Dear Blanche
My name is Professor Willow, and I have just read your article about the evolution of Eevee, and the chance of there being more than just the three we are aware of.
Therefor I wish to invite you, and a couple of others, to my lab to work study Pokémon. Each of you will pursue a different side of study, and I believe you will all be able to learn from this, as well as growing up and evolving as person.
As long as you continue to study and provide me with continuing reports on your progress, each of you will receive financial funding's, including a house of my choosing to share with your fellow scientists.
Sincerely
Prof. Willow
PS: I have included a map, as well as a date and time on the backside.
Blanche stared at the letter. The she read it again, analysing every single sentence… twice.
"This would certainly be an upgrade." She thought, looking into her small flat kitchen that also served as her lap, to her living room that also served as her sleeping quarters. All less than 80 square feet.
Blanche began writing her response to the professor:
Dear Prof. Willow
I, Blanche, hereby accept your request as per the time you receive this letter.
From
Blanche
She looked it over. Its shortness will definitely enhance its point. Though it was short, it took her twice the time to write compared to what a normal woman would use, but in return her writing looked like something from a computer.
Blanche began packing her most important items, as well as contacting the landlord to tell her she was giving up the flat.
• • •
The day was finally here. Blanche had taken the bus and walked the short distance from the stop to the professor's lab. It wasn't flamboyant in the least. A large, three story tall, concrete building with large windows and automatic double doors.
"This is it…" Blanche thought as she looked upon the building in all of its grand simplicity, "an actual laboratory. Finally, I'll be around peers of minds like my own. An environment of intelligence devoted solely-"
"Hey!" The loud and sudden voice broke Blanche's train of thought. She looked behind her to see a girl with dark brown hair and bright amber eyes. She was quite muscled for a scientist, if that was indeed what she was. Her purple backpack was almost inhumanly large. Her thighs were very tone, and was likely pure muscle. This observation was only possible because of the orange short shorts the girl wore.
"Hi." Blanche spoke, the girls loud voice continued immediately after: "I'm Candela! Nice to meet ya!"
She now stood right besides Blanche, a little too close for the Blanche's comfort, actually.
Suddenly she grabbed Blanche around the neck with one arm and pulled her close in a sort of hug. "I can tell we're gonna be good friends!" The girl named Candela exclaimed.
"Apologies, but I don't feel we're at that level yet…" Blanche managed to speak, even though the girl's arms were tightly around her neck.
"Ah, you two are right on time!" An older masculine voice said. Candela let go of Blanche and turned towards the voice.
"Ey, prof.!" She said and waved. The only thing going through Blanche's mind however: "I can breathe again."
"Good to see you." He greeted, "now… we are still missing one."
"Aughh" An exhausted sound came as a human formed figure fell out from the woods besides the lab.
This guy was wearing an orange t-shirt and brown pants, his bright yellow hair looked as if it has never styled with a ruler. Yet the spikes seemed to have been placed randomly… or perhaps it just looked that way because of the twigs and leaf's caught in it.
"I'm finally… here… took… wrong bus… ran… with all my… luggage… sorry… late" The guy was so clearly exhausted it was almost cliché. Blanche even got slightly tired just being near this guy.
"Dude, you need a hand." Candela asked, kneeling before the boy. The sun was right behind her and from his view she was probably shining.
"An angel!" The boy exclaimed, accepting Candela's hand, who very quickly and very forceful, pulled him into standing position.
"There you are, Spark." The professor said, entering the lab, "when the three of you are ready, come on in." He said and disappeared from sight.
"So this…" Blanche began her train of thought.
"Dude, you are ripped." Spark said to Candela, "thanks." She replied.
"this is my… scientific research group…" Blanche felt like fainting at the thought.
