firstmistake01

Elliot sat in front of the window of the Home Ec room, watching the sparkle of snowflakes falling from the gray cotton sky. She studied their movements as best she could from behind the frosted glass, hoping to divine some secret from them. Her trainer, Nathaniel had tried to get Elliot to learn more ice related moves, but with little luck so far. The most she had gotten for her efforts was a stuffy nose. So Elliot had decided to work out her frustration the best way she knew how. Baking. Arrayed behind her on the counters were about three dozen Poffins, wisps of steam still rising off the now-cooling Nanab Berry batch. Her Pumkin and Cheri

A sharp metallic clang rang through the frosted air. Amelia's breath fogged in front of her as the rusted chain link gate crashed into the dead leaves. Celeste stepped away, obviously proud of her handiwork, a small fragment of chain still hanging from a jagged mandible. Amelia knelt down and gave Celeste a gentle rub on the head, then quickly pulled out the chain as the bug's jaw relaxed, tossing it aside. “Good job, Celeste.” The small, ant-like Pokemon cooed in response. Amelia stood and let her gaze follow the barely-visible trail, up the hill only to rest upon a cluster of buildings near the top. It was difficult to make o