Hi there, I'm so excited for the new Pokémon game of Let's Go Eevee! I'm so excited that I decide to write a fanfiction of it. It won't be the exactly as the game but a crossover of the game series and anime itself.
Note: I don't own any of the characters nor Pokémon mention in the story except for the two trainers, Kelsey and Pual. Please Enjoy!
"Today's the day!" said Kelsey out loud to herself as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, taking one last look over.
She wore comfortable blue jean shorts that hung slightly over her kneecaps, a nicely lengthed white tank top that was slightly baggy, and a light black and white jacket hoodie; just in case of a sudden weather change. She tied her long, dark, brown hair back into a ponytail before placing her red and white pokéball cap onto her head as she continued to carefully observe herself in the mirror.
"Na, to much," she said quickly as she tossed the cap to the side. It landed onto a eighteen inch Lapras doll, sitting in the corner of her room; her favorite Pokémon. "This time I'm going to have the real thing," she said as she picked up the large plushy. Knocking over the cap once more, this time onto the floor. "One day, I'll set sail over the rivers of Johto and maybe work my way to across the seas to Hoenn. Possibly Unova first," she giggled to herself. Then her mind started to wander off, thinking about food that she saw on ad's and TV shows on the television screens and pokémon puff pastries magazines. Her mouth watered at the thought of every pastry she could think of. Soon her stomach started to rumble as well with hunger for some odd reason. Then she started to smell a sweet sensation in the air.
"Kelsey, breakfast!" called her mother from downstairs.
The hungry girl quickly grabbed her bag that sat at her computer desk and then rushed down the staircase. The smell of the sweet delacy grew stronger and stronger as she reached the bottom of the staircase and turned the corner into the living room/kitchen area of the small cottage house.
Sitting on the blue checkered table cloth was a plate of large, fluffy waffles topped with whipped cream and fresh sliced strawberries that was all glazed with strings of golden caramel color syrup on top.
"Happy birthday!," her mother cheered out as she hugged her only child. "Are you excited?" She asked Kelsey, as she gazed down at her with joy and a hint of worry in the her eyes. Seeing her only baby growing up so fast these past ten years and knowing when Kelsey was six years old, that her daughter would want to travel the world. Just like herself, when she was her age.
"You know it!" Kelsey beamed up at her mother, as she quickly sat herself at the table and started to devour the fluffy waffles. Almost like as if she hadn't eaten for days.
"Whoa, slow down there sweetheart," said her mother, as she sat herself at the opposite side from her daughter, "Your appointment with Professor Oak is not for few hours," she remind her.
Two weeks ago, they received a letter from the Professor approving the young girl to travel Kanto like every other children in the region before their tenth birthday.
"I know," she muffled between bites, before swallowing to continue talking; tempted to take another mouthful, "I also wanted to be the first one there so I could get a Squirtle or maybe a Bulbasaur," she said, scarfing another huge bite of her waffle.
She had not fully decided on which one of the three starters that she would choose. There was Bulbasaur, the ivy green grass type pokemon with a cute bulb on its back that blooms into a large, gorgeous, pink flower when it evolves. Or a squirtle, the blue water type turtle pokemon who would eventually evolve into a really hard cannon like pokémon that could take on anything in its path. And finally, charmander, the bright orange fire type pokemon, with a flame tail that flickers as its power and life source. The most common type to choose from for beginner trainers because of its final form: a flying fire breathing lizard, which oddly not a dragon type for some reason.
Kelsey also wanted one as well, but only if she made it up to the lab first before the other children came. Maybe, possibly, she could get her hands on one.
Her mother sighed, shaking her head with a slight smile on her face, "Alright," she said, "If you want to do that. Just don't choke on your food."
Kelsey chugged down her glass of milk after finishing the last piece of her waffle. "Don't worry mom," she said, wiping the milk-stash off with her arm, "I'm ten now, that's almost considered as an adult's age, and I can make my own choses in my life," she then jumped up onto her feet and rushed out the door, "See yeah mom," she called out, "And don't worry, I'll be right back once I get my starter!"
Her mom stood at the doorway, waving to her only child as she faded off into the distance of the Pallet Town village. Once her little baby girl was out of sight, a little twing pulled in her heart.
Kelsey ran down the street path to Professor Oak's laboratory. Her thoughts were somewhere in the clouds as she imagined the adventures she would have as she dashed across the pavement streets. She turned to the right street corners as she passed, not missing a single turn as she went. A few times she stopped to make sure she was going in the right direction. As she glanced up, she could see the huge windmill that sat over the tree tops and up the hill. This is it! She said to herself as she sped up her process.
She glanced down at her watch velcro on her wrist. Eight-forty six. Her smiled widen, "Just two more hours till I'm able to get my-Ooof!" Kelsey gasped and fell backwards to the hard sidewalk beneath her. The moment she made a quick turn from a tall brick wall, she whamed into something that pushed back with a good force.
