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'Children can get into the smallest corners, and the smaller the child the more tiny spaces they can enter, this also applies to pokemon yet not many people know why pokemon and children like these claustrophobic conditions.'- professor Yoru's theory of pokemon

Ame was alone again. She sat down on the grass and huffed, yet again her father had denied her access to the lab, the lab which she had never been in. she often wondered what was behind those massive metal doors, aliens perhaps, or maybe lots of dancing fairies. People would often talk using complicated or long words she didn't know outside the doors, but when her father spotted her ogling he would set her on Houndoom's back and told her to play outside.

Outside was boring, impossibly dull compared to the white-coated people and their funny words. There was a swing (which could be fun sometimes if Houndoom didn't stop her from climbing on it like monkey bars), some tomato plants and small apple trees and a fairly sized shed in the corner. Today Ame decided to go around the back of the shed and see what was behind it. She toddled off; Houndoom was smart and blocked her way so she couldn't go past him. Being as small as she was (about a foot tall) you would have thought she was frightened of the pokemon about twice her size (wouldn't you be?), she wasn't. Instead she stared the pokemon down, her blue eyes boring into Houndoom's burning orange ones.

"'Doom I prowmise I wont hurt myself!" she said boldly, the pokemon still didn't back down "I hate you, you never let me do anything fun!" she sulked. It looked like it would be a stare down to the death, but the pokemon sighed and let the little girl past.

It was dark with lots of vines behind the shed so Ame pretended she was a jungle explorer hunting for rare bug type pokemon.

"We are now looking for the rare Imagimon which is the best pokemon in the world!" she cried flinging her tiny arms in the air. She almost tripped on a vine, looking down she saw a large egg! It was orange with red spots.

"Wow!" she whispered her eyes wide she tapped it but the shell was hard and didn't crack "this must be the Imagimon's egg! Imagimons only ever lay one egg, that's why they're so rare." She told solemnly Houndoom who was still following her. Houndoom nodded his head seriously, he had learned to listen to her crazy nonsense ramblings and treat them as if they were serious facts even if he wanted to laugh his head off.

Ame thought for a moment, if this is a pokemon egg it probably has a mummy and a daddy to look after it, when I come back tomorrow to see it maybe I'll bring a blanket to keep it warm.

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