The next morning I woke up to find Cael gone. I thought nothing of it -
he'd probably gone to breakfast early, because I'm a sound sleeper. I
opened my bag, and put on my jeans and shirt. I opened the door, sleepily,
and walked into the front area of the pokémon centre. I couldn't see
anyone, but I could hear some noise, coming from one of the rooms. I'd
spent a good deal of my life in a pokémon centre, so I knew exactly which
room, if this centre was the same as Mahogany's - it was the Intensive Care
Unit. I slowly walked in, and there was Cael, and about six nurses, and two
other people.
"What's hap-" I started so say, but Cael turned around and put a finger to his lips. I stood next to him, looking inside the small plastic box thing. Inside was probably the cutest pokémon I'd ever seen - it was small, round, had a tail with an orb on the end, and a head. That's all I could see as the rest of its body was covered in wool.
"What's that?" I whispered, feeling like an idiot.
"A Mareep. Its trainer left it outside the centre last night. We've got no idea what happened, poor little thing." Cael whispered in reply. I found this unusual; Cael usually made a show of acting tough, even though I could tell it was just an act. Why he'd act like someone else was beyond me.
Suddenly, some sparks flickered around the Mareep's orb. I jumped in fright, gripping Cael's hand tightly.
"Calm down, Vera, it is just a few sparks. It means the pokémon is recovering,"
"Oh." I said, feeling stupid. I started watching the Mareep, hoping it would recover.
"Do you think it'll make it?" Cael asked Nurse Joy.
"Of course it will! Its trainer took it here just in time!"
Cael looked relieved, I felt relieved, too. But I did have a few second thoughts - the pokémon looked like it was a toy, it was hardly breathing. Or perhaps it was just because the tiny pokémon had such thick hair. Either way, the pokémon looked in for a fight.
"I hope it'll make it," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. Cael squeezed my hand.
"I hope so too," He said, his voice comforting. The nurses had pretty much forgotten we were there, busy monitoring the small Mareep.
Cael and I sat there for what seemed like hours, the other trainers and the nurses had left. One of the nurses, however, came in every ten minutes to check on the Mareep. Shortly after she left for the umpteenth time, the woolly pokémon started stirring. I watched with bated breath - I think Cael had dozed off, believe it or not. I shook him slightly, and he seemed to revive.
"Huh?" He asked, looking confused "Watch!" I whispered, not really knowing why I was whispering. He did, and the sheep-like pokémon opened its eyes - big eyes, incredibly cute, too. I grinned.
"Aww, she's soooo cute! I hope she pulls through"
"Me too," Cael agreed. "Uh, do you think we should get the nurse or something?"
"Good idea!" he said, and left the room. I stood there, watching the pokémon. It had stood up by now, and its entire body was surrounded by sparks. I thought it was going to explode or something. But Nurse Joy came in, with Cael in tow. She looked incredibly pleased, and took the Mareep out of the small capsule thing, and into a more standard cot-type-thing.
"Uh, where's its trainer?" I asked, worried.
"I don't know, we just found it. We'll probably just release it into the wild when it gets better if its trainer won't claim it,"
"Hey, could I have it?"
"Well, if we can't find its real trainer by the time it recovers, you can have her. We don't even know if she will fully recover,"
"I hope she will,"
"Me too," Cael agreed. "I'd hate to see a small pokémon like that die" I immediatly decided that, if I were to keep it, I would name it Hope. It suited the small pokémon well.
"What's hap-" I started so say, but Cael turned around and put a finger to his lips. I stood next to him, looking inside the small plastic box thing. Inside was probably the cutest pokémon I'd ever seen - it was small, round, had a tail with an orb on the end, and a head. That's all I could see as the rest of its body was covered in wool.
"What's that?" I whispered, feeling like an idiot.
"A Mareep. Its trainer left it outside the centre last night. We've got no idea what happened, poor little thing." Cael whispered in reply. I found this unusual; Cael usually made a show of acting tough, even though I could tell it was just an act. Why he'd act like someone else was beyond me.
Suddenly, some sparks flickered around the Mareep's orb. I jumped in fright, gripping Cael's hand tightly.
"Calm down, Vera, it is just a few sparks. It means the pokémon is recovering,"
"Oh." I said, feeling stupid. I started watching the Mareep, hoping it would recover.
"Do you think it'll make it?" Cael asked Nurse Joy.
"Of course it will! Its trainer took it here just in time!"
Cael looked relieved, I felt relieved, too. But I did have a few second thoughts - the pokémon looked like it was a toy, it was hardly breathing. Or perhaps it was just because the tiny pokémon had such thick hair. Either way, the pokémon looked in for a fight.
"I hope it'll make it," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. Cael squeezed my hand.
"I hope so too," He said, his voice comforting. The nurses had pretty much forgotten we were there, busy monitoring the small Mareep.
Cael and I sat there for what seemed like hours, the other trainers and the nurses had left. One of the nurses, however, came in every ten minutes to check on the Mareep. Shortly after she left for the umpteenth time, the woolly pokémon started stirring. I watched with bated breath - I think Cael had dozed off, believe it or not. I shook him slightly, and he seemed to revive.
"Huh?" He asked, looking confused "Watch!" I whispered, not really knowing why I was whispering. He did, and the sheep-like pokémon opened its eyes - big eyes, incredibly cute, too. I grinned.
"Aww, she's soooo cute! I hope she pulls through"
"Me too," Cael agreed. "Uh, do you think we should get the nurse or something?"
"Good idea!" he said, and left the room. I stood there, watching the pokémon. It had stood up by now, and its entire body was surrounded by sparks. I thought it was going to explode or something. But Nurse Joy came in, with Cael in tow. She looked incredibly pleased, and took the Mareep out of the small capsule thing, and into a more standard cot-type-thing.
"Uh, where's its trainer?" I asked, worried.
"I don't know, we just found it. We'll probably just release it into the wild when it gets better if its trainer won't claim it,"
"Hey, could I have it?"
"Well, if we can't find its real trainer by the time it recovers, you can have her. We don't even know if she will fully recover,"
"I hope she will,"
"Me too," Cael agreed. "I'd hate to see a small pokémon like that die" I immediatly decided that, if I were to keep it, I would name it Hope. It suited the small pokémon well.