"After Blaze got Pecha all settled down in bed to where she quickly fell asleep, he heard a knock at the door. He got up and answered the door to see Vergil. "Is the Houndour taken care of?" Blaze asked. Vergil nodded and shifted some. "...What about Pecha's parents? Have you found them yet?" He asked.

Vergil sighed and looked down. "I hate being the bearer of bad news, but it appears that her parents had crossed the bridge to town when the storm hit.... So they had been swept away by the flash flooding of the river..." He said. "...I'm afraid her parents are no more. She was lucky she hadn't been with them, otherwise she might have been swept away too." Blaze frowned and looked back at the sleeping Pecha. "...I'm not so sure that could be considered 'luck', Vergil. She just lost her parents." He said.

Vergil nodded solemnly. Blaze then sighed and looked at Vergil. "...I'll tell her... but not right now.. She has been through enough as it is. I'll tell her tomorrow." He said. Vergil nodded again. "I shall inform Missy then." He said, about to leave. "Wait Vergil." Blaze said and the shiny Watchog looked back at Blaze. "...Don't inform Missy yet... Let me speak with Pecha first." Blaze said. Vergil paused before nodding knowingly. "Alright, have a goodnight Sir." Vergil said as he left."

D: Poor Pecha.