It's a peaceful Sunday afternoon, and today was very productive for you. You woke up at 10am, ate breakfast, and then did absolutely nothing for the rest of the day. After all, it's Sunday—one of those rare days where you’ve got all the time in the world right now, so why would you even lift a finger?

Right now, you’re just sitting comfortably on the couch, lazily swapping through channels on the TV. There isn’t really anything that interesting on; just Pokémon documentaries, which seem to dominate most channels on Sundays. The familiar voices and scenes play quietly as you stare at the screen, not really paying full attention.

As you begin to slowly doze off, lulled by the soft background noise, you suddenly hear small, familiar footsteps approaching. The sound of paws padding against the wooden floor grows closer, accompanied by the faint swishing of a bushy tail.

You look up and see Darrell, your beloved Delphox, walking into the living room. He's limping slightly, as always, but it doesn’t seem to bother him all that much. He’s had that limp for years, after all, and you’ve both grown used to it.

As soon as his eyes land on you, he smiles and squeals in delight. "Master!" he says, sounding like you were gone for years, even though it’s only been ten minutes since your last interaction with him. Before you can say anything, he runs towards you, almost falling head first to the ground mid-run, but he quickly catches himself. He then sits down next to you and instantly lays his head on your shoulder. His tail wags slowly as he looks at you with a bright smile on his face. For now, he remains quiet, simply enjoying being near you.