Unexpected
What is it?
What could it be?
I wonder, to much of my curiosity, why I do that. Why I daydream of the same one every day and night. Why the illusion engulfs me, wishing me to live in it forever. Strangely, it always happens when I'm near...him.
No; it wasn't a horrid nightmare. Unexpectedly, it was...a dream. A comforting and satisfying dream. That brought me back wondering: did it happen purposely, or was it of pure coincidence?
No; he could not have done that. He doesn't even know...know my feelings, the true feelings that I keep bottled up in my chest. It was not even close when...when he realized his wrongdoings. I wonder why a lonely and...if I do say so myself... weird Pokemon like me should be loved. So...it was probably something else...
Still, it isn't very likely for dreams to be produced, especially if it came from...from him. Really, it did seem strange for him to do that. Every time I dream, I dream of all that I have liked: the bright light, the color pink, my sister and brother happily playing Chase amongst each other, and me licking out the delicious and scrumptious taste of satisfying raspberry ice cream...I wish I could stay in that dream forever...
Then again, I still wonder if it is him or is it the Deep Black Dragon, the one who can be visited by the Dais upstairs, is the one. Those four kids always seem excited to visit, and the reason why they come here. If so, then that must be the case...
Then I felt the same thing I have always felt as I began to reside in the Palace: the blood rushing to my cheeks. Was that on my subconscious' behalf? Was it telling me that I was wrong? That it wasn't the legendary Zekrom doing the magic?
"Gothitelle, do you have a minute?" a silent voice broke my train of thought.
"Th-thank you!" I blurted out suddenly, the red part of my cheeks grew only darker. I covered my mouth.
His eyes softened for a moment. "You are very much welcome."