It had been two hours since I had resuscitated the Lucario. Still feeling the shock after finding her in a bag, I decided to check up on her, just to be safe.
As I leant to the door, I could hear water running. 'Must be having a shower.' As I walked away, the Lucario was angrily moaning about something. Being a polite person, I knocked on the bathroom door. "Hey, do you need help in there?"
She paused for a few seconds, then gave an approving grunt. I slowly walked in, covering my eyes. Another grunt said that she was covered, and that I could open my eyes. "What do you need help with?"
She angrily pointed to the bar of soap. "Ah." I said, blushing. "This could be an issue. Do you mind if I come in?"A longer grunt meant that she was adamant that she could do it herself. A few failed attempts later, and she eventually gave in, and motioned for me to help her. I picked up the soap and helped her lather in her fur. "You see, it's all in the thumbs. Without them, you can't do very much." She nodded and gave a short grunt, meaning she agreed. After a few minutes of one-on-one shower action, I decided that any more time and I would become emotionally attached, and I left her to rinse the soap off.
I decided to play a bit of Gran Turismo 6 to pass the time. Pressing the power button on the PlayStation 3, I sat down with a nice warm blanket. By the time I skipped the cutscenes (and fixed the networking issue), the Lucario came out of the shower. Her skin was so shiny and 'poofy' that one could mistake it for a Michael Bay film.
Giving a curious grunt and pointing to my LED AfterGlow PS3 controller, I decided to let her play with me. I gave her my spare PS3 controller (I have spares of everything!) and she sat down on my lap to play.
She was actually rather good at it, always staying right behind me. Being the gentleman I am, my controller went 'flat'. Giggling, she won the race at the Nürburgring. To be fair, though, she WAS using a a GT3 car. I was only using an unproven virtual carbon-fibre prototype powered by the equivalent of a nuclear power station.
After hours of playing, I actually forgot to ask something. "What's your name, by the way?" I said in a curious tone. The Lucario tilted her head, possibly meaning she didn't have a name. "Alright, a name... Hmm..."
I pondered for a while, until I settled on a name. "Alright. Your name is Myu." She seemed to like the name, which I was glad for. To be honest, I actually named her after my late best friend who died in a mountaineering accident. We were both climbing our local mountain, Mt. Yarkat. I told her to take shelter in the cave, as there was a possible chance for an avalanche, but she couldn't hear me. She was gone. I screamed and screamed for her to come back, but it was too late. She screamed as the snow went down the mountain, killing her instantly. I cried for at least a month after that. She was only twelve years old.
But, that was five years ago. I still haven't gotten over her, but, what can you do?
