A/N: Just something sweet for all the Pokemon lovers out there - no, I mean Pokemon, not the game or the manga or the anime, but the little adorable critters that go to battle for their trainers in the blink of an eye just because they love them so unconditionally. Yeah. Them.

-Fallon

P.S. If you want a hint, this is related to 15. Silence. I'll let you figure out how.


Variation #1: "Fall Apart"

36. Precious Treasure

She didn't care that she'd lost all her possessions.

She didn't care she'd lost the roof over her head, the tent that was her bed, the potions and items and candies and drinks and survival utensils that had served her over the last few months.

She didn't care that she herself was lost, or starving, or dying of thirst, or sweating, or exhausted, or bleeding out with every breath.

She didn't care about what she'd lost.

She cared only for what she'd kept, staring into the loving faces of her Pokémon, thankful to whatever higher power existed that they had lived to see another day.