Flame has a slight moral dilemma, and solves it by taking a power nap. But he still has to save his new charges from the ultimate evil.
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Episode Fourty-Nine: Plans for a Future
"How can I be their Dad? I never even knew mine, I wouldn't know where to start," I said, looking down at the kit.
"Well, just wing it. I'm pretty sure the rest of us'll help. Except maybe Scyther, he's liable to eat them," Squirtle said with a grin.
"Don't joke about things like that," I was grimincing at the thought of that actually happening.
"See, you're practicaly a fully qualified father already."
"No I'm not. Hell, I never even knew my mom either. I suppose I could always do what my brother did. I turned out fine, didn't I?"
"Hell no!" Squirtle blurted out, "one of you is bad enough without two more. Well, at least they won't be able to throw fireballs around."
"Or rocks."
"Hopefully. Anyway, we've arrived. Lets get out of the rain."
I slowed my walk before stopping completely just outside of the doors.
"You go on ahead, I'll be there in a sec," I told him.
"You sure?" He asked, concern written all over his face. (not literally, although that'd be good for a laugh)
"Yeah. I just need to think things through." I said, sounding almost as emotionless as Porygon as I said it.
Squirtle nodded and stepped into the Pokémon center, leaving me to stand in the pouring rain. I slumped down on the ground, partially hidden from the elements by the protuding roof.
"What am I to do?" I said to myself, gazing down at the bundle of fur in my arms.
I envied that little Eevee right then. All it cared about was the present, the past meant nothing to the tiny Pokémon. It didn't care that it had lost its mother, as long as somebody continued to look after it. Right there and then, that somebody was me.
"I wish my childhood was as good as this, I never knew either of my parents. Not even for one second. I doubted they even cared if I lived or died, let alone die in order to save me.
"I won't let you share the same fate of your mother," I told the sleeping kit as I leaned back on the wall and began to doze off.
When I awoke, I was instantly aware that the Eevee was missing. I jolted upright and found myself on one of the Pokémon centers beds. The door was open, so I lept off of the bed and left the room. I could hear the raindrops pounding on the roof above me, thunder echoing in the distance.
But none of that mattered to me right now, I was focused on finding the Eevee kits. I heard the mewing sound coming from behind a closed door.
"I hate doors," I muttered, pushing on the thing and was amazed when it swung open.
Immediatly, the two kits shot strait towards me. The dashed between Moron's legs and skidded round Joanne untill they were patially shielded be my back.
"Whats going on?" I asked, completely neglecting the fact that none of the Humans could understand me.
"Flame?" Moron uttered, suprised at my sudden appearence and the kits' reaction.
"They must think that Flame is their mom if they react like that to him," the familiar form of Nurse Joy said. While I was confused as too her being here, when she was at the last city too, Joanne was making some stupid cooing noise.
I looked down at the two faces that gazed up at me. I somehow knew which was the one that I had held the night before, the black eyes standing out against dark brown fur. The other's fur was much lighter and smoother to the touch.
"I am not your mom. Uncle, however, I can do," I told them, pretty sure that they wouldn't understand.
"Uncle?" The paler one stuttered in a high pitched voice, leaving me in shock.
"Aww, her first word," came Joanne's giggle again.
Then, I noticed Nurse Joy holding a big needle. The sight scared the living hell out of me, as I knew what she planned to do with it.
"Oh no you don't!" I growled, further shielding the Eevee with my arms.
"Flame," Moron sighed, "Nurse Joy has to give them this to keep them healthy."
"Just try it and I'll fry your face off," I said, the tone of my voice getting the threat across, while slowly pushing the kits back into the passageway.
Nurse Joy laughed and put the needle down, which helped to slightly calm my nerves.
"It's okay. We can give the vitamins to them without an injection," she said, reaching into a cabinet and pulling out a container. She handed this over to Moron before telling him, "just put some of this in with some milk or water, and they'll be fine."
Moron looked over at me, nodding slightly.
"I can do that," he told the Nurse before kneeling down infront of me, "who wants breakfast?"
Soon I was sitting in the Pokémon Center's lobby, watching the two kits gulp down milk out of a saucer. Squirtle was sitting next to me, keeping an eye on them as well.
"I heard you saved them from being injected," he said, glancing at me.
"Yeah. The sight of that thing just gave me the creeps." I said.
"Just be thankfull that you didn't see them use it," Squirtle muttered, shaking at some old memory.
"More like let them be thankfull. If it so bad that you are shaking, I'd have fried the lot of them."
"You're going to turn out to be a great father, you know that?"
"I'm not their father. Just call me Uncle Flame."
"I was referring to the future, but you can worry about that when the time comes," he laughed.
The thought of little versions of me was a slightly disturbing one.
"Hopefully that time is a fair way off," I said.
"Hear hear, you're going to have your hands full with these two," he grinned, which faded at my next words.
"The hell I am. You're giving me a hand, Uncle Squirt."