Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon
Ishiro and Haru were walking with Shutai on Ishiro's shoulder and Bunnelby on Haru's.
"Where do you think we should go first?", asked Haru.
"I've always wanted to go to Lumiose City.", said Ishiro.
"That sounds good. Hey, Ishi, have you decided what you want to do yet? I mean, there's a lot of choices."
"I haven't decided yet. But there is one thing I'm really considering. I'm thinking about helping a Nurse Joy out some day. I've always wanted to help Pokemon in need, and I think that this may be the ticket.", said Ishiro.
They arrived in Lumiose City, when suddenly, Bunnelby jumped off of Haru's shoulder, and started running with an angry look in her eyes.
"Woah, Bunnelby, come back!", cried Haru, as she ran after Bunnelby. Shutai and Ishiro quickly followed. When Bunnelby finally stopped, they saw why she had run off. Three mightyena had a small poochyena cornered in an alley. There were two females and one male. The male was a snot colored green. He just looked like a bully who thought he was a tough guy. The first female was a dark purple color. She looked cold and calculating. The last one was a blood red color, with the most angry look Shutai had ever seen on a pokemon. She had a large scar running from down the middle of her right ear, to the tip of her tail. She was blind in one eye from the scar. At first, Shutai thought that she was with the other two mightyena, but it seemed she wasn't. In fact, she was protecting the small Poochyena.
"You fiends stay away from my little brother, ya hear?", she said, growling.
"Ha, what's a lame mightyena like you gonna do if we don't?", said the one with the purple fur.
"Is that a new jerseyan accent? How cliche.", thought Shutai. Suddenly, he got a flashback of yesterday, when Turq had stuck up for him, like this mightyena was doing for her brother.
"Hey you thugs, why don't you leave them alone?", shouted Shutai.
"Oh yeah runt, you and what army?", asked the green one.
"THIS ONE!", replied Bunnelby.
She tapped her foot twice on the ground, and, by some miracle, no less than fifty Bunnelby showed up. They all looked mad.
"Hey, why are you messing with our Rosie?", asked an elderly brown Bunnelby.
"What's it to ya, Pops?", sneered the green one.
"I'll show ya, you little brat!"
The old bunnelby then ran up to the Mighyena and hit him with the strongest double slap anyone had ever seen.
"I get the picture, Gramps.", said the swirly-eyed, swaying Mightyena.
The two Mightyena ran off, but not before the purple one said "This isn't over. We'll get you some day!"
The old Bunnelby just chuckled.
"Thank you Daddy.", said the Bunnelby now deemed Rosie.
"No problem sweetie. Now, you continue on your adventure, you hear? Make us all proud."
All the other Bunnelby nodded in agreement. And so, the pokemon started to walk off, not even knowing that one certain human understood every word they just said.