Update: My stupid calculus final is on the 6th of August, so whether I pass or fail the class, it will be over. I'm looking forward to that so I can finally enjoy my summer as a guy in his prime should without having to look at integrals and derivatives and being forced to listen to his pessimist of an instructor yell about "how dumb all my students are" and such, rather than utilize that time to do his job and teach, dammit! Just saying.

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Frost Bite

Umbreon had been struggling to get free from Glaceon's ice for what felt like forever to him with no fruition. He came to terms, knowing it was useless and he had to wait throughout the night for the ice to thaw. He put in some time to think about what Glaceon said. She put up with him for the last time and he knew it, he had to change for better, not worse. He saw his reflection in the ice and did not like what he saw. He felt he had become the charmander he had grown to despise.

"I'm… this ain't what I wanted." Umbreon told himself.

He looked to the sky and at the moon.

"Glaceon, squirt, Damien, I'm sorry. I need youse to knows that…" he said with a glint coming from his eye.

"I… will… change!" Umbreon shouted, bursting free from the ice.

He shook off the cold and the warmth of the summer night rushed in on him. It stung all over his body, except for his paws, which he could not feel where they touched the ground. He saw a glint over towards the edge of the field. He walked over towards where it came from and found ice in the shape of a tear. It was cold to the touch. Umbreon figured where it had come from. He picked up some of the scattered leaves from the earlier battle and wrapped them around the tear and brought it back to his nest. He arrived, only to find that they were not there. The leaf wrapped ice tear fell from his mouth upon realizing they had been gone while Umbreon was encased in ice.

(Champhrier Town)

Damien went over to the pokécenter at eight in the morning to check Sakura out and take her home. As he was walking out with the resting Sakura in his arms, he rubbed her head feeling grateful that he at least had her approval. Sakura began to wake up finding herself being carried by Damien, who had a depressed look on his face. He had not noticed her wake up so she carefully observed his expressions and inner emotions. She reached for his face and stroked down his cheek, causing him to look to her.

"I know you… will never forsake us." Sakura said with breaks in her speech.

Damien smiled at her.

"Ah, my… head still aches." Sakura said, clutching down on her head.

"You've experienced some head trauma, Sakura. You're going to need to rest a little longer." Damien said moving his hand away from her head.

"Will… I recover from this anytime soon?" Sakura asked.

"Of course you will. You're gonna be good as new before you even know it." Damien said.

Sakura went back to sleep, her hand sliding down Damien's arm until it met his hand. Damien was caught by surprise and quickly jumped at the sudden touch. He smiled and tucked it back under her arm.

(Damien's House)

Damien came home and tucked Sakura in his bed. Boomer was hanging on the curtain rod of the window that hung over the bed, asleep as well. He went out to the café to grab a cup of coffee just as he would every other morning. He sat at the table, thinking of what went down the night before. He remembered…

"My bag is still out in the field." Damien thought to himself, recalling leaving the bag after he took off for the pokécenter.

"I need to go get it." Damien thought to himself while sipping the coffee. He finished his cup and walked out, heading over to the field.

(Champhrier Field)

Damien arrived to the field to see Umbreon tugging his bag across the field by one of the straps. This made Damien enraged.

"Hey! Get away from that!" Damien shouted at Umbreon, walking briskly towards the bag.

Umbreon jumped from the surprise before he realized who it was.

"Damien? Hey! hey!" Umbreon said, running away from the bag and into Damien's path.

"Look, I had time to myself last night and I realized I was wrong. I rubbed everyone the wrong way and I'm sorry for everything." Umbreon said.

"What do you want? Can't you see I've had enough of you? You hurt me, you hurt my friends, and you hurt your own family. Sakura's head is injured because of what you did." Damien said.

"Ah jeez, he can't hears what I'm saying no mores." Umbreon thought to himself.

Damien could not understand Umbreon's speech since he did not have Sakura around to translate another pokémon's words.

"C'mon, I'm sorry. I need help. My family went missing!" Umbreon panicked, trying to gesture to the woods and give Damien a hint to what he was talking about.

"Knock it off and get away from me. I'm trying to get my things and then you'll never have to worry about me again." Damien said.

"Damien, please?" Umbreon said, stepping towards Damien.

"No!" Damien shouted just before he shoved Umbreon into the ground and bounced back.

Umbreon got back up and looked back up at Damien.

"I'm finished with you. I was patient and now I'm just finished with you. Just go home and never bother me again." Damien said to Umbreon, staring him down fiercely.

Umbreon looked at Damien trying not to break and then faced away and ran. After Umbreon was out of sight, Damien immediately felt ashamed to lose control the way he did. He picked up his bag and walked straight back to his house.

(Damien's House)

Damien came back to the house with his bag, feeling exhausted. He walked through the front door and went upstairs to his room to check on his pokémon. Sakura was still sleeping but was waking up at the same time. Boomer was sitting at the foot of the bed watching TV. Boomer chirped as Damien walked into the room.

"How's everything, bud?" Damien asked Boomer.

Boomer noticed the bag Damien was carrying and how strained his face was.

"I'm fine, I… could ask you the… same." Boomer said, Sakura's telepathy fading in and out.

"What, me? I've never been better." Damien timidly said.

Boomer took the answer and looked back at the television as he felt prying any further would be pointless. Damien plopped in bed next to Sakura and watched the show with Boomer, they were watching a cooking show that Boomer seemed to enjoy. Sakura started to wake up.

"Damien?" Sakura said weakly.

"Oh, Sakura, you're up. How are you feeling now?" Damien asked.

"I am feeling better now, I… ahn. I will… be well, I believe." Sakura said confidently, still having trouble communicating thoughts.

"Something is troubling you?" She asked.

"No, everything's fine. Why do you ask?" Damien asked Sakura unconvincingly.

"I ask because you… seem guilty." Sakura answered.

Damien sighed knowing he could not conceal the truth.

"I ran into Umbreon earlier, he was trying to steal the training equipment. I sort of went primeape on him." Damien said truthfully.

"Why would… he do such a thing?" Sakura asked.

"I don't know, but he was barking at my face when I was trying to get it back." Damien said.

"Was he trying… ah… to say something to you?" Sakura asked.

"I don't know." Damien said.

"I think that I should see… for myself, may I?" Sakura asked.

"If you really want to hear what he had to say." Damien said hesitantly.

Damien closed his eyes. Sakura saw Umbreon trying to talk with Damien and Damien throwing him to the ground.

"Umbreon, he… he was trying to apologize to you, Damien!" Sakura sharply shouted, fully waking up and recovering from her head trauma.

"Umbreon what?!" Damien asked loudly.

Boomer chirped and turned his head to the conversation.

"Here, observe." Sakura said.

She re-transmitted Damien's memory to him making it possible for him to understand what Umbreon said.

"That's what he was trying to say to me? I didn't know, I thought he was just trying to steal our stuff!" Damien shouted.

"You must go to him at once!" Sakura shouted.

"Yeah, I know I must." Damien said, springing out of bed in a hurry.

He ran to go see Umbreon, Sakura and Boomer following him out close behind.

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That's enough drama out of the eeveelutions, I'm trying to write a story about someone else here.

Unrelated Note: Batman's parents are dead.