Disclaimer: I own the plot, the characters, the settings, but not the idea
Chapter 1- Chris' first pokemon
Crystal woke up in her pink feathery bed cuddling her favourite toy, her growlithe doll. Staring around her room she realised that today was her tenth birthday. She would be getting her first pokemon.
Her birthday presents came after her cake. Her mother smiled as she handed Crystal her pokegear which included her watch and a phone.
Her dad gave her a new blue backpack which had a few revives, full restores, potions and a pokeball She thanked her dad and looked expectantly for a pokemon, but their were no more presents left on the table.
"Mum?" She asked, "WHere's my pokemon?"
Her mum smiled at her in a secretive manner, and looked sideways at her dad.
"Well sweetie, we're going to take you to Prof. Willow's house. She has your..."
Crystal's mum elbowed her husband sharply.
"Oof!" he winced.
"Come on Chris."
So Crystal and her mum and dad walked over to Prof. Willow's house which was just next to their own.
Prof. Willow was outside tending to her sunfloras and bellosoms in her front garden.
"Oh hello Chris."
"Hi Prof. Willow. Today's my tenth birthday!"
"Yes. I know," she said glancing at Crystal's parents, "Come inside."
Chris almost skipped inside Prof Willow's house. She had pictures of Bellosoms all around her living room. Almost everything was pink or green.
"Ugh."
Crystal's favourite colour was blue, and she couldn't imagine anyone liking anything but blue. Pink and green were just not her colours.
"I have three choices for your first pokemon. Wait a sec- here it is."
Prof. Willow bent over and took a tray from the oven and set it on the table. Crystal peered closer and she saw little cakes in the shape of pokeballs.
"What?"
"Oh no Chris, these are my cakes. I thought they were going to burn."
Chris smiled and was relieved from the horrible thought that she was going to have a cake for her birthday, instead of a real pokeball.
"The pokeballs are inside the lab. I'll just get them..."
Walking briskly away on her shiny high heeled shoes, Prof. Willow walked into her secret lab.
Pressing a button, a tray of three pokeballs appeared.
She scooped all three up and carried them into the living room.
"Here, I'll just let them out... Pokeball, go!"
Nothing happened. Puzzled, she acalled again. Forcing open the pokeball, she exclaimed, "Its empty!"
Crystal tried hard not to cry as Prof. Willow opened the other two and couldn't find any pokemon inside.
"Oh that's right! How could I forget. Some other trainers already came by and took the pokemon."
Crystal let out a sob.
"No, no! That won't do. Come into the back and I'll show you my arcanine, Janine. I think you'll get a surprise."
*flashback*
Crystal and Janine are playing in the grass among the sunflora and bellossom. Crystal is giggling as she played hide and seek with Arcanine.
*End of flashback*
Crystal follow Prof. Willow to the back, trying not to scream in agony. Today was her birthday and she wouldn't even get a pokemon!
Janine was in the backyard in a wicker basket filled with straw. Crystal stopped and stared at the backyard.
Six growlithes were running about playing with each other. Crystal gasped and ran out to pick up the nearest growlithe, a girl. She growled and let out a wisp of smoke from her mouth (the growlithe, not Crystal).
"Hey Chris! I wouldn't play with that growlithe if I was you. She's a bit temperamental."
Chris laughed and ran after the growlithe. All the growlithes had spiky hair and stripes down their back and they were all adorable. Janine watched the growlithes and smiled secretively as she saw Crystal. She knew that one of her puppies would be leaving her today and that growlithe was going to make Crystal very happy.
After a while Prof. Willow stopped Crystal. "That's enough playing with the growlithes. Which one do you like best?"
Crystal sighed, "I like them all."
"Well if you had to choose one..."
"I guess I'd choose Punk."
"Punk?" asked Prof. Willow
"This one," said Crystal, and kneeling down she scooped up the little growlithe that had growled at her before. The growlithe growled again, and blew up a tiny flame that didn't reach Crystal. Barking happily, she nibbled on Crystal's finger.
Janine sighed and padded over to where Chris was kneeling. Carefully she removed Punk from Crystal's grasp and padded back to her bed.
"Janine," said Prof. Willow in a stern voice.
"Woof."
Finally, after a quick lick, Janine returned Punk to Chris.
"I'm sorry Janine, I'll- I'll take care of Punk."
"Growl." said Janine, meaning "You better."
"Hey!" said Crystal, "Where's growlithe's pokeball?"
"Uh, Chris? There's something you should know."
"What Prof?"
"Growlithe hates pokeballs. Oh and here, this is a pokedex. It'll be your identity card and also tell you what pokemon you have encountered."
