It was afternoon when I woke up. Whimsicott was still fast asleep. I carefully climbed out of bed so that I wouldn't wake her up. I wasn't thinking of getting out of bed but last nights talk with scrafty tells me that I should. I open my dresser and pulled out a plain white t-shirt and some blue jeans. I than brushed my hair and my teeth. "good morning miss white." Whimsicott awoke with several cute yawns than a hop out of bed. "Are we going to eat breakfast now?" A laughed as she stared at me in wonder. "sure. If you want breakfast at 1:00 noon."
With help from whimsicott, we made some sandwiches for us and the rest of the pokemon.

"what are we going to do now miss white?" whimsicott asked with pleading eyes that are telling me to let them play outside. "Well I guess the weather outside seems alright." a huge smile came across her face. "okay let's get you guys some fresh air!" I reached for the poke balls and called each of them out.
Scrafty: "hmph. About time! Now give me a sandwich. I'm starving."
Whimsicott: "oh thank you, thank you, thank you so much miss white!"

I sat near the tree as I watched my pokemon run around play. My victini laid beside me fast asleep. It was perfect. Like it should be. How could N of ever wanted to change this. N. Just the sound of his name makes my stomach turn. Why does it? What's so special about him. He tried to separate me from my dear pokemon. He was the enemy. His actions were wrong and I proved him right. But why am I still sad since he left. Maybe it's because I have nothing to do now. With him gone there is no more weak plasma grunts to battle or any action. Oh well. Tomorrow I should train more.
Scrafty:"White! White! Come here quick! Whimsicott is in danger! White!"

I snapped out of thought when Scrafty came running towards me with a great deal of fear and worry.
Scrafty: "White! It's whimsicott!"

I didn't need no explanation to know that something was wrong. I scooped up victini, who was now wide awake and confused, into my arms and followed scrafty. "Charizard kill it with flamethrower!" What? I ran into what seems to be in the middle of nowhere to see this strange orange dragon pokemon attacking my poor helpless whimsicott. Oh hell no! "Scrafty hi Jump kick now!" with no time to spare, scrafty rammed into the dragon with great force causing the dragon to tumble backwards. "What the hell?" the trainer I could see now was a boy around my age with dark black hair. "What are you doing trying to hurt my poor whimsicott!" I screamed at him as I rushed over to help whimsicott. "so this is your whimsicott? Pathetic little thing. I feel sorry for you." my face turned so red of anger. I can't believe he just said that! "Well this 'weak' whimsicott defeated the champion! So I would just shut up if I were you!" My words were indicating that I was pissed.

"Than I guess the champion isn't as strong as said to be. I mean for someone to lose to a trainer like you!" his words were like they were trying to make me cry.
Scrafty: You better shut the hell up! She's a better trainer than you. You piece of shi-"
Me: Scrafty! I can handle this!
Wait? Were you just talking to your pokemon like you could understand them? This explains a lot. Crazy. I must be in crazy town! Hahaha."

So this trainer can't understand poke language either. What a shame. "I don't want a fight. I'm just going to take my whimsicott and leave. Just be careful next time. Kay?" He stopped laughing and looked at me in astonishment. Scrafty mumbled a few words that I don't think I should say. "So your running away? Are you going to cry now? What a wimp! Hey where your going? I'm not finished with you! Come Back!"
Victini: "Is she going to be alright white?"
We arrived back home and I just put whimsicott on the table in my kitchen. Whimsicott was badly burned and had scratches all over her. She was barley breathing and her cotton was burnt.

Me: "…..dammit! We have to get her to a poke center now!"
Scrafty ran upstairs and grabbed another poke ball and handed it to me. "Scrafty you stay here and make sure everyone doesn't panic. Victini your coming with me!" I grabbed whimsicott and ran outside. As soon as I opened the door I called out reshriam. "Nearest pokemon center. Hurry!"
Reshriam: "of course master."
I jumped on reshriam with whimsicott and victini holding onto me.

Damn. Damn. Damn. I hate him. I don't know who he is but I hate him! How dare he hurt my whimsicott! I bet she was just looking at the flowers and he decided to sick his stupid dragon on her. What cold hearted person would do that. I swear I heard him command his dragon to kill her. Why are there people like that in this world. His charizard seemed sad. Of course he wouldn't understand. No one understands pokemon like I do. Well almost everyone. N was the only person I met who understands pokemon language like me. Is that why I miss him? He was the only one who I could talk to about this without him thinking I was crazy. He was so kind to me and understands me so well. Wait? Why am I thinking about him! Now Isn't the time. Victini looks scared. Should I say something. What should I say during a time like this. I just hope whimsicott will be okay…..

I snapped out of thought when reshriam's cry indicated that we were here. I called him back into his poke ball than ran into the center carrying whimsicott in my arms, victini following. "Nurse Joy! Help me Please! Please" tears started to flow as I reached the counter.
Nurse Joy: "oh dear what happened?" she looked down to see poor whimsicott. "oh my god. Audino! Bring the stretcher! Put this whimsicott in the emergency room! Now!"
An Audino came running out taking whimsicott out of my hands. Nurse joy put up a sign saying "Services unavailable please contact next pokemon center." Than rushed in with audino and whimsicott. I took a seat in the center. Tears flooding down my cheeks. It's been over 2 hours and still nurse joy hasn't come out.

Victini: "white…is she going to be okay?"
Me: "I hope so.. I just hope so."
Victini: "Why did that boy hurt her?"
Me: "Cause people are cruel"
Victini: "Your not cruel white. I don't understand why he did that she didn't do anything wrong"
Me: "In this world you could never do anything wrong and still get in trouble"
Victini: "That's not fair at all!"
Me: "Life isn't fair, that's what makes it life."
Victini: "Sometimes I wish it wasn't that way. I wish we could and do what we want."
Me: " Doesn't everybody….."
We sat in silence for awhile. There was nothing else to say. All I could do was pray.
Victini: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Praying"
Victini: "what's that?"
Me: "It's like wishing for a miracle. I'm praying that whimsicott will get better."
Victini: "than I'll pray with you."

Please whimsicott. Please be okay.