Thyme looked up at Snype without moving her head. He was so sweet. She didn't deserve him. She felt she didn't deserve any of her friends. Scars of the past do not heal easily it seemed. She decided to fill him in completely. It's not like she could go back and fix herself in the past.
"Snype... There's a lot you don't know about me. I suppose I should sart from the beginning. With Logan, who you probably know all about from that time in the forest. Anyways. I was born, err hatched, nearly eight years ago. I belonged to a man named Logan. He was studying to become a chef, and he said I smelled just like fresh thyme, so that's what he called me. He was also a skilled pokemon trainer. He'd probably be in Suicune dorm if he were here. But he was a cruel man. He'd often say the most hurtful things to me, and the rest of his pokemon, for no reason. Occasionally he became violent when he got drunk. And, being the immpressionable young snivy I was back then, I believed him," Thyme said. The expression on her face said that she still believed it a little bit. She shook the tears away and moved a little closer to Snype, if such a thing were possible.
"Anyays, when I was about a year old, Logan got sick of my losing streak. You see. I've never won a single battle my entire life. Still haven't. So, in the middle of winter, just before a blizzard hit, he tied me to a fence. I remember calling and calling him, but he just walked away, laughing as I stood there shivering. Eventually, it started snowing. And I was slowly freezing to death. Even now, I still get really sick when it gets cold out. But, the most miraculous thing that's ever happened to me happened. A little human boy, about three years old, I think, wearing an oversized purple coat that was made for a girl walked back behind the building and found me. He covered me with his coat and stayed by me, letting his body warm me up. He got sick from that, but he asked if I was ok. Or, he tried to. The boy wasn't the best talker. But, what really shocked me was when I told him I couldn't move because of the snow around my legs, he actually understood me and pushed the snow away. Then he tried to untie me from the fence. When he couldn't, he went and got another human, about thirteen, the same size as Logan. This one pulled out a knife and cut me free. Then, they left. Without the coat," Thyme said, pausing again. She huffed a little and smiled, fond of that memory, the first time she had met Brian. He had been so sweet, even when he could barely walk and talk.
"So, I decided that no matter how long it took, I'd find him and thank him. I was determined to make him my trainer. So, I chased after him as fast as my frozen feet would carry me, but it was too late. He and his family had gone. So, I didn't give up. What else was I supposed to do? I went after the car, and got completely lost. For two and a half years I traveled Unova, stealing food from people, being attacked by wild pokemon, but never giving up. Always looking. Eventually, I couldn't do it anymore. I collapsed on the side of the road, sick ands dying, again. Luck was with me again, as I was found by the boy. He was six now, nearly twice the size he was then. He recognised me instantly, and we've been inseperable ever since. Until Brian turned eight and his family moved to Hoenn," Thyme said, pausing again. She smiled slightly as the memories flooded her mind. She had never been happier in her whole life... Until now that is. Being here, sharing everything that's happened to her made her feel better. She decided she'd paused long enough and continued.
"I was to be left behind, because his mother didn't want, ahem, 'such a filthy disgusting creature in her house'. So, I hatched a plan. I wasn't going to leave Brian. Nothing was going to take me away from him. So, on the day of the move, I slipped into one of the bags and waited. I have no idea how long it took, but we finally got there. I was weak, disoriented, and confused. The bag opened up and a bright light was shining in my face. I had been asleep. A loud shriek woke me up and I swore at the person angrily. It was Brian's mother. I gave her a scare that you and Leena would be jealous of. Heheheh, I still don't like that woman. Anyways, she thought I had died in her bag. Because I smelled like I had been in cramoed in a bag for a long time. She only screamed louder when I started moving. She wanted to get rid of me, but Brian's father had a better idea. He sent out his Pidove, and, you guessed it, beat me in a battle. I was weak, and half-dead from starvation. I thought he was going to finish me off, but he didn't. Instead, he put me in the pokeball that is currently sitting in the pokemon center storage room. After I don't know how long, I was released from that horrible prison, only to see Brian's angry, and then happy expression. It turns out he was very upset with his parents for leaving me behind. So, that's how I became Brian's partner. He discovered how smart I was and began teaching me to read for the past few years. When he was nine, we entered a contest, but you know all about that. And now, he and his parents decided to send us here, mostly because he gets the special attention he needs here that he can't get at home," Thyme finished her story with a sigh. There, she'd done it. What would Snype think of her now? No one had wanted her but Brian. And let's face it, he wasn't exactly that great for battling himself. Snype would probably think she was weak. He probably would not want her anymore. After all, no one else had. She doubted even Brian would after she told this to him. Because he still didn't know everything about her. Still, she couldn't live with it anymore. She had to tell them, because they were the two people she cared about most in the world. They had a right to know who she was, not who she was pretending to be.
