I silently trudged down the stairs. My parents noticed my depressed face and, concerned as parents always are, asked me what was wrong. I wiped a single rolling tear from my cheek and pointed at the Solosis which had cozily settled into my mother's lap. Mom's face changed from a concerned expression to a disappointed one. "Look dear," she said. "we really wanted to get you a Litwick, but we couldn't find one. So we got you this darling little Solosis to make up for it. Do you understand?" I nodded dejectedly and looked down, pinching back the tears that were threatening to overflow my eyes. She saw how disappointed I was and she gave in. "Okay, fine," she said tiredly. "I'll take you down first thing in the morning to a store that I know has Litwicks. But you would have to release Solosis. Would you like that?" I glanced in the direction of the Solosis hoping for some sort if nod. All I saw was sadness in its eyes. I took a deep breath and said yes.