(Actually, Radek is the one who pulled the jokes, the one without wings.)

Darkfire-
“Oh,” I sighed. “He’s getting better, trust me. The best you can do is leave him alone, he’s figuring it out on his own. If it will ever get better, it’s because he learns on his own. He hates being corrected. I know it can get near dangerous, but Radek wouldn’t ever do anything that he couldn’t fix if it went wrong.”

I paused, knowing the woman wouldn’t like this. “More than likely he only went after Cooler, who knows Radek’s quirky sense of humor. That is the Squirtle he froze earlier, but now they see eye to eye and Cooler understands Radek’s thinking better.”

Then, to my surprise, my backpack began to shiver. I opened it up and set down the Egg I had received only a while before coming into the house. Within a few minutes, a newly hatched Houndour puppy came out. She looked around, eyes curious, and began to try to walk.

“My life has an odd sense of timing,” I remarked.

Menos the winged Dratini-
“My name is Menos,” I replied, my voice still soft. I used my wings in a steady rhythm to keep myself afloat. “A pleasure to meet you. There are quite a few more Dratinis here than I thought there would be. Even if people do seek us out,” I noted, glancing around the room.

Radek the Dratini-
“Seriously,” I agreed, joining him in a chuckle. “I hate people who can’t take a joke. And tomorrow is the best day of all! April Fool’s Day. O have plaaaans,” I closed my eyes for a moment, just enjoying the places I was going to freeze over. Or cook. Cooking sounded fun.

“So, how is training going? You look stronger.”

Luca the Vulpix-
I grinned as she came at me. I bounced away at a run, starting a game of tag. For a bit, I weaved in and around things, people, and other Pokémon, until I stopped to see if the older Vulpix was still following me.

Aslan the Eevee-
I squirmed a bit as she gave me a lick, remembering my baths. Then, I saw Luca and another Vulpix playing a chasing game around the house. It looked like fun, but for now, I was actually just happy to be with my mom. It had been too long since I had last seen her. Then, I saw a spotted Houndoom walking around. I glanced at Darkfire, who was sitting by a puppy trying to get on its feet.

“Yana,” I called, remembering the name of the puppy’s mother. She stopped and looked at me before coming closer. “Yana!” I encouraged, then looked at Mom when Yana was close enough to hear me. “Mom, Yana’s puppy is here! Can we go see?”