#daycaretrainer

“......................”

“Have you considered 

“Banaaa?

"Are you ready, Spark! It's Go Fest Time! I'm soooo excited!"

“i’M NOT READY AT ALL!!!! AND THIS IS WHAT MAKES EVERYTHING EXCITING!”

🐤 [ t w e t ; ACCEPTING ]

The unmarked brown-paper package arrived at the cafe with nothing but the black-marker words addressing it to Olivia, at the cafe's address. A comprehensive first-aid kit lay inside, complete with band-aids of all shapes and sizes, ointments, tweezers, baking soda, antiseptic lotion, and a few packets of crushed berries and herbs with quick instructions on how to make them into all-natural remedies for cuts, scraps, or burns.

There was also a small charm necklace inside, which looked suspiciously like the shards of a used dusk stone set in a silver ring.

And taped to the front of the first-aid kit, a note:

"Hi Olivia. I was the trainer in the black dress with the Mismagius. Those Cornn muffins were delicious! We found this in the PokeMart and thought it might be nice for you to have one. We added a few personal touches, hope you don't mind. That necklace is for you, too. Mistress's idea; she chanted a few good luck spells over it to help keep you on your feet. 

Take care! Signed, Jess and..." 

“You’re fine Poppy, really.” She chuckled,” It wasn’t a really good movie anyway, so you missed all the borin’ parts.”

"Mnn..."Alllmost rubbed her eyes. Almost. Thank you for muscle memory. And setting spray. "Then why did we decide to watch it again?" Oh, because Noir wanted it. And because the leap to Johto was a bigger jump than to Kanto, and Poppy wanted Noir to actually SEE a movie she wanted to watch...

Hearing the ringtone going, she was afraid that he wasn’t going to answer. But, hearing his voice, a smile lit up her face, relieved that she heard his voice,“ Colm? Hey, its Syphoria. Wanted to let ya know I made it home safely.”

Though she probably couldn’t see him, he was smiling from ear to ear at the news.

“That’s great, Syph! Sorry I took so long to answer, I have an impish litwick with a need to make today hectic for me, ahah.”

“Wait where was that--Flicker, did you...!!”

He would be searching through his apartment room, under clothes and other messes the litwick has made in an attempt to let out his more mischievous side without burning something.

“Where is...”

“I know it was...”

“Arceus damn, I need--”

And the sound of a soothing lullaby echoed in the room, muffled under one particular pile he had checked three times already.

He’d rush to reach into the pile, throwing clothes left and right until he had found his Cell Porter, flipped it open and began to speak, flopping onto his back in relief.