Mareep and Kadabra

"NOOOOOOO!"

The herd of Mareep all looked up, startled. Unfortunately, the air was dry, causing their fleece to build static. When that happened, it fluffed up tremendously, making them look like large balls of yellow wool. Normally shearing helped, but some of them hadn't been sheared for two weeks. The excessively fluffed fleece killed their peripheral vision.

Then a couple of them were able to spot the problem. The other Pokemon that worked with the human shepherd was looking around frantically. "No alarm, it's just Kadabra," one of them said.

"No alarm?" Kadabra put his head in his hands. "No alarm? This is terrible."

"Predators?" The Mareep all twitched their tails; the small bulbs at the tips of those tails were all brightly aglow with static build.

"Not yet. But I've lost my spoon."

"That shiny thing you always have?"

He dropped his hands. "Yes. It's very important that I have it. I can't focus without it, so I can't do my job. But since I can't focus, I can't find out where it is or remember where I may have left it. This is agonizing. I might never be the same..."

The nearest Mareep held up a foot. "Well there's a bunch of us here. Let's look for the spoon!"

"Okay!" The herd began snuffling on the ground, searching for the Kadabra's silver spoon.

Kadabra nodded. "Thanks guys. I'll look too... it's just got me all anxious to be without it."

"Where'd you last have it?" a Mareep asked, deciding to look by his peer.

"I had it before I took my nap," he replied after thinking for a moment. "I was looking into it in mediation. I slept deeper than I meant to, maybe because it was gone. So it should be right here near me." He got up and looked around. "But it's not."

"There's a spoon over here," one of the Mareep called. "It's in the shepherd's lunch."

"What?"

It pointed with a foot. "Right there."

There was a small gathering of the human shepherd's items: a backpack, binoculars, a knife, a first aid kit. There were also the remains of his lunch, a large blue thermos with a meaty soup scent lingering inside. Insultingly, a silver spoon was sticking out of it as if it was just an ordinary utensil. Kadabra picked it out and looked at it sadly. It was smudged and dirty.

"My poor spoon... this is terrible! How could he do this to me?"

"You can clean it," one of the Mareep suggested, trying to be helpful.

"Oh I will, have no doubt." He frowned. "But this is insulting. He knew that was my spoon because he took it from me. And then he ate with it!"

"Isn't that what a spoon is for?"

"Not my special spoon. I told you, it focuses my mind, my mental powers. It is the symbol of my power. It came to me and is a part of me. So if someone abuses my spoon, they abuse me."

"Like our tail orbs?" She caused hers to flicker, getting the rest of the herd to follow suit. "That's terrible. We're sorry we didn't do anything."

"You're not to blame. Besides, you helped find it." Kadabra rubbed his chin. "You might be able to help do something about it in return. This new shepherd hasn't been a good one."

"Yeah, we need a shearing." The speaking Mareep shook himself, causing a number of static crackles. "With this dry weather, we might accidentally spark a fire."

"Yes, and he left us on our own, while I was napping." He looked into his spoon, grimaced for a moment, then focused on the issue. "He's not that far off. Come. We're going to have some fun with him."

The young shepherd was distracted in love. The woman of his affection would walk by the flock's current pasture every day. Happily, today they talked for a long time. He figured the flock would be all right. Kadabra was with them and would act before danger got too close.

"Is there a day we could get together later on?" he asked. "I can't leave the field today, but maybe later we can go into town."

"Hmm." She pulled her basket of gathered berries closer. "Possibly on..."

"Baaa!"

The sound got the shepherd's attention. He looked back to see where the Mareep were. Oddly enough, there were three bobbing along in the air towards him. As their yellow fleece was thick and puffed out, they appeared like small clouds.

The woman with him gasped and stepped back. "Ar-are those dangerous?"

Puzzled, he looked back at her. "What, the Mareep? No, they're pretty cooperative. I normally don't see them floating like that, but they won't harm..." he was about to say 'you', but then he absentmindedly reached out to touch one. A jolt of static jumped to him, causing a loud snap and sharp pain. "Yowch!"

The Mareep he touched dropped out of the air. After shaking her head, she looked up at him. "Baaaa!"

"Um, I think I need to take care of their fleece," he said, half-smiling in embarrassment. "We can talk later... ow!"

Turning again, he saw Kadabra glaring at him. Apparently he had launched a pebble at him with his spoon. The psychic spun the dirty spoon around as if to emphasize his annoyance.

"You shouldn't be making your partner mad at you," the woman said.

"Right... I've got work to do, sorry."

Kadabra launched another pebble at him.

"And I'm sorry to you too! Sheesh." However, he had a feeling that the Pokemon would be harder to get forgiveness from than his crush.

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Mareep Leaf Green entry: If static electricity builds in its body, its fleece doubles in volume. Touching it will shock you.

Sapphire entry: Kadabra holds a silver spoon in its hand. The spoon is used to amplify the alpha waves in its brain. Without the spoon, the Pokemon is said to be limited to half the usual amount of its telekinetic powers.

I like to write the unexpected story. Like not using the most obvious story-hook entry for Kadabra (that would be the one where a kid turned into one). Kadabra has some really interesting entries beyond that one that most people mention.