Authors note:

Now, I know my loyal followers have been waiting patiently for an update on my 'Magi' story. And I thank you all SO SO SO much for your support. However, I have been so busy with work that I haven't had any time to think of any elaborate plan as to what will happen with Kokoa, and of course, the new face, Nanami. I'm at bit of a loss and suffering writer's block.

I've been spending some of my time playing Pokemon Soul Silver for the umteenth time. Hoping, that I would become enlightened with new ideas. But I've gotten none. Instead, I've developed a new vision of a new series. This is a slight drabble, so I hope the chapters are easier to update and it will be on-going, and importantly that you all take enjoyment in reading!

I have also developed a slight obsession with reading ReaderXRed recently. And I was inspired to come up with an OCxRed fiction of my own. Can you blame me? The character design gives him no justice on what he SHOULD look like. It's just my opinion. I'm sure other female fans share the same feelings. :)

I hope you enjoy this new series. Happy reading!

P.S.: I own nothing here! Ripley is mine.

P.S.S.: Also, there is some OCxEthan here. Probably a little more than the latter until the story progresses.

Ripley blinked, rapidly. She was staring at the small pokemon that stood before her.

It was a mistake. This was all a mistake.

She and her two friends since childhood, Ethan and Lyra, had been called into the town laboratory for a special task. Why it had to take three of them. Was beyond any of their knowledge. But, the Professor had mentioned, that it would be too dangerous to just venture alone. So, he was generous enough to allow each of them to borrow a pokemon of his. He left the choice of the three pokeballs that were before them on the trio.

Lyra felt she had no need for another pokemon for a while. She's be just fine with her Marill. Ethan and Ripley, however, had fires of passion blazing in their eyes as they gaze at the spheres that lay comfortably on the pedestal.

Ethan had picked a Totodile, much to Ripley's disappointment. That was her first choice! Oh well, a Cyndaquil was her second, and would serve just as well as a companion.

...

That's how it was supposed to be.

Now was the worst time that Lyra's Marill decided for a game of Hide n' Seek. The little blue mouse tugged at her trainer's pant leg of her overalls with an eager cry.

"Marill? No. This is no time for playing!," she said gently, ushering her pokemon off of her. Ethan was the next. He shrugged her off. Now it was Ripley's turn. With agitation, she nudged the girls leg with enough force in her tiny body to make her stumble right into the pedestal.

With a slight flail of her arms, Ripley managed to steady herself.

But with a price.

The three teens had watched in horror as one of the pokeballs fell to the floor after Ripley's elbow had made contact with it, bursting open in an instant as it hit the tile floor. There was a flash of red light, then a shape of a pokemon appeared. Which lead to the current situation the rookie trainer is in at this moment.

She kept blinking. This wasn't real.

The little green creature yawned, and shook itself a little with a small squeak. It opened it's eyes slowly, allowing them to adjust to the lighting before it's gaze fell on Ripley.

It's expression was almost as dumbfounded as her's. Red orbs stared into grey ones. Then within a moment or two, the pokemon smiled, and bounded over the the girl as if it had found it's mother. It happily rubbed itself against her leg with a cry of it's name.

"Chikorita?," she questioned.

Lyra had squealed in delight, Ethan had to plug his ears.

"It's so cute!"

"Yeah, want it?," Ripley replied, dejectedly.

Professor Elm had rubbed at his chin in thought. "It seems this pokemon has taken quite a shine to you."

Thank you for stating the obvious. We can always count on you.

Ripley had stared at the Chikorita for a long while as it proceeded to make itself comfortable around her. She had the urge to pick it up. And she did just that.

She held Chikorita out in arms length, just gazing at it for a long while. The pokemon reciprocated with a look of it's own, then let out a happy cry. Ripley ushered a smile, finally.

Well.. She had to admit. It was pretty 'effing adorable. Suppose this wouldn't be so bad.

Elm had smiled, then checked the time. He grew a little anxious. Frantically waving for the trio to pay attention to the matter at hand, now flustered.

"Oh! You three had better get going!"