#pinchachu

She has absolutely no idea where this redheaded woman came from, but she found her staring at her garden. So that meant she was interested in the crops, right? And what better way to make friends than to talk about growing things.

                 Mabel frowned in response. She felt bad. Even if                  they’re complete strangers, she can’t help but feel                  bad for her mistakes. ❝ OH ! I’m sorry to hear that.                  Maybe Waddles and I can help cheer you up. Right                  Waddles? Uh, Waddles? ❞

                 Scanning the area, her Tepig is nowhere to be seen. She                  shouted his name, until a few seconds in he appears from                  the horizon. He must have caught up to his trainer after the                  run in with the woman. Mabel picks him up, his happy expression                  forms while she hugs him. He’s just glad to see that Mabel is okay.

              ❝ Tepig! ❞

“Now, I THINK I know what yer probably thinkin’, that... Fancy lookin’ ball in your hand, y’know, that ball that catches those creatures around these parts. Yer probably thinking that I’m a pokemon and you want to catch me..”