The moment Miles was out of the room, Ken lifted Pip from his lap. "Sorry, boy." He gave the dog a weak smile, and swung his legs over the bed.
He almost collapsed when he tried to put weight on them--his muscles weren't used to supporting him after a week of sleep. But he grabbed onto the edge of the bed, Pip cradled carefully in one arm. He knew he didn't have a lot of time before Miles came back... he would have to grit his teeth and force his way forward. When he finally felt strong enough on his feet to walk a few steps, he examined the window....
And found it easy enough to open.
Pulling a chair from beside the bed, as silently as he could, he set Pip down on the bed.
"I-I need you to take care of Miles-san for me, okay? And my Pokemon, too. Don't let them go to bad homes..." He patted Pip's head once, climbed onto the chair, and slipped through the window.
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He almost collapsed when he tried to put weight on them--his muscles weren't used to supporting him after a week of sleep. But he grabbed onto the edge of the bed, Pip cradled carefully in one arm. He knew he didn't have a lot of time before Miles came back... he would have to grit his teeth and force his way forward. When he finally felt strong enough on his feet to walk a few steps, he examined the window....
And found it easy enough to open.
Pulling a chair from beside the bed, as silently as he could, he set Pip down on the bed.
"I-I need you to take care of Miles-san for me, okay? And my Pokemon, too. Don't let them go to bad homes..." He patted Pip's head once, climbed onto the chair, and slipped through the window.