Journal Entry: My Place

I sat on the couch of my parents’ home, my eyes focused on the television while it flashed between shows to commercials and back again. The look in my eyes read that I was bored, and with my chin resting in my hand, fingers curled against my cheek, Ilet out a huff of a noise. What was I going to do? I was getting to the age that she’d need to get a job eventually, I couldn't live with my parents forever.

No child wanted to be supported like that, right? I definitely didn’t want to, and while Ilooked on at the television, seeing the different ads flash through and keeping in mind any that may seem like a fun job, a specific one caught my attention. It was information on the scientists a bit and what they did for their region, not only that but also spoke about the professor and I knew what my calling was, after all the years of observing pokemon and watching them, keeping notes in my journal, Ihad never thought about turning the hobby Iloved into my career.

Grimm, who had been sitting beside me, opened one of his dark red eyes with a bit of a bored expression on his face, opening his maw in the form of a yawn. He let out an angered grunt when something soft thumped on his face, narrowing his eyes he scrambled out from under the blanket and looked at his owner with that annoyed look. He had no full trust in me yet, and just having something tossed on him like he didn’t matter or wasn’t thought of got him pissed.

It took me a little bit to realize that I was being growled at, and my eyes lowered toward the noise, a smile showing on my face, though apologetic at the same time. “Did I disturb you Grimm? I’m sorry,” Iwhispered, kneeling down to my pokemon and letting my hand brush his cheek in a comforting manner, despite his warnings. “I’ve finally found the right job for me and you both! With your excellent sense of smell and dark coat, we’d be really good for pokemon research! I would get to explore the regions and get paid for discoveries as well as help! Oh that would be the best don’t you think, Grimm?”

That angry, bored expression was turned to me fully, and Grimm looked within those shimmering eyes and that huge smile on my face. I seemed so happy and proud of myself, that Grimm grumbled under his breath. He would be dragged with me either way, and if something happened to me, there would go his free meal. There was no way that he was already feeling attached to me, they hadn’t even been together for more than a month, right?

I blinked a few times, slowly removing my hand and scrunched up my brows towards my pokemon, nervously fiddled with some of my long purple-pink gradient hair. “Do you not like the idea of being my partner for the research?

Grimm again grumbled under his breath, and looked away from me, his ears tilted back and he still wore that angry expression on his face. He gave a few barks in response, letting his red eyes shift to me. Of course I couldn't understand him, he would figure that much. So instead, he hesitantly rubbed his head against my leg for a moment. It was more of a feline thing, but perhaps it would get the point across easier?

I’s smile widened and I moved to pet Grimm’s soft fur again, my eyes closing and making half upward circles. “Thank you so much Grimm, we're going to be the best team! Once I get some more pokemon, if you don’t wish to be my partner after I get one that will, I can bring you back home and let you stay with my parents.” 

Grimm gruffed again and shook his head from one side to the other, taking a spot on the couch with I. He closed his eyes slowly so Icould pet him a little. Feeling the hands on his fur once more helped him relax, not that he would ever admit that either, but he was already very comfortable there, at my mom's house for a bit.

I giggled and used my other hand to pull out a notebook, it was more like a journal, and I turned my attention to Grimm, opening up what looked to be an ordinary notebook was not. Once it was opened the pages were holographic and slightly opaque with my stylus being able to tap on different tabs and see pictures of them. Isoon created a new file and named it after Grimm. “You’re going to be the first one in my notes, and I’m going to be observing you for a little while, probably won’t get all the information all at once, but a little is better than none!

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