A Pokemon egg wrapped by some soft blankets was placed on your doorstep gently by a Pelipper. The egg seemed to be moving slightly, and may be close to hatching.
A note appeared to be in along with egg, and there seemed to be some sort of message:
“You are now the new owner of this Pokemon egg! Give it care, provide it with warmth and within a number of days this egg will hatch in no time!”
Knox was dumbfounded to find the egg on his doorstep after seeing what he could only describe as a huge white pelican fly away as he opened the door. The egg was swaddled in blankets and he lifted it carefully, wondering if this was some sort of prank. He read the note and couldn’t make sense of it. Pokemon? What the hell is a pokemon? Judging from the thing he’d seen flying, he supposed it was some sort of bird.
The egg shifted a bit in his hand and he sighed. Guess I can’t just leave it out here…it may hatch and it’d die in this cold… He thought. He took it inside and set it in a makeshift nest of blankets and pillows on his easy chair. For once he was glad to be an insomniac. If the thing hatched during the night, he’d be able to witness and address it. He decided to perch himself on the couch across the chair for the night so he could keep watch. He laid back with a old book and got comfortable on the couch, glancing up every so often at the egg whenever it would move slightly.