"Hmmmmm..." Davin mumbled as he laid flat on his stomach while looking through some bushes. "How long is it going to take for a Pokemon to show up?"

"Bibarel." His latest addition to his team was right beside him in the same position.

Davin had slathered some of the Honey that Gardenia gave him on one of the honey trees on Route 208 and was waiting for a Pokemon to appear so that he could catch it, which is why he had sent out Bibarel.

"Come on... at least one Pokemon should've picked up the scent by now. Where are they?" At that moment, a rustle from the bushes near the tree could be heard. "Finally!" he said in a whisper. A yellow fox-like head poked out of the bushes, soon followed by a body of the same color with what looked like light brown armor on the upper part of ts body. It curiously went up to the Honey and slowly began to lick it.

Davin took out the Pokedex. "Abra, the Psi Pokemon. Abra avoids danger by using teleportation. It sleeps 18 hours a day due to its psychic abilities having a strain on its brain."

"Awesome!" Davin said before turning to his Pokemon. "Now when I give the signal, you jump out and attack, okay?"

"Bib!" It nodded with a grin.

The trainer turned his gaze back to Abra as it was licking. "On three," He said as he lifted his right hand up. "One... two... THREE!" At the call, Bibarel dashed out of the bushes and slammed into Abra while it was distracted, causing the Psi Pokemon to skid backwards.

"Good job, Cobet! Now, use Hyper Fang!" Bibarel opened its mouth and lunged forward, but Abra suddenly glowed and faded away, causing the beaver to turn its head around to see that Abra teleported behind it. The psychic Pokemon then charged its fist with a green energy and went towards Cobet while yellow streaks were spiraling around the energy. "Use Superpower!"

"Barel!" Its body became outlined in red and it attempted to deliver a punch of its own, then Abra teleported again and pulled a sneak attack from Cobet's right with its attack.

"Aw, man! How are we supposed to hit it when it won't stay in one place?!" Davin complained to himself, when suddenly he got an idea. "Cobet, use Surf and surround the area with water!"

The Pokemon raised its arms up as water began to swirl around its body. Abra saw this and immediately teleported, but as soon as it reappeared near Cobet's left, it was splashed by the Beaver Pokremon's technique as the perimeter around them was flooded.

"Alright, use Hyper Fang!" Cobet went over to Abra and bit around its abdomen. It attempted to teleport, but Davin quickly ordered Superpower as a follow up and it was knocked into the honey tree.

"Now let's end this with Hyper Beam!" Bibarel gathered energy into its mouth and launched a beam of orange energy at its adversary, who suffered the hit because it was too weakened to teleport away, and slumped over on the tree's bark.

Davin readied a Poke ball as he thought, "I've never caught more than one Pokemon while I've already had six with me. I guess it's time to find out what happens when I do. Poke ball, go!"

The sphere sucked Abra in when it touched it. The red light on the button flashed as it wiggled frequently with both Davin and Cobet staring at it. Soon, the ball stopped and sparks emitted from the ball, but the red light still remained.

Davin joyously picked it up and cried, "Yes! I caught an Abra!"

"Bi, Bibarel!" Cobet joined in.

Right then, the Poke ball shrunk itself. A confused Davin pressed the button on it repeatedly to make it bigger, but it wasn't working. "So this is what happens when you catch a seventh Pokemon," he said. "But the question is, how do I get it to open?"

"Hey, come back here!" A voice suddenly shouted. As Davin was putting the Poke ball away, he turned to his right and saw a small red and yellow Pokemon with black coloring around its neck running toward him. To his surprise, it jumped into his arms when it came up to him.

"Who are you?" he asked as he pulled out the Pokedex.

"Magby, the Live Coal Pokemon. Magby is the pre-evolved form of Magmar. When it spouts yellow flames, it is a sign of good health. When feeling tired, black smoke is mixed in with it."

"Oh, thank goodness you caught it!" A guy said as he ran up to them, panting. He had straight brown hair and was wearing a light blue apron with a Poke ball symbol over a beige collar shirt and black pants. He also wore thin rimmed glasses over his black colored eyes.

"So this Magby is yours?" Davin questioned as he gave him the Pokemon.

"Yeah. I was about serve lunch to him and the others when he just ran out the door," he explained. "Magby, you know better than to go outside without my permission."

"Magby." It said with a sheepish grin on its face.

The guy turned to him. "Thanks again. My name's Gilmer."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Davin," The boy introduced as he gestured to his Pokemon. "And this is my Bibarel, Cobet."

"Bi-barel!" He greeted with a raise of his hand.

"So are you a trainer, too?" Davin asked.

"Well, sort of," Gilmer said. "You see, I'm a Pokemon Breeder. I own a ranch not too far from here."

"Cool! Do you mind if we come and see it?"

"Not at all. Follow me."

When they arrived at the ranch, Davin's eyes widened. A huge wide open grassfield surrounded by wooden fences with hundreds of Pokemon was revealed to him as they came from the back door of Gilmer's house. "Whoa! This is amazing!" he said. "You raise all of these Pokemon?"

