Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon. Or the land of milk and honey. *sob *
Title: Off to Cherrygrove.
Shoving us out the door, Professor elm says to Silver, my new white growlithe, and I
"Good luck on your trip, and hurry back."
Looking at the pure white puppy pokemon, I say, "come on, silver, lets hit the road" and walk down the winding track to route 29.
As we were reaching the outskirts of town, a guy with red hair came riding up on his red bike. "Hey! Twerp!" he called out. "Watcha got there?"
I groaned inwardly. It was Barry, Gary Oaks' son. He'd always had it in for me, and we fought a lot. Our fathers were, and probably still are rivals, but Barry just wasn't in his right mind.
"It's a pokemon, stupid." I say calmly to him as he skids to a halt in front of silver and I. "why? Forgotten what they are or something?"
Silver started to growl deep in her throat, obviously sensing our mutual dislike. Barry always had the best of the best, and couldn't understand why, even though my family had the funds, I didn't either. "Ooo I'm scared," he said sarcastically. "But a white growlithe... you'd better hand her over to me, twerp. You couldn't possibly look after it." He sneered.
"Not on your life." I said to him. "You wanna rumble? Were ready."
Silver was really snarling now, her shining white hackles were standing on end, her teeth were bared, and she was poised, ready to attack.
"You really think you can stand up to me?" Barry scoffed. "Fine then. Go! Stantler!"
A blinding flash lit up the area, and a sweet Stantler was standing there, ready for action. "Stantler! Use your agility!"
"Okay, Silver. Would you try jumping onto the Stantlers' back? Then give it a great big Ember attack!" I asked the menacing white mass.
"Stan! Tler!" the big deer cried, as it attempted to go faster, but was startled into flinching by the great white mass that successfully leapt onto its back. "Stantler! Stan!" it started crying hysterically, attempting to throw Silver off, as she was powering up an enormous fireball for her Ember attack.
"...Grow...lithe..." Silver was muttering to the Stantler. I wasn't sure what she was saying, and I wasn't sure I wanted to know. "GROWLIIIITHE!!!!" she roared, loosing the fireball onto the Stantlers' head. "Stan! Stantler!" it cried, running to its pokeball and popping inside. It refused to come out again.
"Good work, Silver!" I cry, giving her a huge hug, a potion, and a piece of calcium.
"Fine. You won today, but it wont happen again!" Barry says. He looks like he's on the brink of tears. "Smell you later, Twerp!" he cries, jumping on his bike and riding back into town at top speed. No doubt to use the healing facilities at the professors' lab.
"You were great out there, Silver." I say to, well, Silver. "Lets get going."
The rest of the journey to Cherrygrove was uneventful. The most that happened was the discovery of some nice juicy berries.
At about 5pm, Silver and I made it to the pokemon centre. I rang my mum, just to let her know I was okay, and went to bed with Silver using my feet as a pillow.
OOO a long one. Please r&r. I'll try and get the next one up as soon as possible! When I get 5 reviews for this chapter, it'll be up the next day. :) (aack! Is it really nearly midnight? I started this chapter at 8...)
All ideas graetfully welcomed. i just spelt that wrong, didnt i?
Title: Off to Cherrygrove.
Shoving us out the door, Professor elm says to Silver, my new white growlithe, and I
"Good luck on your trip, and hurry back."
Looking at the pure white puppy pokemon, I say, "come on, silver, lets hit the road" and walk down the winding track to route 29.
As we were reaching the outskirts of town, a guy with red hair came riding up on his red bike. "Hey! Twerp!" he called out. "Watcha got there?"
I groaned inwardly. It was Barry, Gary Oaks' son. He'd always had it in for me, and we fought a lot. Our fathers were, and probably still are rivals, but Barry just wasn't in his right mind.
"It's a pokemon, stupid." I say calmly to him as he skids to a halt in front of silver and I. "why? Forgotten what they are or something?"
Silver started to growl deep in her throat, obviously sensing our mutual dislike. Barry always had the best of the best, and couldn't understand why, even though my family had the funds, I didn't either. "Ooo I'm scared," he said sarcastically. "But a white growlithe... you'd better hand her over to me, twerp. You couldn't possibly look after it." He sneered.
"Not on your life." I said to him. "You wanna rumble? Were ready."
Silver was really snarling now, her shining white hackles were standing on end, her teeth were bared, and she was poised, ready to attack.
"You really think you can stand up to me?" Barry scoffed. "Fine then. Go! Stantler!"
A blinding flash lit up the area, and a sweet Stantler was standing there, ready for action. "Stantler! Use your agility!"
"Okay, Silver. Would you try jumping onto the Stantlers' back? Then give it a great big Ember attack!" I asked the menacing white mass.
"Stan! Tler!" the big deer cried, as it attempted to go faster, but was startled into flinching by the great white mass that successfully leapt onto its back. "Stantler! Stan!" it started crying hysterically, attempting to throw Silver off, as she was powering up an enormous fireball for her Ember attack.
"...Grow...lithe..." Silver was muttering to the Stantler. I wasn't sure what she was saying, and I wasn't sure I wanted to know. "GROWLIIIITHE!!!!" she roared, loosing the fireball onto the Stantlers' head. "Stan! Stantler!" it cried, running to its pokeball and popping inside. It refused to come out again.
"Good work, Silver!" I cry, giving her a huge hug, a potion, and a piece of calcium.
"Fine. You won today, but it wont happen again!" Barry says. He looks like he's on the brink of tears. "Smell you later, Twerp!" he cries, jumping on his bike and riding back into town at top speed. No doubt to use the healing facilities at the professors' lab.
"You were great out there, Silver." I say to, well, Silver. "Lets get going."
The rest of the journey to Cherrygrove was uneventful. The most that happened was the discovery of some nice juicy berries.
At about 5pm, Silver and I made it to the pokemon centre. I rang my mum, just to let her know I was okay, and went to bed with Silver using my feet as a pillow.
OOO a long one. Please r&r. I'll try and get the next one up as soon as possible! When I get 5 reviews for this chapter, it'll be up the next day. :) (aack! Is it really nearly midnight? I started this chapter at 8...)
All ideas graetfully welcomed. i just spelt that wrong, didnt i?