I love all of you who write reviews. I love opening my e-mail and seeing all of the messages from , or having the little pop up thing in the corner of my screen tell me "You have received a message from ". I love receiving them and reading them. It always brings me joy and inspiration to continue writing. I love getting them even more now that I changed the "You got a message" sound from that annoying "ding-ding" which was the default sound, to the first five seconds of "To Zanarkand". If you don't know that song, go listen to it, you're missing out. Then go play the game it came from, it's spectacular.
Anyway, today I'll be dog-sitting my grandparent's crazy Golden Labrodoodle. I plan on tiring her out in the first half hour, like I always do, which leaves me six hours to do anything, I'll probably be writing for most of that time. The last time I dog-sat for them it was an eight hour long job and I coloured pictures for school the entire time. That's the last time I procrastinate illustrating a children's book.
...What are these author's notes becoming, my personal blog? Sorry, on to the story. By the way, I love all of you who read all of that even more because you're willing to put up with me. =)
Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.
I finally managed to walk through a patch of grass without being attacked, oh joy! At the end of the large area of tall grass there was another bend in the road to the west, which I presumed would lead me south into another patch of grass.
Before I could round the corner, though, I glanced to my right to see a boy standing and looking at a tree. He was dressed the same as the other boys I had seen in the forest, but that didn't seem too unusual anymore.
"Hello," I called out to him.
The boy turned around and faced me, "Did you know that Pokémon evolve?"
"Yes, you should go talk to that other boy, Anthony, to the east of us," I commented, "He didn't seem to know that." I thought for a second, "Well, I guess you could tell Doug that too, his Pokémon could have evolved too, and his Kakuna had been captured."
This boy, Charlie, didn't seem too intent on conversation, throwing out a Pokéball, which contained a level 7 Metapod as soon as I had finished my sentence.
Deciding that Spearow had earned herself a rest I sent out Bulbasaur. Though he didn't have a move that was super effective on the Metapod I figured he could hold his own.
After three turns of Tackles from Bulbasaur and Hardens from Metapod I decided to try out a Leech Seed because I knew it would help to deplete Metapod's health.
Out of Bulbasaur's bulb on his back shot three seeds, which planted themselves around where the Metapod was sitting. They instantly grew into little plants.
Metapod used another Harden, then had some of its health taken by the Leech Seed, which finally dropped its health to the half way point.
It took three more Tackles, and two Leech Seed depletions to have Metapod faint, which took much longer than I would have liked. Luckily the battle caused Bulbasaur to grow to level 9.
Charlie sent out a Caterpie, which was at level 7. I switched out to Spearow.
It took only one Peck for the Caterpie to go crying back to his trainer, or rather faint and be returned to a Pokéball.
To finish the battle Charlie sent out another Metapod, identical to the first one he sent out. This one went down much more easily with Spearow fighting it. Two Pecks were all she needed to knock it out.
"You should take your own advice you know," I told Charlie after our battle, once he had given me the money it was customary to give your opponent if you lost.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked, sounding offended.
"I assume you didn't evolve Caterpies into the Metapods you have, since it seems that the only thing they're capable of is Harden. I think you caught both of them," I explained.
Charlie glared at me, "Shut up," he spat, "You don't even have an evolved Pokémon."
"Yes, but I'm still better than you are," I retorted as I continued to round the corner and take the grassy path south.
In the grass a level 4 Metapod attacked me, which was even stranger than the Kakuna earlier. Spearow had no problem one-hit KOing.
Another fork in the road presented itself to me, the last fork I hoped. I went southeast and picked up an item, which was another Potion, then went back and took the western fork, which led me north into another grassy patch.
A boy, Sammy, was standing in the middle of this grassy path, dressed the same as everyone else in the forest. He, of course, challenged me to a battle. He had only one Pokémon, a Weedle at level 9. I sent out Bulbasaur first, and then switched in to Spearow.
The Weedle used Poison Sting, but didn't manage to poison Spearow before I had the chance to attack it. Only two Pecks from Spearow finished it off.
Sammy handed me money, then I finally walked up to the end gate of Viridian Forest.
I sighed, "Finally! Hopefully the route on the other side of this house is short; I want to get to the Pokémon Center quickly." I yawned and looked up at the sky, noticing how dark it was before opening the door to the gatehouse.
I noticed this gatehouse had the same layout as the one at the beginning of the forest, two tables and eight trees. I talked to the three people in the house; none of them had anything interesting to say. I asked the boy in the yellow hat if the next route was long.
"The rest of Route 2?" he asked, "No, it isn't long, it'll only take you a few minutes to get to Pewter City through it."
"Great, thanks," I said, stifling a yawn before walking out of the little, one-roomed house.
The boy was right about the rest of Route 2, it only took three minutes to walk all of it and get into the city. I stopped as I entered the city, I could hear a conversation, though it sounded far away, and it sounded like two girls about my age.
"...won't...remember..." said one of the voices.
"I know...run...he...catch..." replied the other.
"...might...try..." the first voice said back.
Then I heard a scream, "ARTICUNO, HERE WE COME!" which was followed by what sounded like running on the cobblestones that lined the paths in this town.
"That was definitely Alicia," I thought, "Which would make the other person Ashley."
I ran over to the eastern corner of the city, which is where I figured the conversation took place. There I saw a boy standing at the edge of town, looking at two figures that were just barely far enough away to completely distinguish.
"What just happened?" I asked the boy, who looked very shocked.
"These two girls who didn't have the Boulder Badge just ran past me," he explained, "I didn't have any time to stop them."
I laughed, "I see," I managed between giggles.
The boy scowled at me, "Don't you try to sneak past me too."
"No, no I wouldn't do that," I said, "Besides; I need to sleep since it's getting late."
I turned away from the scene and walked back over to the Pokémon Center.
