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The bedroom was bathed in the bright glow of the early morning sun, the light was fresh and bright compared to the evening before when the skies had turned dim and grey before their time because of the storm that blew in. With a groan Evelyn reached a hand to scratch at her nose, still caught in the want of sleep but thanks to the team effort of her not closing her curtains and allowing such light to assault her so early in the morning, and her little Eevee swatting her in the face with a very fluffy tail, sleep quickly left her.

"Why do I have to have the sunrise on my bedroom," she moaned once her tired eyes opened to scowl at the bright light flooding her room- it wasn't the first time she had regretted her bedroom's positioning.

With a sound that could easily be confused with agony, Eve sat herself up in bed, her back hunched as she slumped over her lap, her eyes bleary in vision and squinting down at her sheets as they came to a slow focus.

Clearing her throat she then looked around her room before reaching for her phone to bring up the time, "Oh, how disgusting," she grumbled once she read the time, twenty past six was not a time she wanted to be up at in the morning, but after the day she had yesterday she knew she should get up and ready for a day of patchwork.

With stiff legs she clambered out of bed and shuffled her feet into some slippers before plucking her Eevee from her bed and heading out the room, "Come on Zee," she called to the Jolteon who had been stubbornly sleeping by the door the whole night. The yellow creature trotted down the stairs before she had even cleared the door way of her room and with a yawn she paused just as she reached the top of the stairs taking this moment to look towards the guest room, having been wondering when he would wake, but to her surprise the room was open and the bed empty, and not only empty but spotless as if it hadn't been slept in. "Don't tell me," She uttered to herself before tottering down the stairs and shuffling into the room she'd left him in the night before, "Oh for goodness sake," her body slumped once she spotted him, the blonde was sat on the floor with his arms crossed on the bay window seat and his head resting on his arms- still asleep.

Quietly she crept over, Mako's ear giving a twitch before the little creature raised his head to look at her, "Morning sweet pea," she smiled to the Sylveon before her eyes turned to the sleeping man, "Has he been here all night?" She questioned, looking back to Mako but he simply looked from her and back to the blonde before laying his head back down on the man's hand- that was gently holding his paw. Sucking in a sudden breath of shock, she placed a hand to her heart and turned away, her sleepy little Eevee cradled in her one arm now looking up at her in confusion, "Oh, my heart!" she uttered as if she suddenly had chest pain, "How sweet," She commented before turning back to shoot the blonde an odd look, completely surprised by his actions.

With nothing more she could say or do about the situation she set her Eevee down on the sofa and plucked the fluffy blanket from the back of it, walking back over to sleeping blonde and gently laying the item around his shoulders, "You'll probably end up with a cold now," she commented quietly before heading off to the back door, which she unlocked and left open so her pokemon could come and go freely while she sorted the breakfast and threw the blonde's clean clothes into the dryer for a spin.

With a groan Spark lifted his head, his brows knotting in pain at the stiffness of his neck before a couple of pops and cracks sounded from his spine as it aligned properly once he'd sat up strait, "Ugh," he winced at the sound while Mako's head shot up and ears perked in alarm, "Hey there lil blue!" Spark instantly smiled at the little creature, finally releasing his little paw to smooth the soft fur on his head. "Something smells good!" He commented on the scent that filled the air and had stirred him from his sleep, turning in search of the source only to be distracted by the fluffy attire he'd been draped with, "Where did this come from?" He uttered as he plucked the fluffy blanket from his shoulders and looked down at it stupidly as he rubbed the soft material between his fingers and thumbs, "Oh, it's so fluffy," He breathed as he lifted the material to his face to smooth over his cheek.

"You can keep it if you want," A voice spoke up in amusement, instantly catching his attention as he turned and peered up at Evelyn.

"Hey!" he beamed up at her, unabashed that his ecstatic greeting received a brow raise from her, "Are they pancakes!" He grinned as he clambered to his feet, his knees and hips giving various, clicks, clacks and cracks, but his bright eyes were trained on the stack of fluffy pancakes on the plate she held.

"Are you alright?" She looked him over with a cringe, holding out a pausing hand as if it would stop him from moving, but he was up and had already swiped a pancake from the plate and taken a bite, leaving her in a stunned silence as she simply watched him. The pancakes she'd made were for Mako, she'd made all of her pokemon them, and rather than saying anything she simply watched his face as he chewed through his first bite- or at least tried.

