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With a deep refreshing breath, Evelyn cleared all thoughts from her head gave her body a quick shake to rid herself of all her jittery nerves and finished making the drinks the blonde had failed to do, but as she gave the chocolate drinks a final stir she wondered if it'd be enough for someone so distraught.

With a determined huff she flung a cupboard open and grabbed down a jar, popping it open and taking a hand full of the mini marshmallows to throw in one of the cups, she then put the jar back in it's rightful home before going to the fridge for the squirty cream.

Evelyn was a person of few talents, she couldn't sing to save her life, she wasn't much of a dancer despite what she may think after a drink or two, her skills in art were mediocre at best, and as a baker she could perhaps manage some cupcakes! As for making a cup of hot chocolate, that was a whole different ball game- she had the mini marshmallows, the cream, the chocolate shavings, she even had a special whisk just to get that perfect mix with a bit of froth in the milk! Hot chocolate was where the money was at, that was her greatest skill!

With one wonderful creation of a hot chocolate and one plain, she headed carefully over to the blonde and Mako, her weary footing not because of the drinks she carried but because of the emotion she wasn't sure she was going to be walking into. "How you feeling?" she dared to ask, her face forming a look that seemed less concerned and more cautious, she really didn't want to set anyone off crying again, she hated it when people cried, she'd always felt awkward and self concious when it came to friends crying let alone strangers.

"Yeah, fine," came his quiet reply, his eyes down on the pokemon sleeping in his lap as he smoothed a hand over it's soft fur before looking up to her as she set the drinks down on the table. "I don't know what came over me," he gave her a small grin, his shoulders lifting in a weak shrug as he looked to Mako once again, "I just look into those big, teary, pink eyes and instantly want to cry!" he sounded some what astonished in his own words as he spoke and Eve panicked for a moment as she held a hand out in hopes it would calm him of anymore of his sudden feelings to cry.

"I made you a special hot chocolate to make you feel better," she stated hastily, reacting like the man before her was emotionally unstable and trying her best to move him off any upsetting subject.

Spark looked from her and to the mugs sat on the small coffee table before them, one far more appetising than the other, "Who's is the boring one?" he glanced back to her, watching in interest as she sat slowly and placed her hands in her lab in her stiff sit.

"Depends?" she shrugged, staring at the two mugs sat before them.

"On what?" he pressed.

"Well... I don't know if you like marshmallows and cream so I did one with and one without," she then looked to him with an awkward smile and slight tilt of her head and Spark simply stared at her a moment, happily in awe of the small yet considerate gesture, he'd been wondering where that little girl he once knew had gone, and as it turned out there was still a small bit of her tucked away inside. "I like either, so you choose!" she looked away from him when his staring got too much and stood hastily, moving around the coffee table to head towards the window to take a peek outside, an action that was pointless as it was so dark out she couldn't see anything past her own reflection- a reflection that brought horror to her very core. "How long has my face been like this!" she almost shouted as she turned to scowl at the blonde, a hand flying up to point to the black smudges beneath her eyes and streaks down her cheeks.

"Hmm?" he mumbled with a full mouth, looking up from the hot chocolate- with all the trimmings- in hand and to her, "Oh," he then nodded when he understood what she was on about, "Um, since you found us?" he offered with a one shouldered shrug and instantly she tilted her head back with a scoff.

Sure she expected to have a little bit of her make up to run- she had been out searching in the rain for ages and her hood could only protect so much- but the disaster on her face at that very moment in time was something else, "And you didn't think to mention it?" she opened her arms as she spoke, her head giving a slow shake as she looked towards him.

"I thought you knew?" Spark offered in hopes it would save him from what ever beating it looked like she was ready to dish out.

"Well, obviously not!" she shot sarcastically before snatching up the other hot chocolate and moving out the room, "It's alright, not like I'm trying to impress anyone anyway!" she huffed, trudging up the stairs and heading to her room. Despite the irritation in her voice her words were true, in-fact she wasn't even remotely embarrassed by how she looked, after so much time alone the giddy girl in her had started to fade, wondering what it was about her that seemed so unappealing till she eventually shrivelled up and disappeared, leaving behind a somewhat hollow spinster that quite frankly couldn't give two ticks about what anyone thought.

The giddy girl was shy and quiet, but oh so hopeful in love, she would flush brightly with a blush at the sight of a crush and suddenly find herself at a loss for words when it came to speaking to them- but she had gone long ago.

