Beams of light streamed down from the green canopy that is made up of the leaves of the trees which she walked under. She came across a clearing with a fallen tree in the center. She sat down on the fallen tree and gazed into the sky. It was a beautiful and cloudless day. Still gazing into the sky, she saw a bird fly over head. It flew over again and again once more until it finally landed in front of her. It was a Farfetch'd. She had never seen one before, but she has read all about them. The Farfetch'd was waving its foot at her. There was a note on its foot. She untied it and opened it. The handwriting was illegible. She folded the note back up, and put it in her pocket. She would take it home for her to look at it more carefully. She walked away. She heard little steps behind her. She quickly turned around and saw that the Farfetch'd had been following her. She carefully lifted her arm, and the Farfetch'd flew onto her arm. The two of them continued towards her house. She climbed the latter to her house and entered. Her mother had been pacing around and then looked up. "Gwendolyn Ford, where have you been? You were supposed to be home an hour ago," screamed her mother. "I was worried sick. I was about to call the entire Fortree vigilante squad after you! And what is that thing on your arm."
"It's a Farfetch'd, it followed me home in the woods," replied Gwen. "And don't call me Gwendolyn you know I hate that."
"Oh, well wash up. Dinner is about to be ready and you father is about to come home," instructed her mother. Gwen went up to her room, and put the Farfetch'd on her bed.
She started to pet it, and it soon fell asleep. "You must be tired from flying where ever you flew from," said Gwen. She got up and put the note on her nightstand. Then she went to wash up and eat dinner.
When she got down stairs, the plates and forks were already laid out. "What's for dinner?" asked Gwen as she sat down at the table.
"Salad," her mom said plainly. Gwen's family was poor. Gwen's father's paycheck wasn't that big. They didn't get a lot of food from stores. What ever they ate most likely came from their garden, or was made from scratch. "Not until your father gets his paycheck can we have meat. Which by the way, I need you to go to the store and get more repel. Those darn worm Pokemon keep eatingour lettuce, and those Oddish's are always uprooting our potatos. I found a couple of dead Oddishes in the garden so we can have Oddish leaf tea. The bodies you will have to throw in the compost bin after you go to the market." Gwen sighed after listening to the amount of chores she had to do after dinner. The plate of salad was placed in front of her along with the glass of milk. Her mother sat besides her and they began to eat. "You wouldn't beleive what i saw to day," said Gwen's mother. "I saw a Ledyba outside the window.You don't see those around to much." Gwen nodded and continued to eat.Gwen was a fast eater so she finished before her mom. She went out the door, but came back in because she forgot the money to pay for the repel. She got the money and said goodbye to her mother. She climbed down the latter. When she got to the bottom Farfetch'd flew out her window and landed on her shoulder.
"Oh, I forgot about you," she said. Gwen reached the market and grabbed the repel. She went to the cashier to pay for it.
"Your one of the lucky," said the cashier, "many people need more and more repel for their houses. Bug Pokemon keep flying in through the windows. Some locals hate that. What they hate more is that repel here cost more than any other city because of the high demand. Why live in Fortree City if you hate Pokemon coming in through your windows."
"Oh well I only need it for my garden," said Gwen. She paid for it and went back home. On her way, she ran into some kids playing in the street.
"Hey Gwen," shouted one kid, "you finally had enough money to go to the market, or were you pretending to buy something?" The kids chuckled. Gwen started to cry. "What is that ugly thing on your shoulder," harassed the kids some more. After hearing the insult on him, Farfetch'd flew off Gwen's shoulder and started to fiercely peck the kids. They started to scream like girls and ran away. Gwen started to laugh. She turned around and headed back to the store. She bought Farfetch'd a treat. She sat on a curb, watching Farfetch'd enjoy his treat. It started to dance happily. Gwen laughed. She got up and Farfetch'd flew on her shoulder. She went back home to finish her chores.