The opposite could have been said about why Pluto had exactly left at the daycare... it might have been the reason that Night had left Apple, to keep this trouble-maker in check.

When Apple beckoned for who had been left with her, he appeared behind her in a purple haze. Looming over her before he gave a deep chuckle. "Heheheh, here." He mused, going to float in front of her. Looking around, before then back at her. "Where are we? Why did Lambchop leave us here? Is he mad at me?" Aww, it was almost cute.

He did look on edge though. Not liking the others that got to close, which caused him to spark up like a cat and hiss at them in some disgruntled gibberish.

Night Fürst

Those answers did not soothe the gastly. It made him feel....

Abandoned.

The ghost-type seemed to glitch out, before it went and settled next to Apple. He was never the cuddly type- aside to Pluto. Getting as close as he could, to avoid being near the other pokemon, he buzzed quietly. "... I want Pluto." He said simply, eyes focusing on the ground. "...Are you sure they didn't leave us here?" Repeating the question.

A daycare worker walked by, seeing the two pokemon huddled together. "Aww, your trainers did say you two would be close to each other! Well welcome to daycare, feeding time is soon!"

Night Fürst

Watching the usually proud and mischievous Gastly looking so Lost, Oh her little heart ached at the sight. "Oh honey...." the Flapple breathed, raising her head up a bit to nudge vaguely in the area she assumed was a cheek. "Roze, you know how much the both of us mean to them. You saw how much time and effort Pluto put into nursing you back." Of course, she wouldn't elaborate beyond that, Apple doubted he'd need her to remind him of the past with how much he lived in it—even if unintentional.

Though at the sudden strange voice that spoke up, the soft voice would quickly shift to a louder hiss; Arms spreading a bit wider as her mouth slowly opened to bare teeny fangs.

She absolutely did not appreciate being interrupted by random strangers! Roze was already vulnerable and anyone could send him into an episode that she simply did not have the time nor resources to soothe! If preventing it meant she would have to cause wanton destruction with Dragon Pulse, then so be it!

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Pluto Fürst

As the stranger spoke, a loud hiss came from Roze. His eyes locked on her, as he froze in his spot. Flashbacks came to his vision, imagining the past... before he shook his head violently. Sparking out as he zoomed straight for Apple. Going to condense himself small enough to fit within the flaps of the apple.

"Wanna go home.... Want Lampchop." He whispered softly, why did they have to leave them here?

Why didn't they leave the others? Why just them? What did he do?

Night Fürst

Her glare wouldn't drop until the stranger—employee?—had left. Finally allowing the Flapple to lower her wings a bit before curling them inwards. Making some attempt to cradle the Gastly to her tiny chest like how Night would cradle her during her naps; any bit of comfort she could offer to the Ghost Pokémon.

"I know you do, I want to go home too, Roze. But right now, we have to behave and maybe time will go by faster to have them picking us up sooner." It sounded hard even for herself to believe, but there was only so much Apple could do in her attempts to calm the frantic Pokémon before he could lose it.

"It'll be over and we'll be home before you know it."

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Pluto Fürst

He was trying to keep himself so condensed. The black form trembling in the middle, eyes shut tight and heaved breathes. Mind flashing back to the time he was left.

Abandoned alone in the trash.

It hurt his very soul, that the one that promised to never leave him, did this. He wanted to be angry! But... but Apple was here... he wouldn't abandoned Apple.. he would lose Night if he was. No- it couldn't be.

Could it?

Night Fürst

Oh... oh no, that wasn't good she recognized that tremor. It was rare these days, though it was a dangerous thing to see when Rozes' memories started to gnaw at him, like a litter of poochyena over a rawhide bone.

Folding her wings in as close as she could get, Apple would begin to sway, hoping without prompting that Roze would go along with it. "Breathe, Roze. Focus on me little one." the energy that had been keeping her going— the stress, the momentary panic—was beginning to fade, allowing the near-constant exhaustion back into her voice. "We are Not abandoned. They are merely doing something that they couldn't bring us for. They'll be back by Nightfall, I'm sure of it."

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Pluto Fürst

Was she really telling the truth? That they hadn't abandoned them here? It had to be true. Night would never leave Apple. Never ever, ever! Yes. Yes. But... but what... what if they left her to finish him off- no that was silly. Apple liked him.

The tgremor came again, feeling tight, cracking a eye open to peer at Apple with uncertainty.

"Why..."

Night Fürst

"I don't quite know their reasons, but I know they haven't abandoned us here, Roze." The flapple crooned, careful of her horn as she nudged at the cheek-area of his face. "They care too much about both of us to just leave us somewhere." The careful patting of a wing in an attempt at comfort.

"They'll be back in no time."

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Pluto Fürst

There was a stare at her, allowing himself to let his guard down for her. A weird-purring noise came from the cheek nudge, as he cuddled as close as he could get to her. shrinking himself down smaller, just so he could get as close cuddled up to her as possible. He jsut wanted to be able to hide from any prying eyes.

"I'm going... to chill here." Aka, be as invisible as possible to anyone. "I'm hiding all his heels when we get home."

Night Fürst

As Roze tucked in a bit closer, Apple would fold her wings back properly—letting the 'apple' shell form in a bit more like an apple, and to keep the Gastly hidden away from view. She knew his ticks, and figured that at least giving him more to hide behind would be better in settling him down.

"As long as you don't try biting me, you're fine." The flapple hummed, leaning her head against a wing to keep an eye out on their surroundings. "I'll help, Phobos likely will as well if you simply tell him why."

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Pluto Fürst

With the talk of pranking their master, a grin spread over the gastlys face just as quickly as it had disappeared before. "Hide all the left ones, put them all over the house. He won't be able to preform without asking us or getting whole new shoes." What a devious plan, it was!

That would be until Pluto was frustrated and crying, then Roze would bring them all back to him like a scolded puppy. "MAybe hide Night's dumb fancy pen."

Night Fürst