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Standard Disclaimer: I own the character Jack as well as the plot of this story, Pokemon and other known characters are their respective owners. This story contains sexually explicit content. Go away if you're offended or too young to read such revolting literature.
Chapter 5
It was well into the afternoon when Laura awoke from her slumber. She still felt tingly and sore down below but she knew she would live. It was the first time in a while though that she didn't wake up with a hankering for sex. It was a new and strange realization for her. She turned herself over on the bed and sat up, pushing her feet off the side and then standing up.
"Oh, I really liked that. We should do that again sometime," she said to the empty room. She looked around as though expecting to hear the usual, "Good to see you awake again," from Jack but was disappointed when she realized that no one was with her at all. She saw a piece of paper on the table though, and she wobbled over, soreness touching her every joint below the waist like fire. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't have made Sasha so willing. Oh," she whimpered as she scooted to the table without lifting her feet. "I'll kill that bird for making me walk like this. She's gonna get it," she mumbled to herself as she snatched up the note and read.
We hope you had a good sleep Laura. We've gone out to get supplies for when we leave. We'll be back around 6. See you then.
Jack and Sasha
P.S. there's ice in the freezer. You're going to need it. Ha!
-Sasha
The Lopunny tried not to think about Sasha's little quip, but found it hard not to as she waddled carefully to the freezer and opened up the ice bucket. She got a plastic bag, filled it with some ice, wrapped it in a thin towel and placed it against her throbbing genitals.
"When Sasha gets back she's getting a cunt full of ice. I swear!" cursed Laura as she sat down on the chair.
She was facing the egg and watched it as though its green speckles were also watching her. She moved to the side and her mind told her that they followed her. She squinted at it deliriously and walked to the egg and squatted down, the position being excellent for getting the ice in places it otherwise wouldn't reach. She locked the egg over.
"Not sure we shouldn't have just eaten you for breakfast," she said to it, knocking on it a bit. She was almost knocked off her feet when she heard knocking coming from the inside of the egg just then. Precisely two knocks, perfectly mimicking hers. She knocked again, this time a bit harder, and there were two more knocks from the inside. She began to fret. "Oh... it's hatching!" she whispered hoarsely. "Quick Jack... come back now... come on..." she said frantically, hoping that her pleading with the universe would bring him back faster. Suddenly a small triangular piece popped out of the egg and a small crack formed on it. She could hear noises like kicks coming from inside and without thinking, placed the triangle piece back into the egg to patch it up. It popped free again and she replaced it. Then more of the egg came apart and she looked around and backed away. There was a hole in the top the size of her fist now, and it was only getting bigger. "Oh... what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? Jack... come back soon!"
Jack and Sasha were walking back up the stairs to the hotel and giggling to each other. Sasha was as usual holding her arm hooked with his and leaning into him a lot. He fumbled for the card key and swiped it down the lock, which turned green to allow them access. Inside there were noises of squeals and tiny barks coming from the living area, and both Jack and Sasha rushed in to find out what was the matter.
What they saw surprised them more than they had expected.
There was Laura, cradling a tiny blue Pokemon in her arms as it suckled on her breast. She was dripping milk from a glass down her breast so that it fell onto where the baby was drinking.
"Hi guys..." she said, "The egg hatched," said Laura, tears running down her face.
"My God," said Sasha, "What on earth are you doing? You can't molest a child like that!"
"Don't be an idiot," hissed Laura. "I'm not lactating. This was the only way I could think of to get to eat. And it hurts like nothing I've ever felt before so you better be grateful."
"Oh Laura, I'm sorry we weren't here for it," said Jack, taking the time to admire the Pokemon as it drank the drops of milk away. "Why wouldn't you use a bottle though? This does seem a bit... erotic."
"Do you see a bottle anywhere?" she asked, irritated.
She had him there and he conceded the point. "When did she hatch?" asked Jack.
"Almost an hour ago. I was so scared, but then it got out of its egg and tripped over and walked to me with a great smile on its face and its paws out in the air and it laughed and... I couldn't just leave it on the floor. It moves really fast if you let it go."
