The chef, as usual, walked out of the kichen door and out to the alleyway carrying the leftovers from yesterday and throwing them out to the dumpter. A big, green, graffiti-covered dumpter. The Chef, was also carrying his trusty broom, ready to knock Lea clear out of the way.
"Gale Midnight! Show yourself... I know you are here..." He said closing in on the trashcan, the one that the dark Espeon was waiting behind.
"Must you always be this suspicious about me at this time of day? A girl's gotta eat, you know. And's it's not even your freshly prepared meals!" Lea said, in her native tounge, staring him down.
"You'll never get these leftovers!! Never! NEVER!"
"Why are you protecting trash? Man, you're crazier than I thought..." With that, Lea used Double Team. "Try and hit me!"
"You're asking for it this time!" The Chef tried to hit her, but the broom missed.
Noise flooded the conversation between the two, mainly the morning rush hour and people chatting.
A broken broom and a dozen attemps later, the chef was exhausted. His chubby body can't handle Lea when the sun is shining, that's when Lea's at her best. With a smug smirk from the pokemon, she jumped onto his head and leaped for the dumpter, grabbing two, thick slabs of bacon. She then jumped onto his head once more and darted off to the park. The Chef fell on the ground.
"One day, I'll get you Gale Midnight..."
Lea made her way to the park, still chewing on the bacon slices she got from the dumpter the chef was guarding. The idea of the chef guarding trash still makes her wonder. As usual, her little friend, Sparks the Pichu meets her on the curb, greeting her.
"It's funny that the chef is still guarding trash..." Lea brought up.
"One man's trash is another man's treasure, or that's at least what I've heard..." Sparks answered, signaling that there's a green light and the street is safe to cross.
One thing that Lea has learned during her first weeks in the city is when to cross the street. At a time, Lea almost became roadkill because she didn't know when to cross. She learned that the aquamarine green light means go, it's safe to cross. The crimson red light means stop, it's not safe to cross. The tropicana orange light means don't cross or finish crossing.
As they reached the park they walked around for a bit, observing the trees, and laying on the grass. They then went their separate ways.
"I'll see you later, Sparks!"
"Okay Lea, see ya."
Lea reached the center of the park. She looked at her surroundings and spotted her set of footprints she left the night before.
~*Flashback*~
"Tell me how did I get into this mess again, Sparks." The Espoen questioned, a thick slice of Ham in her mouth, while they where running.
"I thought it was no one's!! Honest!"
"HONEST?! You expect me to believe that that was no one's? Why do I do favors for you anymore?"
"Get back here with our meal!" A Houndoom barked. But not just any Houndoom. That was the leader of a gang, named Artimeus.
They ran throughout the night, running from the pack of fire dogs. They even got their paws dirty from running in the mud.
"You owe me big time Sparkiano Flareramber Pichu!" She screamed as they outran the Houndoom. "And I just washed myself too..."
"Now you can give me the ham..."
"Take it! And don't ask me to do ridicious favors ever again!" The midnight blue eyed cat retorted, giving the thick slab of pork to the Pichu. Walking back to her trash can, she looked up to the moon and sighed.
~*End Flashback*~
As she took her gaze off the footprints, her eyes landed on the the fountain. The glorious fountian where she takes her daily showers. She leapt in, and as usual, the water was clean and icy cool. Just the way Lea liked it. She like bathing in the water ever since she could remember the fisrt day she accidently fell into this spot. Many memories lies in this historic landmark. She then noticed the bite mark on her left foreleg, right after the waters stung at it. She then realized that the lead Houndoom must of bitten her and his fangs dug deep.
"You don't know how things hurt until you noticed them. And that's a quote that I shall not soon forget." She said to herself as she tried to ignore the sting sensation that was her bite wound. The sun was shining brightly, which soon reflected onto the water's surface. An idea crepted into the Espeon's mind.
'Why didn't I think about this before?'
She casted a Morning Sun Attack, which was very effective since the sun was out and high up in the sky. Her wound healed, althogh, not completely, it was just enough for it to stop stinging. The cat-like psychic pokemon leapt out of the old pool of sparkling waters, and shook off the excess moisture, revealing a puffy coat of fur. At least, not for long. By the time she ran around the park, her fur was dry and layed flat against her body, shimmery as it should be.
"It's adventure time!" Lea yelled as she walked around the neighborhood.