Slowly his face soured to a cringe as he fought to give another chew, looking to Eve and back to the pancake he'd just taken a bite out of- he didn't want to be mean, but they weren't the best! "Um, these are-" he mumbled around his mouthful.

"Poke-pancakes," she stated, watching as his eyes snapped back to her in alarm, his mouth would have fallen open if it hadn't of been full.

"What?" he muttered with his full mouth.

"These are for Mako," She held up the plate and nodded to the one in his hand, "They are a slight different mix to normal pancakes." With a slow nod Spark reached forwards and lay the bitten into pancake back onto the plate, still trying to work through his mouth full, "Just go spit it out!" she then huffed, having watched him suffer long enough, and with a quick nod and mumbled 'thank you' he staggered off on stiff legs. "What a weirdo," She commented as she watched him go before turning to Mako with a smile and placing the plate down for him, "You can leave the one he's just contaminated," she smiled, giving his head a quick smooth before heading back to the kitchen.

"Ugh," Spark stuck his tongue out with a cringe as he headed back into the room before spotting Eve and heading for her instead.

"Not to your taste?" she asked with a smile not looking to him as she changed the frying pan on the hob for a new one.

"I didn't want to say anything," he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "I just thought you made terrible pancakes,"

"Oh, I do make terrible pancakes!" she laughed as she reached for a jug with fresh batter and dunked a ladle in before she turned to him with a smile, "I'll let you do the taste test," She teased.

"Aw, I'm sure they'll be fine!" he waved the matter away.

"I hope so," She raised her brows as she looked to the mix with a smile, it was always touch and go with her pancakes.

"Where is your optimism?" Spark grinned, giving a light shake of his head as he watched her give a shrug.

"Oh that is long gone, along with all my hopes and dreams!" she grinned, speaking in a playful and dramatic tone that made him think she was joking, but the look she had after- the slightly sorrow filled smile- made him worry otherwise. "Oh!" she then perked, giving a quick spin as she looked around lost for a moment before finding the folded pile of clothes she'd set down on top of the tumble dryer, "Here are your clothes!" she picked them up and handed them over to him, "Can I offered you a hot beverage?" she then jumped to question while he smiled at her, happy she seemed in a better mood than yesterday.

"Surprise me!" He grinned, swivelling on the spot and heading off to change while her face dropped at his answer- she hated when people did that, just say what you want!

"You get nothing then!" she called after him, causing him to stop and turn back to her with a look of shock, watching as she opened her arms with a smile, her hands flexed open and her fingers giving a twiddle- the epitome of jazz hands, "Surprise!" she sung with a teasing grin before she went back to what she was doing.

Once Spark had changed and was happy to be wearing underwear once again, he was strait back in the kitchen and pestering Eve with trying to help.

"Will you just sit down!" she huffed at him.

"I wanna help!" he pouted, looking at her and wanting to do something.

"Make the tea then!" she motioned to the tea pot, she'd already thrown the tea bags in it, all that it needed now was some hot water.

"That's no fun!" he waved off with a huff and she instantly rolled her eyes- he was worse than a newly hatched pokemon.

"Put the things on the table then," she tried, nodding to the plates and the bowl she'd chopped some strawberries into and thrown on some raspberries.

"Your pancakes are wonky," Spark then commented after watching her quickly flip the pancake over with her spatula, hovering over her shoulder.

"Excuse me!" she bit back, raising her spatula as if she was going to smack him with it.

"Just a little bit," He held his hands up in surrender and took a hasty step back.

"They are pretty damn round for free hand pancakes!" she shot at him, before turning back and taking the pancake out of the pan and placing it on the growing pile.

"I'll show you round!" Spark then stepped in with a grin, taking charge of the cooking station and whisking the spatula out of her hand while she was too stunned to process what was happening.

"Please, come into my home and take over my kitchen!" she huffed, motioning to the work space before them, watching him as he set the one utensil down so he could grab the jug of batter and ladle.

"Thanks!" he chirped, flashing her a grin.

"I was being sarcastic," she shook her head and went to flick the kettle on.

"I know," he still grinned, scooping out some of the batter and pouring it into the hot pan, trying to move the mix around to make the pancake larger and perfectly round.