Sasha took a step back and admired the scene. There was Laura, handling a baby Pokemon like a mother. It was the most darling scene she had ever seen and she swooned with affection. Then she noticed the bag of ice between her legs and snickered to herself.
"Stop laughing!" said Laura angrily, upsetting the baby. The little thing looked up and started to cry and Laura had to act fast and rock it gently in her arms to get it calm down. "There, there. Don't worry. Shh." She cooed. It was amazing to Jack and Sasha that Laura could handle herself that well with a small child like that, and they both smiled at her. "I had twelve brothers and sisters all younger than me. Give me a break," she said, as though reading their minds. "There we go, all better," she said to the baby, holding it up for the others to see. They both swarmed around it and giggled at its smallness. It took to Jack easily, putting its paws to his face and smiling and laughing, but when Sasha got close it shied away and hid its face amidst Laura's breasts, covering its eyes with its ears.
"Of course it would go for the one with bigger boobs," said Sasha annoyed.
"I don't think that's the case. Look," said Jack pointing to his Pokedex, "Riolu; a canine Pokemon. Extremely rare but an intense fighter. Very few have been seen or bred so information is limited. Is one of the few Pokemon that understands and can be taught human speech before it's evolved." Jack snapped his Pokedex shut and looked down at the little Riolu. "I think it's imprinted onto Laura here. It thinks she's its mommy."
"That's so adorable! Not!" said Laura obstinately, "I can't have a baby! I don't know how and... I don't want to take care of it..."
"But you were the one who first tried to get pregnant from Jack," said Sasha.
"I wasn't serious. It's unheard of that a human could impregnate a Pokemon. There was no way! I can't handle a baby!"
"May I hold her?" asked Jack, receiving the Riolu into his arms and raising it high up. It laughed and barked wildly and held out its arms. Then he brought it down at it tried to stand on his arm. It propped itself up on its hind legs, using Jack's chest for support and started to climb all over him. It reached over his shoulder and climbed around his head to the other one, and then it came back and pulled on his hair, to the pain of Jack's scalp, which amused the baby wholeheartedly. Then it climbed up on his head and held up its arms in triumph.
"She likes you too, so you can take care of it with me then," said Laura, sitting back with her bag of ice still propped right against her sex.
"When we're out and about, I'll hold her safe," he answered her, "But when we're someplace like this, relaxed and alone, she'll be your responsibility. We're going to stay in the city a while anyway, since there's a gym here that we have to find too."
He motioned for the door. "Wait a minute, Jack," began Sasha, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going out to get some things for Riolu. I'll get a bottle for one thing," which was praised by Laura, "And I'll see about a toy it can play around with while it's awake. I'll be back in a bit. Play nice you two."
"Wai-aw..." said Laura, who was just getting feeling back in her nipple. Luckily she was out of milk, so it would be a while before she could feed it again. But now that the Riolu was able to walk around freely it started to stand on its own on the bed, wobbling on its shaky legs as it struggled to stand on such a plush, soft surface. When it finally did it turned around and was face to face with Sasha on the other bed. Having nothing to cover itself with it fell backwards on its bottom, its legs splayed out in front and its arms holding itself upright in front of its body. It stared blankly at Sasha for a long while, its stare vacant and empty. It hiccupped once, then stopped, but still it stared.
And Sasha stared right back, measuring up the baby Riolu like an opponent. Because that's what it was. She was going to triumph over the baby Riolu and there was nothing its baby wiles could do to stop her. Suddenly it held out its arms and barked.
"Aw look, it wants a hug," said Laura, who had rolled on to her side to watch the staring competition unfold. Until that moment she didn't think either of them had moved a muscle, even blinked, and it had started over five minutes ago.
"Really?" asked Sasha hesitantly.
"Sure, just look at her," it began to pout, as though it were being ignored and opened and closed its palms like it was trying to grasp something.
"Well, if you want to," said Sasha, inwardly beaming at the thought of holding the little baby. She picked it up and it giggled as she tickled it under its arms. It patted her beak with its hands and felt her face for a moment before she began to cradle it like she had seen Jack do minutes before. It was tucked into one arm and she rocked it back and forth. It placed one hand on her breast and she smiled at its innocence. Then it took out of her feathers and she screamed, launching the baby high into the air and having it land with a bounce on the plush bed beside her.
