Running Out of Room [open]

[♫MIKKI]

It was a pretty average day in Prehnite City. Average enough that nobody noticed the little boy walking around with the bulging knapsack, his eyes darting back and forth as if searching for some place to hide. The little deviant had stolen a Pokemon egg from a clutch up on the mountain and was now terrified that the mother knew its scent and would follow it to find him. So he planned to ditch it and let some other bozo deal with that mess. He'd get rid of it and that would be that. He could go home and shower and have dinner with his parents before running off to have some more adventures with his friends. His parents never really noticed him anyway.

He finally found a spot in a dark alley way and ducked between the two buildings to kneel in the tall patch of grass growing there. This spot would be perfect. Ha! What if it hatched before someone found it? That would be funny to see! He knew from what his breeder parents told him that this egg would hatch in about four days' time. That should be plenty of time for someone to find it. But if not the little sleepy Prehnite town was gonna have some problems for sure!

He flipped open the top of his pack and reached in with careful hands to lift the heavy egg with its sandpaper like outer shell up out of the bag. He looked at it for a moment, sighing and wishing he could keep it for his own. But he'd be a terrible trainer, he knew it to be so deep down. So with a heavy heart he nestled the egg down in the grass and stood in awe of just how much lighter his bag felt now on his shoulders. He nudged it with his foot in goodbye before wandering off down the other end of the alley towards home.

Okay folks here's a rare chance at a free egg! first one to post ic can have it! it will hatch in 4 days Real Life time starting from the time you post. PM me or let me know in the CBOX if I forget =)[/blockquote]

[✘ Marcos Aline]

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[♫MIKKI]

Congratulations! Your egg has hatched!


It's a Sandshrew! =D