It's night now. I had to hide the second that the newscaster spewed out a collection of garbage about me. Not only that, but I'm trying to figure myself out in all of this! How do you use a leaf blade? I don't have a sword! Especially not one made out of grass. The darkness was more welcoming to me, I could see so clearly that it was almost daylight to me but with fewer people, and I'm not sweating through my feathers.
Being an owl had its perks! Despite my panic and frustration, I had a destination in mind now. A plan. I was in Hau'oli city. Which was good news for me as the climbing Pokémon champion lived here! At least, her family did. I heard a rumor that she was in town.
It would be perfect! I'll drop into her place, explain myself, then together we can - what? Okay. I didn't have much of a plan aside from that. I just knew one thing.
Oleander's scheme need to be stopped before it blew up in his face or, worse, mine! My claws clicked softly against the stone below as I went over what I would say in my head.
Hi Miss Ficus, I'm a big fan.
No!
Champion Ficus, pleasure to me you. As you can see, I'm a bird.
NO!
Stopping just outside a few tiny homes, I tried to figure out my best course of action here. According to my inner map, I had to be close. From what I remembered of my loose studying of Madison Ficus, she lived in her parent's home when she came back for holiday.
The sound of a voice made me jump out of my feathers, with a shocked screech I dove into the bushes and peeked out with wide eyes. A woman with blonde hair walked lazily past me with an Eevee at her side.
Wait. Was that?
I tried to get a better look at her face, but the bush I was in kept scratching at me, causing my eyes to burn. She took a turn down the street, past a few more homes, until she reached the very last cottage at the end.
That had to be her! I hardly saw anyone with pale white skin around here, especially with the color on the tips of the blonde hair. Sitting back, I took in a few nervous breaths before bolting from my hiding spot.
Dashing across lawns with a few painful hoots and squawks as the brambles on the oran berry bushes cut up my legs and tripped me. I was still trying to figure out this body.
Cracking my back with a groan of pain, I started to snoop around, going from one side of the cottage to the other. I debated on knocking, but I figured that would be weird. So I did the even weirder thing. Breaking in.
Why did I do this? The answer is simple. I'm stupid.
I tried to use one of the feather arrows that I produced, but I couldn't figure out how to make the bow, so instead I threw it as hard as I could at a window that led to the basement. No luck. I attempted to kick the glass, instead I only made my foot hurt worse! What is this glass? Bulletproof?
Picking up a rock, I threw it, no dice. Sharp smacks with my wings? Nothing. Pecking? Nadda. I groaned and sat down in front of the window. That's when I saw a little tab on the bottom, I reached forward with my feathered finger and twisted. The window popped open!
My jaw fell. Diving in, I landed with a huff to the floor and looked around me. What I expected wasn't this. I thought it'd have a bunch of boxes for storage, maybe a furnace or collection of dusty pokeballs. No, instead it was a full bedroom. A large bed with a television, small mini fridge, and stairs leading up to the main house.
"Are you serious?"
The voice startled me, I let out an ear-splitting alarm call that even I winced at. The woman jumped back, glaring daggers as her Eevee leapt in front to protect her.
"No! Wait!" I put up my hands, and the look of realization that passed over the woman's face would have been funny if her furry little friend wasn't bearing its teeth at me.
"Did you…just talk?" She asked.
We stared at one another for what felt like years but couldn't have been more than a few rapid heartbeats.
"Depends," I started, "Are you Madison Ficus?"
Blinking in surprise, the blonde looked down at the Eevee, back up at me and down at the messy white tank and sweatpants.
"Erm… Yeah, I am," She said quickly, "And you're a talking Decidueye."
"Yes, and I need your help."