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Tristen studied the ball for a second, confirming that it did make a successful recall. It was Vivillion alright. Tristen looked down towards the bed, seeing his Pokémon stare at him in confusion, then back towards the floor, the counter, and on his desk, all staring at him as if the boy had lost his mind. “Sorry…sorry…had to…take care of something…this right here.” Tristen said. He’d then close the window, latching it back up then closed the blinds, followed by the curtains. Mission accomplished. Now for some answers. Tristen turned around off the bed and then discharged the ball back out on the floor to release Vivillion once more. A reunion that was either going to be joyous or bitter depending how Vivillion was going to act once it was out. A reunion that the other Pokémon were rather curious about…if albeit because they were all startled awake.

It was joyous. Vivillon rushing to Tristen into a hug, a sentiment that Tristen reciprocated in kind. “Hey there. Heh. You probably missed me, didn’t you?” Tristen said to the bug, trying to mind its wings as he held the bug close. After all, Vivillion had worked hard for those wings, why ruin them already. Tristen stepped back a few steps and sat down on the edge of his bed once again. “Sorry I hadn’t been around…got hurt a couple of weeks ago trying to rescue the school and I didn’t get back until yesterday. Well…two days ago now. I must have worried you, didn’t I? But look at you!” he would then get Vivillion to let go, just long enough to get a good look at the Vivillion, its wing pattern. Though something he recalled; the Vivillion around in the region tend to be the Fancy pattern, but yet, it was, to what he knew of, one of the rarest patterns there were for this bug type - The PokéBall pattern. Truthfully, this would be a bug catcher’s dream, or even a rare Pokémon hunter’s delight, but really? It didn’t matter to Tristen. What was more important was that this bug, once was a Scatterbug, then for a short bit there a bratty Spewpa, had achieved its goals and is now a beautiful Vivillion. “You got your wings! I told you that you would get them! You look amazing!”

Tristen’s Pokémon started to gather around, most not really familiar with this Vivillion. Rookidee would recognize it and felt a bit off put that there was a bug a good deal bigger than it. So much for a late-night snack. Weavile, Espeon, Sprigatito and Litten didn’t even have that much, wondering how did Tristen know this bug. And then finally the last Pokémon… “Wii-paaa!” Wimpod spoke up from the floor.

“Yea, yea, hang on.” Tristen reached down, allowing the Wimpod to latch on and Tristen managed to lift the bug off the floor and onto the bed so Wimpod could get a closer look at Vivillion. Once Wimpod was positioned well enough on the bed, Wimpod practically marveled over what was a partner Pokémon to him. “So, for those who don’t know in here, this is Vivillion. Wimpod and I was helping raise Vivillion here all the way from a Scatterbug when I got enrolled in this school. Both me and another student here was taking care of Vivillion, well…Fela at least has for the most part, especially when I was out for those two weeks. Though speaking of…”

Now to get the Donphan in the room address. “Vivillion, Fela said you flew away a couple of days ago shortly after you evolved. Why did you do that? We’re you trying to look for me? She has been worried about you.” Tristen asked the bug; he wasn’t trying to make it seem like the bug was in trouble, but at the very least Vivillion needed to be pretty aware, if the bug wasn’t already.

“Yea, sorry, Vivillion, like I said, I wasn’t even in the region. You weren’t going to find me here. I got hurt a couple of weeks ago, but I am better now and back again.” Tristen said, rubbing Vivillion on the head. Tristen felt sort of bad now, because in all honestly, he didn’t think about Vivillion all that much when he was stuck in bed back at the headquarters. He assumed Fela would have been able to keep Vivillion under wraps and didn’t think the bug would have pulled a stunt like that. It was why Vivillion hung out at the window all this time for the past couple of days. It was clear to him that he made more than an impression on the students. “At least you are okay, and for you to stay out there a couple of days on your own, you’ve done pretty good too. That Pokémon battling helped you out a bit, didn’t it?” He was almost certain that something around here would have thought to mess with Vivillion and was perhaps in for a rude awakening when something, or heck even someone, tried. “Alright, well…guys, I stayed up too long…I still got class in the morning. Vivillion, if you don’t mind, I’d love to talk more with you, but I really need some sleep. It is far too late for me right now. We can catch up in the morning and we can meet up with Fela too. We’ll see her at breakfast in the cafeteria, okay?” he asked.

