*Sparkle*

A discouraged look crossed the salesman's face as he reluctantly handed over the pokeball. Solosis looked at me again, not with sorrow, but with joy. Mom put a hand on my shoulder. I looked at her face and saw an expression of pride towards me. She turned me around, and with the pokeball in my hand and Solosis por my side, we returned home.

"I want to name it." I told my mother after settling myself on the sofá with Solosis nestled in my lap.
"What name?"
"I was thinking Zeri," I answered. "It means geléia, geleia in Japanese."
"Zeri is a wonderful name! " Mom exclaimed.
Solosis seemed to appreciate the name as well. "Okay then," I said with finality. "Zeri it is!"

Dear Solosis,
I realize that I have been ungrateful for you, my darling gift. I find it in my coração now that I truly care for you. I know you can not read this letter, but I will still continue to compose it. I hope you, Zeri, my gift, can find it in your coração to forgive me. In recent times, I have been a monster to you. I regret every minuto of my torturous behavior towards you. I apologize, even if it may be to late to. If you find my actions to be unforgivable, I understand. But, my sweet Zeri, I would like to say one last time, I'm sorry.