Candela
One time, it was raining outside, like really hard, as if a family of Politoeds were teaching their younglings how to use Rain Dance... or maybe even a Kyogre appeared.
When I got home, I noticed that I was the first one to arrive. I planned to call and check where Blanche and Spark were, but as if right on cue, Blanche came inside with carrying just as much rain on her clothes as I did.
Still, I tried to call Spark to tell him to get home immediately because of the weather. I called once, I got nothing. I called a second time, and still nothing.
I then asked Blanche to use her cell and try to contact our blonde friend. She quietly pulled out her phone and tried to reach Spark; there was no answer.
"Where did he say he was going today?" I asked Blanche.
"From what I recall, he simply said that he was just going out," Blanche replied.
The rain continued to pour and we thought that he was going home soon. We got changed and sat down on the couch facing the TV. The news said that everyone was advised to stay indoors. Footage of roads and highways filled with water were shown and rescue choppers were already being dispatched. Blanche and I grew very concerned.
One hour has passed and the rain didn't stop. I looked at Blanche and she knew what I was thinking as if the few days we've spent together have magically given us telepathy.
"I'll go get my Blastoise. I'll cover the flooded roads. You take the skies." She said.
We got suited up and left the house in search for Spark. Blanche was surfing through the water while my Pidgeot and I flew above to cover as much ground as we possibly can.
WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE! From cafés, to playgrounds, and even the library! (not that Spark was an avid reader, Blanche just thought that we might as well check if he was there since it was nearby).
"Any luck?" Blanche asked through my phone. She was able to help some civilians out of the torrential waters, but Spark was still nowhere to be found.
"Nothing here," I replied while I delivered a family safely to higher ground.
Eventually, it grew darker and we both went home. Reports were out that someone got a couple of Abras to use Sunny Day to prevent any further damage to the town, and that itself was a relief to our shoulders, but they still stayed heavy because we didn't find Spark.
To our surprise, Spark was home! Drenched in the rain, but he was home! Blanche and I cried out his name and immediately went to his side. I don't remember if tears were in our eyes or if it was the rain. When we asked where the hell he has been, we noticed that he was holding something in his jacket and it was moving!
"Saw these guys stranded with no owner under a tree," he said, "thought that our home was better than that tree."
Three Eevee heads popped out of his jacket and our hearts melted. And that's how we got out Eevees.