A Hello12 Original Story
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Davey, being a young Pokemon trainer who was attending the Pokemon Academy – was on his way to his class. Walking alongside Davey was his partner Pokemon Growlithe. Davey and Growlithe were very close and it was very hard to tear them apart. The young boy who headed a faded haircut, that was cold black, had tan brown skin and was wearing a V-neck. As he was walking down the hallway, along with his Pokemon, the crowded was busy and noisy, since it was filled with students and their Pokemon, who were also on their way to their respective classrooms. He decided to change up his appearance a bit.
"Class time, class time. Gotta go to class." He sang as he was singing while running down the road of the street. The young boy was also wearing a necklace, which was also his pokedex. Davey was excited to be going to school, since he was one of the few kids who liked going to school, instead of trying to avoid it.
Growlithe however, was sluggish and didn't feel like moving at all. The fire type Pokemon was quite lazy and hated doing things where he had to move. "Growl, growl." The Pokemon sighed as he was moving around in a sluggish way.
The young boy, however, was not going to have any of this. As his body becomes surrounded in fiery flames, he balled up his fists and turned around. He gave his Pokemon a menacing look of fear, giving the pokemon a huge warning sign.
"Don't you ruin this for me, Growlithe. I have never been late, and I don't plan on ever being late." He explained to his Pokemon, who was his partner.
Davey received Growlithe from his father, on his tenth birthday party. Ever since that day, the young boy and the fire type Pokemon have been buddy since and were very inseparable. However, they had their differences, as the two of them have different personalities, which often clashed.
The fire type sighed, as it was lying on the ground. "Growl, growl, growl, growl, growl." The fire type pokemon ranted, as he was trying to explain to the young boy that he didn't want to get up and just wanted to be lazy.
The boy growls. "I'm tired of this."
"Growl, growl." The fire type pokemon snored, as he feels asleep.
Davey growled again. "Desperate times calls for desperate measures." He said to himself, as he slowly began thinking.
Davey, leaving Growlithe alone for a bit, walked up to his classmate Drama who was reading a book. Sitting in Drama's lap was her partner pokemon, Litwick. "Litwick, lit." The fire type pokemon playfully cheered as it was trying to get play on the pages of the book.
"Now, now, now, Litwick." The girl said. "You can't play with my book."
"HEY DRAMA!" Davey said coming out of nowhere and scaring the poor innocent girl, causing Drama to shake and jump.
"AHH!" She screamed.
"Litwick, lit." The pokemon was scared too.
"Don't scare me like that." Drama said in a shy and soft spoken voice. "I get frightened really easily." She explained to the boy.
"Sorry, but I need your help."
"With what?"
"Growlithe has been pretty lazy lately."
"Lately? When isn't that mut ever lazy."
"True point." He rekindled. "But today, he's doesn't want to get up and go to school. That's why I need Litwick's psychic attack to help me move him." He explained.
"As much as I would like to help," Drama started. "But Litwick has issues using its psychic powers."
"Oh yeah. Forgot about that detail." He sighed.
Davey walked down the street, as his Metapod was in his backpack. Metapod turned around and looked at Orion, Forrest and Stevie, as Orion's Litten was right next to him. The three boys and Litten looked at Davey's Metapod and waved at it, however the bug type Pokemon gave them a blank, expressionless creepy look, causing the boys to be creeped out.
"How can I get Growlithe to move?"
"Put it in a Pokeball." Scarlet said, in a sarcastic tone of voice, as she was walking behind Davey.
"What would be a good way to get Growlithe to move." He wondered to himself, trying to come up with an idea.
"Put it in a Pokeball." Scarlet said again.
"That's a good idea! Girl from my class who is creepy walking behind me, because the plot demands that I need a reason to hurry up and end this chapter." Davey monologued, for a really time, as he ran off.
Davey saw his Growlithe still asleep. Davey grinned at his Pokemon, as he grabbed his Pokeball and pointed it at Growlithe. "Growlithe, it's time for you to return."
A red light comes out of the Pokeball and Growlithe is returned into the Pokeball. "Haha. Plot resolved."