The spinster just didn't care, but with that lack of care came an aura that seemed very self confident, something that was actually appealing, she could walk into a place and not be intimidated by the crowd, she could talk to anyone with out a problem, she didn't worry about others or what they may or may not think of her, but again- the spinster didn't care.

When she looked in the mirror she heaved a huff, her shoulders drooping with the exhale, before she rolled her eyes and clawed out a cotton pad from it's packet, splashing the item with some cleanser and mopping up the mess from her face. She found it funny that recently when ever she made the effort and threw on a bit of make up it would always end up a mess, but then she realised that was her fault- she'd started getting used to not wearing any most of the time so when she did actually put some on she would forget about it.

"Oh, it's really late," she stated with a mild shock to herself when she noticed the time on her phone after pressing for it to light up as she took this chance to take a drink of her hot chocolate, she had a lot to do the next day and the thought of having to act like an adult and do adult like things started to bring on a headache. "Ugh, I can't be bothered," she groaned, placing her mug back down and lifting her hands to her face to rub at her tired eyes, an action that just caused the left over mascara that still clung stubbornly to her lashes to smear beneath her eyes again. "Right, lets go see what that weirdo down stairs is doing for the night," she uttered to herself, taking a small pause as she just stood there for no reason, just trying to find the energy to move before her eyes landed on her Eevee, still snuggled in her bed where she'd left her earlier that day, "Well, it's alright for some!" she chirped with an eye roll, finally making a move back down stairs.

She wasn't exactly quiet in her approach, her steps tired and lumbering as she thudded back down the stairs and shuffled on with a groan, but the blonde didn't turn to take notice of her so that was how she found him, still sat on the sofa with the mug held aloft and upside down, it's contents barren apart for a few stay marshmallows that clung to the inside of the mug in their half molten state, slowly sliding down the ceramic and towards his open mouth. "You can leave the pattern on you know," she spoke calmly but her face held a great deal of judgement and despite her calm and quiet tone, added with her non-stealthy entrance, he still jumped a mile in fright.

Evelyn spent the next few minutes looking at the man in a form of concerned horror as he choked on the very marshmallows he so desperately worked to save from the bottom of the mug, "Just, cough as hard as you can," she finally waded in with some advice after listening to a few desperate calls of 'I'm choking', but other than that still leaving him to cough and splutter in a violent fit of panic as he slapped a hand to his chest in hopes it would stop the marshmallow clinging to the back of his throat from suffocating him.

With a wheeze Spark was finally able to calm him self, his eyes pricking with water at his near death experience, he cleared his throat a little which set of a few small coughs but other than that he was fine, while poor Mako having had to jump down from his lap in fright of the fit and was now looking up to him in concern. "Don't do that!" he rounded on the woman with a teary eyed frown of former panic.

"Do what?" Evelyn opened her arms in a lost gesture, she hardly crept up on him!

"You could have killed me!" he placed a hand to his chest as if he was truly wounded.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic," she brushed the matter away with a shake of her head and a roll of her eyes as she moved forwards, "It was a half melted mini marshmallow," she shot him a light frown and bent to scoop Mako up.

"W-Well," he stuttered and struggled with a response,"You could have helped!"

"It was minor choking," she shot him a silencing look, her brows raising into unimpressed arches as she stated further, "That hardly warrants the heimlich,"

"And you would know?" he frowned, trying his best to seem more like an angry adult than a pouting child but failing.

"Yes," she nodded, "I'm a First aider," turning with the blue Sylveon in her arms she took him over to the bay window seat and set him down before turning back to the now stunned blonde, "There are two types of choking," she held up two fingers, "Minor choking, where something is stuck but you can still cough, cry, breath, and speak, this can be cleared by coughing as hard as you can until you dislodge what ever is stuck," she watched as he gave an understanding nod before she continued, "Then there is severe choking where you cannot talk, cough, or breath, in which case you give five back blows using the heel of your palm to firmly hit between the shoulder blades," she motioned to the area on her hand, "If that does not dislodge anything, then you move onto the abdominal thrust, which is the heimlich," she nodded before going over to root through some drawers in the room.

"What if that doesn't work?" he questioned, watching as she pulled a blanket from one of the drawers with a look of triumph, carefully gathering the cable and plug that went along with it.