"It's a monster!" she yelled, cradling and rubbing her wounded breast.
"Oh, so it just wanted a boob feather, I see. You know it's hard to tell these days between 'I want a hug' and 'I want a boob feather'," said Laura, smiling inwardly at Sasha's pain. "Come here little baby. Come on, up to mommy, show mommy your breast, I mean best prize." The little Riolu slipped off the bed, crossed the floor, climbed up the other one and gently snuggled close to Laura underneath her larger more voluptuous breasts and waved the small smooth red feather around like a toy. She laughed and giggled, making Laura smirk at Sasha for a good long while.
"Oh revenge is sweet isn't it?"
Meanwhile, Jack was having his own problems. You would think that some place in a department store would have baby bottles, but no. He had tried three gigantic malls so far and not one of them had a baby outlet. He had been out much longer than he expected and began to hurry back down the streets in the direction of the hotel. Finally, he came across a baby emporium and went inside. He purchased a bottle and a small red ball that he thought would suit the little Riolu perfectly. The clerk there did seem a little curious as to why someone his age was worrying about baby products, but he was never asked any questions so he didn't bother answering them.
As he stepped outside, his bag by his side he heard some commotion coming from down the street. Suddenly a tiny dog... no, cat-like... no... Pokemon thing turned the corner from an alley way and headed straight for Jack. It tripped on the way towards him and skidded to a stop on its face, but picked itself up and kept going. He almost tripped over it but then it turned another corner and was gone. Suddenly two men burst out from the same alleyway and headed for him.
"Hey kid, you seen a little Pokemon dash by here just now. It came out just a second ago, tell us where it went."
"I saw a little thing go that way," he said, pointing down the road away from the alley it had ducked into. He tried to sound as clueless as possible and it seemed to work. The two men barreled off in that direction and didn't look back. Jack didn't have to think twice about going into the alley and checking for the Pokemon he had seen running away.
He found it trapped in a dead end surrounded by boxes. It was scratching futilely at one of them trying to escape and didn't even notice when Jack kneeled down behind it.
"Those guys are gone now. You don't have to worry," he said quietly.
Still, the little Pokemon, an Eevee as Jack recalled from his Pokedex entries, was startled and screamed a tiny little Eevee scream. It turned around to face him and doubled over its hind legs clumsily. It was whining in fear and shaking uncontrollably. It wasn't very much larger than any small dog, but it still seemed very small when it was cowering into a corner.
"There, there, don't worry. I won't hurt you. Those guys are gone okay? Nothing to be scared of anymore," he said, trying to alleviate the Eevee's fear. It didn't seem to be working. So he reached in, ignoring the part of his brain that told him not to and gently picked her up. She whimpered in pain and frustration and fear and desperately tried to free itself. He held on though and began stroking the Eevee's head gently. It wasn't calming down, but crying on and on, so he took it from the alley and made his way back to the hotel much faster than he had intended.
When he opened the door to the hotel room he found it in disarray. A chair was knocked over, all the blankets and sheets had been torn from the beds and lay scattered all over the floor and there was screaming coming from the window. When he got inside he saw the Riolu terrorizing Sasha, who had escaped the little beast by climbing up onto the windowsill where fortunately she couldn't reach.
"Jack! Thank goodness! Please help! It's tearing out my feathers!"
"Oh thank God, we're out of ice and I need some new ones."
The little Riolu rushed over to Jack and barked and yipped at him as he walked in, ignoring Sasha completely so that she could finally get down.
"All right, that's enough!" yelled Jack, instantly silencing the entire room, "Sasha clean up the beds, Laura forget the ice and keep Riolu occupied. Here I bought a bottle and a ball. You're in charge of keeping her out of Sasha's feathers. I have a hurt Eevee here that I'm going to take care of for a moment."
The two grown Pokemon gathered their wits and immediately went to work straightening the room and keeping the Riolu entertained. They didn't even make a fuss against him with that kind of tone. They didn't even speak, save for Laura talking quietly to the Riolu, who loved the new ball and chased it to and from between Laura's legs.
