A short story of Brittana as Pokemon trainers.
One day Brittany got lost in the forest and ended up in an abandoned house after a storm suddenly arrived. Once she entered the house, her togepi suddenly wondered off and as she was looking for it, sh...
"Wooooow" that's all I can say. I can't find the words to describe the experience I had just listening to her sing just now.
I was still recovering from the "spontaneous" performance when I noticed the pretty stranger who has a lovely voice heading towards my direction. I can't take my eyes off her and once she was just inches away from me, she raised her right hand and started stroking the small pokemon that was currently sleeping in my arms with its shell closed up.
Stranger: Well, that calmed it down, hopefully for a while. (a small smile appearing in her features then turned to a pokerface once she lifted her head and looked towards me and we stared for a few seconds. There was something intriguing in those brown eyes)
She's the first one to stop the eye contact with a cough then proceeded to turn around and grab her flashlight till she headed towards the door.
Stranger: If I were you, I suggest you follow me. Unless you want to get lost or fall off again. (she said a little monotonous pitch while slightly looking back at the blonde trainer and leaving the room before slightly flicking Gengar on the side of its face and what looks like giving it a scolding it in Spanish for its behavior earlier)
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As both the dark-haired girl and Gengar exited the room, Haunter looked at me and gestured for us to go on after them so I looked at both Azurill and Jigglypuff in which they nodded indicting they agree to the suggestion of the trainer in front of us to follow them. As we were walking through the hallway which was slightly illuminated by the girl's flashlight with both Haunter and Gastly floating behind us, the girl moved cautiously on some floor boards and instructing me where to step or dodge some areas in the house. I was surprised on how well she knew her way around this area, does she live here? It couldn't be, she looks well-groomed and the clothes she's wearing looks clean. I was stopped by my thoughts when the girl stopped in front of a huge double door, then I noticed that we were already at the other end of the hallway. The girl glanced at me for a second till she pushed the doors open and turned on a light switch as I basked in what I just entered into.
The room was surrounded with shelves and bookcases stuffed with numerous books that looked old yet undamaged with a huge Victorian chandelier hanging in the middle on the room with some broken lightbulbs in some areas which must be why it wasn't working, but the room had lit candles around it and some lamps attached to the walls which gives it a dimmed light effect. The floor was covered with a vintage carpet that matched the long curtains covering the windows. I was also noticed 2 long couches in the center of the room with a rectangular table in between them with some throw pillows and blankets and books scattered in the area. There was an old oak table at the edge of the room with a matching chair to go with it which looked like a little office space but the room in general looked like an old library.
Stranger: I apologize for the mess, but make yourselves comfortable....
