The small 5 year old child looks up at the aging professor in question as thoughts run through his brain.
The old man starts going about with the lesson.
The small child raises his hand to ask a question.
The old professor sees this and calls to his request.
"Yes ash?"
The now named child lowers his hand and begins his questioning.
"I understand that pikachu is an electric type pokemon, but I would like to question. Is is possible to change the typing of Pokémon?"
A series of laughs, giggles and snorts echo around the small classroom.
" the only way for that to be possible would be if you find the mythical meadows, evolve the Pokémon or have an alolan variant of it."
The small child lowers his heat in embarrassment, trying to hide his face but to no avail.
The man continues on with the lesson on electric type Pokémon.
" electric type Pokémon are very strong, they are able to generate super strong electrical currents to attack people and fellow Pokémon with. Their are of course Pokémon who aren't affected by these currents of course, rock and ground types, which we will talk about later. There are Pokémon who are weak to these currents too, like water types, which we just talked about."
After a few minutes the old professor started to gather his materials and leave the small room, indicating that the class was over. A few parents flooding into the room, to gather their children.
The young boy looked around, trying to find one of his parents. But he couldn't find anyone. The young child let a sigh escape his lips as he made an attempt to push through the gathering of parents and children.
While walking the small child was suddenly stopped by a force, the speed of his movement forced the child to fall onto the floor.
" ow that hurt. Who did that?"
The person who the child bumped into looked down on him and realized something...
" oh it's none other than ashy-boy, the poke-crazy. What hole did you crawl out of?!"
The second child's friends started to laught at the comments.
"What, you take a bath of ego oil Gary."
The boy now named Gary scowled at the boy still sprawled out on the ground.He was about to make a remark but a hand reached out and grabbed his arm, dragging the brown haired boy away.
Ash slowly stood back up and started to leave the building.
Ash, now back in the wilderness of pallet town, took in a deep breath of fresh air before sprinting, a light blue-purple glowing mist started to boost his speed as he runs into the small forest ahead.
After a few minutes of running, ash goes barreling ahead, into a bearby lake, from tripping over a large tree root. The momentum boosted him forward, almost like a canon, into a stream.
Quickly standing up, the boy scared away several magikarp and goldeen. The boy looks around, quickly shaking his hair, water droplets shooting like missiles in all directions.
The boy treds his way to the other side of the lake, only to see a small brown fox like creature. Ash thought back to his studies to remember this creature.
"Eevee. Normal type. Abilities, run away, adaptability. Hidden ability, anticipation. Catch rate of 45. Gender ratio of 57.5 to 12.5.
Field egg group."
The fox Pokémon tilted its head cutely at the raven haired child.
The boy reached his hand out before asking," hi eevee! My names ash! I was wondering if you wanted to be my friend?"
The small Pokémon tilts its head before running towards its new friend. She ran up ashes arm and jumped on top of his head, slightly messing up his naturally messy head of hair.
The two friends ran towards their new future.