You were a kind Eevee, making sure the other Pokemon in the forest were safe before you. You were caught by a trainer, and forced to battle. You always got beaten, so your trainer ended up tying you to a post next to a warehouse in the city.
You had...
A/N: I know you guys are probably irked at Casey, but as I replied in those comments, she's a new trainer, clearly not used to the outside world or pokemon just yet, and she had no idea someone's life was on the line. She didn't know it would get as bad as it did.
She wasn't thinking about much else, other than "it's just a small fever, so she'll be good for a few days, right?" I had the idea from the moment Casey came onto the scene that I wanted to embrace what she was in the first appearance the anime.
Naive, and stupid when it came to pokemon's feelings.
So, there we go. Anyway, I've kept you waiting long enough, on with the story chapter!
You were barely awake as Sans ran to the closest bushes of berries. He couldn't find any of the strength enhancing berries.
Then, after 4 hours of running, he saw a booth in the middle of nowhere.
Odd, but it sold Oran berries!
No one manned the booth, but Sans was too focused on trying to keep you in good health. He just grabbed all the Oran berries he could find, left some gold on the counter, and ran.
You were in real bad shape. Sans was quick to sit down, bring out the necessary berries, a bowl, and began to mix them together, making them into a paste.
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He put it on the ground in front of you, and nudged you a bit.
You didn't stir.
"(Y/n)? Come on, little Eevee... You can do it.... please, wake up..."
Nothing.
Immediately, Sans panicked. He decided to do this the old fashioned way, kind of.
He poured the mixture into... uh... (the thing Iris heals Axew with in the anime. There are no pics of it whatsoever.)
He held you in his arms, beginning to pour the mixture down your throat. It was the only way to help you.
After a few minutes, you opened your eyes. Your head was still light, and you couldn't stand on your own, but you were definitely better than before.
"Oh thank Arceus... I was worried you wouldn't.... w-wake up...." Sans muttered, trying to keep himself from crying.
You noticed, and shifted so your paws were on his chest, and his skull was right in front of you. You leant forward, licking him in an attempt to comfort him.
He blushed, but you thought nothing of it. He was crying for goodness sake!
You nuzzled him, trying to help him feel better. You weren't 100% yet, but you would get there.
2 days later:
Sans made sure you were okay. He basically hovered over you. When you needed medicine, he still had to lightly coax you to drink it, but you did nonetheless. If you were going to sleep, he would rest you on his chest, so he could make sure you would be warm and safe.
You didn't mind. You loved the attention. But, you could tell his other Pokèmon were getting jealous.
You decided, tonight, you and the other Pokèmon would go out to train for a while. Just around the bend, what could go wrong?