"You call for help," she looked to him, shook her head and shrugged as if that was the most obvious answer, "As a first aider you can only give first aid and wait for help to arrive," she stated as she carried the heated blanket over to where she had set Mako down, "So if someone is still severely choking then you keep alternating between five back blows and the heimlich until the foreign object is either removed or they become unresponsive," she spoke as she busied herself with plugging the blanket into the socket on the wall next to the bay window and setting it to a nice temperature.

"What happens then?" Spark still questioned, watching as she fussed about the blue creature, tucking him up into a warm and snug bundle to save him from any illness sitting out in the rain for so long may cause.

She stood and turned to the blonde, a brow raising on her face as she spoke, "CPR," she shook her head lightly and headed back to the cabinet to check the other draws while thinking it was common knowledge to know these things.

"Wow," Spark uttered, the thought alone seemed scary, "Well, um, thanks?" he frowned lightly, unsure what to make of the sudden information he'd just received, "For that lesson," he then cleared.

"Are you being sarcastic?!" she was quick to snap, shooting him a slightly offended frown, when in all honestly she didn't know why she had decided to ramble so in-depth about first aid for choking, but she definitely thought there was no need for sarcasm, "That information might come in handy to you one day!" she shot as she shut the drawer with more force than it needed and turned to him with such a readied stance he thought she was going to take him by the scruff and turf him out, "Do you need a place to stay tonight?"

The question was asked with such aggression he was a bit unsure on how to answer, "What?" he uttered quietly as he shrunk away slightly from her suddenly intimidating presence.

"I can set up the spare room if you need a place to stay," She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder to motion to nothing in particular as she spoke, "It's pretty late and depending on where you're staying there isn't any buses or trains this late, and the taxi's round here don't do runs this time unless it has been pre-booked, so?" she looked to him her brows raising slightly as she rocked back on her heels in waiting for his answer.

"Oh," he took this moment to finally check the time and inhaled so sharply he nearly set himself off on another coughing fit, "How is it so late?" he asked and although he didn't expect her to answer she just opened her arms in a shrug when he look to her, the expression on her face showing she shared his shock and surprise at the time.

"I'll take that as a yes," She then nodded and trudged off.

"Thank you," he called as he watched her go before a grumble caught his attention and he looked to her Jolteon in alarm, "What?" he asked him, "I haven't done anything!" he held his hands up, "I'm not going to do anything!" he then pressed though he was worried, it was far to trusting of her to allow- who she though was a stranger- to stay the night, but as he scanned the room and at all the various Eevee evolutions looking back at him he thought only an idiot would dare try something.

"She's not as timid as I remember," He muttered to himself as he stood from the sofa, looking after where she'd just trod off too. 'What did you expect?' he thought to himself as he wandered back over to the wall of photos, but even he couldn't answer his own question, he didn't even know why he'd searched her out to begin with.

When he thought about it, going to visit her wasn't something he had initially planned, in fact he wouldn't have even done it if the team recruitment's journey hadn't brought him back to his old town, he didn't have anything he really wanted to do while back here- there wasn't anything exciting to see or do, there wasn't any old places he wanted to visit, he didn't even have any family that lived here anymore!

"Only you," he uttered in a whisper, having found himself staring once again at the framed picture of Evelyn and his younger self.

She was the only thing left in the entire town that he had any interest in seeing and so he'd just gone on a whim to visit and at the time he didn't know what he was expecting, but the events that lead him to where he was now definitely were not what he had thought- and he definitely didn't bank on her not recognising him.'I'm on the TV for crying out loud!' he thought with irritation which he soon realised he didn't really have any right in feeling, after all- they weren't close anymore.

"We've not been friends for longer than we have been," he realised once he thought on their ages, they had met young and separated young- he remembered the day he left and how conflicted he was, he remembered how he'd changed his mind and gone back, he remembered the young heart break that turned him back to the path that what would lead him on the most amazing journey of his life.

Sure he had regrets and he wished some things had turned out different but he wasn't one to dwell on things of the past for too long, that was how he'd come so far, by striding forwards with every bit of energy and enthusiasm he had, over coming problems he could and just strait up avoiding those he couldn't- yes he admitted he was a terrible adult, but he had fun that way. "You should have come with me," he spoke to the smiling face of the young, chocolate haired girl in the picture, 'It would have been better with my best friend there,' he thought as he dragged a hand through his sandy locks as a tired sigh escaped him- it had been an emotional day already and his private dwellings weren't helping anything, so instead he started to look at the other pictures on the wall.

