One day, Warszawa and Berlin were chasing each other around the yard. Suddenly, Berlin came up with a question.

Berlin - Warszawa, how come you don't have a tail?

Warszawa's face falls.

Berlin - You don't have to answer if you don't want to!

Warszawa puts on his playful face again

Warszawa - I don't! I'll race you to the forest and back!

The subject of tails quickly forgotten, the two resume their play. As the two go back in later for dinner, they find Abuja drowsing in front of the house after having once again cleaned out the fridge. His bushy tail is carelessly laid in front of the entrance. Warszawa, seeing it and once again being reminded, gives a little sigh and gives it a tug.

Abuja - Hm? Oh, sorry Warszawa!

Abuja reorients himself so as not to block the doorway, and Warszawa and Berlin enter. As they go in, they see Jan, Evelyn, Moskva, Warsaw, and London. Moskva beckons them to the table with her tail and Jan begins to wag her own.

Jan - Hello, Warszawa and Berlin! Its very good that you could join us!

Warszawa maintains a grin plastered on his face, although everything in him is feeling the exact opposite of pleasant.

Warszawa - Hey! Its good to be here!

Warszawa sits down next to London, and Berlin sits nearby. They eat dinner, but Warszawa cannot help but keep glancing at the tails of his housemates. The elegant, forked, almost prehensile tail that Moskva has. The strong, dolphin-like fin that London has. The perfectly groomed and faintly glowing tail that Jan has. The fluffy and incredibly cute tails that Evelyn and Berlin have. Even Warsaw's jagged lightning bolt tail draws his attention, but he always looks away before anyone notices. Warszawa stays at dinner until the end, and then excuses himself and runs outside faster than even Berlin can follow, so as to be alone. He wanders off into the woods to think.

Warszawa - Its all nothing. What good is a tail? I have four perfectly good legs to balance with; I don't need a tail! But... I wish... I wish I hadn't poked that Thunder stone that day...

A nearby Ratatta, who was hiding in the bushes, sensed that this apparently unhappy predator had already eaten, and it was okay to tentatively come out and comfort him.

Ratatta - Hey, you don't need to regret who you are! You should be happy for yourself for having made it this long! Not everyone has so good of a time with life. I mean, take my brother and sister. We were having an okay time, living as best we could, then, just yesterday, they didn't come back home. I thought maybe they had left for good, but when I tracked their scent a ways, I found two chewed up carcasses. And you know what? That's normal for me! But I don't think that's so normal for you. So you're actually very lucky that you're a big, strong Pokémon. Whether or not you have a tail is, as you said, irrelevant. It'd nothing more than a plaything for you. And you have more control of your surroundings without it.

Warszawa - Well... That makes sense. Thanks, uh... What should I call you?

Ratatta - I'm just a random Ratatta that lives around here. See ya...

The Ratatta absconds and Warszawa is, once again, alone. Consoled, he heads home, not feeling so badly about his situation.