Chapter 55- Hippity Hoppity

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Alternate title: Hippity Hoppity the living room is our property, thanks.

       -Luna the Space Fox

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"Speech"

"{Pokemon speech}"

Disclaimer: If I owned Pokemon, this wouldn't be a Wattpad fanfiction and the Sun/Moon anime would have the same animators as X/Y~

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"Thanks for all the food!" Luna enthusiastically added with her classmates as they finished, noticing the sun was already setting as they stepped out onto the porch.

Mallow and her father looked graciously back at the stuffed class. "Thank you, too!" The former replied happily told the group, arms crossed in front of her.

"My tummy's very happy," Sophocles stated.

"Careful on your way home, guys!" Mallow's dad answered, giving them a wave.

"Right!"

Kiawe was the first to leave, his ride Charizard waiting patiently for him. Quickly, the Fire-Type trainer boarded, giving his classmates a "See ya," before taking off.

"See you at school. Bye-bye!"

Lillie walked off to her car as Mallow stepped back inside and closed the door, the rest of the kids walking their own respective ways. Luna only heard, "Hey! Rowlet!" From Ash inside before stretching her wings and flying off, Midnight on her shoulder.

Of course, Lunalox was quick to follow, always enjoying the chance to fly on her own, as they soared through the evening sky. Every now and then, she could hear small sighs or cries of excitement or even contentment, nearing the house.

Once landing, Luna touched down first, her shiny Umbreon jumping down and pawing the door open, the Pokegirl and her winged canine companion following. Inside, the other Eeveelutions seemed like they were having some sort of obstacle course, leaping from couch cushion to couch cushion on the floor, over stacks of books, and to the end before tagging another teammate. Not to mention many of Luna's other Pokemon- particularly her Salamence and Houndoom- were sitting around cheering for their side.

Raven's sudden yowl was enough to make all of them freeze in place, and send the airborne Thunderclap falling to the ground in a heap. He stood up to bristle, but faltered upon seeing their black-coated sister.

"{What's this? The house is a mess, and you all are cheering it on! Now Luna's home, and what will her mother say when she sees all this? Enough games, everyone, it's time to clean up.}"

At her commanding, almost motherly voice, they all bowed. "Yes, Raven. We're sorry."

She accepted the apology and lifted a few couch cushions with Psychic, Midnight bounding forward to do the same.

"{How do they do that, again?}" Lunalox wondered aloud, looking up at Luna for the answer.

"Oh, that's easy! They use a move called Psychic, remember, which lets them move things with their m-"

The brunette watched the galaxy-patterned Pokemon light up at the word "Psychic," realized what she did a second too late. Lunalox immediately turned her gaze toward a stack of books, levitating them instantly, before her power faltered and they were sent back to the ground.

Lunalox looked up sheepishly to her trainer, seeing Luna shake her head and sigh. "Right, I forgot about that." Using her own Psychic, she lifted the pile of books into a neat stack, setting them on the bookshelf, as the rest of the Eeveelutions did the same with their paws and teeth, careful not to leave bite marks on the furniture or books. "Don't worry, it took me a while to learn how to use that move, too!"

Elise used her ribbon-like feelers to reach the higher shelves, pushing each book neatly to its spot as she hummed optimistically. "{C'mon, guys, cleaning can be fun if you want it to be!}"

The others looked over at her with envious narrowed eyes. "{Just because you think it's fun doesn't mean we all do,}" Thunderclap muttered.

Luckily, though, the mess was cleaned up pretty quickly with the whole bunch of them, and soon, it was time to relax- and not long after- hit the hay!

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