As night fell, Natsu, having worked tirelessly all day, decided to order takeout for himself.
Tonight, he didn’t feel like cooking.
Making Pokéblocks was enjoyable, but cooking…
Well, everyone knows that cooking involves far more than just frying up a dish.
Buying ingredients, washing, prepping, frying, plating, and cleaning up afterward—frying is rely the easiest part, while the others are the real ti and energy drain.
Since he’d been busy all day, Natsu just didn’t feel like going through all that tonight.
“Thanks, Delibird.”
Taking the delivery from the Delibird, Natsu waved at it in thanks.
The Delibird perched on his windowsill gave him a polite wave in return.
Unlike the courier Delibird from before, this one wasn’t carrying a large bag.
Delibird’s tail doubles as a pouch, though its capacity is sowhat limited. That’s why the previous Delibird needed to carry a bigger bag for extra items.
Watching the Delibird disappear into the night sky, Natsu sighed in reflection.
“Working late delivering food… must be tough.”
He suddenly regretted not offering the Delibird a Pokéblock.
When it ca to Pokémon, Natsu had always been forgiving and fond. Even for Pokémon just passing by, he wouldn’t hesitate to show them kindness.
Humans, however? Natsu wasn’t nearly as patient or kindhearted.
It’s like how the faults of humans—laziness, obesity, round faces, or small eyes—might annoy people, but those sa traits on animals? They’re endearing.
A lazy cat gets cuddled, a chubby dog gets hugged... but no one hugs you (strikethrough).
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Natsu placed the steaming takeout on a small round table.
“Leee.”
Nearby, a shiny Furret, having just finished its daily training, lay sprawled comfortably on the floor.
Its body curled into a perfect C shape, making it the perfect makeshift couch for Natsu to lean against.
“You’ve grown bigger, haven’t you?”
Leaning against the shiny Furret’s fluffy body, Natsu rubbed its fuzzy head.
It seed noticeably larger than when it first arrived at the farm. By now, its body length had exceeded the norm for its species by at least half.
Despite its increased size, the Furret’s speed hadn’t dropped at all. In fact, it was so fast that it could now rival Persian for the title of the farm’s swiftest Pokémon.
“Leee?”
Have I?
The shiny Furret tilted its head in puzzlent. It wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe?
Growing bigger didn’t feel as obvious to it. After all, who really notices themselves getting taller day by day?
But it did notice that it had been getting faster lately.
In fact, it could now outrun most of the Pokémon on the farm during their training sessions.
Great! The training’s working!
Tomorrow, I’ll train even harder!
Resolved, the shiny Furret silently vowed to keep pushing itself.
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After quickly finishing his al, Natsu followed his usual routine of checking on the Pokémon around the house.
The Minccino, fresh from cleaning, was taking a bath.
Lopunny was tidying up.
The Hisuian Zorua was playfully chasing Togepi.
Corvisquire was engrossed in watching videos on its Poképhone, occasionally mimicking lines it found amusing.
Persian and Butterfree were deep in conversation, as usual, sharing topics they always seed to have in common.
Then there was Zorua… playing so sort of wobble ga on top of an egg?
“Wait a second…”
Natsu stared at the scene, dumbfounded.
“Where did you get that egg?”
He didn’t recall any Pokémon on the farm laying an egg recently.
Surely, no Pokémon would secretly lay an egg, abandon it, and disappear, right? That seed way too far-fetched.
“Suo suo!”
Perched atop the egg, Zorua raised a paw, as if trying to explain.
It wasn’t stolen! Zorua found it at the bottom of the lake. It was just doing a good deed!
“Found it?”
“Suo suo!”
Zorua nodded enthusiastically. It had sensed a familiar presence and followed it to investigate.
“What do you an by a ‘familiar presence’?”
“Suo.”
You know, like soone I know!
Zorua scratched its head, struggling to articulate.
It had never been great at explaining things, and being asked to do so now felt awkward.
It was like asking Togepi to explain why it always demanded a “friendship fee” from its Lopunny senior—so things were just hard to put into words.
“Even after hearing that, I still don’t get it,” Natsu muttered, scratching his own head in frustration.
One was bad at explaining; the other was bad at understanding. Both sides found the conversation exhausting.
Finally, after so back-and-forth, they reached a conclusion:
“Forget it. Let’s not overthink it for now.”
Natsu decided to let it go.
The egg was here, so it was here.
“Just make sure you take care of it properly.”
He trusted Zorua enough to handle the responsibility.
“Suo suo!”
Zorua eagerly nodded. It was thrilled with this arrangent—no need to explain further!
While it didn’t particularly enjoy babysitting, playing with the egg was fun.
For now, Zorua lay atop the egg, wobbling back and forth like it was on a rocking horse.
“Alright, enough for today. Ti to sleep,” Natsu said.
He retrieved Togepi’s old incubator, filled it with nutrient fluid, and carefully placed the egg inside.
Behind him, a large crowd of curious Pokémon gathered, all eager to see the mysterious egg.
“Tomorrow, I’ll need to buy more nutrient fluid... and so berries too.”
Looking at the egg soaking in the green fluid, Natsu began planning tomorrow’s errands.
With his schedule set, he slung an arm around the shiny Furret’s neck and dragged it upstairs like a giant sack of fluff.
The Furret, utterly spent from the day’s activities, didn’t resist—it was like a soft, furry pillow being dragged along.
Following them upstairs were Togepi, clutching its blanket, and Lopunny, carrying its pillow.
These two insisted on sleeping with Natsu every night.
Lopunny had its own pumpkin-shaped beanbag chair to sleep in, while Togepi and the shiny Furret always nestled in bed with Natsu.
At least, that was the current arrangent. Togepi might change its mind after evolving.
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