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Pokémon Café

The door creaked open, light flowing into the dark streets. How crowed it was! I stared in amazement at the café's bustling waitresses, waiters, and Pokémon. A Nidoqueen serving here, a Wigglytuff there, a waitress handing out menus, a waiter taking a paid bill. "Perrr~" came the voice of my ever so impatient Persian, Nalia. I sighed stepping up to the counter "Table for two please, one Persian and one trainer." "Certainly miss we just got an opening!" we followed her to near the back of the café and sat in a booth. She handed us our menus, one in human and one in Persian, and shuffled away. Looking carefully over the menu I decided on just an herbal tea and a light sandwich when a paw swatted my face. "Nalia!" I fumed, "Just meow next time." "Per." Came a snooty reply before she pawed at the menu signaling she wanted #23 on the menu. "Per Persian per per sian!" the classy cat Pokémon exclaimed pawing the menu relentlessly. I put my hand on Nalia's paw "Ok, ok I get it. You want #23, now chill." A few minutes passed before the waitress returned with a Persian and asked us if we decided, I ordered my herbal tea and sandwich and Nalia her, translated through the other Persian, milk and fish fillet. While waiting for my food I grumbled about be so close to the kitchen doors but stopped as soon as I heard a strange noise. It was faint but defiantly there. The wails of an…. Oddish? What was going on in there? "Nalia do you hear that?" I didn't even need an answer because her ears were twitching like crazy. She could defiantly hear it. "Is it a Oddish?" Nalia nodded and raised a paw and I silently gasped. That always meant that there was more. "How many are there girl?" she tapped her right paw five time and her left seven. 57 Pokémon from what Nalia could hear and most in pain, wailing and crying. Nalia mewled, almost pitifully, to me, which was way out of her character. I shook my head, stood up, and started to leave with her following. We paid and left quickly but both of us knew that something was up. Something bad. Nalia and I made a silent oath to revisit this "café" after hours and find out exactly what was going on. And I was not pleased at what I found.