Laverre Boutique || Dawn || Plant 105
While Plant was still snuggled up in the blanket he was starting to feel uncomfortable. The weight of the plush material was nearly too heavy as he watched with concerned interest, but he didn't dare toss it to the side. The air was getting more tense, the adults perhaps noticing they were awake and keeping things even more hush hush. Should he ask, or would they tell them if he waited long enough? Without a moment to think on the choices the Snivy felt a sinking feeling in his stomach as Shadow suddenly slipped outside with the same tense motions as before. Something
was very wrong. Grabbing at the edges of the blanket he pulled it tighter around himself, like those sweet hugs he had longed for. Plant still was not found of the firestarter, but seeing him leave so fervently, without so much as a hand wave, left a bad taste in the child's mouth.
Normally his mind would be racing, jumping to all the horrible conclusions, but for some reason it stayed clear and bright with no more than building fears. It'll be okay...
He told himself, hoped to himself, as Alirah trotted toward him. “Good morning, dears,”
she chimed with a deceivingly light voice, her tone so sweet and gentle. “How did we sleep?”
Shuffling within his blanket the Snivy cracked a tiny smile as he looked up at her. "...It was nice."
It had been so long since he was properly rested, since he woke with a clear mind. He hardly remembered even falling asleep... Her warm smile kept his in place, but yet the Snivy could not shake the unease he felt in his belly. Shadow was still gone and it just felt wrong
in here. Had the adults had a fight of some sort? No..
Ali wouldn't smile after having a fight. That just didn't make sense. The worries only got worse as he had another thought; was it him
..? Was it all in his head??
He took in a deep breath, desperately trying to slow his thoughts. Nothing had happened, why was he freaking out so much?? He just needed a moment to calm himself and feel better.. a chance to relax in some good sunlight. With his sort stature and the early morning hours he couldn't really see outside, but what he managed to gleen was the soft rays of sunlight. Was the gross weather finally over and permitting? Fresh air and sun.
Perhaps that's all he needed to shake this foreboding feeling, but before he could even voice his request he had his fears realized. “Say, Shadow and I have done some talking and we think it would be a better idea for us to stay in today. There’s some, erm… well kids, I’ll be honest… it might be very dangerous outside right now, we aren’t really sure yet, so please promise you’ll stay where it’s safe in the boutique for me.”
No, no no no-- The Snivy felt his full belly tighten and felt very sick. If it was dangerous why did Shadow go outside, why didnt they just lock the doors?! "...I wanted some sunlight,"
he mumbled meekly, the desire slipping out as his thoughts jumped elsewhere. What if he didn't come back
?! Ali continued, forcing him to focus. “But if we decide it’s safe, we should go on a walk today to the Poké Ball Factory. It’s where we can hide if this place ever gets compromised.”
Staring at her with large, pleading eyes the child felt his number of questions multiple. Hide there, why would this place be compromised? Surely it couldn't be that
dangerous if they were going to go for a walk, right? What was a factory, and a pokeball? Was that where Shadow went?
His rapid thoughts were dizzying and the world started to spin. Unable to focus on Ali's gaze any more Plant was grateful to hear Conan's voice chime in and ground him, though it did not make him feel better. ”There’s scary pokemon out there isn’t there? Is Shadow fighting them to get them to go away?" Fighting
? He hadn't even considered that possibility. Were they under attack?! "A fight??"
He parroted, betraying his fears as they squeaked out on his voice. "But he's alone!"
What if something happened, what if he needed help? All the good feelings he had woken up with seeped out of his body. He was quickly feeling just as sickly as any other day, except now he had clear and cognitive thought to make it all the worse. Would they have to fight? They should
, they had to help...! But his body ached, it hurt from the last fight he--
It was like a swift punch in the gut, a snickering reminder that his last fight was when he failed Verglas... His body started to shake, the grief pushing away all other thought. He had failed, he failed and failed and couldn't fight. Great Oaks he couldn't fight! If they needed him, then someone else would d-d.. ”Shadow’s coming back Alirah. He looks angry."
The Eevee squeaked again, soothing that worry some though the Snivy could no longer think straight. "C-cant fi-ight.."
he gasped on a stuttering inhale, his gaze wide and unfocused. If he couldn't save Verglas how could he help anyone else if something bad happened..?