This is Destinysfailure coming to you live from Route 29! Things have been on the up and up for our character Jen. She's got a smile on her face, Pokeballs in her pocket (and I don't mean she's a boy!), and her Cyndaquil has been following her faithfully, leveling up. Today, though, Jen has in mind to catch another Pokémon to expand her team…and to give Sora a little company. Strangely enough, her "rival" Kendall has been on her mind ever since she'd seen him. Will love blossom for the unlikely pair? Or will one end up defeating the other? We'll find out soon!

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ChapterThree

Pidgey&Cyndi

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"Okay, this is getting boring," I told my Cyndaquil, who looked up at me in sheer understanding. This was our third day on Route 29, and it felt like it was taking ages to get to the next town. I pulled out my Poke gear and examined my map. " It looks like we're awful close to Cherrygrove City. Hey, they've got a Poke center! We can get you healed up, Sora."

Sora looked up at me with painfully tired eyes. Its health was about half-gone, although we'd collected Oran Berries and prevented any fainting. I was out of luck, out of time, and to be honest, I was really tired. Plus I felt bad for him so I made him run away with me from a lot of the battles we've been encountering. He was tired like me too. We sat near a bunch of weird purple flower-things that looked more like squares drawn into the ground. I laid down, head on the grass, and closed my eyes. I felt Cyndaquil curl its head next to my feet and I felt at ease again. Sleep soon overtook me, and I was completely out.

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"Pidge? Pidge?" said a voice, awakening me from my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes to see a Pidgey sitting atop my chest, looking at me curiously. It looked just like Joey's, except this one looked friendly and even cuter than the other one. Its head was the beautiful colors of red and yellow, and its eyes looked straight into mine.

"Huh? A Pidgey….?" I asked to no one in particular. It quickly lept off and stood in front of me, wings spread.

"Pidgey! PIDGEY!" it said, almost asking me to battle it. I couldn't help it; I grinned and pointed my finger forward. Sora ran in front of me, emitting a scarily good battle cry. I hadn't even told it to growl and it did. I saw the fear in Pidgey's eyes and I knew its defense was lowered.

"Sora! Tackle!" I shouted, and the Pokémon began an intense battle of wits and strength. Sora pushed Pidgey into a series of bushes, and branches flew everywhere. I had thought we'd seen the last of Pidgey, to my dismay, when it burst out of the bushes and began a whole new seires of attacks on Sora. Both the Pokémon were beginning to look weak, so for Sora's sake…and for my own…I pulled out a blank Poke ball out of my bag. My finger found the white button and I pushed it, making it become its normal size. I saw Sora move slightly out of the way, and that was my chance. I threw the ball towards Pidgey and it hit the Pokémon, opening and sucking the bird Pokémon right into it. We stood anxiously, waiting for the ball to stop its wiggling about. My legs shook in excitement, and sweat rolled off my forehead. Finally I heard the reassuring click of the locking mechanism, and I pumped my fist into the blue sky.

"We caught it! We caught our first Pokémon, Sora!" I said excitedly. Sora lept into my amrs and I raced over and grabbed my Pokeball, putting it back into my bag. It felt warm and full of life, something I hadn't felt since I first got Sora.

"Would you like to nickname this Pokémon?" asked my Pokeball. I looked at it curiously and shook my head.

"No, it's name will be Pidgey," I said.

"Name accepted," it replied. I laughed in triumph and Cyndaquil laughed with me. We shared a true bonding moment between trainer and Pokémon.

"Well, I think we should get going. We need to get you both to that Poke center now," I told Sora. It nodded and followed behind me as we made our way through the final stretches of Route 29.

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Meanwhile, with Kendall….

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"Alright, Oak, I know you've got Pokémon. Hand them over," I said to the old man, grabbing the neck of his lab coat. He looked at me nervously, then over at the strange machine, then back at me.

"I'm telling you, I have none! They're….gone!" he told me, lying through his teeth. I knew he had more than just the one he'd given Jen.

"Where are they?" I shouted in his face. He cried in terror.

"In the machine! In the machine! Press the red button and just take one!" he said. I threw him against the wall and he crumpled on the floor in defeat. I walked over to the machine and pressed the button he'd told me to. A sudden whoosh and a glass door opened, revealing two lone poke balls. I picked each up. They felt weak. She'd always had a good taste in everything, I thought bitterly. I decided on the Totodile as the machine announced it to me. Water type against fire type? I laughed in domination. This was the key to her defeat. She shouldn't be off on her little adventure. That should be me out there. I released the Totodile at my feet and it crawled up nervously. I kicked it, just as I kicked her Cyndaquil, and shot it an evil glare.

