Pokemon Farm

By Parker1900

I was like a normal boy in the 30's just working on my parent's Eevee
breeding farm. We had no need to have anything else on our farm because rich
millionaires from all over the world came to our little farm in Pallet Town to
buy our specially bred Eevees for Pokemon battles. I really wasn't that into battling with them, I just liked grooming and taking care of them.

In the mornings I'd wake up at sunrise to feed all of the Eevees. We fed our
Eevees special Poke food made to help them grow. The Pokémon grew stronger, their attack power and speed improving all the time.

I'd give them all a bath about 3 times a week. It was a heavy duty job, but my five brothers helped me. We also took turns back to back all day long
walking them. It was fun to walk them because Pallet Town had a beautiful
pond I would pass by while walking them. It was also a chance to
connect with one of them. The only negative was after awhile your legs and
feet would begin to numb.

My religious mother donates most of the money we make to the homeless and to the missionaries. Because of her religion, she has never agreed with the concept of battling Pokémon, and prefers to sell them for money. I disagree. My parents tell me that Spike's growing well and is ready to be sold tomorrow night – I need help, and fast!

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Spike and I have had some good times in this past year. I'll start off
with when I first laid my gaze on him. It was the morning time and I awoke
and went outside to feed the Eevees and noticed the momma Eevee had had a litter
of baby Eevees during the night. I picked up and cradled one of the babies, and I decided I would name him Spike because he had abnormally spiky hair.

Then I had to go back and get the special baby Poke food from our
pantry. I fed him first after he was done eating and drinking his moo moo
milk he began licking my hand. Since then I've always taken him for extra
long walks, I've taken him fishing the times that I could, and I've also
given him extra treats. I wished it could just remain that way for the rest
of my child hood. I loved Spike with all my heart I knew there had to be away
to get the parents away from selling Spike.

I decided that I would have to run away - I just couldn't bare the pain of
losing Spike. Later that day, Spike, my brother Paul and I went on a walk
to the pond. The sky made a mellow yellowish glare on the pond, it looked
beautiful. Then I told Paul how much I loved Spike. I told Paul how it
isn't fair that mom and dad are going to sell him.

Then, Paul said, "I know just what you're going through sport. I remember
when I befriended Boots. It was hard on me when the parents sold him.
I remember begging and crying for momma to let me keep it but that never
worked."

"I'm just going to run away and never return!" I cried. He stayed silent, though nodded his head in agreement.

"Make the most of your childhood. Have the childhood that I never had," he said solemnly, looking into the clear water.

That night, I grabbed some money and set off. It was almost midnight, the full moon lighting up the night sky - my favorite nights normally.

We walked for a while, and suddenly, a flash of light shone around Spike. He began to change shape, growing more elegant by the second.

"Wow Spike, you evolved into Umbreon?" I exclaimed.

I hopped on his back and told him don't stop till we get to the Viridian City Pokemon Center. We'll rest there. He listened and started following the stars to get to
Viridian City. Stars were a good way of using direction. I felt the cool
spring air blazing at a fast pace past my skin. I felt free as I clung tightly to Spike's neck as we darted down the dirt path.