*Author's note: Thank you, heath999, for taking the time to read and review my story. I greatly appreciate it. *
Coren was sitting on a bench outside of school, waiting for the bell to ring, signifying the start of the school day. After a couple of minutes he noticed a long, blonde, haired girl staring at him.
"What?"
The girl strolled over; "You sure get deep in thought, don't you?"
"Aleena, if you wanted to say something, then why didn't you?"
"Oh, I was just wanted to see how long it would take for someone to notice if they're being stared at."
Coren shook his head. "Hey, Aleena, guess what."
"What?"
"I'm taking care of a Pokemon!"
"Really!?"
"Yeah, I found him by the side of the road. He was injured and when I brought him to the Poke-center they said that my family should take care of him until he heals."
"Oh cool! Well, not that he's injured, but you finally get a chance to take care of a Pokemon!"
"I know! It's really cool."
"Okay, as soon as school ends, I'm coming over to see him."
"Okay."
The School bell clanged.
"Oh drats!" said Aleena. "I was hoping to talk more! Well, I'll see you in class."
During math class Aleena slipped a note to Coren. What kind of Pokemon is it?
Coren scrawled an answer and passed it back. Farfetch'd
Aleena read it, then wrote something else and passed it to Coren again.
Does it have a name yet? And is it a he or a she?Coren wrote back. His name is Survivor. I don't think we should pass notes right now. We're supposed to be learning math, and I, for one, don't want to get caught.
Aleena wrote something on the note and then passed it back to Coren. Spoil sport.
When the school day finally ended Coren and Aleena walked over to Coren's house. There was a cage on the lawn, but there was no Pokemon to be seen.
"So where is this Survivor?"
"He's probably inside. I don't think my parents are home yet, and we don't want to leave him outside without any supervision." Coren picked up the stone Pikachu that was by the front door, took a key out from it and unlocked the front door. He replaced the key and they went inside.
Something honked loudly, causing both Coren and Aleena to jump.
"Survivor!" exclaimed Coren, as he jogged over to the indoor cage. Survivor started excitedly flapping his uninjured wing.
"So you're the special Pokemon that I've heard about." Crooned Aleena, as she crouched down by the cage. Survivor paused and stared at her.
"It's okay, I won't hurt you." Aleena said softly. Survivor tilted his head.
Coren dropped his book bag on the couch and then opened up the cage.
"Come on out, Survivor. Aleena's our friend." He held out his hand and Survivor waddled over to him. Coren picked him up, carried him over to the couch and sat down, placing Survivor on his lap.
"Wow. He's pretty tame for a wild Pokemon."
"I know. He's okay with mom and Dad, but I seem to be the only one who he's this friendly with."
"Can I try and pat him? I'll go slow, I don't want to scare him."
"I don't know if he'll let you, but you can try."
Aleena slowly walked over and reached out her hand. Survivor ducked away.
"Hey there Survivor. I want to be your friend too."
Survivor watched her alertly. Aleena slowly stroked his head feathers.
"So what do you want to do?"
"I don't know. I guess we could take him out side."
"Is it alright to do that without your parents home?"
"Oh. Well he listens to me better than he does to them, but they'd probably prefer that we wait."
Aleena thought for a moment. "Hey, I have an idea! Have you ever made Pokemon treats before?"
"Uh, no. But I don't think mom would want me using the oven before she got home."
"Well there are some recipes that you need to bake, but there are ones that don't need to be cooked, as well."
"I suppose that might work"
"Yeah, let's do it." Aleena strode into the kitchen.
"Okay Survivor, I need to get up now." Coren gently lifted Survivor off of his lap and placed him on the couch. Coren then followed Aleena to the kitchen.
Aleena was already taking out ingredients, she looked over at him, "I hope you don't mind that I'm using your family's food."
"No."
"What about you're parents, do you think they'll mind?"
"I don't think they will, as long as we clean up the mess."
"Good. Do you want to make Fruit Burst treats or Star Blast?"
"Uh… Star Blast, I guess."
When they had finished making the Star Blast treats they looked around the kitchen. There was a sink full of dirty dishes, and several ingredients had spilled on the floor.
"Well, I guess it's time to clean up now. Coren, you sweep the floor wipe the counters. I'll put wash the dishes and put away the last of the ingredients."
Just as they were finishing, Survivor walked in.
"Oh look. Now we can see if he likes them!" Aleena took a StarBurst treat off the table and offered it to Survivor. He looked at it cautiously. He took a small bite out of it, crunched and swallowed. He quaked and quickly snapped up the rest of the treat. He then stared at Aleena with big shining eyes.
"Yep, he likes them. Hey Coren, have you tried any yet?"
"No," said Coren, "I've never tasted Pokemon food."
"Well you ought to try these. They're good enough for humans to eat. Of course, if they weren't I don't know how many Pokemon would be willing to eat them. Although I suppose that some Pokemon would eat just about anything." Aleena grabbed another treat and took a bite out of it.
"Mmmm…" She sighed in contentment.
Survivor made a pitiful noise. Aleena looked him. He was sitting on her foot, trying to make himself as tall as possible. He was staring at the treat in her hand.
Aleena laughed, "Oh all right, they are for you, after all." She handed the rest of the treat to Survivor, who eagerly gobbled it down.
"Come on Coren, you should try it!"
"No thanks. Besides, like you said, they're for Survivor," said Coren handing another treat to Survivor.
Aleena put her hands on her hips, "You're just afraid of trying it!"
"No I'm not!"
Aleena grinned, "yes you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Oh yeah? Prove it!"
"I don't need to prove anything. I'm not afraid to eat it, I just don't want to."
"Yes you are."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"No, you're not."
"No."
"So you're not afraid?"
"Yes!"
"Yes, you are, or yes you are not?"
Coren stared at her. He shook his head. "Never mind."
"Just try it, they're good."
Coren sighed, "All right, all right. I don't see what the point of it is, but I'll try one."
Coren picked up a treat and bite into it. As he started to chew his eyes went wide. He took another bite.
"Hey, these are good!" Coren said, through a mouth full.
"What happened to not talking with your mouth full?" Coren ignored her.
Suddenly Survivor made a lunging jump at Coren.
"Hey!" cried Coren, as Survivor grabbed onto the treat. Coren held on and Survivor just got a mouth full. Coren stuffed the rest into his mouth. Aleena watched as the two of them tried to chew the huge bites that they had taken.
"I think I'd better put these away before two certain people overeat them." Aleena put the treats into a container, which she put in the fridge. She turned around to find Coren and Survivor watching her very closely.
"No more." Said Aleena holding up her hands. Both Coren and Survivor sighed.
About an hour later Aleena looked at the clock.
"Six! Oh my gosh! I've got to go! My mom wants help cleaning! Well, good by Coren. See you at school."
"Yeah."
Aleena turned to Survivor. She held out her arms and he jumped in them. "And good by my feathery little friend. I hope I'll see you soon."
She hugged him and then put him down. He quacked excitedly.
Aleena opened the door, then turned to Coren, "I'll see tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, later."
Aleena gave a small wave, turned, and headed out the door.