"This room here is where you will stay," Gloom told Twitch, pushing open a door. " The three of you will be called out later."
She nudged Twitch inside and shut the door.
The room was small with polished floorboards and shredded wallpaper. A small bed with faded sheets had been pushed up against the window and a box of clothes tipped up underneath it.
A small white Alolan Vulpix sat on the bed, her icy blue gaze curious.
"Hi ? " Twitch greeted.
"Another one," the white Alolan Vulpix murmered. " What happened to your parents?"
"What?"
"Oh! Sorry. Is that a personal question? I don't normally like being the one to ask but Shiver insisted it was my turn for some reason."
" Well it is your turn!" retorted a Poochyena, sticking his out from beneath the bed.
"My name's Glazed. This is Shiver," the Alolan Vulpix finally introduced.
"I'm Twitch."
"So what happened to your parents?" Shiver questioned, crawling out from beneath the bed.
"What do you mean?"
" How did you end up as an Orphan?" Glazed refraised. " My parents died here of sickness."
"And mine abandoned me because I was a runt," Shiver said. " What about you?"
"I'm not an Orphan!" Twitch exclaimed. " Mother's here in this place with my brother Lil'! Gloom was the one that brought me here!"
"Did your mother speak to Gloom before you were brought here?" asked Glazed.
"Yes. Then she took Lil' up the hallway and left me with Gloom."
"Your brother," Shiver began. " Is he sickly?"
Twitch nodded.
"Mother carries him everywhere."
Glazed and Shiver exchanged looks then turned back to her.
"Twitch . . . We still think you might be an Orphan," Shiver told her.
"Gloom wouldn't have brought you here otherwise," agreed Glazed. " This room is strictly the den for Orphans. If you were a guest they would have taken you somewhere else. If you're in here . . ."
"What? If I'm in here what?" Twitch barked, panic rising in her voice.
"If you're in here. It means that like us, you're going to be a full member of The House of Dying Community."
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House of Dying / Pokémon
FanfictionI am Gloom. Welcome to The House of Dying . . . Not every Pokémon can live forever. At The House of Dying that is a known fact. The Pokémon that live there accept that, the community built inside the old timber walls live to die with each other.
