[font=arial black]Yoshi looked out at the meadow, finally she was away from the crowded Central City.
"Hey, Yoshi!" a voice called.
"Coming Shoko..." she sighed in response, walking back to their small house.
"Why do you refer to me as Shoko, when I am your father?" he asked with a frown.
"Because, you aren't my father..." she hissed, pushing past him. It had been nearly a year since her mother died, and this loon was taking care of her. He didn't look heart broken, he just kept the frown upon his face.
The next day, Yoshi took a train to the closest populated area for a trip. It was Dublith. Several people roamed the streets shopping, talking, socializing. Then she accidentally bumped into someone.
"S-Sorry," she began to apologize.