"Watched it brat!" Yelled a voice.
Kelsey looked at the figured she bumped into. It was a tall dark hair boy, who seems to be her age, wearing a trainers inventory. His dark brown eyes stared down at her like a towering giant.
"Look where you are going!" He growled, shifting his large green book bag on his shoulder.
Embarrassed and also hot in the ears as she glared back up at him. What a jerk she thought as her eyes drift to the side of him. She noticed something orange hiding behind his leg.
As she gazed closely, leaning over to have a clear few of the little creature. It was scaly and had cute little bright blue eyes peeking around the boys leg as it's tiny little claws cling to his washout blue jeans. Then her eyes trace the creatures body down to the back of its long stubby tail, that has a flickering flame dancing upon it tip.
Kelsey's eyes widen seeing the orange Pokémon. "Oh my gosh," she squealed, "Is that a charmander!" she shift her legs underneath herself and stared in awe at the orange pokémon, "It's so cute!" she stretched out her hand, attempting to pet it. So this is what they look like up close.
The little charmander snuffed the tips of the little girls fingers. She could feel it's warm breath grazing her skin.
The dark hair boy scuffed and snapped his fingers, catching the fire pokemon's attention, "Come on Charmander, let's leave this dump," he shoved the Kelsey out of his way as he passed by her.
The Charmander obeyed it's master and followed closed behind him. But as it passed by, it would gazed up at her with the corner of its eyes and it's curved mouth rises higher and quickly bobbed its head down to her. Like it was actually smiling and greeting her.
"Wait," Kelsey called out, as staggered back onto her feet and chased after the boy. "Did you just got your Pokémon?" she asked, looking at the quite lizard.
The boy glared over his shoulder, looking annoyed and aggravated. "Yeah, so what? Wait a minute," he looked at the girl, "Oh I see, you are one of those newbie trainers who is running late,"
Kelsey looked confused, "Excuse me?" she squeaked, "What are you talking about?" She place her hands on her hips, "I'm actually early, see," she swinged her bag in front of her and pulled out a letter she gotten from the Professor, "I was supposed to be there at ten. I have about over a hour to get there," she pointed out on the letter.
The boy looked at the letter and burst into a chuckled, "Oh I see," he smirked, looking up at the her, "You didn't get the recent letter today, didn't you?" He watched as the girls face turn with shock. His smile widen, "The time was changed early at eight o'clock this morning," he was enjoying seeing the girls horror reaction to the news, "In fact, all the starter Pokémon were already handed out, so good luck on getting one," he toast the letter back to her, "It sucks to be you now," he laughed, as he continued on his pathed along with is starter, who seemed down and waved its little claw hand at her before fading in the distance.
Kelsey stood motionless as she watched the boy and his pokémon. Feeling her legs like they will give in any moment. That's it? Is this really happening?! She thought to herself, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. "No," she gripped the strap of her bag, "He is lying! That jerk! Idiot jerk!" She screamed out, turning on her heel and she rushed up the long path up to laboratory. "The Professor is not that irresponsible," she stuffed the letter back into her bag as she continued speeding up the hill, "What a jerk!" She thought about the boy, smuggling at her with his stupid smudged face, "Heck, he didn't even say sorry or excuse me!" she ran faster on the payment, "I'll show him! I'll show that jerk!"
As Kelsey reached the laboratory, she found the place locked and closed and even a piece of paper taped to the door:
Dear Young Trainers,
It seems I have had some difficulties with the schedule and the amount of Pokémon I should have provided. I apologize for the inconvenience and hope you come back tomorrow, same time as originally scheduled.
Sincerely,
Samuel Oak
Kelsey felt her spirit broke inside her as she read the letter. She even felt the point of crying again. "This is not far!" she whimpered, "I waited for this moment and now I just wasted my time," she grabbed the paper and crumpled it up. "I'm going to get a Pokémon, even if it's just a stupid Rattata," she stormed around the building, "There has to be a Pokémon, I don't care if I don't get a squirtle or a bulbasure nor even a cute little charmander!"
She started to think about the charmander she saw. It was so sweet and kind. Unlike its trainer who seems not too kind, not even to his own pokemon. I hope that little charmander is doing okay….
As she turned the next corner behind the large laboratory, she stopped in her tracks. Before her, was a old pepper hair man wearing a long white lab coat. Along with three budgy light brown bird pokémon, pidgies, fly around him with grace at the open field of tall grass that the old gentleman stood. The dark green blades of grass was high enough to reached the old man's knees.
When the Pidgies notice Kelsey's presence, they flew away. Like any other creature startled creatures.
The old man turn and noticed her as well, "Oh hello there," he smiled warmly at her, "I'm Professor Oak," he introduced himself, "You must be Kelsey Mize, I assumed you got my note on the door," pointing out the the crumbled paper that she still had in her hand.
