Chapter 2
On the Beach at Dusk.
I groaned a little bit, shifted position, and opened my eyes. I sat up, shook the sand from my clothes, and looked around. I was on a small beach, and it was evening. The sun bounced off the waves in an absolutely beautiful way. I looked over to my right. There was a very small Mudkip at the end of the beach. It hadn't seemed to notice me yet, so I just stayed where I was.
It was only about a minute before it turned my way. It made a strange chirping noise, then walked slowly toward me. I gently held out my hand and let the Mudkip sniff it.
"Want some chocolate?" I asked quietly. I reached into my front pocket and pulled out a king-sized bar. I opened the package and broke off a piece. The Mudkip reached up with its tiny webbed paw and took it. He nibbled it at first, then finished it off quickly. He jumped up into my lap and reached up for more. I only broke off one more piece for him, then I put the package back in my pocket.
The Mudkip pawed at my pocket, then looked back up at me. It was then that I noticed something. He had a pretty little rock attached to a piece of string around his neck. It had a carved design on one side, making an intricate pattern. I gently touched the charm with my finger-nail, but then something caught my attention. I looked up and saw a Zubat and a Koffing coming towards us. I stood up, reached into my bag and pulled out my handy-dandy can of...
Repel- a very pungent Pokemon repelant. The Zubat and Koffing stopped with surprised expressions on their faces. "Don't get any closer," I whispered. I knew that they couldn't understand me, but maybe they could smell the residue on the outside of the can...
They both backed off, then skedaddled. I looked back down at the Mudkip. He was smiling- well, as much as a Mudkip can smile. I think that their jaws prevent them from smiling all the way.
That's when I noticed something. Grovyle was not on the beach. I remembered that he had kind of drifted away during the trip through time. I would have to find him later. No, not later. Soon.
Anyway, the Mudkip started to talk in his cute little voice. "Mudkip! Mud-kip kip!" and with that he grabbed the bottom of my pants and started tugging. I stood up and followed him.