Twenty-Seventh Flutter [Video]

[3_butterflies]

 [It's very rare for Fluttershy to ever make a post on the gear, so it must be important. Her eyes are a little red, maybe from crying, or maybe she's just frustrated. Her Murkrow sits on her shoulder, gently nudging her, trying to encourage her. after a moment, Fluttershy nods, and speaks.]

H-Hello, everypony... I mean, everyone. I just wanted to say something...

A lot of us can't understand Pokemon. But Pokemon can understand us. They can tell when we're angry, or sad, or happy, or frightened... And in time, they understand our language too. After all, a Pokemon wouldn't be able to battle if they didn't know what we were saying.

That said... that means they can also understand insults, and rudeness. So please think carefully before you talk to or around your Pokemon... especially when naming them...

... That's all.

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[3_butterflies]

[And here come the tears. Fluttershy drops her bag, and ever so gently cuddles the Treeko, sniffling and sobbing.]

You poor thing! It's okay, it'll all be okay now...

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[The Treeko's head wobbles a bit as it turns its eyes to Fluttershy, its expression a picture in confusion and lingering pain.

Twilight, meanwhile, is finally slipping out of panic mode and into thoughtful mode. She gives the Treeko a quick once over, checking for obvious injuries that the horde of items Fluttershy used didn't take care of.]

Hmmmm... it looks like it's healing up pretty well. Then again, with how many revives and potions you used I think you would have cured anything. [She frowns, considering that.] I hope there aren't side effects from using to many of those in rapid succession...