This idea came from Masta-Kala-Morph, dealing with a new pokemon. No pokemon were harmed in the making of this chapter.
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(Part XIV: New Pokemon)
Getting a new pokemon has its good points and bad. Whether the pokemon is captured by you, given as a gift, or any other possibilities that exist, it takes some getting used to for both trainer and pokemon.
Chimchar had never before been inside a house before without being inside a pokeball. His new trainer had already proven that he was no Paul; he showed compassion even in training. Because of the novelty of the situation, Chimchar did act a bit unthinkingly; he jumped directly onto Mrs. Ketchum's new pillows and unfortunately they began to smolder under his fire.
It is most important to set boundaries when it comes to new pokemon. Don't allow fire-types too close to flammable materials, or electric and water-types too close to electrical appliances. It all depends on the pokemon's type.
Luckily, both Mrs. Ketchum and Ash entered the room before Chimchar's flaming tushy led to any serious damage. The new pillows were ruined, though.
Delia, though a bit upset about the pillows, assured the shaking pokemon that no major damage was done; she offered to make Ash and his pokemon some lunch to celebrate his homecoming. With a joyous yell, Ash raced his two pokemon to the kitchen.
When the lunches were made, Ash set Pikachu and Chimchar's portions in front of them and dug into his peanut butter, banana, and jelly sandwich. Pikachu popped a pokemon pellet into his mouth and savored the taste. Chimchar dug into his own, but he stopped immediately afterwards as it wasn't to his liking. The fire chimp looked expectantly up at the two humans, who took notice of the fact that the newcomer wasn't eating.
"What's wrong, Chimchar?" Delia asked, bending down to look at the food in the dish. Chimchar grimaced and pointed at the food in his bowl.
Pokemon might not eat for several reasons, especially if they are new to a person or situation. It might take a bit of guesswork, but eventually the cause should be found in little time.
Completely clueless on what was wrong, Mrs. Ketchum turned to her son; the trainer picked up the bowl and brought it over to the counter.
"Don't worry, Mom. I know what to do."
A few marshmallows were removed from a bag and placed on top of the pellets, then the bowl was set once again in front of the fire pokemon. Chimchar rejoiced by clapping and lit the marshmallows with an Ember attack; once the flames were blown out, Chimchar began to consume the sticky mess.
"Brock and I spoiled him a bit by putting marshmallows on top; he seems to enjoy it more."
Sometimes the problem is due to the fact that the new pokemon likes a certain food to the point of near obsession. A little appeasement or compromise often tempts the appetite. However, do see a nurse if depression or other related problems accompany the lack of eating.
After lunch, Chimchar took a short nap out in the garden under the noon sun. Following that, he re-entered the house to further explore the place he would be living while his trainer stayed.
His first place of exploration was the dining room, where the only thing of interest happened to be the white tablecloth that reached to the floor. Chimchar laughed and hid beneath the makeshift tent, not noticing when a few sparks from his tail spread to the cloth he had just scurried under. His giggling caught the attention of a passing Pikachu. The electric rodent peeked in from the side opposite the one Chimchar had entered.
(What are you doing?) Pikachu asked the other pokemon, who turned his attention to the new occupant. The fire monkey laughed again.
(I'm hiding! Isn't this fort neat?)
Pikachu's face took on a look of exasperation; then the yellow pokemon's attention was grabbed by something else entirely. (Well, don't look now but I think your fort is on fire!)
Chimchar looked on in horror as the tablecloth continued to burn as a result of his handiwork. He looked to Pikachu, a veteran of Ash's team and the only one at this point who could have an answer to the flaming issue before them.
(Don't just stand there, cheese it!) Pikachu gestured in another direction, and Chimchar followed soon after. Mr. Mime entered the room just after the other two had left, using his quick thinking and psychic powers to extinguish the flames that were rapidly spreading across the table.
Letting your new pokemon get to know its other team mates is a key; it makes the newbie more comfortable and also solves later issues dealing with cooperation before they begin. Just try not to leave your pokemon unsupervised for long periods of time.
Pikachu's hideout happened to be beneath Mrs. Ketchum's bed, and he was happy to share it with Chimchar at the moment. When the two pokemon did not hear screams or any other related issues, the fire monkey was unceremoniously booted from the hideout and encouraged to look elsewhere for his own lair. Chimchar sent a final look Pikachu's way before heading out towards the living room. What he found there was a bit overwhelming for his mind.
Mrs. Ketchum wore an exercise outfit, complete with a sweatband and sneakers, as she did her daily workout in front of the TV. Seeing the human pose and jog and even a bit of odd yoga techniques thrown in made Chimchar believe that the kindly woman had been possessed by some strange force. Worst of all was the fact that some shady individual outside did nothing to help the poor woman except hide in the bushes and peer at her through huge binoculars.
New situations can lead to hasty reactions by the new arrival. Caution is advised when doing something unexpected in the pokemon's eyes, or the consequences could be hard to handle.
"Honestly Mom, I don't understand why Chimchar would just use a fire attack like that." Ash tried to explain as Professor Oak helped to treat the young woman's first-degree burns. It was lucky that the Professor happened to be taking a walk nearby at the time and had heard the screams.
"I was only exercising when it happened. Maybe I scared him?" Delia commented and looked at the shaking pokemon that looked quite ashamed at his earlier actions. The pokemon nodded his head slowly before he began to bawl.
"There, there," the Professor spoke up, applying the last of the burn salve. "Mrs. Ketchum's exercising program can be a bit hard to handle."
No one seemed to notice the faint blush or the odd look he sent Mrs. Ketchum's way.
Acclimation can take time. It also requires great patience. Lots and lots of patience...
...And maybe some burn salve and other medical supplies.
(End)
I had a rash of writer's block accompanying a busy schedual and college-related things. I hope this was somewhat amusing.
