The Nido King
Chapter 2
The next morning you go back to the quaint little house. You walk right in considering that you were invited to come back. To your surprise, you see that Frank isn't home. Suddenly, you here a weird noise. In a matter of seconds, a creature that looked like a puppy appeared. It was orange with black stripes and a cream colored tail. It starts to bark at you and rears back to attack.
Before the creature lunges at you, some familiar friends come to your rescue. Barging through the door is none other then Tony and Maria. The two jump right in front of the creature and stop it's attack. After a minute or two of Tony and Maria speaking to the creature about you, Frank comes in. He looks around and instantly knows what happened.
"Please excuse Puppy." He says. "I transferred him over here to protect my house while I was gone."
Frank heads over to Puppy and pats him on the head.
"Puppy, I know you were trying to protect my stuff, like I said, but this person is a friend of mine. It's all cool." He says to Puppy.
He turns back to you.
"Ahem," He says. "This is Puppy, my growlithe. He is another species of pokemon." Frank then picks up a small red and white ball that was behind the bed. He holds the ball out. It grows larger. "Puppy, RETURN!" The pokemon was immediately sucked into the ball.
Frank safely puts the ball back into his belt. He then goes and sits down at the table. Tony and Maria see this and know that they should go sit on the bed like yesterday. As the head over to the bed, Frank sticks their two balls out.
"RETURN!" He says. The two confused and upset pokemon get sucked into their two balls. Frank looks at you. "I did that because today's story is about my old favorite set of nidos. They know enough about the past and how I felt then, and now. I don't want them to hear it again."
Frank composes himself.
"Ok, this story takes place when I first, truly, fell in love with nidos." Frank pauses for suspense. "It all started when I bought my first house, this house. I went to visit Professor Oak. He gave me my first pokemon. It was a squirtle. Her name was Ariel. I knew of the nidos, and immediately went with Ariel to find and capture them. On my way to their habitat, I fought my rival. His name was Steve. He chose bulbasaur as his first pokemon. He did this because he knew my water pokemon would be at a huge disadvantage to his grass pokemon. I luckily beat his grass pokemon and continued on my way. Now, another obstacle was in my way. Professor Oak kindly asked me to pick up a package for him. I agreed to repay his kindness of giving me a pokemon and because the store he wanted me to stop by, was on my way."
Frank pauses again. He scratches his head to make sure he doesn't leave anything out of the story. He continues.
"I reach the store soon and hurry back to Professor Oak so I can go find and catch my nidos. I finally arrive and manage to catch the two easily."
He looks at your face and knows what your thinking.
"Let me just say that the story is not over. I still didn't catch my old favorite set of nidos. You see, shortly after I caught my first set, I bought a new house and did this all over. I don't remember why did this I just know I did. After I caught my second set of nidos. I had a good feeling inside. Right away I knew I had my favorite set of nidos. I raised them more then any other pokemon I owned."
Frank looks at the time. He sees you look disappointed.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going into much detail now. I have many more stories to make out of the details. Why try to cram them all in today?" He eyes the window. You look outside and know what's coming. "It's getting late. Come back tomorrow and I shall have another story for you. For this is the end of this one. I will make sure that Puppy, or any other pokemon I leave to watch the house, doesn't attack you."
Frank kindly escorts you out the door. The two of you stand outside the quaint little house and say your goodbyes.
"I appreciate you coming here and listening to my tales. I get a real kick out of sharing my experiences with people. I hope you feel free to come back again. I plan on always having a story for you. So whenever you need one, feel free to check back."
You start to walk off into the distance. You turn back an give Frank a wave goodbye. He waves back.
"GOODBYE!" He shouts to you. He then turns and re-enters the quaint little house. Just like last time, the house quickly goes black.