"Mom, I'm Home!" cried Dax.
Dax was like any other boy. He had School, a pet Krabby, and a dream. Not the kind you get when you go to sleep, but a goal. His was to become a pokémon Master.
He lived in New Bark town. His eleventh birthday was today, and he was to leave on his pokémon journey. As his mom packed supplies for him, he packed his own things, such as his pokégear, His few tm's that he'd collected over the years, such as seismic toss and berry's. He also brought along his Krabby, which he knew would be of great use. As he and Krabby walked along the path to Elm's lab, he suddenly bumped into a very pretty girl, in his opinion. Not that he told her that.
"Oh, sorry," gushed the girl. "I was in a hurry. My name's Willow."
"Oh, my name's Dax. Are you heading to Elm's lab, too?"
"Yeah, I'm studying to be a professor."
As they walked in, Elm came up to them hurriedly.
"Oh, Hello Dax. Hello, Willow. I'm afraid, Dax, that our pokémon have been stolen. However, you may use this Friend ball to catch your first pokémon. Willow will show you, won't she?"
Without waiting for an answer, he rushed to a table, tossed two pokédex's over and some pokéballs. Then he said, more calmly,
"Willow, I think you may be more experienced if you went with Dax. You learn more from action than books, as they say."
"Okay, Professor." said Willow.
'Yess' thought Dax.
Dax was like any other boy. He had School, a pet Krabby, and a dream. Not the kind you get when you go to sleep, but a goal. His was to become a pokémon Master.
He lived in New Bark town. His eleventh birthday was today, and he was to leave on his pokémon journey. As his mom packed supplies for him, he packed his own things, such as his pokégear, His few tm's that he'd collected over the years, such as seismic toss and berry's. He also brought along his Krabby, which he knew would be of great use. As he and Krabby walked along the path to Elm's lab, he suddenly bumped into a very pretty girl, in his opinion. Not that he told her that.
"Oh, sorry," gushed the girl. "I was in a hurry. My name's Willow."
"Oh, my name's Dax. Are you heading to Elm's lab, too?"
"Yeah, I'm studying to be a professor."
As they walked in, Elm came up to them hurriedly.
"Oh, Hello Dax. Hello, Willow. I'm afraid, Dax, that our pokémon have been stolen. However, you may use this Friend ball to catch your first pokémon. Willow will show you, won't she?"
Without waiting for an answer, he rushed to a table, tossed two pokédex's over and some pokéballs. Then he said, more calmly,
"Willow, I think you may be more experienced if you went with Dax. You learn more from action than books, as they say."
"Okay, Professor." said Willow.
'Yess' thought Dax.