Charlotte and Shane: A Christmas Miracle
Part 2 of 3
A cool breeze followed by a bright light filled the cave up. Shane’s small eyes wiggled around and finally opened up to Charlotte cooking over the still going fire across from him. He felt warmth and love being there, just like it was like when he was with his mother. His lips slowly moved up to a smile, which he hasn’t had since early yesterday before the blizzard.
Charlotte turned around and noticed the Hoppip moving around. She noticed he was awake and she quickly said happily, “Good morning Shane, how was your sleep?”
“It was good, I really needed it, I was tired,” he commented back to her as he walked away from the hay and over by the fire.
He peered into the small black like bowl and noticed a grayish mush being stirred around. His smile turned down and felt like he was going to gag looking at it. But he quickly smiled again as Charlotte looked down at him smiling. He didn’t want to make her feel bad for thinking her food looked gross after all the nice things she had done for him, like giving him a place to stay and helping him out with his mother.
“Ugh…what is that?” he asked her.
“It’s this human food called oatmeal. It is pretty good and I’ve learned how to make it from my friend Sassy, a nice friendly Skitty who used to play around the fields in the spring but she’s in hibernation right now,” she replied as she left the pot for a moment to go grab some more gray bowls from over by the hay.
“Oh, can’t wait to try,” he grinned as he looked down at the bowl. His stomach growled and he knew he had to eat something before he started to eat the hay. So it would be worth a try.
She used the long black handled spoon to pour some of the oatmeal into each bowl and placed it back in the pot. She moved over one of the almost smoothe gray bowl in front of Shane and held the other one for herself.
Shane moved his small nose over the bowl and sniffed. It wasn’t as bad as he thought and it actually smelt appetizing. His tongue moved from his mouth and down to the bowl. The oatmeal slid on and he pulled his tongue back into his mouth. Shane’s taste buds tingled with the succulent tasting food. He swallowed happily and went and licked some more up.
“So how is it?” she asked hoping for a good answer.
“Its…its…its amazing! It taste so good I like this oatmeal. Thank you very much for this!” he continued to eat happily.
“Well I’m glad you like it because we have a big day today. I looked outside and the snow has melted a little actually down to a good size. We can easily walk on it now and it seems like a good day. We should be able to find you mother easily,” she hoped. She really didn’t want to disappoint him and would try her best to help him find her.
After they finished, Charlotte grabbed the bowls and said, “I’m going to go quick wash these, would you like to come or stay here?”
“I’ll just stay here and rest up a little more before we leave,” he smiled as he licked his lips clean.
“Ok, be back in a few,” she smiled as she left the cave.
Shane walked back over to his own hay pile and sat down. He moved on of his leaves on his head down to scratch his face as he yawned. He was still tired but was determined to find his mother today. Nothing could stop him from wonder where she was, whom she was with, and if she was even all right. The fact that something bad could have happened stayed in his mind and made him worry even more.
Few minutes had passed and Charlotte came back in with two clean bowls ready to be put away. She placed them back over on the hard silver rock on the side of the large hay pile and walked back over to Shane.
“Ok, well the weather seems good right now, so what do you say? Shall we head out and look for your mom now?” she asked him.
“Yeah!” he said happily as he got right back up and patiently waited to leave.
“Alright, lets go kiddo!” she giggled as she saw the joy in his bright sparkling eyes.
They headed out of the cave and Shane looked around and could finally see actual tree’s that weren’t hidden from the snow. The sun shined down bright making his eyes squint as he walked along side Jynx. His small feet hit the snow only leaving a little imprint showing the snow wasn’t very deep and ground was near.
“Do you think it will be hard to find my mom?” he asked Charlotte.
“Well, honestly I’m not sure since she could have been picked up and fell anywhere. If you weren’t out that long when I found you, we have a good chance since the wind really died down as I brought you back to the cave,” she said a little worried knowing she should have lied saying yes but she didn’t wanna hurt him incase they don’t find her.
“YEAH! I can’t wait to find her! I miss her!” he explained with joy as he bounced along in the cold white snow.
“Just remember, you got to have hope and then you will find her,” she smiled knowing she to had faith that they would find her and she’d be all right.
They continued what felt like an endless walk threw the cold and very little wind. Every time the wind blew, Shane slid a little bit and Charlotte began to notice but stayed quiet not knowing if he wanted her help or not. She knew it was something he lived with being such a lightweight pokemon and might find it offensive of her to ask to help him out.
After sliding back a few times, Shane finally asked, “Charlotte, can you please help me out?”
“Thought you’d never ask,” she giggled, “I saw you struggling but I didn’t know if you needed help.”
Charlotte picked the light Hoppip up and carried him as they continued walking threw the snow. As they walked more, more trees came along followed by benches. They must have been nearing a town or city of some sort.
“Don’t cry Hoppip, the storm is over now,” a soft feminine voice said.
Shane’s ears twitched as he heard the crying and the voice. His two leaves perked up and started moving around. He had a strong feeling it was his mother. “Charlotte, I think that’s my mother up ahead!” he said happily.
Charlotte began to worry as she felt it could be bad. A human voice and pokemon voice together could only mean one thing. “Don’t get to excited, it might not be her,” she said.
As they neared they saw a tall female in a fluffy white coat covering her smooth pale skin. A hood covered her small round face with locks of golden brown hair sticking out. Her large white rubber boots who reminded Charlotte of Seel skin were covered with spots of snow. In her arms was a large Hoppip with a small scar on its back.
“Does your mom have a scar on her back Shane?” Charlotte asked hoping for a no answer.
“Yes, she was protecting me one day from a Sandshrew and she got cut badly but it healed up, why?” he confusingly asked.
“The Hoppip up there has one,” she said sadly.
“MOMMY!” he shouted as he darted out of her hands and towards the Hoppip.
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So what ya think so far? Look for the final part end of next week. Also right now im debating if this will be my final piece of writing for a little bit again. The boards have just changed. I like being here and seeig old friends but I really don't know anyone new and I wanna try and read some new fics. Plus gives me more time to work on the fic I wanna put out and im not saying if its a old or new one but then ill be really a head and now I can steadly right chapters from then on and not fall behind. See ya! And all replies welcome. Even new readers would be pretty spiffy!
-Peace
Charlotte and Shane: A Christmas Miracle (Part 2 up 12/10)
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