"Bella! Bella!"
Kara began to open her eyes, first a glimpse, then a stare, then Kara finally began to notice what had woken her up from her dreams.
"Hi Bellosom," smiled Kara, cuddling her little pokemon.
The Hawaiian pokemon snuggles into her trainer's comfort as she enjoyed being in the Ketchum's household.
"Morning, sweetie"
Kara glanced at the doorway to see her mum holding a wooden tray with her delicious breakfast. Kara stared at the floor, knowing her mum was going to give her a lecture her about what happened last night.
"Bella," Bellosom noticed her trainer's upset and began to cuddle Kara again.
"What's the matter?" frowned Misty, walking up to her daughter.
"You're going to tell me off, aren't you?" replied Kara, playing with Bellosom's flowers.
"Well, what you did last night was not acceptable, Kara, but thanks to your father, he found you before you could do any more damage to that leg of yours," explained Misty, placing her breakfast down on her bed.
"Yeah and I'm really sorry for what I did, Bellosom and I will not do that again and-" Kara quickly said.
"Hey, come on, you don't need to explain hunny, it's all over with now," smiled Misty, cuddling her daughter.
"I love you," whispered Kara, letting a single tear fall.
"I love you too," replied Misty, kissing her daughter's forehead and then Bellosom's.
Bellosom gasped in shock, she knew Misty didn't really accept her into the family, believing her daughter was too young for pokemon.
"I'm sorry for not welcoming you to our family, but I put my trust in you to protect my daughter," said Misty, crouching to the pokemon's level.
"Bella," smiled the pokemon, letting her flowers turn releasing a sweet smell.
"Wow, what's Bellosom doing?" asked Kara.
"Sweet scent," replied a voice.
They all looked up to see Ash grinning away fascinated with Bellosom's new move. He leaned on the door frame as he saw his two angels smiling in delight; he loved them dearly.
"Hi Dad," smiled Kara, starting to eat her breakfast.
"How's your leg, kido?" asked Ash.
"Fine, can't feel no pain, which is good, isn't it Dad?" replied Kara. Her mouth soon came to contact with her lovely toast, it was just how she liked it with a thin layer of butter; which had melted into the soft bread.
"Sure is, kido," smiled Ash, beginning to leave to watch a pokemon battle on the television.
Her parents left her to eat her breakfast and get dressed for the day; after the amount of nagging her mother made of being too lazy.
Ash laid on the couch; watching a pokemon match that he was eager to see, but he didn't like the way it was heading for the pokemon.
"No, you idiot, recall your Rapidash, it's getting seriously hurt," shouted Ash, angrily at the screen.
Misty came running out of the kitchen seeing what the matter was with her husband and asked, "Ash, is everything alright?"
"Look at this," hissed Ash, standing up.
Misty turned to the screen, watching a poor Rapidash cry in pain from the violent blows of a Seaking. Misty agreed with Ash that it was out of order of a trainer to still let a pokemon go to extreme measures just for a trophy or a medal. She also knew Ash had a heart for pokemon as much as he has for her and Kara.
"No need for the anger, Ash," muttered Misty, returning to her duties in the kitchen.
Then there was a sudden smash that plummeted through the house.
"Ash!" Misty rushed in and gasped at the shock of her husband. Little footsteps hurried down the stairs, but soon stopped when Kara saw the sight. Ash had cracked the television screen and had the great strength to throw it violently across the room. (I know that it kinda of impossible, when it is a big television, but try to imagine it anyway) Ash's hand was starting to furiously bleed; Ash was in just as much shock as the girls were.
"I…err…well," stuttered Ash.
"Daddy, what happened?" asked Kara, sadly.
A sudden silence swept across the room, when Misty replied, "Nothing, just go upstairs, sweetie." "But…" mumbled Kara, pointing to her father and the television.
"Go upstairs, Kara now!" shouted Ash.
"Ash," gasped Misty, knowing he would never shout at his daughter; unless if she was naughty that is, but Kara hadn't done anything wrong to him.
"Both of you, upstairs now!" Ash demanded again, angrily; but collapsed on the spot.
Kara rushed over to her father's side and reached for his non-injured hand. "Daddy, can you hear me?" sobbed Kara.
Misty had sent Pikachu to call for Ms Ketchum to get Kara out of sight of the state of her injured father. Then she began to call an ambulance, she tried to calm her nerves and tears while speaking to the operators.
"Daddy, speak please!"
Misty quickly put the phone down; giving all the information the hospital needed and rushed over to join her daughter's side. "Come on, darling, daddy will fine, he's just very ill," said Misty, holding Kara and her husband's hand.
"Pika!" Pikachu and Ms Ketchum ran into the room; Ms Ketchum straight away saw the smashed television that was set far away from the cabinet that it was meant to be sitting on.
"Oh my god, what happened?" gasped Ms Ketchum.
"Nan," cried Kara, running to her.
"Come on, Ash, stay with me," whispered Misty, in his ear and stroked his hair.
"You go upstairs, sweetheart, while I'll talk to your mummy, alright?" explained Ms Ketchum.
Kara followed her Nan's orders, soon after Pikachu and Bellosom followed them as well. The crying child cuddled the pokemon as she began to dread what will happen next to her mother and father.