"Marek, sweetie, why don't you go and play outside?" said a kind looking woman. "But, Mommy! I don't even have my own pokemon!" said a small girl with a Scottish accent. She looked to be about five years of age with red hair and green eyes. "Well," answered her mother, "go and see your father. He said he had a surprise for you." The little girl's eyes glittered with happiness. She raced to her father's gym and jumped into his arms. "Daddy! Mommy said you had a surprise for me!" cried the girl. "Indeed I do, sweetie." said her father, smiling as he took out a pokeball. He threw the ball and a jet of red light burst forth and began to take form. A few seconds later, a young vulpix stood there. "Oohh! Daddy! He's so cute!" cried Marek, racing towards it. The vulpix saw her coming and jumped on her, wrestling playfully with her. The vulpix finally surrendered and allowed Marek to stroke him gently on the head. "What's his name, Daddy?" asked Marek. "I wanted you to name him, Marek, seeing as he's yours now." Said Marek's father, smiling. "Ooh! Really? He's all mine?" asked Marek with uncontrollable glee. "Of course. He's all yours from now on." Answered her father, smiling at the antics of the now inseparable pair. "I think I'll call him Toomin" said Marek happily.