Chapter 46: Everything's cuter with bows!

Hello again! As I said last time, I'm working on this and other chapters at 3 in the morning so I can (hopefully) give you guys a treat.

If this is a treat.

[HQ, Right after we left off, Still third person POV]

The white light subsided, and where had once been an eevee, was a sylveon. However, this sylveon was shorter than most, being only a couple inches taller than the eevee it once was. It's eyes were also an emerald green. It was also known as Luke.

"Luke?" Blu whispered to him. "How do you feel?"

"I feel... Awesome!" Luke said, jumping up and looking surprisingly healthy and happy.

Flash laughed, while Thunder had a look of concern on his face as Luke dashed around the room, getting used to his new form.

"He seems a little... Smaller than most Sylveon I've seen." Thunder said.

"He'll grow into it. It's just a small side affect of having held back evolution so much." Flash responded.

"Will he be older than me now?"

"No, no... All eeveelutions have a slower aging rate than eevee. Chances are, he just turned two!"

"Huh."

"Hey, uh, about Luke. He can't read so well?"

"Well, it's just those few letters."

"Yeah, but if you didn't know how to write like that, we might not have Luke still."

"I guess... I guess that's true."

"Have you taken him to see an eye doctor about that?"

"No, me and Blu just thought he would get past it."

"He can, but it would be easier with some help."

"The only eye doctor is Mr. Bravo, isn't it? Down the block from the hospital?"

"Yes, and I think you should take him to go see him."

"Was that pun intentional?"

"...Maybe."

"Well, I guess we could go. But not today. He's gonna be tuckered out when he's done playing."

[The next day, Noon, FINALLY back in TPOV]

After yesterday's incident with Luke evolving and all, I took Flash's advice to take Bolt to Dr. Bravo as soon as possible. Blu, Bolt, Luke, Mira, and I headed out after breakfast.

It was a long walk, which is why I wish there was a trolley in this town, but I guess it wasn't the worst, seeing as I've crossed a desert several times.

When we went into the building, which was a dome with glasses on it, a rufflet was standing at the front desk. I think it was Dr. Bravo's son. Luke, who was a little sylveon now, seemed very happy still.

"Dr. Bravo will see you soon." The rufflet, who I learned was named Charles, said. "Take a seat while you wait.'

The others in the waitin room were an abra with glasses reading a magazine, and a phanpy.

A little while later, after the others were treated, Luke's name was called. He was playing with Bolt with the toys in a little toy bin. Mira said she would stay with Bolt while we went in.

The room was like a normal doctor's office, with a bed thing and an eye chart on the wall and computers and stuff. The computers looked very expensive, and that's probably why we have none back at HQ.

Dr. Bravo, a braviary, had a nice, calm voice.

"So, I take it you're Luke, young fellow?" He said, leaning down to Luke, who was bit scared-looking. He stepped back, even.

"Y-yeah..." He respinded.

"Oh, there's no reason to be afraid! I'm here to help you!"

"Really?"

"Yep! If you wouldn't mind, could you sit up on the bed here?" He patted his wing on the bed thing. Luke looked at us and Blu nodded.

"Okay..." He jumped on to the white sheet and sat on it.

"First, can you tell me what letters ae on the wall there?" Dr. Bravo pointed with his wing to the eye chart, which went E-U-P-D-V-B-W-M-A-X-Y-H-Z with the letters getting smaller and into rows. ANother one was next to it with lowercase letters.

"O-okay." Luke said, and proceeded to tell him the letters he saw. However, he saw the V as an A and the W as an M and vice versa.

"Alright, now if you could please do the same for the little letters next to that?" Dr. Bravo said, filling out his chart.

This one went a-d-u-p-y-x-b-w-m and some other letters I didn't see from my angle. Luke mixed up his D's and B's in this one, along with the V's for A's, and M's and W's.

"Okay, good job, Luke. Just a few more, different tests and we will be almost done."

"Alright."

Mr. Bravo did some tests on his eyes and tested his ears as well. I wasm't sure what his ears would have to do with it, but I was not the one who was a doctor.

"And, that's about it, Luke! You were very well behaved. If your parents are okay with it, I could give you a piece of candy." Mr. Bravo said after finishing his last test.

"Yeah, that's okay." Blu said.

"What would you like, Luke, a lollipop or a piece of gum?" Dr. Bravo said. Luke seemed to be warming up to him.

"Gum, please." Luke said. One of the things I was proud to teach him was his manners. Though I have no idea about table manners. Also, I think he has a hard time crunching lollipops and suckers, so that's why he likes gum so much.

"Alright, here you go, little buddy." Dr. Bravo responded, handing him a wrapped piece of bubblegum.

"Thank you!" Luke said, quickly unwrapping the gum and popping it in his mouth.

"Is there anyone waitng out there for him?" Dr. Bravo said, directed at us.

"Yes, he'd be fine to go out there." I replied. Blu nodded.

"Okay, Luke, can you go wait out there while me and your parents talk a while?" Dr. Bravo said to Luke.

"Okay." He said, gum in cheek. He left happily into the waiting room with Mira and Bolt.

When Dr. Bravo was sure he was gone, he sat in a chair across from us.

"Mr. and Mrs. ...Sutarja? May I ask you something?"

"Of course!" Blu said.

"You two seem to be a little young for raising a child. And you two are officially mated?"

"Yes. In fact, we have another son outside." Blu responded.

"Is he also adopted?"

"No, no. He's a pichu."

"Huh. Usually it's the mother's species, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess Bolt's just different."

"Anywho, about Luke. It seems he has dyslexia."

"Dyslexia?" Blu said confused.

"Yes. His brain can mix up letters sometimes and it makes it hard for him to read normal letters."

