A collection of short stories based on the Pokedex entries and whatever else happens to be in my mind. Vast range of genres, characters, and settings. Any Pokemon can be valuable if you care enough to give value to it. Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Unova complete!
As it is time for my early afternoon water and stretch break, I, Official Lillipup Supreme Household Security Chief And Beloved Of Whole Family Pokemon Pet (also known as Mr. Wuffles), will give the morning overview and report to my underling security officers, Mr. Raggy PokeDoll and Mr. Jingles the Ball. Today went off to a good start as I was let outside promptly at dawn by family member known as Mom and the grass was nice and dewy. Examination through perky eyes, sharp ears, and radar fur showed that the yard had been been visited by some wild Pokemon during the night, but nothing destructive. I made certain to reassert my claim to this territory for the sake of protecting my humans.
Upon returning to the house after my morning walk and check, I set about to inspecting the house as usual. Mom was in a hurry to get to work and nearly left behind her lunch, but I was able to get her attention in time so she did not. Sniffing around the hall made me sneeze, so after this break, I will go point out the need for sweeping and mopping to Dad. As he is currently working on the computer, it may not be easy. I may need to roll around and get dust fluffs on me, no matter how unprofessional that will make me appear. That usually works.
In the middle of house inspection, there came time to send the children of the household to school. Child known as Sam has been leaving her toys on the floor lately, so I pushed a doll by her bed on the spot where she would put on her foot on it as a argument against why she clean her room. Yes, Mr. Jingles, it was a potential hazard, but I believe it was effective as she was upset to have hurt the doll's feelings by stepping on it and Dad told her she should pick up her toys so it will not happen again. Meanwhile, child known as Kevin nearly overslept, but I licked his face until he complied in getting out of bed. He complains that I have bad breath.
Thank you, Mr. Raggy PokeDoll, I am glad to hear that you think my breath smells fine.
The preparations for school are always hectic with four children around, even if only three attend. But with my excellent fur, I can see objects on top of tables even when underneath them, so I can easily keep track of school items and make sure none are left behind. Once the three had left for school, I attended to the rest of my house inspection. All I found was further evidence of need of dusting.
Then I went to my next duty, of watching after child named Peter with Dad. You should remember this part, Mr. Jingles, as you were part of the activity 'Fetch'. This went on without unusual incident.
At noon, I was allowed back outside for my noon investigations of the yard while Dad prepared lunch. It was during this investigation that I came across my arch-nemesis, the neighbor's Purrloin. This insidious, underhanded, and sneaky individual had climbed into a tree in my family's yard in order to scratch at the bark. That is unacceptable! I barked loudly and ran around the tree to worry her, but the enemy Pokemon just sat up there smugly. I believe she had some plan to swindle my family when she already has a family of her own who foolishly pander to her extravagant feline demands. Thus, I struck the tree with a mighty headbutt to knock her off her lofty perch and chased her out of the year. Enemy plans foiled once again!
I did not return to the house until I was certain she would not be sneaking back into our yard, hence why I am late in coming back for my water break. I'm sorry about that, but it had to be done. Dad must have noticed my heroics in defending the yard as he offered me a tasty treat as a reward. While my main concern is my family's safety, I do appreciate the gesture. As for my afternoon duties, convincing Dad to do some cleaning is high in priority. Which means I need to go pick up some dust fluffs, unfortunately. But perhaps he will brush me so that the fluffs don't cling all day.
Or... I'm picking up movement past the couch, in the hallway. Peter is walking around and leaving the sight of Dad; Dad must be engrossed in his work again. I suppose that means that I should go observe Peter and make sure he is safe first. Very well, I must leave you to your posts, Mr. Pokedoll and Mr. Jingles, and return to my proper duties. Mr. Wuffles out.
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