The smell of freshly baked bread stung the nose of a small blue pokemon. One of his two yellow eyes closed as he focused on where the scent was coming from.
That old woman's house next to my lake! Should I warn my sisters? Or have the bread to myself...? Nah! My bread!
The pokemon flew through the sunlit sky, unable to be seen. The invisibility he had used only made it so people he wanted to see him, could see him.He sped up and flew towards a small yellow house with on open window. There were different colored flowers decorating the outside of the lemon colored home. Cosmos, Peonies, and even a few lilacs. The pokemon sat on the windowsill next to a pan that smelled of bread. Yes. Just what he was looking for! Except, there was no bread inside.
"Ah! Azelf! My precious guardian of Valor! How are you?" A short old woman walked into the kitchen where Azelf was sitting. He frowned and pointed to the bread pan. The old woman chuckled slightly, her white curls bouncing. "Sorry buddy, your sisters beat you!" Azelf stood up and pure betrayl washed through his veins.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I saved you some." The old woman smiled and walked closer to Azelf. Azelf quickly smiled with her and flew to her side. The woman led Azelf into the depths of her cozy little house, into a small living area full of pictures. Most of the pictures had the woman, her now passed husband, Azelf, his sisters, and a skitty. The woman walked towards a little white couch and sat next to the said skitty. The skitty, with shiny red fur, jumped up and mewled, welcoming Azelf.
Hi! Do you want some bread?
Of course skitty. Look who you are talking to!
Oh right! My bad! Hehe!
Sitting on the small coffee table in front of the couch, was two more small pokemon. One had a yellow head, with closed eyes and a tired look, while the other had a pink head, with a sassy expression and pink "pigtails". Azelf joined his two sisters, Uxie and Mesprit, on the table. The old woman handed him a piece of bread she had in her apron before turning on the TV.
Azelf, Uxie, and Mesprit had the old woman and her skitty, yet they were still wild. Every day, they would visit her. They would play games and eat delicious pastries. They loved the woman. They loved the skitty. Until that one day, while the four pokemon and one woman ate bread and watched TV, the old woman stopped breathing.