Jack sat down at the desk and placed the Eevee down there as well. It was quivering in fear still but fortunately it had stopped crying. He stood the Eevee up and began prodding its muscles. He noted that there was a tiny scrape on her chin and she was missing a few claws, but other than that she was just fine, albeit scared. He took out a potion from his backpack and sprayed a bit here and there until the scrape went away and her fur became moist with the liquid.
When Sasha had finished tidying up the beds, making extra sure not to attract attention from the Riolu, she went over to Jack and paused over the Eevee.
"She's so cute, but she's trembling. What happened?"
"I saw her on my way back running away from two big guys. I turned them down the wrong path and then scooped her up. She's been shaking and crying ever since. I'm not sure what else I can do," answered Jack.
"Maybe it's humans she's scared of. Let me try," said Sasha, picking up the trembling cat-dog-thing and holding her gently in her arms. "There, see, you're safe here. You don't need to be scared. I'll protect you from everything," Sasha beamed happily. The Eevee slowly stopped shaking so violently and curled up into a ball, wrapping its fluffy tail around its body as a defense.
"I guess you're right Sasha, thanks," said Jack, kind of put off by the thought of being scary.
"What's your name little Eevee," asked the Blaziken sweetly, knowing that at least she could talk to it. The Eevee answered back in a mewling tone that was both high pitched and sad sounding. "Oh, so you don't have a trainer. No name then. Well, Jack here is a trainer, and he's good at giving names. Here see, I'm Sasha, and that there is Laura. He's a nice trainer. You don't have to be scared of him okay?" The Eevee answered back again with a series of whimpers and catcalls. "She says she can't help being scared of humans. But she doesn't hold you responsible."
"Responsible for what?" asked Jack.
The Eevee began to speak again. "Oh my, I'm so sorry little Eevee," said Sasha, then she paused as she turned to Jack, thinking about what to tell him, "Sorry Jack, I think she'd like me to keep that private. Maybe she'll tell you someday okay?"
He had no choice really so he just nodded and reached out to pet her head once, "Whenever you're ready Eevee, don't worry."
With that he began to fill up the bottle with milk and put it on the heater to warm it up. Hopefully some warm milk would help put the little Riolu to sleep finally.
"Oh, I really liked that. We should do that again sometime," she said to the empty room. She looked around as though expecting to hear the usual, "Good to see you awake again," from Jack but was disappointed when she realized that no one was with her at all. She saw a piece of paper on the table though, and she wobbled over, soreness touching her every joint below the waist like fire. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't have made Sasha so willing. Oh," she whimpered as she scooted to the table without lifting her feet. "I'll kill that bird for making me walk like this. She's gonna get it," she mumbled to herself as she snatched up the note and read.
We hope you had a good sleep Laura. We've gone out to get supplies for when we leave. We'll be back around 6. See you then.
Jack and Sasha
P.S. there's ice in the freezer. You're going to need it. Ha!
-Sasha
The Lopunny tried not to think about Sasha's little quip, but found it hard not to as she waddled carefully to the freezer and opened up the ice bucket. She got a plastic bag, filled it with some ice, wrapped it in a thin towel and placed it against her throbbing genitals.
"When Sasha gets back she's getting a cunt full of ice. I swear!" cursed Laura as she sat down on the chair.
She was facing the egg and watched it as though its green speckles were also watching her. She moved to the side and her mind told her that they followed her. She squinted at it deliriously and walked to the egg and squatted down, the position being excellent for getting the ice in places it otherwise wouldn't reach. She locked the egg over.
"Not sure we shouldn't have just eaten you for breakfast," she said to it, knocking on it a bit. She was almost knocked off her feet when she heard knocking coming from the inside of the egg just then. Precisely two knocks, perfectly mimicking hers. She knocked again, this time a bit harder, and there were two more knocks from the inside. She began to fret. "Oh... it's hatching!" she whispered hoarsely. "Quick Jack... come back now... come on..." she said frantically, hoping that her pleading with the universe would bring him back faster. Suddenly a small triangular piece popped out of the egg and a small crack formed on it. She could hear noises like kicks coming from inside and without thinking, placed the triangle piece back into the egg to patch it up. It popped free again and she replaced it. Then more of the egg came apart and she looked around and backed away. There was a hole in the top the size of her fist now, and it was only getting bigger. "Oh... what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? Jack... come back soon!"
