I stood still and in awe, seeing my Pokemon, Oshawott, lying face first on the floor. My heart pound fast and hard against my chest as the anticipation in me is boiling to know if Oshawott can still battle. Is this it for me? Am I about to lose my first battle with my first Pokemon? I thought to myself. I waited for a while before I spoke. "Did he faint?"
Cheren observed my Pokemon for a moment. "Hmm, I beg to differ." As soon as he said that, I heard my Oshawott grunting as he started getting up. He got up pretty slowly, though he stagger for a bit, but he stood up tall while he pant. "Well, seems like he still has some fighting spirit left in him. Some Pokemon he is." Cheren complimented.
I smiled at my Oshawott. He seems very determine, like me when it comes to battling. I adjusted my hat down a bit before I make my last move. I am no lt going to back down on this, I must keep going! "Alright, Bianca. I hope you are ready because I am going this really quick! I hope you are ready Oshawott." I said, seeing Oshawott bracing himself.
"Brace yourself, Tepig. We will end this battle with just one more move! Let's see who wins, Crymson!" Bianca adjusted her hat, and her Tepig bracing himself as well. As a few seconds past by, we thrust out arms out together with a command. "Tackle!" Our Pokemon ran towards each other, directly hit against each other. The two knocked back to their sides. "Oh no!" We both said again. Everything went quiet while our Pokemon lie flat on the floor, then started standing up while wincing in pain and breathing heavily.
"Great job, Tepig!" Bianca said. "Oshawott is almost out, so lets take him down with Tackle!" Her Tepig only took a step forward as he was about to charge at Oshawott, but he happened to spot. He winced for a moment until he fell down, showing swirl patterns on his eyes. "Tepig!" Bianca walked to her Pokemon, now notice that Tepig fainted.
"Hmm, I guess Bianca's Tepig is unable to battle. Seems like Crymson and Oshawott are the victors." Cheren said, adjusting his glasses again. He turned to me with a slight smile. "Amazing job, Crymson."
"I agree. But regardless of the Pokemon, they really did their best. Right, Tepig?" Bianca said to her Pokemon, which in return got a little nod in agreement before turning to me. "But, phew, Crymson! You sure are going to one heck of a trainer. Of course, that's how I feel anyway." Bianca laughed.
"Thank you, Bianca. And honestly, that was a great Pokemon battle. Our Pokemon really did gave it their all until the end. Heck, they didn't seem to be in much of a wreck at all." I said, laughing. I looked through the corner of my eye to see Cheren crossing his arms across his chest. I raised an eyebrow. "What's the matter, Cheren?"
"I wouldn't say the same to your room, though, Crymson." He eyed me, adjusting his glasses. "Apparently during the battle, both of you seem are now a bit oblivious about what your Pokemon was causing."
Bianca looked at Cheren as she picked up her Tepig. "Huh? What do you mean, Cheren. Look, our Pokemon didn't have a single scratch!" Bianca protested.
Cheren glared at her and raised a hand out. "Why don't you look around and see what a disaster Crymson's bedroom is!" As soon as he said that, me and Bianca looked everywhere around my room. My bed is messy, my knickknacks are on the ground, flat screen TV is tipped down, papers everywhere and just one vase broken. My what a huge mess! Me and Bianca stared back at each other.
"WHOA!" We said, but didn't pay attention to Cheren falling down. Bianca stood up, still holding her Tepig. "Wow! Our Pokemon are so mind-blowing! And to think they are this small, they made such a huge mess!" She looked at Tepig for a second, looked back up and surveyed my room. "But then again, sorry about room." She really does seem apologetic about messing up the room. I just smiled, which I accepted her apology.
Cheren stood up and readjusted his glasses and clothes, and looked at Bianca. "Well, seems like there is nothing to be done with you, is there. But," Cheren grabbed his backpack and took out a Potion, then walked to Bianca. "Your Tepig needs healing." He sprayed the Potion on Tepig, regaining his energy back to full. He turned around and went to me. "Of course, Crymson's Oshawott needs healing as well." He sprayed some on my Pokemon. Well, I wish I would've used my prize-winning hand grown Sitrus Berries, I'll let it slide for now. Me and Cheren noticed Bianca bounding.
"Hey, guys! I know, how about you two have a Pokemon battle. Now that Crymson fights like a pro, you won't be able to make the same screw up as I did!" Bianca smiled. Wait, me? A pro? I thought. Well, I have been a pro in Pokemon battles, just not in my room. But aside from that, a battle with Cheren doesn't sound like a bad idea.
"W-well, of course..." Cheren said, adjusting his glasses. "And on top of my knowledge, I won't have to worry about messing up Crymson's room. And most importantly, only the two of you battling and enjoying it wouldn't be fair at all." He turned to me and raised his hand up, pointing at me. "So...I challenged you for my first battle." His Snivy went in front of him. "Alright, Snivy. Time to show them your power!"
"Alright, you're on!" I said. But for some reason, I have this funny feeling that I won't like battling Cheren from here on out. I get to my battle pose. "Oshawott, let's go!" My Pokemon stood opposed to Cheren's Snivy. "Oshawott, use tackle, now!" Oshawott ran to Snivy and rammed him down. But this time, his Snivy didn't went flying towards anything around us. Just backflip back on the floor, a foot away from Cheren. Well, at least Oshawott is more careful than before.
Cheren adjusted his glasses. "Finally...I have become a full-fledged Trainer...It all starts here! Snivy, Tackle!" His Snivy stood up and rammed my Oshawott down in front of me. I really don't like the look of this, not one bit. Cheren's pride in himself becoming a Pokemon Trainer is overwhelming. But I am not going to let that get in the way of me.
