[When he takes his daughter's hand, the little yellow fluff ball on her shoulder hums audibly. The little electric bug-type isn't exactly one of her battlers and his main job in the team thus far as been to act as a living anti-pickpocket/groping device by hiding in her pockets and delivering shocks when necessary. And he takes that job seriously! The Joltik scuttles around around on his tiny little legs to face the strange-- oh wait no! That's not a stranger! That's trainerdad!]
[Not surprisingly, Heather turns too.]
[What might be the surprising part, at least to Harry, will be her reaction.]
[Rather than looking alarmed or frightened at his urgency, her entire face lights up.]
Dad!!
[AND THEN THERE'S HUGGING. Mully actually has to scurry back into her collar in order to avoid getting smushed between them. Heather throws her arms around her father and delivers one of the crushing bear-hugs that he undoubtedly knows her for.]
cries deeply
[Poor, poor, poor Harry Mason.]
[You've got a big storm coming, honey.]
[When he takes his daughter's hand, the little yellow fluff ball on her shoulder hums audibly. The little electric bug-type isn't exactly one of her battlers and his main job in the team thus far as been to act as a living anti-pickpocket/groping device by hiding in her pockets and delivering shocks when necessary. And he takes that job seriously! The Joltik scuttles around around on his tiny little legs to face the strange-- oh wait no! That's not a stranger! That's trainerdad!]
[Not surprisingly, Heather turns too.]
[What might be the surprising part, at least to Harry, will be her reaction.]
[Rather than looking alarmed or frightened at his urgency, her entire face lights up.]
Dad!!
[AND THEN THERE'S HUGGING. Mully actually has to scurry back into her collar in order to avoid getting smushed between them. Heather throws her arms around her father and delivers one of the crushing bear-hugs that he undoubtedly knows her for.]