After some time he found himself smiling at the various pictures, ones Evelyn had obvious chosen to frame as none were formal or tidy- like the kind of photos parents and grandparents had on display- these were natural and fun, there was big cheesy smiles, over the top posing, fancy dress, funny faces, double chins, and just down right drama! One dramatic photo being one of Eve being held like a bride, but she her self was splayed spectacularly, her legs poised wonderfully with one out stretched and the other bent, both feet pointed and one hand placed to her forehead feigning a faint while the other was thrown out to add more drama- the picture made him smile, but as he looked to the figure holding her that smile soon dropped. "I recognise you," he muttered as he narrowed his eyes at the auburn haired menace.

"Alright!" came Eve's huffed voice as she hit the bottom step and made her way back into the room, taking a short moment to locate the blonde before spotting him a her wall of pictures once again. "Spare room is all set, I've left the door open so you can find it, do you need anything now?" she rose her brows as she asked.

"No, that's great thanks," he gave her a small smile before turning his bright eyes to the blue Sylveon curled up on the bay window, "You don't mind if I stay up a bit with lil blue?"

Instantly her brows shot up in surprise, taking a moment to study the blonde and noting how sincere he looked, before she turned her gaze to Mako, "Um, sure," she shook her head, "if Mako doesn't mind?" she looked to the pokemon, who raised his head as the blonde approached.

"You don't mind, do ya buddy?" He grinned as he lowered himself to the floor next to the window seat and lifted a hand to smooth over his soft head, Mako giving a small chur of agreement in response.

"Alright then," Evelyn smiled to herself as she walked over to the pair, "Good night," she smiled to the blonde before stooping down and cupping Mako's cute face and giving his head a kiss, "Good night, Mako," She smiled before moving to head off only to find her array of Eevees waiting for their good night kisses.

Spark gave a light laugh watching as she grinned and called them by name, watching as each individual came forwards for their goodnight kiss, "Goodnight, Laguna," The Vaporeon trotted off, happy with it's goodnight kiss, "Titus, Amber," she opened her arms for two Flareon, "Merlin," she called once the other two pattered off and over came her Espeon, "Orion," her Umbreon appeared, "Timber," She smiled to the Leafeon, "Glacier," she held her arms out to a Glaceon, "And Zee!" she beamed when her Jolteon jumped forwards and with one final kiss she stood, "And the small one is still upstairs!" she huffed.

"Small one?" Spark questioned, wondering how many more she had.

"My first little Eevee, she's still on my bed," She clarified with a smile before stifling a yawn, "Well then, good night everyone,"

"What about my good night kiss?" Spark spoke up with a playful smile but the silence that filled the room instantly caused the realisation to hit him like a hard slap- that was over familiar! She thinks your a stranger!

When he looked to her, her recoiled stance and look of disgust was a dangerous blow to his ego, even her pokemon seemed to be looking towards him with judgement and he instantly allowed a nervous chuckle to pass his lips, "Too soon?" he questioned with a sheepish grin.

"Just so you know," She started, one hand settling on her hip and the other reaching out in a pausing motion, "I have a taser!" she stated, giving him a stern look before looking to her pokemon and uttering a non to quiet 'watch him' before heading off upstairs.

"O-okay!" Spark called in worry, "Sorry," he shouted after her before finishing up with a "Good night!" watching as she didn't even turn around, but her Jolteon did, shooting him a narrowed eyed look before trotting after his master.

She didn't have a taser, but he didn't know that and he didn't need to know that, plus her Jolteon was enough to scare anyone away should it come to that, "What a weirdo," She whispered, as she let Zee in before pushing the door mostly closed, leaving it so the other's could get in if they wanted. "Who says that to someone they've just met?" She questioned to her self as she raised a hand to one of her warm cheeks, she had to admit she was a little embarrassed, she wasn't used to someone so brazen with their word outside of her small friends group- it had thrown her. "What?" she questioned to Zee when she noticed him giving her a strange look, "Oh it's nothing!" she waved his little look away, "He was joking, and I just wasn't expecting it!" she tried to explain but still Zee's eyes looked to her with a slight suspicion. "Oh, think what you will!" she huffed, waving the matter of and giving a roll of her eyes before she got ready to finally curl up in bed.

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Got to love some judgemental pokemon!

And now i get to curl up in bed!