"Oh wow," Evelyn spoke up flatly, watching his struggle, "That is so round," she commented with a blank tone, while he shot her a defensive look at her sarcasm.

"I haven t finished yet!" he all but shouted and continued to try and tidy the pancake up but only managing to make it worse.

"You're making it worse," she then stated obviously, watching as parts of the pancake were sticking and others were not as he tried to smear the batter into a perfect circle.

"The trick is in the flip," he then held a finger up in a point before abandoning the jug and ladle.

"A flip won't magically make it round," She narrowed her eyes at him and his stupid idea.

"Yeah it will!" He beamed, and instead of picking up the spatula he took hold of the frying pan's handle, lifting the pan off the hob and giving it a few timid shakes till the pancake gave way and started to slide in the pan, with a deep breath and good bit of momentum he then flung the pancake up and they both watched as it flew up with a few impressive flips before it hit the ceiling with a slap!

Evelyn pursed her lips, her hands settled on her hip as she looked up at it, waiting for it to give way, as was Spark as he blindly placed the pan back on to the hob, the pair of them stood in the kitchen with their heads tilted back staring at the pancake, "...Get out of my kitchen," Eve then spoke.

"Yep," Spark instantly agreed, taking a step back from the cooker and moving around her, "I'll just put the things on the table!" he stated, picking up the empty plates and bowl of fruit while she still stared up at the pancake.

He was ordered to sit at the table and stop trying to help, and for fear of his life he had been obedient, Evelyn was not a woman to be tested, especially when she was in the kitchen. She didn't like the added pressure that came with an audience, especially one that was judging her pancake skills and had the nerve to say they were wonky and he could do better- which turned out he couldn't- so after making a lot of mess by attempting one pancake he now sat picking at the various berries that had been thrown into a bowl.

Inside the kitchen Eve placed the last pancake onto the pile before quickly throwing everything into the sink and turning the cooker off, "Hey Spar?" She called as she poured the hot water into the tea pot.

"Yeah?" He poked his head around the door frame, a look of irritation on his face at the name.

"Can you grab the milk, sugar and cups, please," She motioned to the items as she popped the top back onto the tea pot then went back to the other counter, picked the plate of pancakes up and swivelled to face the door only to have the blonde's attempted pancake finally drop from the ceiling and onto her head.

Spark stared at her and she stared back, she didn't have a free hand to take the offending pancake from her head and he was seconds away from bursting out laughing if he had to stare at her any longer, especially with that look of utter irritation while his pancake slipped slowly down her head and towards her forehead.

"Yep," He chirped as he quickly collected everything she'd asked him, snorting out a laugh and failing at hiding it with a cough as he scampered back out, before a loud bark of laughter sounded from him once he was out of the kitchen.

With a flop the pancake finally slid off her head and hit the floor, but still she stood there, listening to his hysterics in the other room with a small smile and shake of her head before she heaved a calming breath and followed after him, "Here we go," Evelyn called as she walked over with a plate stacked with the fluffy pancakes and set it on the table along with the pot of tea.

She refused to look at him and he was staring at her with a huge grin, trying his best to keep himself calm and when she did glance his way she instantly looked away with a small smile, "Shut up!" she shot at him as she grabbed a cup and made herself a tea before sitting down.

"I didn't say anything!" Spark shook his head with a chuckle.

"Oh but you wanted to!" she countered, taking a fork and stabbing at the pile of pancakes to bring on her plate before spooning on some strawberries and raspberries, and finishing with a drizzle of honey.

"You have to admit, it was pretty funny," He laughed while she simply smiled and shook her head, "You looked so done with everything," He snickered.

"So, these are thank you pancakes," She changed the subject with a smile, "For finding Mako and helping look after him, I hope they taste alright," she finished with a nod and he grinned.

"Hey it's no problem, you didn't have to do all this!" He beamed.

"It wasn't that hard, it was a ready mix," She shrugged as she cut off a piece of pancake and popped it in her mouth.

"Well, that was like a shot to the heart!" He placed a hand to his chest, a bright smile ever on his face, "And here I though you went through all that trouble just for me,"

"Yeah," she gave him a funny look, "Not to sound mean, but, I don't really know you so it was either ready mix pancakes or I picked up some chocolates after work, but I don't know if I'll be seeing you again to give you thank you chocolate, so ready mix pancakes won," she shrugged and continued eating.

