Arriving at the home of Samuel, Anya was surprised to find that it wasn't the large pokemon lab building that was shown in the games and the anime, but instead lived in a simple wooden red and white two story house.

Keys rattling and soon the front door was opened. They entered the house, Anya noticed that the insides were quite spacious and brightly lit, the living room kitchen combo took most of the first floor, with a bathroom being the only other room on the floor. Wooden stairs leading to the second floor we at the other end of the room.

It seemed like a nice house to live in, it was something that she had dreamed of owning at one point in her life, but knowing that it was an impossibility due to economical situation of the world without using her family's funds. She walked around while Samuel went to the medical cabinet located in the bathroom. Anya saw him disinfecting the wound on his hand and putting a clean bandage on the wound.

The kitchen table was full of dirty dishes and there were multiple takeout containers and food packs that look like convenience food littered across every single solid surface.

There were piles of dirty clothes littering the wooden floor and something resembling a blanket on the sofa. Anya shook her head, 'it seems like the world famous professor, lived like a piece of trash... who would have thought' she thought, she mused as somehow the external appearance is so different compared to her living standards. Speaking of which.

Samuel exited the bathroom a new bandage tied around her hand. "Yeah, Sorry about the mess, Haven't really been expecting any visitors lately." he said embarrassed. 'At least he is conscious about it' Anya thought amused.

"Now lets get started" He pushed some thrash aside and cleared a small space around the table where he put a piece of paper and took out the pen given to him at the police office.

He hold the pen in expectation toward Anya who stared at the it dumbfounded. 'This guy can't be serious' she thought.

After a while he said "Come on, just take it" to which Anya raised her right cutter and pointed at it with her bloodied left cutter.

"Oh, right, no hands... I forgot, Maaaan, I'm out of my game today"

His shoulders slumped and he retracted the extended hand and said.

"We will continue this later, I am way too tired to think of anything, better just get some food and maybe a cup of coffee."

"I'm hungry, last I ate was..." he looked at the clock "Over eight hours ago, when... Oh crap, You haven't eaten anything today have you?" he asked Anya in realization, to which she responded by shaking her head.

"Okay, okay, I'll fix something up quick. You can eat meat right?" Anya shrugged "Haven't tried eh? First time for everything" he said while taking a clean bag out of the freezer, Something inside it that looked like a heavy slab of meat

"This is the good stuff, I was saving it for the summer barbecues but what the heck" he said cheerily. The whole thing was not really a single piece but a pile of thin pieces of varying thickness all frozen together. Samuel took out a mallet and broke of few pieces of meat, which he fried on a pan.

Few minutes later they both had a plate full of meat, Samuel had started to eat his share but Anya was still a bit hesitant, She wasn't sure if her stomach could handle meat at all, so far she has survived only by eating berries. She uncovered her cutters and cut the meat into tiny pieces, pierced it with the other and brought it in front of her mouth and she carefully chomped on, her taste buds activating and her face relaxed. She chewed for a while and swallowed, afterwards she sighed in relief, She was somewhat omnivorous.

Her small throat made it hard to swallow large and solid pieces, so she had to either chew properly, eat smaller pieces or mince the meat into a paste.

Samuel had long since finished eating, he left the table and went to the bathroom, judging by the sound of running water he was most likely taking a shower. He finished his shower, drying himself with a towel and put on clean underwear and a t-shirt. He exited the shower while drying his hair, his bare feet leaving wet spots on the floor. He looked at the still eating Anya and wondered how long does it eat. Making a mental note to either getting salad, fruits or berries for his new guest.

He told her, that he is going to take some notes and she is to do whatever she finds comfortable, she can even commandeer one of the rooms upstairs. He warned her that those rooms haven't been in use for months, except for his office. She shrugged and continued to slice the meats in front of her. Samuel glanced and noticed that the uncovered cutters were actually green in color reminding him of Scyther.

It didn't even take a minute for Samuel to start snoring loudly at the sofa near Anya. Anya enjoyed the rest of her meal in peace. Soon after finishing eating, she found out that she had a huge problem, she did not have anything to do and was quickly getting bored.

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She looked around the dirty living room and decided that, if she were to live here, she would want to live in a clean place. Even the burrow was never this dirty and it consisted mostly of dirt!

Anya started collecting the dirty clothes around the room and piled them all in front of the bathroom, it didn't take too long for her to finish gathering all the clothes. She opened the bathroom door and was surprised, the bathroom was clean, there weren't any stains on the floor, walls, ceiling, even the toilet was clean she mused. All surfaces, except the ceiling were covered with blue-ish ceramic panels with a small carpet next to the tub to prevent slipping when leaving it and the ceiling had wooden boards.

