Disclaimer: Me no own-o Pokemon-o. It's spanglish. Sorry if it insults anyone, but disclaimers are starting to tick me off.
Note: This is SHORT!
Still at 3 OCs.
Warning: This does pertain to some of the story, but it is a Pokemon ONLY chapter.
Thor woke up early in the morning, wondering what his dream meant. He was worried, previously because his dream was about tiny little Ralts and Torchics grouping around him. He looked at Azul, who was sleeping next to him in a peaceful manner, and frowned in confusion. He knew that a Gardevoir and Blaziken were not compatible… Wait, why was he thinking that… No, bad Thor. He could not be falling for Azul.
"I wouldn't put it past you, young one…" a deep voice said, as Shadow the Umbreon jumped in front of him, stretching widely like a cat does. He was resting on the windowsill above and now had gone to confront Thor.
"But it's not possible. Azul told me that she wanted children, and we cannot have any together."
"That's true… But many trainers also abandon eggs at the Daycare, due to the fact that they cannot care for them, young one. Maybe an adoption can occur, and a child will be born. Or a trade, depending on whichever Liana prefers."
"It's too early," Thor stubbornly said, "She might not like me back."
"Nothing is too early, young one," Shadow said, walking off to the stairs for breakfast. Thor sat pondering, wonder what the mysterious Umbreon meant.
And that's it... Aww, young love.