"Well, then. I guess I will take this battle up a notch. Oshawott, tackle again!" My Oshawott got up again as he ran and rammed Snivy down, knocking him onto the floor. Wow, that must've been a critical hit! "Awesome, we sure got this, Oshawott!" I cheered, as well as my Pokemon.
"Hmph, this battle is not over yet. This is the moment I've studied for! Snivy, Tackle at full power!" Cheren commanded as his Pokemon got up and rammed my Pokemon down. Darn, that mightn't of been a critical hit as well. Cheren adjusted his glasses. "I shall be the victor here..." He paused and looked at Oshawott. "Or so I begged to differ again."
I saw my Oshawott starting to stand up slowly, and glared at his opponent, Snivy, with intensifying anger. I smiled and tipped my hat down as I made a command for my Oshawott. "Alright, Oshawott, time to end this battle! Full power Tackle!" My Pokemon staggered, but as exhausted as he is, he fell down. "Oshawott!" I walked and knelt to my Pokemon, which is now fainted.
"Hmph," Cheren spoke. "This excitement inside of me, I don't know what this feeling is, but..." I can see a glare on his glasses as he raised his head. "I've finally became a Trainer." He said, raising his fist. He looked around my room and eyed me. "And yet, I suppose we should apologize to your mom for the condition your room is at now. Cheren turned to look at Bianca for an agreement.
"Yeah, me too. I should-be been more careful at the start. Let's go apologizes, Cheren." As soon as Bianca turned to walk over to the stairs, we all saw my mom coming up with my basket of clean laundry. Bianca flustered for a bit before bowing. "E-erm...w-we're sorry for the mess we made. We will clean it up for you."
Cheren adjusted his glasses. "It was, apparently, our carelessness that got the better of us. We will make sure the room is spotless in no time." He bowed along with Bianca. "If you are angry with us, we will take the punishment."
"Mad? Oh heaven's, no worries. I understand that it is your first time in a Pokemon battle. It is always messy at first." All of us sigh in relief after what my mom replied. "I bet you three were having a Pokemon battle, I suppose." The three of us nodded yes. "Well, no worries. I will clean it up later. At least it'll give me something to do. That reminds me, you better be heading off the lab now." Our head shot up. I was the one that made a face palm. Darn, we haven't got to the lab yet.
"Oh yes, ma'am! Thank you for reminding us. I guess we should head over the lab, guys. I will be waiting over there. See ya." Cheren said, returning his Snivy to its Poke Ball before making his way down the stairs.
"Cheren is right. But first I have to head back home for a moment to get a few more things for the journey. I'll meet you and Cheren at the lab, Crymson." Bianca said. She waved at me and turned to my mom for another bow. "Thank you, Crymson's mom." She lifted herself up, took her Tepig and went downstairs. In the corner of my eye, my mom came to me.
"Crymson," She began. "I bet that Pokemon battle in your room was as lively as ever. Surely it is the first time battling in your room, but it's just like your time back in the Kanto region when you first started." She beamed a smile at me. "Ah, how I remembered the days when I was a Trainer." She was quiet for a moment. "Well, I think you better finish getting ready before you head up to meet the professor at the lab. Make sure to give your Pokemon one of your Sitrus Berries." She set my laundry basket down beside my drawers. "I will be downstairs once you got yourself ready." My mom walked down to the living room.
"Osha, Oshawott..." I turned to see my Pokemon straightening up my sheets on my bed. He struggled a bit trying ro pull a corner down, but fell down to the floor. Well, I guess this new journey with him will be enjoyable. I walked up to my Sitrus Berry plant that is sitting next to my window and plucked out a good-sized berry for Oshawott. I walked over to Oshawott and knelt with the Sitrus Berry shown on my hand to him.
"Hey, Oshawott. We better be heading towards the lab. Cheren and Bianca are waiting for us there. Here is my prize-winning hand grown Sitrus Berry. It'll give you a good boost of energy." I said. My Oshawott got up and took the Sitrus Berry off of my hand, examining it. He took a tiny bite and beamed a smile, then took a few more bites. I went to go open my top drawer to get my gloves. "Now where is my- ah!" I found my signature red sash on top of the laundry. My mom always know I never leave a journey without my sash. I slipped my arms through my gloves and tied my sash around my waist. My Oshawott came to my side and jumped on my shoulder. "Alright, let's head out!" I grabbed my backpack before descending down the stairs. I made my way towards to door when I felt a hand touched my shoulder. I turned to see my mom.
"I hope you are not leaving the house without your Xtransciever." My mom said, holding what it looks like a very high-tech watch with black and red on it. I grabbed it and adjust the strap to my left wrist to fit exactly around it. "Better head on to the lab. I bet your friends are waiting for you."
"I know, mom. Thanks." I gave her one last hug. "See ya!" I turned the knob on the door and walked my way outside, shutting the door behind me. I noticed Cheren is waiting for me with his Snivy by his right foot, tapping impatiently. I walked up to him. "Hey, Cheren. Shouldn't you be at the lab by now?" I asked him.
"Well, I noticed that Bianca has been at her home for a while. And I wanted you to make sure she is okay and ready." Cheren said. I nodded, letting him know I will check up on her. "Okay, I will be waiting by the lab entrance." Cheren waved as he made his way to the lab with his Snivy walking behind him.
"Alright, Oshawott." I said to my Pokemon with my first up halfway. "Let's go check up on Bianca. She should he done by now!" I said, now walking down the dirt pathway. Along the way, a soft, gentle breeze swept through the air as brown and orange leaves fluttered and bird Pokemon flying south. I made it to Bianca's home as I opened the door.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" The booming voice of Bianca's father rattled the ground that it made me fall down, along with Oshawott.