Owl here. Yes, this is another one of my old pokemon stories, posted without one was writing I believe in fourth an fifth grade for me, a little side thing that I can post. PLEASE review!
It's morning. I feel the sun peek up around the curve of a hill. Its bright rays streak the room with a soft morning light.
In the light you can see my room. It is blue with large collections of shells lined up on the walls. From the middle on up is water floating above my head.
Suddenly I remember that today is my first day at the shop. I flip out of bed, grab some breakfast and dash outside.
My father's shop is one of the best in the pokémon market. It sells poffins (small cakes), fishing tools, shells, gemstones and common tools for everyday life. It is very popular, and I fear that if I'm too late, an angry crowd will be greeting me.
As I step into the shop Chimecho is there to greet me. She has probably been in the shop for hours this morning, and working here for years.
"Mijumaru, there you are! Ready for your first day on the job?" She says. She nearly hugs me, but after years of knowing her, I'm prepared.
With that, she pops behind the counter. On the counter she places an apron with a shell embroidered on it and a large-sized bag of shells.
"The uniform is for you to wear and the shells are for you to put away," Chimecho reported. "Hurry up we open soon!"
I slip on the apron and grab the shells. I run up the aisle, put the shells away, and look at the other aisles.
Though familiar, the aisles have a new look to them now. They seem to shine at my new authority. One has poffins, some have honey, and another has berries and the next, candy. One shelf has dozens of fishing rods. Some of the rods are colorful and some are just sticks and string. For a second I think about how wonderful it is to be in charge for once, and how much money I will get.
The final shelf is instantly my favorite. It is filled with shining crystals of many types and colors (No wonder my dad has so much money). Some are prisms that make odd colored rainbows in the air while some are misty inside. Just like fog. Some of the most expensive crystals are even sculpted to look like different pokemon and berries. On the shelf is a note in my father's handwriting,
Welcome to the crystal shelf! If you wish to purchase a crystal, please ask the worker at the front desk.
Signed manager
Darketi
"Mijumaru dear, time to open up!" rings Chimecho. "I have an appointment at the Serviper real estate building!"A bell goes off as she exits through the front door.
The only question I have now is how I am going to work, and help, hundreds of pokemon in the store today, and how am I going to do it all myself?