He's asleep again. Good, Eevee needs his rest. He was really sick. I wonder what made him so sick that fast. And why didn't I get it? How is it not contagious. I'm going to look into how Eevee got so sick. It's weird, he was fine before today other than a couch. What made him sick?
Maybe it was some bad food. That seems the most likely. Eevee ate some bad food and got really sick. No, wait. That don't add up. If he ate bad food he should of been vomiting and have diarrhea. He had a fever and couldn't move. He also looked like he was in great pain.
Maybe a virus? It makes sense, but then where did he get? And why was it not contagious? No, got to keep thinking. I hope it's not a genetic disease. Eevee never mentioned having a disease, but it's possible. Maybe he didn't know. This is weird nothing fits his sickness.
Maybe it was poison. Yes, that definitely makes sense. He had the symptoms but he didn't get bitten. So he ate something poisonous. What could be possibly of eaten that poisoned him? Maybe he mixed up his seeds or berries and ate the wrong ones. No, I know Eevee better than that. He's super careful.
How did he get poisoned then? … He didn't. No, I refuse to believe it. Could Eevee of poisoned himself… on purpose? It makes sense though. He was talking about death before he got really sick and he was really depressed. Why would he do that?
That's so selfish! Why would Eevee try to take his own life? It's not like him! He has a strong will and a strong value of life. Eevee tried to take his own life. I'm not happy with him. How could he even think about doing that to me?
Eevee was waking up. I'm going to ask him, but gently. "Hey Eevee?" "Mmm… Yeah Sylvie?" "Did you eat something poisonous?" He looked confused. "Why do you think I ate something poisonous?" "Your sickness wasn't contagious and you had signs of poisoning. Did you eat the wrong berries or something?" For a moment he looked scared, but it quickly faded.
"Uh, yeah I guess that's it." What a pathetic cover! I knew it! He did poison himself, but will he admit it? "You didn't poison yourself? Right? It was an accident?" You better tell the truth! "No of course not! Why would I poison myself? You don't think I tried to… do that? Right?" "Of course not! I trust you!" This is coming back up later. That's not okay, Eevee! I'm going to have a talk with him later, but for now let's enjoy this beautiful day.
"Hey Sylvie? Why do you think I'd try something like that?" "You were pretty depressed Cotton. Some pokemon try to do that. Just making sure you're okay!" Eevee looked nervous. "That's a load off my mind. Glad to know you care so much about me." "Well i am your mate. It's kind of my job to make sure you're okay." He is showing regret. I bet it must of really hurt him when he almost… Hope this was a one time thing. He needs my support.
"How about a short game of chase? That's your favorite game right?" "I think I'll pass Sylvie. I'm still kind of sick." Poisoned, not sick. "Well you want to take a walk then? It's a nice day out and we shouldn't waste it." He winced in pain. "Are you okay Eevee? What's wrong?" He quickly went back to smiling. "I'm fine! Just have a rumbly stomach."
"Let's go find some berries then. Some air would do your sickness good." He can't keep himself trapped all day, he has to get out. "Okay! Sounds like it might be fun!" Glad to see he's coming along, I have to keep an eye on him. I can't let him try anything like that again.
"Wow! Look at how many we brought back! It's a whole pile!" "This should last us the whole week! We're set!" "Well now what? We don't have anything to do… how about that walk now?" Glad to see he's cheering up. "Sure! Where to?" "The lake of course!"
Today is really nice. No clouds or wind. It isn't even blowing slightly! The whole sky is still. It's like someone stopped the sky. Nothing at all is going on. It's almost scary. So little is going on I can hear Eevee breathing. He's still kind of nervous. He shouldn't be, I'm his mate. Why won't you just tell me the truth?
"We're at the lake. Now what?" I asked him. "We head home. I can't get wet, I'll just get sick again." "Why'd we come here then?" He stared at the lake's surface. He looked amazed by it. "To enjoy the view. It's not every day the lake is this still."
"Good night Eevee." "Good night Sylvie."
I didn't get anything out of him but at least he seems happy again. I really wish he'd tell me the truth. Maybe in a month or two he'll finally admit it. We'll see.