"Yep." Gilmer said as he set Magby down so it could go play with the others. "This ranch is also a daycare business, and I take care of the Pokemon that people bring me. I also mate Pokemon with one another so that they can produce eggs, which is how Magby was able to be born."

"Wow... and you do this all by yourself?"

"I have a couple of assistants, but they went to a convention and won't be back for a few days. Since I have experience as a breeder, it's pretty easy to take care of them on my own."

"I see," Davin nodded as he took in the view. Tauros were stampeding across the field, Buneary were seen hopping from one place to another, Staravia and Swellow flew through the air along with a couple of Ninjask, Mothim, Combee, and Beautifly. A few Wooper and Quagsire were playing in a pond that had Goldeen, Feebas, and Finneon in it, and Sandshrew and Gible were seen digging up dirt and going into the ground. "Such an amazing sight to see..."

"Taillow!" A shrill voice cawed. Gilmer smiled and held out his arm for a purple and white bird to land on.

"Hi, Taillow. How are you doing today?" he asked as it rubbed its cheek against his.

Davin got out his info. device. "Taillow, the TinySwallow Pokemon. Taillow is the pre-evolved form of Swellow. Its gutsy spirit makes it take on opponents that are bigger and stronger than it. During the winter, they fly in search of warm climates."

"That Taillow seems to like you a lot."

"Yeah. I hatched it from an egg that a Swellow and a Skarmory produced about two months ago. We've been good friends ever since."

Davin smiled and laughed a bit. Just then, a question popped into his mind that he wanted to ask. "Hey, Gilmer. Have you ever went on a journey and traveled around to collect badges?"

"Of course. I've traveled around Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn, but I was only able to win the Pokemon League in Johto."

"In that case, there's something I need your help with!"

"Huh?"

"Hmm... so you're asking me if it's a good idea to use more than your regular six Pokemon on your journey?" Gilmer asked, to which Davin nodded. They were in the living room inside the house, which had brown colored walls, a kitchen near it, a red colored couch,—which Davin was sitting on—and a red colored sofa chair—where Gilmer was sitting—that were both underneath a big light green carpet on the tan colored floor. Cobet and Taillow were happily eating bowls of Pokemon food near the backdoor exit.

"See, I've traveled through the Varex and Hoenn regions, and despite my best efforts I couldn't win either of them. I've raised my Pokemon the way I know how and they progressed well, but I'm thinking that maybe the problem is not only me but the fact that I only use the small amount of Pokemon I catch on my journey. Have you ever did that?"

"Truth be told, Davin, when I started out as a trainer, I attempted to catch as many Pokemon as I could. I tried to make every single one I caught to be their strongest, but I found if I focused on one Pokemon too much, then the others would lag behind." He sighed. "So when I started my second journey, I just used the six Pokemon that I got in that specific region, and that didn't help with winning the league either."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Follow your heart. You're the one who wants to win the Sinnoh League, and it's up to you to make the right decisions in doing so."

"But like I said, my decisions weren't good enough to win any of them. Not to mention that my emotions during the battles tend to cost me the win."

"Then it's obvious that you need to work on your emotional self-control. That, and good Pokemon training, will help you win further." Right then, Davin thought that those words were similar to what Jett said to him after he had lost the Hoenn League. "But getting back to the discussion at hand, do you feel that it may be best to start using more than your usual six?"

Davin sat in silence. "Maybe... I'm not quite sure. Though, it's possible that I should. I mean, Jett rotated his team and managed to get to the finals of the Varex League. Plus, Maura and Haro rotated their's and made it pretty far. So then... I guess..." He nodded with a smile. "I'll do it. Ill start catching more Pokemon so that I can finally win a league!"

"Good for you!" Gilmer grinned.

"Which reminds me," He took out Abra's Poke ball from his pocket, which was still locked from being made bigger. "I recently caught a Pokemon and I can't get it to open. Do you know how I can?"

"Well, it's simple. All you have to do is deposit one of the Pokemon you have with you to your PC or send it to someone."

"In that case, I have a favor," Davin said, making Gilmer raise an eyebrow. "Since I'm going to be catching more Pokemon, can I send them to you when I do? I would ask Professor Cypress or Professor Rowan to do it, but I feel that my Pokemon will be a lot happier here with you."

"Hmm... well, I'm not sure, Davin," Gilmer said. "Maybe it would be safer if you sent them to one of the professors."

"Oh, come on! Please?" The breeder didn't respond. "Okay, how about this: You used to be a trainer, right? Then, let's decide this with a battle. If I win, I get to store my Pokemon here, and if you win, I'll send them to one of the professors. Deal?"

Pondering this for a moment, Gilmer stood up. "Alright, deal!" He pointed to the backdoor. "We'll battle in the field, someplace away from the Pokemon."

"Sounds good!" Davin said with his fist balled.