Jack and Sasha were walking back up the stairs to the hotel and giggling to each other. Sasha was as usual holding her arm hooked with his and leaning into him a lot. He fumbled for the card key and swiped it down the lock, which turned green to allow them access. Inside there were noises of squeals and tiny barks coming from the living area, and both Jack and Sasha rushed in to find out what was the matter.
What they saw surprised them more than they had expected.
There was Laura, cradling a tiny blue Pokemon in her arms as it suckled on her breast. She was dripping milk from a glass down her breast so that it fell onto where the baby was drinking.
"Hi guys..." she said, "The egg hatched," said Laura, tears running down her face.
"My God," said Sasha, "What on earth are you doing? You can't molest a child like that!"
"Don't be an idiot," hissed Laura. "I'm not lactating. This was the only way I could think of to get to eat. And it hurts like nothing I've ever felt before so you better be grateful."
"Oh Laura, I'm sorry we weren't here for it," said Jack, taking the time to admire the Pokemon as it drank the drops of milk away. "Why wouldn't you use a bottle though? This does seem a bit... erotic."
"Do you see a bottle anywhere?" she asked, irritated.
She had him there and he conceded the point. "When did she hatch?" asked Jack.
"Almost an hour ago. I was so scared, but then it got out of its egg and tripped over and walked to me with a great smile on its face and its paws out in the air and it laughed and... I couldn't just leave it on the floor. It moves really fast if you let it go."
Sasha took a step back and admired the scene. There was Laura, handling a baby Pokemon like a mother. It was the most darling scene she had ever seen and she swooned with affection. Then she noticed the bag of ice between her legs and snickered to herself.
"Stop laughing!" said Laura angrily, upsetting the baby. The little thing looked up and started to cry and Laura had to act fast and rock it gently in her arms to get it calm down. "There, there. Don't worry. Shh." She cooed. It was amazing to Jack and Sasha that Laura could handle herself that well with a small child like that, and they both smiled at her. "I had twelve brothers and sisters all younger than me. Give me a break," she said, as though reading their minds. "There we go, all better," she said to the baby, holding it up for the others to see. They both swarmed around it and giggled at its smallness. It took to Jack easily, putting its paws to his face and smiling and laughing, but when Sasha got close it shied away and hid its face amidst Laura's breasts, covering its eyes with its ears.
"Of course it would go for the one with bigger boobs," said Sasha annoyed.
"I don't think that's the case. Look," said Jack pointing to his Pokedex, "Riolu; a canine Pokemon. Extremely rare but an intense fighter. Very few have been seen or bred so information is limited. Is one of the few Pokemon that understands and can be taught human speech before it's evolved." Jack snapped his Pokedex shut and looked down at the little Riolu. "I think it's imprinted onto Laura here. It thinks she's its mommy."
"That's so adorable! Not!" said Laura obstinately, "I can't have a baby! I don't know how and... I don't want to take care of it..."
"But you were the one who first tried to get pregnant from Jack," said Sasha.
"I wasn't serious. It's unheard of that a human could impregnate a Pokemon. There was no way! I can't handle a baby!"
"May I hold her?" asked Jack, receiving the Riolu into his arms and raising it high up. It laughed and barked wildly and held out its arms. Then he brought it down at it tried to stand on his arm. It propped itself up on its hind legs, using Jack's chest for support and started to climb all over him. It reached over his shoulder and climbed around his head to the other one, and then it came back and pulled on his hair, to the pain of Jack's scalp, which amused the baby wholeheartedly. Then it climbed up on his head and held up its arms in triumph.
"She likes you too, so you can take care of it with me then," said Laura, sitting back with her bag of ice still propped right against her sex.
