Massive feel incoming.
Recently moved out of my mom's.
Dad goes through all this old stuff he has packed away from when I was a kid.
I sat down in the basement unpacking these boxes, going through the stuff.
Came across some things that were too nostalgic to handle.
Just when I decided to throw everything out this white tipped brown ear is poking out from behind some books in one of the smaller boxes.
And after 11 years, I clicked on the power button of this Motorized Eevee covered in dust, and I said Hello, to an old friend that was given to me by the most wonderful dad on christmas eve, so long ago.
And it responded with a twitch of its tail, and that adorable little sound.
And I cried like the lonely little girl I was when I clutched it in bed when my parents were still together, yelling at each other through the walls Christmas Night.
And I feel a little less afraid of the world with it sitting on my sheet-box nightstand.

Science experiment from Team Rocket.