"Listen up, Pokeloser," I shouted. "You have to get tough to be my partner. You have to be cruel and not think about the weak." Even if I thought about the weak often. "We're going to get this started. Let's go." I walked out the door and Totodile followed my footsteps. Oak stirred as I walked out the door, and as we left I kicked him. "Thanks, you old pervert." Suddenly I caught a glimpse of something pink in his pocket. I reached for it and his hand was quick to stop me.

"You cannot have those! They're…for my research!" he said angrily. I grabbed it anyways and held it in front of his face.

"You're researching….underwear?" I asked, chuckling. He grimaced and looked down, red in embarrassment. "These are Jen's, aren't they? Sick pervert. I'm keeping these." I walked out of the lab, Totodile in tow, still holding her underwear. What a bizarre old man. Looks like I had a delivery for Jen.

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In Cherry Grove City!

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"Welcome to Cherry Grove!" said an old man who'd immediately greeted me at the entrance to the small town. "Let me show you around." He was also checking out my ass. What the hell, did I attract only old ugly men who were interested in ass? Disgusting. He led me to a building with a red roof. On the side of it was a sign that read "Poke". Just "Poke". This town was a little screwed up. How the hell was anyone supposed to tell what a "Poke" was? "Now, this is your Poke center. You can heal your little guy right up in here. Just talk to Nurse Joy." Oh, gotcha then. It was the Poke center.

"This next building is your Poke Mart. You purchase your balls here," he told me, waving at the blue-roofed building. I chucked. Balls. "Also, you get potions and even mail here." Then he led me all the way over to the blue ocean. I shivered in fear. Water just wasn't my thing.

"This is the ocean."

"Well, no shit sherlock," I mumbled. He quickly turned to me.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. Great blue water in there."

"Yes, definitely. Now, I'll take you back to the Poke Center and let you heal up that Cyndaquil of yours," he winked. I followed him reluctantly back to the "Poke" building and practically ran into the door. I saw him pull out his Poke gear and I'd be damned if I traded numbers with him. Oak was lucky enough. His luck ran out. The door opened automatically and my nose was filled with the scents that practically matched a hospital. I sneezed, looking down at Sora. He looked back up at me apprehensively. I knew he was just as afraid as I was.

"Why, hello!" greeted the nurse as I approached the counter. She had bright red hair pulled into two strange knot-bun-things, a nurse cap atop her head, and I'll be damned if she wasn't one of the old déjà vu workers. Her outfit was slutty enough. It was probably a good thing she was a nurse. "I'm Nurse Joy! Welcome to the Pokémon center! We restore your Pokémon to full health. Would you like us to take your Pokémon?"

"Uh, no," I answered honestly. "I want you to heal them. I personally would like to keep them." She chuckled, a bright smile on her lips. I could have punched her happily then and there.

"No silly, we'll heal your Pokémon in the health machine," she told me, motioning to a small machine. Six holes were fitted into it. Six holes meant six Pokémon, then. I only had two to speak of.

"Okay…yes," I said. She smiled and I lifted Sora onto the counter.

"Cynda….cynda…," he said nervously. I pulled out a blank Poke ball and put him into it as gently as I could and handed both Sora and Pidgey over to Nurse Joy. She placed both balls into the machine and clicked it shut. Suddenly a magically brilliant light emitted from the screen beside the machine and the machine itself. As soon as a series of dings was complete, she took them out and handed them to me.

"All finished! Your Cyndaquil and Pidgey are good to go," she told me, still smiling her perfect smile.

"Thanks." I released Sora out of his Poke ball and he looked up at me with a smile on his face.

"CyndaQUIL!" he yelled. I smiled down at him and we both walked out of the Poke mart. Out of curiosity I took Pidgey's ball out of my pocket and released him, too. The bird at first studied the ground, then looked at Sora. They both grinned wide, Pokémon grins, and began to play. I laughed in joy and amusement, happy that both of them had found playmates in each other and we could all work together as a team.

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So, this is my first author's note so far. If you'll notice, the italics on top where I kind of give you a little inside to each chapter are supposed to be like the original Pokémon show. I always fancied myself as a narrator….haha. I'm just kidding. Although those are probably my favorite parts to type up.

Don't worry, I will be continuing work on my halted stories Paupous and High School, Viva La Vida!, and whatever else I need to finish up for my faithfully wonderful readers. Back to my story now….so, I took a Poke-adventure and turned it into a full-length story. I made Oak perverted, but then again, something's really the matter with a man who breaks into someone's house to tell them about Pokémon. Creepy, weird, and the perfect pervert for my story. I'm also trying to include real bits from the games as well as incorporate a little of the shows. Those purple flowers? If you've ever played Pokémon Crystal, these stupid things are all over the ground where there isn't grass. Don't give them crap though, guys…the game was meant for Game Boy Color. Hahaha.

So, until next time…adios! Floss your teeth, go to bed, and wake up with a smile on your face and Nutella toast in your hand…yum.