"Yeah, that makes sense." I said.

"I can help him get over this, but you both will also need to help."

"Alright..." Blu replied.

"I can have him here to practice reading and things for three days, but you can help by making him practice at home, too."

"He has to take special classes?" Blu asked.

"He doesn't have to, it's your choice. But it's free, and he could do great things with them."

"I'm okay with it then. Thundy?"

"Yeah, that sounds good." I replied.

"Alright. If you could tell him about this then we will have our first class next Monday."

"Sounds good!" Blu said. "If that's all, then I guess we could get going."

"Bye!" Dr. Bravo said to us as we left.

On the way home, we told Luke and Mira about the classes.

"I need classes? Why?" Luke said, looking worried. It is going to be hard to get used to his sylveon face, with the bows and all. And he's so short! Like a plush doll!

"Well, Luke, you have what is called dyslexia." I explained.

"Diss-leks-ya? What's that?" he asked.

"Remember how it was hard to learn some letters?"

"Like M, and W, and D, and B, and A, and V?"

"Yeah, well, dyslexia is what causes that. Letters get all jumbled up for you sometimes and it's hard to read."

"Yeah?"

"So Dr. Bravo is gonna help you get past it. you'll be seeing him three times a week, and you're gonna have to read a lot."

"Okay. Then maybe I could read the bed-times stories?"

"Yeah!" I laughed. He was so cute. And very intelligent for his age. He could form whole sentences already. Oh the days have gone by.

As we walked home, Bolt rode Luke a while. He was playing with some rocks he had found, and it sounded like the two rocks were fighting, and he smashed them together at times. Bolt was cute, as well. It seems weird for me to call anything cute, even my own sons.

When we got back to HQ, Speed was there, and asked us how the exam went. Speed, to me, seems like a distant family member. One who's been out of touch for ages, but you still see from time to time. He helps out with rescue missions and that, but he rarely goes on any "adventures" with us.

After a while of watching Luke and Bolt play around with a couple of toys we bought them, Blu pulled out the knitting kit I got her for her birthday. She had started on something, But I couldn't tell what it was yet. It was red and had some sort of logo on it as well.

"Watch'a makin', baby Blu?" I said, leaning over to her. There were no missions today, so today was boring.

"A gift for you!" She said, pulling the thing away from me. "I can't tell you!"

"Well then I'll have to tickle you until you tell me what it is!" I said, starting to tickle her side.

"Thundy, I love you, but if you try to tickle me I will stick one of these needles right through your skull." She said with a smile.

"Ahem." Mira spoke up. Luke and Bolt were staring at us from across the room. Speed was turned on his side on his own hammock.

I laughed and felt like I was blushing, even though it probably wasn't visible under my cheeks.

Blu blushed a little bit and went back to knitting.

[The Desert of Dried Seas, a wooden shack covered by sand, third person POV]

Threat was hiding in his little sand-covered makeshift shack he'd built after the incident with Blu and Thunder. There was barely enough room for all 10 of his minions and himself. He had finally healed up fully, and was devising his next plan.

"Minions." he said.

"Sir we are literally all in the same room you do not have to call us when you need to talk." One of the yamask spoke up.

"DO NOT SASS ME!" He replied angrily. "Ahem. Anyways, I am now healthy enough to try again. It seems we have underestimated the pikachu's ability-"

"Again." The yamask spoke again.

"NAME ANOTHER FREAKIN TIME THEN, GERALD. DO IT."

"Okay, how about the time when we possessed his mom and he found out about it? Or when we possessed him himself and he STILL beat us?"

"GERALD I LITERALLY CANNOT DEAL WITH YOUR CRAP RIGHT NOW OKAY? As I was saying, we can now attack again. The burning of his mother was supposed to lure him out to find us, but it didn't work, so-"

"Because he probably realized it was a trap, or maybe he was making a plan of his o-"

"GERALD I SWEAR TO ARCEUS I WILL LEAVE YOU BEHIND TO BE DESTROYED ALONG WITH THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE IF YOU DO NOT STOP POINTING OUT WHY WE HAVE YET TO CAPTURE HIM AND HIS KIDS. If there are no more interruption-"

"The oshawott's strong too. And the zoroua. Maybe we should capture all of them."

"HOLY FREAKIN ARCEUS GERALD. THIS IS NOT A FREAKIN 'HEY, LET'S TELL BOSS ALL HIS FLAWS AT THE NEXT MEETING' TYPE OF ORGANIZATION WE RUN. YOU ARE LITERALLY THE ONLY ONE I HAVE PROBLEMS WITH. JEEZ."

"Now I see why that other guy left to the mountains and helped them out."

"GERALD! PLEASE! Ahem. If we-"

"This probably won't end well, I tell ya Frank."

"Gerald, don't get me in trouble!" Frank, a yamask floating next to Gerald whispered to him. Threat was obviously annoyed.

"This is the last time I will explain this. We are going to use-"

"Not gonna work."

"-a disguise device-"

"Illogical."

"-to kidnap him-"

"Stupid idea."

"-and use his powers-"

"Against ourselves?"

"-to create another universe-"

"Yeah, how exactly does that work again?"

"-with the crystal thing-"

"Are you sure that it's stable?"

"-and destroy this one-"

"I bet we all have radiation poisoning."

"-so I can become king-"

"Can I ask for a vote recount?"

"-of the new one."

"Yeah we're all gonna die."

"GERALD. GET. OUT."

"Yeah, if you haven't noticed, you kind of buried as all in this shack about 10 feet underground."

"...CRAP."

WOW THIS TOOK 3 HOURS TO WRITE.

Though that is way shorter than my average several months.

See ya next time!