Dreamverse Stories [Pokémon One-Shots]

Late Nights

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[The One-Shots are short stories, so don't be surprised when they are very short!]

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Late Nights

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The room was slightly illuminated by a lamp sitting on a desk in a small room, located within the Team Rocket Headquarters.

On the desk lied a girl, head down, covered by her arms and a flurry of red hair and paper sprawled around her.

It was silent other then the deep breaths coming from the supposably sleeping girl.

After a few moments of this silence, one of the six PokéBalls sprawled across the girls bed began to shake.

It did this for a few moments before it snapped open, a white light releasing a dark type Pokémon known as an Umbreon.

The Pokémon shook out it dark fur, glancing around the room for a moment before she spotted her trainer passed out on her desk.

~Not again.~ The Umbreon said softly with a sigh, hoping off of the bed and onto the slightly large desk.

She looked towards the papers around Pandora /her trainer/ and noticed it looked almost like letters, black pen crossed over what appeared to maybe be names, along with some other things.

Night Light was unable to read human words, so she desided to ignore the paper before looking towards her sleeping trainer, and found herself silent.

It was rare for Night Light ever see Pandora relaxed, even if the dark type couldn't see her face.

~Only if she was always like this..~ the Pokémon sighed.

With the girls parents dead and brother gone. She was a complete shell of her former self.

Like she had nothing to live for anymore.

Night looked at her trainer with a sad expression before jumping off the desk, pulling one of the smaller/lighter red blankets off her bed and dragged it off the bed, and with her onto the desk again. Draping the blanket best she could over her trainer.

Night rubbed her head on Pandora's arm, hearing her trainer let out a soft sigh, she decided her work was done. She hopped off the desk, purposely leaving her lamp on, because of her fear of the dark.

~Sleep well.~ the Umbreon cooed, stepping over to her PokéBall and pressing her nose to the botton, letting the PokéBall engulf her in its red light.

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[This was a test story! But I hope you guys enjoyed!]

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Word Count:
404 Words

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