QE:I know this chapter goes on but I have writers block.
Evestar:She owns nothing.
Ho-oh's blood
Espeon sat and watched Taylor roll and groan. His tail flicked as he watched helplessly. He wanted to help the only person who ever cared for him. Little did he know a small and pink fluffy thing was right behind him. She had an evil grin on he face.
"Hello Espeon!" She called as she hugged him around the back of the neck.
"Hi E.S.P." He said miserably.
E.S.P sat next to him and tried to get the silver chain with a pokeball on off her neck.
"Here." he said using psychic. "You're an Espeon why don't you use it."
"Because, if I use psychic it isn't as fun as trying to get it off myself." She smiled. "How's Taylor?"
Espeon nodded towards him.
"That bad?"
Espeon nodded.
"At lest tomorrow he'll see Sooty."
"And her friend." Espeon said.
E.S.P rubbed up to him and nuzzled him to calm him down.
"They all hate me." He said miserably.
"So what? My brother Psychic tries to kill me. Deadly Nightshade is a selfish git. Evaporation, Condensation and Precipitation are all really annoying." E.S.P said harshly.
Taylor jolted up crying.
"Hi Taylor." E.S.P said with a sweet smile.
Taylor groaned and lay back down.
"What did I say?" E.S.P asked.
"Hi." Espeon replied.
"Fair enough." She said curling up to sleep.
"Why do you have your pokeball?" Espeon asked.
"Because my owner said you could keep it for a while."
"Ok."
QE:RABBITS!
Evestar:With a megaphone WAKE UP!
Quilava:Snore.
Cyndaquil:Give it up. Even a herd of rabid Tauros can't wake him up.
E.S.P:Where there is a will there is a way.
QE:Someone says. Don not use a canon ball to kill a fly.
Evestar:Kill cyndaquil instead.
Cyndaquil:Oi.
QE:Plz review.
Evestar:And any surjestions are great.