It was a pretty exhausting day for my first day as a trainer. I had just received my starter pokémon, a cute little male oshawott who I nicknamed Hilt. He was pretty feisty when we met, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was ignored by previous trainers who came before me. Anyways, the little guy was as tuckered out as I was, and we were now spending our first night in a Pokémon Center. As soon as I turned on the room light, he ran straight for the bed.
"Osha!" he cried as he bounced on the bed we were going to share. I felt the bed for myself and was surprised to find it was soft to the touch. I was glad I didn't believe those rumors about the beds being mediocre in overall feel. I sat on the bed and took out a set of clothes from my backpack. I patted my oshawott on the head and smiled at him.
"Today was a little difficult, but we managed to pull through," I said. "Tomorrow, we'll start training. Here is my plan. Since I know a little bit about swordplay, and since you are just starting out with your scalchop, what say we get some practice in? Who knows, I might learn something too."
"Sha?" Hilt looked at me curiously.
"I'm sure I can buy a few kendo sticks from the Poké Mart downstairs," I explained. "Curiously, they seem to have everything. If not, I can improvise. Anyways," I stood up, gathering my set of clothes, "I'll take a quick bath. I will be back." I entered the room's bathroom and closed the door. After pouring in a bubble bath solution, filling the tub with a sizable amount of warm water, and discarding my current clothes, I entered it and lied down. I fiddled around with the bubbles as I contemplated our plan.
"He's a little guy," I murmured to myself, "but I can tell that he hits really hard. I'll have to be extra careful." I heard the door open and immediately froze; I must have neglected to lock the door. Hilt walked up to me, probably curious about what I was doing. "H-hey there, Hilt. Is something wrong?" He walked up to the tub and looked at me. He smiled before jumping in, splashing water and bubbles near the tub and on me.
"Sha osha!" the otter cried. Hilt appeared to be having fun in the tub, which negated any embarrassment I had and brought a smile to my face. He sloshed around in the bubbles for a bit before coming to rest on my left side.
"Aw, I guess I can let you stay," I said. My blush was now completely gone, having been neutralized by Hilt's innocence. Once he evolved, the innocence would disappear, but I would treasure this moment forever.