The Minun That Was Scared of Thunder

Dulce squeaked nervously as he hurried through the streets, the other people around him running for shelter as the storm clouds gathered. He hated storms. There were usually a lot of them, because of the Voltaics (all the electric pokemon gathered in one place), but it didn't make it any easier.

It was sad, really. An electric type being scared of storms. It wasn't the rain or the lightning that scared him. It was the cacophony of booms made by the earth-shaking thunder. The way it would shake the entire house would make him quiver uncontrollably. Especially if the power decided to go out. Just in case, he had a brand-new lantern, two flashlights, and about 17 candles. He couldn't stand the dark. Well... at least the dark when it was storming. If it was just a normal night and he had the option to turn on a light it wasn't as scary.

He looked around as he snuck through a tall wire fence, do-not-enter signs all along the proximity. A few feet in, past some overgrown trees that hid a medium-sized house. The paint was chipping, and the windows were broken or boarded up. The door was nailed shut, but Dulce walked past the door to a loose board, lifting it up and pulling open a hidden hatch that led inside.

The inside of the house was much different than the outside. They'd spent hours fixing it up, the light fixtures all worked, and they had latches on the 'boards' on the windows that they could open if they wanted some sunlight. The walls were re-painted, and Dulce spent a lot of his time decorating and matching colors. He liked having his own place to decorate. And at least he had his own room to decorate completely however he wanted. The rest of the house he didn't decorate too much unless Nicolo gave him permission.

"I'm back," He called into the house, latching the hatch behind him. "Nicolo, are you here?"