to hear the sound of foot steps getting closer and quickly let out a short yelp. "ZOEY, DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"

Zoey froze, blinking a few times in bewilderment and confusion at what Abigail was saying to her, glancing down at her Gulpin who mirror her confused look.

"Why?"

There was silence for a moment, before quite a bit of shuffling, that Zoey had pin pointed was coming from the bathroom.

"I- Uh-" The girl spoke, the sound of objects moving around could be heard. "I'm doing something!" The sound of her Rockruff giving a few agreeing barks sounded shortly after.

Zoey finally started walking towards the bathroom again, her Pokémon hopping along beside her as she did.

"Abigail, I'm serious. What are you doing?"

Zoey was ment with silence soon after as she stood in front the bathroom door. "Abigail, I swea-"

The brunette was instantly cut off at the sound of a large crash coming from the bathroom, causing Zoey to blink a few times as the girl let out a surprised yelped, followed by a string of excited barks from the Rockruff.

"I'm coming in." Zoey finally spoke, opening the door only to be met with what could be described as a utter disaster.

There were stuff all over the floor, toothpaste, the soap dispenser, towels, bath toys.

There were also bubbles... Everywhere...

Abigails Rockruff was standing in the sink, consistantly barking.

Bubbles had overflowed from the bathtub and had taken up half the bathroom, a giant wall of bubbles taking up half the bathroom.

A few seconds passed before Abigail popped her head of the bubbles and shot Zoey the most innocent look she could muster, her chestnut hair soaked.

"Hi.... Zoey....." She gave Zoey a lopsided, innocent smile. Her Rockruff finally going silent before letting out a innocent whine.

Zoey honestly felt like she should of been mad. It wasn't even her apartment. She could only stand at the bathroom door utterly dumbfounded at the right before her before she urupted into a fit of giggles.

Abigail's face contorted into one of confusion at the teens reaction. The eight year old not entirely sure why she wasn't in trouble.

Zoey finally walked over to Abigail, taking a few steps into the bubbles and picking the soaking wet Abigail up while stiffing her giggles.

"We are going to go clean you up." Zoey spoke, humor clear in her voice. "We're going to eat." She said as she began to walk out the bathroom. "And your going to explain to me what you were doing, deal?"

Abigail couldn't help but smile at Zoey, as it was already clear that Zoey wasn't mad, nor was she going to be in trouble. Thus the little girl smiled brightly I'm response.

"Deal."

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