Mmm. Crab apples. Don't they look good? Sitting on the branch, all red and nice, ready to be picked and ripe enough to eat.
Ivysaur licked her lips as she tried to stand on her hind legs. Unfortunately, it was a bit of a feat since Ivysaur was just becoming used to her new weight distribution from evolution. She extended her vines upward to reach for the apple but it was just barely out of reach. Raticate! And she couldn't even risk using Razor Leaf for risk of damaging the tree. Venusaur wouldn't allow it.
Ivysaur looked around and saw the young Bulbasaur contentedly dining on flowers, seeds and low-growing fruits like raspberries. Ivysaur wouldn't settle for prickly raspberry bushes. She wanted her crab apples and she wanted them now! Suddenly, a small vine tickled her foot and sent her stumbling back slightly. A young Bulbasaur was trying to get at a walnut under her feet. Contentedly and like a pro, the young Bulbasaur grabbed the walnut, cracked it against the tree and popped it open. Bulbasaur ate it and then prepared to walk off in search of more.
Ivysaur then had an idea. She picked up the Bulbasaur.
"Bulba?"
"Saur. Saur."
Bulbasaur seemed to think about it then nodded. Ivysaur balanced herself and stood up on her hind legs against the tree, extending her vines and putting the Bulbasaur up high enough to grab the apples with his vines. Bulbasaur grinned and poked some apples with his vines before plucking some from the branch and eating them. He continued to feast above ground and Ivysaur was getting impatient.
"Saur! Saur!"
Bulbasaur smirked, stuffed his face with more then used his vines to break free of Ivysaur's. Then he ran down her back and away. Ivysaur growled indignantly. There was that idea gone and still no crab apples. Ivysaur sighed. She did the same thing to other Ivysaur before she evolved. She should've expected it.
She looked back up to the tree and shook her vines. Now came the question of whether or not she wanted to be a Venusaur. Venusaur are big, strong and have very long vines. She'd be able to reach the crab apples as a Venusaur. No problem! Even if she couldn't, as a towering muscular plant, she'd be able to uproot the whole tree and eat as many crab apples as her heart desired. Not only that... but she would also be able to manipulate nature in a way that no other Pokémon could. So no other Venusaur could complain about the damage if she was the first to volunteer to fix it.
But then came the flip side... as a Venusaur, she wouldn't be very fast. If a predator should attack, the Bulbasaur and Ivysaur are capable of running. Venusaur have to stand and fight for their lives. Ivysaur could also learn attacks quicker and continue to perfect moves that require some level of agility. Last thing to consider was that Ivysaur had just recently evolved. She already had to get used to her new distribution of weight. She considered feeling the need to crumble if she tried evolving now... since being an Ivysaur was already proving to be a difficult task.
She looked up at the tree one more time and sighed. She'd be a Venusaur someday and she looked forward to it. But right now, she wasn't ready to show the kind of courage one needs to be such a Pokémon. And to evolve for a couple of crab apples seemed wrong too.
Ivysaur lay down on the ground and relaxed. She didn't want to eat the raspberries or stupid seeds and yucky flowers that smelled nice but tasted like something had...
"BULBA!"
Hey. What was that?
Ivysaur perked up and looked around for the source of the noise. She saw a Bulbasaur flying towards her crab apple tree and with a full on hit, it knocked down a bunch of crab apples. Of course, this resulted in a few landing on poor Ivysaur. She stood up and growled before turning and seeing that another Ivysaur had flung the Bulbasaur that had bothered her previously.
"Ivysaur-Saur. Ivy-Ivy-Saur."
Ivysaur smirked. Turns out she wasn't the only one who wanted a couple of tree sweets and the young Bulbasaur had been picking on them all. Oh well. The crab apples were now accessable to everyone and Bulbasaur got a free flying lesson. Justice had been served.
"Ivy... Saur."
The young male Ivysaur nodded and joined her for the feast. Forget Bulbasaur and Venusaur. Ivysaur may be a bit smaller and physically weaker than Venusaur and a bit slower and less flexable than Bulbasaur but they were big and strong enough to be Bulbasaur bullies and potential enemy fighters as well as fast enough to run if need-be.
Being an Ivysaur isn't easy... but that doesn't mean it's not fun! Look forward to evolution but enjoy your place in life while it lasts.