![]() As she left the tiny bedroom and hopped into the only other room in the house, more tears started to fall down her face and onto the ground. "F.fine…" she sobbed, bouncing out of the room. ![]() "For once can you just go away!?" "But…" "No buts! Go! Let me sleep!" A tear rolled down Oink's cheek. "You're constantly bothering me and you're always so annoying! Please just leave me alone!" Oink's father's voice rose. "It's a brand new day! The sun is shining… And maybe you can finish that-" Oink's dad cut her off. "But Dad… You have to get up." Oink grinned. "Will you PLEASE just leave me alone, Oink? Please!?" he grunted, pulling himself into a ball. Oink shook her dad again, muttering under her breath. "Please? You know what happened last time we were late, Dad!" No reply. "You don't get a choice! Come on, I'll make some bacon." Her dad didn't answer. "Not yet…" Oink sighed and shook her dad. "Time to get up! Didn't you hear the screech?" The Grumpig moaned again, and turned over in his nest so he was on his side. "Wha…?" the purple pig said, squeezing his eyes shut. "Dad…" Oink whispered, springing out of bed and poking his ear. She glanced over at her father, who was laying on his back, his hands resting on his huge stomach. Groaning, Oink sat up in her tiny bed of straw and feathers. It took her a few seconds to remember that her hands couldn't reach her eyes, so rubbing them was out of the question. Oink awoke slowly and groggily, lifting her paws to her head. From up here, he could sense and see everything in Helmtown. He climbed up on the pillar (with some difficulty, mind you), closed his eyes and began to float. ![]() Here, he could concentrate enough to get the day start and keep an eye on everyone in town. There, it was an extremely spacious with a stone pillar just a little taller than him in the center of the room. Grumbling a little to himself and complaining about the bright sun, he walked to a room adjacent to his resting quarters. He gestured again, and the doors and windows all opened as his psychic energies forced them all open. He gestured and a walking cane flew from the distance and landed in his hand, stretching his aching joints. The Alakazam, Jose, grumbled a little bit and lowered his legs, having had a complete night of meditation. The second the crow echoed through the air, the sole occupant of the building he stood upon opened his eyes. "I don't get paid enough for this." Inhaling deeply, he released a loud, shrieking crow, a wake up call to the entire town. From atop the biggest building, one shaped like an Alakazam, a Honchkrow grumbled as he flew up to the highest post, holding up his wing as the sun began to hit his eyes. The sun began to slowly rise, a good portion of the town overshadowed by the mountain the sun had to get over before anything could be accomplished, and the buildings (The notable ones shaped like Pokemon, ranging from Persian head, a Grumpig, Delcatty, and altaria, amongst other different shaped buildings, some off in the distance specially made for Rescue Teams, depicting as the team leaders. The morning would start off as it always did over the otherwise picturesque Helmtown.
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