"When we're out and about, I'll hold her safe," he answered her, "But when we're someplace like this, relaxed and alone, she'll be your responsibility. We're going to stay in the city a while anyway, since there's a gym here that we have to find too."
He motioned for the door. "Wait a minute, Jack," began Sasha, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going out to get some things for Riolu. I'll get a bottle for one thing," which was praised by Laura, "And I'll see about a toy it can play around with while it's awake. I'll be back in a bit. Play nice you two."
"Wai-aw..." said Laura, who was just getting feeling back in her nipple. Luckily she was out of milk, so it would be a while before she could feed it again. But now that the Riolu was able to walk around freely it started to stand on its own on the bed, wobbling on its shaky legs as it struggled to stand on such a plush, soft surface. When it finally did it turned around and was face to face with Sasha on the other bed. Having nothing to cover itself with it fell backwards on its bottom, its legs splayed out in front and its arms holding itself upright in front of its body. It stared blankly at Sasha for a long while, its stare vacant and empty. It hiccupped once, then stopped, but still it stared.
And Sasha stared right back, measuring up the baby Riolu like an opponent. Because that's what it was. She was going to triumph over the baby Riolu and there was nothing its baby wiles could do to stop her. Suddenly it held out its arms and barked.
"Aw look, it wants a hug," said Laura, who had rolled on to her side to watch the staring competition unfold. Until that moment she didn't think either of them had moved a muscle, even blinked, and it had started over five minutes ago.
"Really?" asked Sasha hesitantly.
"Sure, just look at her," it began to pout, as though it were being ignored and opened and closed its palms like it was trying to grasp something.
"Well, if you want to," said Sasha, inwardly beaming at the thought of holding the little baby. She picked it up and it giggled as she tickled it under its arms. It patted her beak with its hands and felt her face for a moment before she began to cradle it like she had seen Jack do minutes before. It was tucked into one arm and she rocked it back and forth. It placed one hand on her breast and she smiled at its innocence. Then it took out of her feathers and she screamed, launching the baby high into the air and having it land with a bounce on the plush bed beside her.
"It's a monster!" she yelled, cradling and rubbing her wounded breast.
"Oh, so it just wanted a boob feather, I see. You know it's hard to tell these days between 'I want a hug' and 'I want a boob feather'," said Laura, smiling inwardly at Sasha's pain. "Come here little baby. Come on, up to mommy, show mommy your breast, I mean best prize." The little Riolu slipped off the bed, crossed the floor, climbed up the other one and gently snuggled close to Laura underneath her larger more voluptuous breasts and waved the small smooth red feather around like a toy. She laughed and giggled, making Laura smirk at Sasha for a good long while.
"Oh revenge is sweet isn't it?"
Meanwhile, Jack was having his own problems. You would think that some place in a department store would have baby bottles, but no. He had tried three gigantic malls so far and not one of them had a baby outlet. He had been out much longer than he expected and began to hurry back down the streets in the direction of the hotel. Finally, he came across a baby emporium and went inside. He purchased a bottle and a small red ball that he thought would suit the little Riolu perfectly. The clerk there did seem a little curious as to why someone his age was worrying about baby products, but he was never asked any questions so he didn't bother answering them.
As he stepped outside, his bag by his side he heard some commotion coming from down the street. Suddenly a tiny dog... no, cat-like... no... Pokemon thing turned the corner from an alley way and headed straight for Jack. It tripped on the way towards him and skidded to a stop on its face, but picked itself up and kept going. He almost tripped over it but then it turned another corner and was gone. Suddenly two men burst out from the same alleyway and headed for him.
"Hey kid, you seen a little Pokemon dash by here just now. It came out just a second ago, tell us where it went."
"I saw a little thing go that way," he said, pointing down the road away from the alley it had ducked into. He tried to sound as clueless as possible and it seemed to work. The two men barreled off in that direction and didn't look back. Jack didn't have to think twice about going into the alley and checking for the Pokemon he had seen running away.
He found it trapped in a dead end surrounded by boxes. It was scratching futilely at one of them trying to escape and didn't even notice when Jack kneeled down behind it.
"Those guys are gone now. You don't have to worry," he said quietly.
