Author Notes: Sen here for my first one shot in a looong time. So mako is probably really pissed at me for that...hehe anyways I do not own Pokemon. Here we go! Also any words that appear in [] means it's a 3rd POV narrator talking. Otherwise it's going to be in the main protagonist.

Mako: Also editing is being done by me.

? P.O.V

Finally the profs. introduction on pokemon info video ended. I cant wait to get to town soon so I can start my pokemon journey.

[Suddenly Our young hero felt a pain on his head as a box crashed to the floor, after of course landing on said head.]

Ow! Ok that hurt, I rubbed my head, feeling the bump coming through. I wonder what happened? A tap, two taps on the back door. "Honey are you ok?" A bright light shone through, blinding me. Mom opened the back door to the van, examining the packages. "Yes just got a lump on my head. What happened anyways?"

She pouts at the tires. "Oh a little skitty ran in front of the van. So I swerved to avoid it. But now one of the tires has popped. Could you go to Littleroot Town and get help? Here take a repel with you and be careful." Taking the repel from her fingers I reassure her. "No need to worry mom i got this."

Just as I started to run off, she stops me. "Honey that's the wrong way Littleroot Town is to the left." She says with a small frown, as I change directions.

"Ehe whoops. Thanks mom." i yell out as I run this time in the right direction. I'm so pumped, because after this I will soon get my first pokemon and start my journey. Then I hear yelling. "Someone help me please!" Following the sound in the distance. i turn to see a weird old guy in a tree with a poochyenya running around.

Barking and growling underneath him. He sighs in relief seeing me. "Please young man save me. There are pokeballs in my bag over there. Use them to help you."

Ooooh look a poochy~ It's soo cute. I couldn't stop myself. I ran up to it, picking it up, feeling its soft fur. It snuggled in my embrace. The guy hops down taking in the sight.

"Thanks kid for the assistance back there. You know with that skill at befriending pokemon you would make a great trainer. Why don't you come with me? My name is Professor Birch."

Aahhhh creepy old man! I take out my moms repel spray, nailing his eyes. He runs to the town, screaming and crying like a psycho. Hmm, now where is that mechanic? Oh wait. "Hey! Hey Mechanic guy I need your help!" He looks at me..."Whaddya need sonny? Can't you see I'm busy here?"

I explain the situation about my mom. He whistles. "Whoo boy, that ain't good kid. Tell ya what, get in my truck and I'll give ya a ride. There we can tow ya mama back to the garage." I agree getting into his car. "Oy! That ain't my truck!" I smile sheepishly...ehe whoops.

He taps on some old rusty machine. "This here is my baby girl~ Works as good as she did when I first bought her. Get in." I open the door. Buckling myself.

[Vabroom! shifting the car to drive, the pair make their way to the abandoned van, happening to pass a poor irritated professor. Still trying to get the sting out of his eye...]

To possibly, (if ever) be continued.

Author Notes {Sen}: i can't do this, it hurts too much! All praise goes to Mako the saint. I may do a part two to finish this but i doubt it...

Mako: He tried...and he did manage to get to 400 words before quitting. No flames for this one shot...he's been trying to get things done. So much for the one shot...