"Cool."
Chapter 1- Chris' first pokemon
Crystal woke up in her pink feathery bed cuddling her favourite toy, her growlithe doll. Staring around her room she realised that today was her tenth birthday. She would be getting her first pokemon.
Her birthday presents came after her cake. Her mother smiled as she handed Crystal her pokegear which included her watch and a phone.
Her dad gave her a new blue backpack which had a few revives, full restores, potions and a pokeball She thanked her dad and looked expectantly for a pokemon, but their were no more presents left on the table.
"Mum?" She asked, "WHere's my pokemon?"
Her mum smiled at her in a secretive manner, and looked sideways at her dad.
"Well sweetie, we're going to take you to Prof. Willow's house. She has your..."
Crystal's mum elbowed her husband sharply.
"Oof!" he winced.
"Come on Chris."
So Crystal and her mum and dad walked over to Prof. Willow's house which was just next to their own.
Prof. Willow was outside tending to her sunfloras and bellosoms in her front garden.
"Oh hello Chris."
"Hi Prof. Willow. Today's my tenth birthday!"
"Yes. I know," she said glancing at Crystal's parents, "Come inside."
Chris almost skipped inside Prof Willow's house. She had pictures of Bellosoms all around her living room. Almost everything was pink or green.
"Ugh."
Crystal's favourite colour was blue, and she couldn't imagine anyone liking anything but blue. Pink and green were just not her colours.
"I have three choices for your first pokemon. Wait a sec- here it is."
Prof. Willow bent over and took a tray from the oven and set it on the table. Crystal peered closer and she saw little cakes in the shape of pokeballs.
"What?"
"Oh no Chris, these are my cakes. I thought they were going to burn."
Chris smiled and was relieved from the horrible thought that she was going to have a cake for her birthday, instead of a real pokeball.
"The pokeballs are inside the lab. I'll just get them..."
Walking briskly away on her shiny high heeled shoes, Prof. Willow walked into her secret lab.
Pressing a button, a tray of three pokeballs appeared.
She scooped all three up and carried them into the living room.
"Here, I'll just let them out... Pokeball, go!"
Nothing happened. Puzzled, she acalled again. Forcing open the pokeball, she exclaimed, "Its empty!"
Crystal tried hard not to cry as Prof. Willow opened the other two and couldn't find any pokemon inside.
"Oh that's right! How could I forget. Some other trainers already came by and took the pokemon."
Crystal let out a sob.
"No, no! That won't do. Come into the back and I'll show you my arcanine, Janine. I think you'll get a surprise."
*flashback*
Crystal and Janine are playing in the grass among the sunflora and bellossom. Crystal is giggling as she played hide and seek with Arcanine.
*End of flashback*
Crystal follow Prof. Willow to the back, trying not to scream in agony. Today was her birthday and she wouldn't even get a pokemon!
Janine was in the backyard in a wicker basket filled with straw. Crystal stopped and stared at the backyard.
Six growlithes were running about playing with each other. Crystal gasped and ran out to pick up the nearest growlithe, a girl. She growled and let out a wisp of smoke from her mouth (the growlithe, not Crystal).
"Hey Chris! I wouldn't play with that growlithe if I was you. She's a bit temperamental."
Chris laughed and ran after the growlithe. All the growlithes had spiky hair and stripes down their back and they were all adorable. Janine watched the growlithes and smiled secretively as she saw Crystal. She knew that one of her puppies would be leaving her today and that growlithe was going to make Crystal very happy.
After a while Prof. Willow stopped Crystal. "That's enough playing with the growlithes. Which one do you like best?"
Crystal sighed, "I like them all."
"Well if you had to choose one..."
"I guess I'd choose Punk."
"Punk?" asked Prof. Willow
"This one," said Crystal, and kneeling down she scooped up the little growlithe that had growled at her before. The growlithe growled again, and blew up a tiny flame that didn't reach Crystal. Barking happily, she nibbled on Crystal's finger.
Janine sighed and padded over to where Chris was kneeling. Carefully she removed Punk from Crystal's grasp and padded back to her bed.
"Janine," said Prof. Willow in a stern voice.
"Woof."
Finally, after a quick lick, Janine returned Punk to Chris.
"I'm sorry Janine, I'll- I'll take care of Punk."
"Growl." said Janine, meaning "You better."
"Hey!" said Crystal, "Where's growlithe's pokeball?"
"Uh, Chris? There's something you should know."
"What Prof?"
"Growlithe hates pokeballs. Oh and here, this is a pokedex. It'll be your identity card and also tell you what pokemon you have encountered."
"Cool."