Kelsey nodded, feeling nervous now facing the old professor himself. "Y-y-yeah," she stuttered, "I-I-I ran into one of trainers who received a Charmander from you on my way here. Is it true?" she looked at the old Professor, "That you don't have any more Pokémon to give?"
"Well," the old Professor pondered, "I do have one left but I was hoping to find one more before offering them to the both of you," his voice slightly trailed off as he looked around the tall grassy field, like he had lost something.
Kelsey cocked her head to the side, "The both of us?" she mumbled, "So there is another person as well?"
The Professor nodded, "Yes, one of my grandson, who I apparently forgot his name," he sheepishly laughed as he bend over and part the tall grass. "I think it was Blue?" he stood up straight, rubbing his smooth square chin with his two fingers and thumb, "No it can't be," he mutter to himself, "He already got his Pokémon last year... was it Trace? Yeah that's his name, Trace!" he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "What a sweet young man he is," he ranted on, "Just wish he was more on time like his brother and his brother was more kind like him," he laughed, still rambling on about his grandsons.
Wow, Kelsey thought, No wonder, he is so unorganized…. She stood there for a while, listing to the old man's consent blabbering. She nod her head a few times, waiting for the old professor to finish talking. But when he finished one topic, he quickly moved onto the next and so on. Until Kelsey's feet start to get sore from all the standing. She started to switch feet and even lean agents the laboratories wall for some support.
"You know, there is this nice bakery you need to go to before you go out on your journey," the old professor smiled, "They make delicious muffins!"
"Right, okay then..." Kelsey interrupts him before his rambling continued on, "But do you happen to have a Pokémon I can have now?" she asked, "I don't want to go home empty,"
The old Professor looked at her, "Uhm, impassioned I see," he chucked, "Very well, but first, come over here," he said, benking her to come forward with his index finger towards into the tall grass with him. The moment she stood before him, he carefully observed her. "Tell me," he asked, with a serious tone now, "What do you want to become in your journey?" still keeping his eyes on her.
Up close, Kelsey could see his age. The sagging wrinkles on his old high energy face and the bushy pepper color eyebrows. His hair swoosh parted to one side, possibly to hide a ball spot she thought. He even smelled nice, like wood chippings and coffee. Making her relax and comfortable around him.
She was drawn back by the question. Is this some type of test? She thought, again, starting to feel nervous.
The Professor lighten up with a smile, "Don't worry dear," he chuckled, "There is no right nor wrong answers. Just an honest answer,"
She stated to relax a little, "Well…," she stammered, "I always wanted to travel the world… just like my mom did when she was my age," she answered. The old professor nod his head and encourage her to tell more. "She told me stories, when I was very little, of her grand adventures. Collecting badges, entering contest, and even battle agents the champion! I…. I just want to be just like her…" she looked away embarrass, "In truth… I also want to meet new pokemon that I never seen nor heard before. New ones randomly popping up and discovered everyday and other regions to learn and explore. I… I…. I do kind of want to be a pokemon Professor myself too…. But I heard there is a rumor that my last name needs to be a tree to become one…"
A smile formed across his face, "Is that so?" he laughed, "Who thought up of that idea?"
"Well do you know any other professors that don't have a name after a type of tree?" she asked.
Professor Oak open his mouth, then close it but quickly reopen it again before chuckled in a tickling laugh, "Well dear, how should I know? I barely could remember my grandchildrens names," it even made Kelsey giggled along. "Now then," the Professor Oak continued, "Can you help me find a special pokémon for me?" He asked her, watching the preteen's eyes widen with shock and excitement.
"Really!" Kelsey squealed, "Is it some type of rear pokémon, like a legendary!?"
"Not exactly," said the Professor, "But it is rear. One of my helpers walked across one recently and I want to see it myself. Possibly observed it," he then sighed as he was about to head to the laboratory to the other direction, "Oh well, maybe it had-"
Suddenly, there was wrestling in the tall thick grass. It zipped throw pass around the old Professor's legs. Kelsey caught a glimpse of the creature.
White and grayish fur. A fluffy tail and long ears.
Professor Oak quickly acted when he saw it as well, "Ah, there you are!" He chuckled as he quickly shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small red and white pokéball. With a swish of his wrist, he press the button and toast the ball at the creature.
Just at the moment the pokéball touched its side, a bright red light formed around it. Pulling the small creature into the capital as it dissolved into the red beam. The ball wiggled back and forth till suddenly there was a load chiming sound as the pokéball clicked.
"Caught it," chimed Professor Oak, as he went and pick up the pokéball and stuffed it into his lab coat.
Kelsey stood motionless, until the old professor turn to her. "Now we need to wait for my grandson," he said, heading towards the laboratory. "Are you coming?" he asked her, having a little smile on his face.
The young girl still confuse, "F-f-for what?" she stuttered.
"For your first starter, dear child,"
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, if you see some errors that I may have miss, you are fine to point them out and I'll see if I can fix them when I can. Thank you so much and I'll see you at the next chapter "One Step at a Time".