"Wow," Spark uttered to himself, she was brutally truthful, had she always been this way? What made her this way? Or was it because they were strangers, did she act different around her friends? "You have anything planned today?" He decided on asking, hoping more conversation would lessen the distance between them.

"Nope, just work," She huffed as she reached for her tea and took a swig before looking to him, "You?"

"Hmm?" he looked to her with bright eyes as he thought before shaking his head, "Nope, nothing," he smiled but something was niggling at the back of his mind, "-I don't think," He finished with a mumble.

"Well, before I start I have to go buy a new radio for work, so you can co-"

"THE RADIO!" He suddenly shouted with a deep inhale as he stood and threw himself over to where he left his phone, only to find it was dead, "What's the time?" He asked in utter panic while Eve simply raised her brows and clicked her home button on her phone so the time would flash up.

"Quarter to nine," she stated, looking back to him.

"Oh, I'm not going to make it!" He slapped his hands to his face and dragged them down his cheeks, "I gotta try, or they'll kill me!"

"Is everything okay?" Evelyn questioned, still sat at the table and watching him in concern.

"Yes, I've just got to run," He fumbled around till he found his shoes and quickly pulled them on, "Like right now,"

"O-okay," She blinked, watching as he yanked his jacket on and looked about himself in a flap. "Shall I phone you a taxi?"

"No, no, no," he waved off, "I'll make it if I run,"

"Alright then," She finally stood from her seat as he continued to flap.

"Hey, see you soon lil blue!" He waved to Mako before turning to Eve, "Nice seeing you, I'll catch you later!"

"I'm not a pokemon," she uttered as she watched him head to the door.

"Bye!" he called with a wave to which she raised a hand to wave back and in a flash he was gone.

"He's like a tornado," She spoke, slowly sitting back down and picking up her tea while Zee finally trotted over now he'd gone, "Isn't he?" she questioned the Jolteon who peered up at her before giving a huff and looking away, "Oh don't be like that," She laughed, "He doesn't seem that bad," she finished off her tea before looking to the television set, "I guess we'll have to settle for the radio this morning," She huffed, while Zee trotted off only come back not long after, having retrieved something, "What have you got there?" She questioned, hearing him dragging something and so stood and went to meet him, taking the leather belt out of his mouth and holding it up with a gawk, "Oh my-" She trailed off as she stood, staring at the belt and it's six pokeballs, "He forgot his pokemon,"

Zee gave a grumble in response as if it explained everything about the blonde while Eve set the belt down on the table with a shake of her head, "We'll take them to the day care centre and let them have a run about, then bring them back and hopefully he'll be here looking for them," she spoke to her Jolteon and to herself, she had no way of contacting him so there wasn't many other options than to wait for him to come back.

With out anymore distraction, Evelyn finished off breakfast slowly, took her time with another cup of tea before she then got on with the rest of her morning, she turned the radio on to listen to some music as she cleared everything away, she did the washing up- even dried it and put it away, she then gave Mako and the other's another quick check to make sure they hadn't gotten ill before moving on to the laundry.

The radio blared away while she worked, moving the clean, dry clothes into a basket, then the wet clothes into the drier, and the next batch into the washing machine.

'And in just a few minutes we here at Central Radio will be joined by the leaders of Team Valor, Team Mystic, and Team Instinct! Who's excited?'

"I should really, keep on top of the washing," She huffed, once she set the spin cycle on the washing machine.

'Message in, which team are you on?'

She then closed up the tumble drier and set it's time before looking around her tidy kitchen, "Well that's a first," She grinned, "Well done Evelyn!" She praised her self, happily tuning out the radio when they weren't playing songs and heading into the other room.

'I can confirm that two of the team leaders are with me now! Blanche, Candela! Welcome! What happened to Spark?'

"Right guys, I'm going to have a quick shower, then we'll get going!" she smiled before heading down the hall and up the stairs, missing the new voice that appeared on the radio.

'I'M HERE! THERE WERE PANCAKES BUT I RAN!'

With perked ears, both Mako and Zee shared a look before tottering into the kitchen in confusion.

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Spark means well...

love him

Laters.