“Here. Do you know what the others like?”


    ”Abra. Abra.”


    ”I can just give them that?”


    Abra just answers with a nod.


    But I have the feeling he said it because he knows I only have Oran Berry Taste.


    Well, let''s look into it.


    I should probably give Oddish and Exeggcute some and tell them to get a break.


    Afterwards, Vulpix. When I act as if I don’t have the time since I still have to go to Bulbasaur and search Comfey, she won’t argue too much and eat it behind my back. Probably.


    Then, looking at Bulbasaur’s progress, considering he is my starter and I am pretty fond of him, I should spend some time with him.


    Afterwards, play tag with Comfey. When she gets tired, she will highly likely feel less mischievous.


    ”Oooooodiiiishh.”


    ”Going well?”


    ”Odd!”


    ”Here, a sweet snack. Rest for a bit when you need to and think about what you do.


    Maybe it will help you.”


    ”Odd? Od.”


    Sabrina leaves her with a head pat.


    This time, she really didn’t understand her reaction.


    Normal, considering they don’t speak the same language and are completely different creatures, but it still hurt her a bit.


    ”Eeeeeexeggg.”


    ”Looks like you can manifest some of the psychic power already.”


    ”Exegg!”


    ”A treat and take a break when you need. When you feel like something is missing, think about it carefully.”


    ”Ex Egg!”


    Felt similar to an ‘Yes, ma’am!’, just less formal.


    Slowly but surely, she gets familiar with them.


    And he is making enough progress with the beam that one can at least see the flickering of the energy of the Psybeam.


    ”Vuuulpix.”


    ”Mmm, a bit brighter. Sunny Day will take a long time, but you are at least on the right path for it.”


    ”Vuu! Vulpix!”


    ”A Treat for you. Take a break when needed.”


    Shock, after which indignation follows.


    Sabrina knows she approaches from behind, but she isn’t sneaking on them.


    If she would come from the front and they fire off some attack, it would be bad for her.


    Vulpix, meanwhile, can only watch Sabrina walk away like nothing happened, not Ben being able to argue.


    After having glared enough at her back, she resumes training.


    ”Bulbasaur!”


    ”Hey, I wanted to check on you. Is everything going fine?”


    ”Bulb Basaur.”


    ”Yes? Semi?”


    ”Bulba.”


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    Her Pokémon wordlessly pointed at the bulb on his back with his vines, before throwing them in front of them, imitating projectiles firing off.


    She still doesn’t know if he tries to learn Razor Leaf or Leech Seed.


    ”Well, how does it look until now when you want to produce it?”


    ”Bul?”


    ”Huh?”


    Was that a ‘What do you mean?’?


    ”Well, to fire it off, you need to produce it first, right?”


    ”Bul!”


    Ah, he slapped himself with a vine.


    Didn’t he think of it?


    At least he is now concentrated on training again.


    Ah, now, he gave me a grateful nod.


    ”I’ll leave a snack here. Take it when you’re hungry. I go take a look at Comfey.”


    Bulbasaur didn’t answer back, but she was on her way anyway.


    Seeing how he renewed his focus, she won''t be going to break it just for that.


    Finding Comfey on the other hand proved to be a bit of a challenge.


    Naturally, she looked between the trees first, where she last saw her flee.


    The moved leaves and branches seem to be back in place, considering how there isn’t an obvious path anymore.


    It was only by luck that she looked up for a moment and came face to face with a Comfey hiding between the leaves of the Nanab Tree.


    She discarded her flowers for now to be as unnoticeable as possible.


    Which would have been very effective, since Sabrina looked for Flowers as an indicator.


    ”Com!”


    ”I am surprised too, you know?”


    ”Comfeeeeyy.”


    ”Zoooom, I guess.”


    The little Pokémon quickly continued flying away in haste.


    This time without Trailblaze, probably too panicked.


    Sabrina runs after her at a modest speed.


    No need to amplify the fear by catching up.


    ”You know that I am not angry, right? I just wanted to find you.


    It’s fine if you continue to run away if you feel insecure.”


    ”Com?”


    From the top of a tree, Comfey warily watches Sabrina.


    She feels that she didn’t get lied to, but it also isn’t the whole truth.


    Looking exceedingly cute, Sabrina must think of a hamster.


    Quickly deciding on how to continue the conversation, she pulls out the box and a treat from within.


    ”Want some?”


    ”Coommm.” (Stare)


    ”I know you were mostly fooling around. Probably to hide your insecurities.


    Besides the spicy prank. I think you sincerely wanted to make a joke on his expenses there.”


    Uncomfortable shifting at the insecurity part and averted gaze at the spicy prank.


    Sabrina understands that, since she prefers over-the-top reactions to vent when she is emotionally overloaded.


    Besides her looking outraged at such moments, she actually is filled with quite a bit of fear.


    She knows that the best, especially since she tends to get violent when being actually angry.


    “I guess I am a bit unused to everything? I don’t know what I think of you.


    You appear to be the most human, closely with Vulpix.


    But I really can’t say if I am reflecting myself and superficial clichés on you or if I am just lacking.


    It’s hard. I want to respect you as your own individual, but at the same time, you are someone who is supposed to fight for me, and I take care of you, like a pet.


    Neither is wrong, but not one of them feels right either.


    Sometimes, I wonder what Bond means. It’s probably easy for both to feel as if they fight to live.


    Both then have a place and a role they are supposed to play.


    But here? Who are you? Who am I?”


    ”Com!”


    ”Ouch!”


    Comfey intently listened to what Sabrina had to say at first, but as she got more sentimental, she just stared blankly at her.


    Her gaze was a prime example of ‘What are you talking about?’.


    As Sabrina began to get philosophical, Comfey began to hit her with a Vine Whip.


    The message was obvious. Your concern is nice, but that’s just bullshit.


    ”Hey, I have a serious concern! I agree that maybe getting philosophical wouldn’t yield any result, as the questions aren’t really practical, but concern still stands!”


    ”Com.”


    Sabrina would swear that Comfey would have given her a shrug if she had shoulders.


    ”Fine. We are going to find it out with time. How does that sound?”


    ”Comfey.”


    Quite happily, she seems to agree.


    Swiftly, she takes her place as hair tie again, having gotten her flowers from somewhere again.


    Seeing how satisfied she looks, Sabrina feels bamboozled but can’t pinpoint why.


    ”Well, when you are happy like that, then I guess you don’t need any treat.”


    She says as she packs the box again.


    It’s petty behavior to do that just because of a feeling, but that’s just how it is.


    When she truly wants to be friends with someone, then she isn’t going to play pretend.


    ”Com! Com Comfey!”


    ”Fine! So demanding!”


    ”Com!”


    With light claps on her back, carefully held back to not even hurt, Sabrina walks back outside the tree.


    Feeling a bit lighter, she looks refreshed into the sky.


    Just in time as the light gets more intense and she is a bit blinded.


    Yep, Vulpix Sunny Day training is doing great.