The Pidove was in the kitchen, eating the bowl of Grape-Nuts we left it. It perked up when it saw me and followed me around while I looked for the rope. After pulling out all the boxes I found in the closet, I finally found it hidden in the corner. I found duct tape too. I had a feeling I was going to need that. I put the boxes away and went back into the hallway and held up the items.
“Good, now give me back all of my jewelry,” Peirce said ordered.
“Now hold on there,” the twerp said, “Back in the middle ages in Unova, if a thief was caught stealing, he was allowed to keep one piece of jewelry to show the world what he did to deserve to die.”
“So you’re Unovan,” Peirce asked.
“Proud of it,” He boasted then he kneeled down and said, “Oh, hey, it’s the Pidove! What are you doing here? Silly bird!”
The Pidove hopped up to him and the twerp started petting him. This kid…it’s like he