"Puk! Hey! Puk!" A typhlosion called her Luxray partner from Chemico's desk, deciding that whatever it was she was doing was more important then organizing their teams.
"Would you excuse me, Chemico?" He asked as he turned and walked over to her. "What is it, Allie? Found a job yet?" He grinned.
"Yeah, but check it out!" She reached forward, touching her fore claw to the edge of the envelope. "I can reach!"
Memories flashed through their minds.
"Puk, come help me out!" Puk, at this point still a Shinx, braced his legs as Allie the Cyndaquil climbed onto his back, standing with one foot on his head and the other tiptoed on his back, trying to whack down the job with a stick.
Even after their first evolution . . .
"Puk, I still need help!" Puk laughed, reaching his Luxio paw forward for her to put one Quilava foot on as she balanced herself with one paw on his forehead, still reaching to whap down the envelope with a stick.
Returning to the present, Puk laughed. "Well, I guess you don't need me anymore." He joked.
Her face changed, the grin fading into a deathly serious expression. "I'll always need you."
In case you can't tell, this is set the day after they finished their last evolution. It's kinda cute, at least I thought so, cause they've been together from the very beginning, and even though he was joking, she wanted to make sure he knew full well that she couldn't do this alone.