NANAB

I wrote something way too small to be considered a short story.
I'll call it a keyboard spasm.

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"Shucka!" The cheerful cry seemed to warm the air, as well as his heart. Swiveling in his chair, Jonas smiled down at his "assistant". A Shuckle dragged and bounced along the office floor, holding a deep serving spoon in her mouth. "You're teling me it's break time, right?"
The young man swept dull violet hair from his eyes and leaned down for the spoon. The Pokemon turned around for ease of serving, and Jonas dipped the spoon into a hollow in her shell. He carefully poured it into a mug on his desk, and started to take a sip. "SHUCKA!" The Shuckle wagged a fleshy yellow arm at him. "Oh. I guess it's a bit cold today..." He reluctantly handed down the cup, and she softly wrapped her front tentales around it. They briefly gave off a comforting light, and the contents of the cup began to steam.
Then Shuckle nodded, and returned the drink. Jonas held it up and smelled it. The muted magenta liquid gave off a gently sweet aroma that was very comforting. He smiled over the rim, "Hot Nanab tea... You're too good to me, Melba." Melba chirped happily at the praise, taking care not to drop the spoon. With mug in hand, he took a long sip and turned back to his desk and chuckled. "If my supervisor knew I was using you as a glorified coffee pot, he'd throw a fit."
Melba hardly cared; she knew the man he spoke of had promptly forgotten giving her as a gift. She wasn't the sort of Pokemon people like him remembered, anyway. She continued to smile serenely at Jonas' back for a few moments longer before scooting back to her cot in the corner.

***Note***
Shuckle can learn TM 11, Sunny Day. Hence the warm tea.