Still, the little Pokemon, an Eevee as Jack recalled from his Pokedex entries, was startled and screamed a tiny little Eevee scream. It turned around to face him and doubled over its hind legs clumsily. It was whining in fear and shaking uncontrollably. It wasn't very much larger than any small dog, but it still seemed very small when it was cowering into a corner.
"There, there, don't worry. I won't hurt you. Those guys are gone okay? Nothing to be scared of anymore," he said, trying to alleviate the Eevee's fear. It didn't seem to be working. So he reached in, ignoring the part of his brain that told him not to and gently picked her up. She whimpered in pain and frustration and fear and desperately tried to free itself. He held on though and began stroking the Eevee's head gently. It wasn't calming down, but crying on and on, so he took it from the alley and made his way back to the hotel much faster than he had intended.
When he opened the door to the hotel room he found it in disarray. A chair was knocked over, all the blankets and sheets had been torn from the beds and lay scattered all over the floor and there was screaming coming from the window. When he got inside he saw the Riolu terrorizing Sasha, who had escaped the little beast by climbing up onto the windowsill where fortunately she couldn't reach.
"Jack! Thank goodness! Please help! It's tearing out my feathers!"
"Oh thank God, we're out of ice and I need some new ones."
The little Riolu rushed over to Jack and barked and yipped at him as he walked in, ignoring Sasha completely so that she could finally get down.
"All right, that's enough!" yelled Jack, instantly silencing the entire room, "Sasha clean up the beds, Laura forget the ice and keep Riolu occupied. Here I bought a bottle and a ball. You're in charge of keeping her out of Sasha's feathers. I have a hurt Eevee here that I'm going to take care of for a moment."
The two grown Pokemon gathered their wits and immediately went to work straightening the room and keeping the Riolu entertained. They didn't even make a fuss against him with that kind of tone. They didn't even speak, save for Laura talking quietly to the Riolu, who loved the new ball and chased it to and from between Laura's legs.
Jack sat down at the desk and placed the Eevee down there as well. It was quivering in fear still but fortunately it had stopped crying. He stood the Eevee up and began prodding its muscles. He noted that there was a tiny scrape on her chin and she was missing a few claws, but other than that she was just fine, albeit scared. He took out a potion from his backpack and sprayed a bit here and there until the scrape went away and her fur became moist with the liquid.
When Sasha had finished tidying up the beds, making extra sure not to attract attention from the Riolu, she went over to Jack and paused over the Eevee.
"She's so cute, but she's trembling. What happened?"
"I saw her on my way back running away from two big guys. I turned them down the wrong path and then scooped her up. She's been shaking and crying ever since. I'm not sure what else I can do," answered Jack.
"Maybe it's humans she's scared of. Let me try," said Sasha, picking up the trembling cat-dog-thing and holding her gently in her arms. "There, see, you're safe here. You don't need to be scared. I'll protect you from everything," Sasha beamed happily. The Eevee slowly stopped shaking so violently and curled up into a ball, wrapping its fluffy tail around its body as a defense.
"I guess you're right Sasha, thanks," said Jack, kind of put off by the thought of being scary.
"What's your name little Eevee," asked the Blaziken sweetly, knowing that at least she could talk to it. The Eevee answered back in a mewling tone that was both high pitched and sad sounding. "Oh, so you don't have a trainer. No name then. Well, Jack here is a trainer, and he's good at giving names. Here see, I'm Sasha, and that there is Laura. He's a nice trainer. You don't have to be scared of him okay?" The Eevee answered back again with a series of whimpers and catcalls. "She says she can't help being scared of humans. But she doesn't hold you responsible."
"Responsible for what?" asked Jack.
The Eevee began to speak again. "Oh my, I'm so sorry little Eevee," said Sasha, then she paused as she turned to Jack, thinking about what to tell him, "Sorry Jack, I think she'd like me to keep that private. Maybe she'll tell you someday okay?"
He had no choice really so he just nodded and reached out to pet her head once, "Whenever you're ready Eevee, don't worry."
With that he began to fill up the bottle with milk and put it on the heater to warm it up. Hopefully some warm milk would help put the little Riolu to sleep finally.