You rouse from a deep slumber, woken up by the smell of... breakfast? That's somewhat odd, no one else besides your Pokemon live with you. You put on your around-the-house threads to go see what's going on, only to see your Gallade making bacon, eggs, and toast wearing nothing but an apron... It took a bit, but he finally noticed you and pouted

Jeez, it's about time you got up! It's almost 9AM! Dumbass Master... I let myself out of my PokeBall to make you breakfast, so you better be grateful!