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Song: Imagine ─ John Lennon

   He’s not really one to start playing the instruments in other people’s houses.  It makes him feel off, for the most part.  It’s also why he doesn’t dance, to a certain degree.  However, sometimes, he’ll find that an instrument wants him to play something.  Usually the instrument will have a request, and sometimes his fingers won’t play that chord thanks to forces beyond their control.

   But in the daycare, he’s found that a piano is always somehow waiting for him there.  A part of him wonders if it’s real, or if it shows up just for him.  Half ethereal, half corporeal.  That would explain how it could make even the most distracted calm down and listen.

   Not to mention his voice... which, for this song, is soft and smoother than his normal rough tones.  As if the music was keeping his voice steady and unbroken.

   “imagine there’s no heaven- it’s easy if you try...         no hell below us, above us only sky...              imagine all the people, living for today...

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“Oh hey there, Syph, long time no see! I was wonderin’ when you’d turn up ‘round here again.”

“And it’s nice t’meet’cha, Pixie! You’re a good lookin’ lil’ Vulpix, huh?”

Elesa nodded at the other womans words, fanning herself as she stood there listening. “Johto you say? How long have you been in Alola?” Elesa inquired, curious about what brings trainers or people to other regions. Generally it was either work or a pokemon journey but it was always interesting to her either way. 

“Come on, Bulbasaur, please?” 

She’d decided to let the grass-type play in Cerulean City’s fountain while she stopped by the Pokemart, but now it didn’t want to leave. Elaine reached out to grab it, but Bulbasaur jumped out of reach and hopped out of the fountain, shaking itself and sending water everywhere just as a trainer with a Vulpix was walking by. 

He returned to the daycare, just like he promised, though Syphoria probably didn’t expect him to return like this, in his true form. Not that it mattered, as Koko wasn’t visiting her, he was going to visit his Bulbasaur friend. So, he waited until the Bulbasaur friend allowed to play outside before he beckoned to him.