Sketch watched people pass by, cowering in the bushes. There was no sign of her owner. She had feared going out because of this. 

Sketch adjusted her Comfey-styled headband and emerged from the bushes. She was a shiny Mimikyu wearing a Comfey headband. She should be easy to identify. 

Sketch shuffled back towards the stands, searching. She chose to stick to the side, her eyes scanning the crowd. 

She was noticed by many small children, most who tried to pick her up. Sketch responded with a hiss and a swipe or two if they got too close. 

She continued to search until sundown. She sadly scanned the last few people as they began to leave. When the last person left, she let out a small sob and began to cry.

Sketch woke up to a shining sun. She stretched and yawned. There were a few people around. They appeared to be packing up. Sketch let out a small squeak of surprise and hid behind a tree. 

"Help me with this, Mark!" a guy called, trying (and failing) to lift the banner of a stand. Sketch peered out as another guy sighed and stormed around the corner. 

"Did you even try to lift it?" he asked, a sly smirk on his face. 

"YES!" the other guy replied, dropping the banner to place his hands on his hips. 

"Ok, ok, keep your head on. Just help me with this so we can go home."

Both guys managed to pick up the banner and move. Once they were gone, Sketch emerged from her spot. She sighed. 

A shadow appeared in front of her, and she looked up. An Absol was on the edge of a cliff, watching her intently. It lifted a paw and pointed at Sketch. The Mimikyu had time to open her mouth before she was blindfolded and taken away. 

God, it's been so long. January 25? Nope, too long. 

Anyway, I finally got this out. I tried to get it out in Mid-February but my Wifi was being bad :[

The next chapter won't be so late. I can promise that.