The bathroom was quite spacious, had a toilet, sink, washing machine and a bathtub with a shower and curtains, there even was a litter box, Anya wasn't sure who the litter box was for but, she would never use it herself, that would be embarrassing, even doing the deed in the forest had been awkward for the past months... Good thing she knew how to operate flush toilets.

Filling the washing machine with dirty laundry and using the correct amount of washing powder, which she found in a cupboard under the sink along with a bag of stuff she assumed was for the litter box. Measuring the washing powder was a chore to do with her cutters but she somehow managed in the end by vomiting a small amount of sticky silk to stick the measuring cup to her cutter. Even though she filled the machine as much as she could she still estimated there to be at least 1 to 2 loads left.

She left the bathroom for now and started to clean up the trash, filling empty bag after bag with leftover foods from who know how long ago.

She stacked the filled bags near the entrance so they would be easy to take out. Now that all of the trash had been collected she focused on the next thing, which was dishes. She sighed, how did one man manage to produce so much trash. Anya soon gave up on the dishes in frustration, she checked the laundry and set up the drying rack in the living room. Filled the rack with the clean laundry and filled the machine with dirty ones.

Anya found that there was a small problem with doing the laundry, There was only a single drying rack and two sets of clothes still on the way. She though for a while before coming up with a solution, she used her silk to make simple sticky ropes that went across the room, She then covered the sticky silk with her cloak silk clothes to prevent sticky-ing the clean clothes with her silk, even though her cloak was disappearing rapidly.

She knew it could get everywhere, her mind wandered to a single situation where she accidentally messed the fur of Vulpix back at the burrow, it took quite long time to get his fur clean.

While the machine was still washing the clothes she used a cloth she found in a cabinet, where Samuel store his cleaning supplies and used it to clean all of the surfaces she could reach, she was glad she was at least tall enough. She didn't know how tall a Leavanny could grow but, she had the impression that she was taller than they normally should be. She still was a bit shorter than Samuel only reaching up to his neck, even with her antenna, she was still a good 10-15cm shorter than him.

It was finally getting dark, the final cycle of laundry rolling in the machine. Anya was cleaning the stairs as the whole first floor had been handled by her already, looking totally different than before. Not accounting for the laundry hanging on the makeshift ropes and the dirty dished near the sink, the room looked so much better, the only place where she didn't touch was around the sofa where Samuel was snoring peacefully.

Finishing the stairs and proceeding to the second floor, she flicked the light switch and saw a single path surrounded by room on either side, she counted five doors, five rooms. She opened the first room and was attacked a sudden burst of dust. She sneezed, something white spraying into the room from her mouth. She had felt a familiar feeling during her sneeze but couldn't figure out what at first. Flicking the light on the room she entered she noticed that the second bathroom she was in was now covered in sticky silk.

"Oh" she said out loud.

After being stunned for a moment or two she sprang into action, cleaning the mess she had made and started cleaning the bathroom, it was a bit smaller than the first one and was missing the washing machine and the litter box unsurprisingly. She was glad she had another source of water as going up and down the stairs wasn't something she was not yet used to.

Once the cleaning of the second bathroom finished, she continued to the next room, these following room were quite easy to clean as they only had dust, dust and more dust in them. Of the five rooms 4 of them were bedrooms, one of them being used as a storage room of sorts and the last one was once used as an office space which was surprisingly clean as it seemed that Samuel had regularly used the old computer, the room had piles of papers all around, Anya took a look and noticed that these were pages of a written pokedex. She put the clues together and knew that Samuel was working on the digital pokedex.

The last machine full of clean clothes was hanged on the makeshift ropes, proud from a job well done she went into the upstairs bathroom, she stripped the remains off of her from her dirty, holey, black and white silk clothes and entered the bathtub and took a long hot bath, she really needed that as she floated on the tub for a long, long time, the warmth relaxing her body.

She had soaked her own 'clothes' in the tub after she was done, causing the water to turn noticeably more dirty, she left the clothes to dry on the tub's edge for a while, when she went to set up another makeshift clothesline for her own clothes in one of the bedrooms. Taking out the still moist clothes and squished them as much as she could for a while to get most of the water out before hanging them from the clothesline along with her towel.

Her body being tired from all the exertion she had done, she knew that pokemon were supposed to be quite enduring but she haven't really exerted her body this way before. As in the forest the most laborous thing she had done was dragging the unconscious Samuel to the burrow. Now her body felt sluggish and her mind started to wander, she laid on the bed thinking of her life and soon she was asleep.