The only sound in the small room was the steady dripping of water from the ceiling onto the puddle on the floor by Charlie's feet. The young Quilava was standing by himself in the room, looking over a small gold coin that he had found amongst the rocks. It didn't seem that interesting, but he kind of liked it. It was the only thing other than rocks and murky puddles in this entire cave system. He and his partner, an outgoing Riolu named Cammy, had traversed the entire place, but found nothing. As an exploration team, it was their job to explore places such as this cave here and find anything of interest, but the newly formed team had not been doing very well as of late. They registered as an official team at the beginning of last month, and they had very little to prove of it.
"Have you found anything?" Cammy's voice breaks the quiet as her footsteps make soft sounds as she walks into the same room that Charlie is in.
"Not really. I found this little coin, but I don't think that it's really worth anything." Charlie sighs and places the coin into the black Adventure bag that hangs off his shoulder and sits at his side.
"We can get it checked out when we get back to town. You never know. Maybe it will be worth something." With a shrug, Cammy motions for her friend to follow as she started to backtrack their way out.
Charlie follows. He always ended up following her, as Cammy tended to take the lead on things. She was smart, though, and managed to always figure something out when there was a problem. Therefore, she took charge often and Charlie didn't question or fight it.
As they walked out of the cave, they discussed dinner plans and what they're going to do next week and such. When they entered the small town of Elmport. The small town was home to a variety of small stores and filled with an abundance of extraordinary Pokemon. When they entered the old, rusty gates of the city, they were met with the cheerful face of two little Eevees.
"Did you guys find anything?" The smaller of the two asked, looking up at the team with wide, curious eyes.
"No," Charlie said, sorry to disappoint the brothers. They had been meeting Cammy and him at the end of every exploration, wanting them to bring back something amazing and cool. Unfortunately, they haven't been able to bring anything back.
"Maybe next time. C'mon, we gotta get back before Momma gets mad! It's gonna get dark!" And with that, the little brown fluffballs ran off, leaving Charlie to sigh with a frown.
"We are never going to find anything," he thought aloud.
"Yes we will! We are new at this! Just be patient." Cammy nudged her pessimistic friend as they walked.
After a few quiet minutes, they approached the small building in the middle of town that housed the Treasurer. The Treasurer was a proud Alakazam that every explorer in the area took their valuables too. He would tell the holder what the item was worth, and, in some cases, he would offer a trade or want to buy it himself. Today, Charlie and Cammy were hoping that he would tell them that there was some value to the coin that they had found in the cave. When they walked in, a little bell chimed at the top of the door and caused the yellow psychic to look up from the vase he was polishing.
"Hello, little explorers. You have something to show me?" He inquired as they approached the glass counter he was standing behind.
"Yeah. I found this coin today in the back of an old cave. Do you think that there is some worth to it?" Charlier reached into the bad and fished out the coin. Once it was placed onto the countertop, the Treasurer lifted it up with his psychic abilities and brought it close to his aging face.
He stared at it for a while, flipped it around and studied each side, and then returned it to the counter.
"I'm afraid not, Charlie. It seems that it is just a simple coin. It is rather neat, though. The design is interesting." And with that, he returned to his task of polishing the vase.
"Thank you anyways," Cammy said as she lead her friend outside. Charlie shoved the coin carelessly back into his bag.
"Well, I think that I am just going to go home," said the Quilava when they exited the building. "I'm tired."
"Okay," she agreed, and patted him on the back. "I'll see you tomorrow." She started to walk the opposite way that he was, as they lived on the different sides of town.