With the excitement settled finally and Vivillion back within arms reach, Tristen would finally get changed, take his medications, checking his electricity once again for that matter, then finally succumbed to the bedsheets. Though, Tristen could dare say the moment he set foot into dreamland, he was forcefully ejected from it by the alarm going off instantly. He warily reached over to his SNAG and checked the time, then groaned. He feared this was going to happen. He stopped the alarm, setting his SNAG back down on the desk. He slowly pulled himself out of bed, rubbing his eyes, feeling all manner of miserable, the lack of rest all the apparent. He was already assuming he was probably going to bed early tonight. He winced a couple of times, looking back towards the window for a moment, the sunshine trying to make its way through the curtain and blinds then took a hard, deep breath, trying to waking up. Tristen pushed himself off the bed and went for the shower; he was needing to wake up and get moving.

Once he got cleaned up, Tristen went and got dressed back in uniform, then proceeded to get his school materials at the ready. He would recall his Pokémon, who at this point were trying to wake up once they realized Tristen was up and walking around. He then double checked, making sure that he wasn’t too far out of it to forget about Vivillion. He’d stash the ball. Since he figured to meet with Fela, he’d instead opt for breakfast in the Cafeteria to see if he could meet her there. Tristen would then trudge off with Pokeballs and school gear in tow, locking his dorm room door behind him, then started his way off for the cafeteria.

Tristen would take notice to Fela there, nose in a book, as he made his way into the cafeteria. He’d get in line, what little of one there was at least, to get his breakfast and something to drink alongside, all before walking down the cafeteria to take up a seat near Fela. “Morning, Fela…” he said, a bit warily. He still was trying to function being short on sleep as he was. With his tray on the table, he took his pack and pulled out the Premier Ball, setting it on the table for her to take, if not release Vivillion to see for herself. “I got Vivillion. It was what I kinda thought – Vivillion wanted to find me when it evolved to show me that it did and didn’t know I wasn’t even in the region.” Tristed said with a yawn. “Ugh…excuse me…Vivillion showed up at my window around midnight last night where I managed to recall it in the ball and get it in my dorm room and find out why Vivillion ran off. It went to the only place that it knew to go to and I guess Vivillion thought to wait there however long it took. I feel kinda bad about that when I got to thinking about it last night when I finally went to bed.”

Tristen couldn’t help but to give another yawn, trying to be courteous however in trying to turn away this time as he did so. He’s hoping that second wind came sooner than later at this point. “Hopefully it will be worth the lack of sleep today. But we wont find out until…what? Tomorrow or Friday? I know it has to be getting real close to a month now.” Tristen would take back the Premier Ball for a moment to release the Vivillion out. He did say that he would talk more to Vivillion this morning and have it meet with Fela when they did so. “Come on out, Vivillion.” He said as he went to release the butterfly.

“Its okay, Vivillion.” He said, rubbing the bug gingerly on its head, minding its wings and antennae. “She was worried about you, like I said. You’re fine.” He said, putting the bug at ease. “I figure to go ahead and get that out of the way, too. And besides, I said we’d talk more in the morning because of it being so late last night.” He said to the bug. “I do kinda wonder where you were staying at the entire time, though, Vivillion, now that I think about it. I know you have been hanging out around my window, but there’s not that many places that you could have went to that you could have hid out or slept at when you needed to, is there? Where were you?” he then asked curiously to the bug. He knew that asking this, Fela wouldn’t understand it all that well, but Tristen was more than willing to translate if need be.