tangorines | 1 | Route 29 -> Cherrygrove

[The feed begins with a normal sight: a pokémon tinkering with the pokégear. It's a ledyba, which is strange considering how cold the weather has been these last few ~~weeks~~ days. Stranger still are its surroundings. No warm rooms for this little buggy, it's exploring the great outdoors! ...A bug-type? Wandering in the snowy outdoors? Without its trainer? From the lopsided view of the camera, the ledyba seems only steps outside of Cherrygrove City. It continues wandering until it comes towards the city's entrance.]

Ledyba. [The small pokémon hurries towards the voice and calls back with its own name. From its position on the ground, only so much of the world around it can be seen. The lower half of a young boy approaches it, his steps lithe even in thick snow. From the waist up he cannot be seen but a smile can still be heard in his voice.] Ledyba. What are you doing here?

[The pokémon and its camera hobble towards the boy, only to meet with a swift kick of his boot. The camera spirals backward and the ledyba with it.] I said go back to the old man! Get out of here, stupid!

[The boy doesn't kick it again. He kneels down beside it, his face easily seen now. He seems almost remorseful, as he reaches down to touch the ledyba. He picks up the pokémon by two of its limbs and stands up.] You know I don't like doing things like this, ledyba, but if you don't become stronger how am I supposed to have you follow me? You couldn't even fight against that rat. Maybe you're no better than bait. Is that it, ladybird?

[Ledyba shakes its head which entices a laugh from its trainer. Satisfied, Alois starts to walk back towards the city only to stop in his tracks. The pokégear was directly underfoot. With a smile, he picks it up and shuts off the feed.]

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They are quite helpful. That's why it's so nice having friends!

H-How terrible! Why would they sing something like that as a nursery rhyme?

...Friends, you say. I haven't got a one, so it mustn't be nice at all to have them.

Because nursery rhymes weren't meant to be kind or friendly in the least. They're awful things told to children to keep them quiet at night.

[And yet he believed in them, clung to them with the stubbornness of a child scorned.] They are quite true, you know~.

You don't have friends? Oh that's terrible! A sweet young boy like you deserves many friends. I'd be happy to be called your friend.

A-Are you sure? I thought nursery rhymes were supposed to be soothing for the child...

[He hadn't intended for it to sound as ... terrible as that, but the words had slipped and there was no going back.] I'm surprised you think so highly of me, Sister Iris.

Really now? They've always seemed rather morbid to me.

Of course! I like to believe there is good in every person. And so every person deserves a friend!

Well, I suppose some of them are. But others are really quite nice!

Do you now? ...I have one friend, but he's not here now. [why he telling you this lady]

Tell me one.

I do. I feel certain that every heart has goodness inside of it, although it might be buried deep. You do? Oh how wonderful! I'm so glad to hear it. If you'd like, I can keep an eye out for him. What is his name?

_{[Iris thinks for a second, before reciting "Ba Ba Black Sheep."]} That one is rather kind.

[She was full of fun surprises. It wasn't often that he found a woman he actually didn't mind speaking to.] Claude. He's tall and quite dapper. A lady like you would spot him in no time.

[He's humoring her. He didn't want to think too much about Claude. The wounds were still too fresh. He listens to "Ba Ba Black Sheep" with a smile.] It is kind. May you recite it again?

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