I don't own Pokemon, but Harold is mine.

Tommy and Kimberly are going to be of use.

Lil, Figs, Sparks, Autumn, and Snippy also are my own characters.

Warning: Do not make Harold angry. You wont like him when he's angry or at least for this chapter.

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Ch.6 Adopted

12-4-08

(Autumn's POV)

Poppy finally took us to see the city. Remember when I said that he lied? Well, Poppy had taken Snippy and me to the city before. Mommy wasn't ever supposed to find out. I don't know why Mommy's so afraid. Me and Snippy always stay real close to Poppy. Poppy says that no body tries to catch us, because no body ever thinks that there are pokemon like Poppy in the wild.

"Now remember to stay close Autumn," Poppy said looking back at us.

"Okay!" I cheered.

"Um, Autumn...," Snippy spoke timidly, "are you sure that you're okay."

"Of course I am," I smiled. I can't even remember the last time I was so happy.

"You're not acting like yourself today."

"Snippy, you're the one that's been acting strange," I giggled.

"I've never seen you this," he paused to make sure that Poppy wasn't listening, "happy before..."

"I just feel happy to be alive today, that's all."

"I thought I told you two to stay close," Poppy returned to us, "it's bad enough that I brought you two inside the city, but if I lose even a hair on one of you two, it would be the death of me."

Poppy then picked me up by the scruff and continued walking. I had a strange feeling of deja vous.

(Tom's POV)

"Well, here we are," I said to Kimberly.

"Tommy, are you sure that you want to do this."

"Sure, I'm sure."

"Can you really handle the responsibility along with your own house?"

"You know that I asked you to help me pick which one, not wether or not I should right?"

"Yeah, I know but," Kimberly looked up at the sign.

The sign read: Pewter City Pokemon Adoption Center

"Do you really want to get a new Ra...," she stuttered, "a new persian?"

"Kimberly, I'm over Rachel's death, so you don't have to be afraid to just say it," Kimberly gasped at my comment. It seemed to be what was bothering her. In truth, saying her name again, in those sentences, hit me pretty hard. I'm not replacing Rachel... I couldn't do that if I tried.

"So, shall we get going," I said moving forward. Kim fallowed shortly behind me.

(Harold's POV)

"Nya," I yawned waking up from my nap, "(Man, it feels like I've been sleeping for days.)"

*Bonk*

"(Oh come on, I just woke up!)," I said as I quickly opened the note.

Dear Harold,

You have been sleeping for days. I decided to give you a break, sort of. In case you didn't notice. You have recently been adopted.

I stopped reading long enough to register that I was in fact in someone's home.

Now, before you start complaining again, I tried everything that I could to prevent this from happening. Now if you don't mind, I will now perform a flashback. So don't freak out about the shimmering scenery.

with love,

Nanashi Chimera

It was at this moment that the scenery started to warp and I saw a glimpse of the past.

(Harold's General POV)

This couple walked into the store. Both seemed to be around the age of twenty at most. They walked up to the counter. A strange looking man stood there. I recognized the man right away, but the two of them didn't seem to have notice the strange features.

....As you know, I'm not allowed to to be in one of my fics, so don't tell anyone...

"Hey, I'd like to adopt one of your Pokemon."

"Pardon mais, Je ne sais pas du Francis!"

.... I tried telling them that I couldn't speak their language, but they found out pretty quick that I was lying... I don't see how they could have... my accent was flawless...

"What do you mean you don't know French," the girl yelled, "you just did and Tommy wasn't speaking French!"

...I decided to try a different language...

"Feliz Navidad!"

"It's not Christmas!"

....I only knew one other language if that didn't work then I'd have to start the whole scene over again...

"Um, Gesundheit?"

"No one sneezed," they both glared at Nanashi.

"Oh, I give up, rewrite!" Nanashi snapped his fingers and the entire scene rewinded. The couple walked into the store. They walked up to the counter as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, I'd like to adopt one of your Pokemon."

"Sorry, all out. Come back say, tomorrow."

"Ha, ha! Very funny," Tommy said, "seriously though, I'd like to adopt one of the Pokemon here."

"I'm sorry sir, but there are no Pokemon here."

"Then why are you still open," the girl asked.

"Um," Nanashi said, "Just in case somebody comes in with one. So like I said, come back tomorrow."

"Oh well, come on Tommy," the girl said.

"Are you sure that there are no Pokemon here?"

"You bet cha!"

.... Strangely enough, that plan worked... until...

"Yo Mac, where are you," another man came in, "Hey you're not Mac! Who are you and why is Mac tied up on the floor there?"

"You have got to be kidding me! Rewrite," Nanashi snapped his fingers yet again.

This time, however, I found myself back on the present date. I read the note before me.

I tried everything! But somebody really wants this kid to adopt a Pokemon. Even after I had given up, I decided that I would attempt to give them a different Pokemon instead of you.

The room shimmered again. This time we were in the back room of the building. There were quite a selection of Pokemon. Including many Skitties, Snubul, Rattata, Growlithe, but there was only one Meowth.

"Let's see we have quite a collection of Skitty just waiting to be adopted," Nanashi said as he tried to hide the carrier that I was in, "or if you prefer we have a few Growlithe waiting to protect some new masters."

"Is that a Meowth?"

"This, no," Nanashi tried to lie, but Tom ran up to my cage, knocking Nanashi out of the way in the process.

"Oh look at him, he's so cute!"

"Tommy, you told me that you weren't going to..."

"Yeah, I know," Tom said still staring at me, or rather my sleeping body, "but just look at him!"

"Alright, he is kind of cute."

"Oh, you don't want him, he has, um, fleas!"

"What are fleas?"

"Dag-it! Rewrite," Nanashi said as the scene faded away and I reappeared in the house. It took me a moment before I started reading again.

I spent the last few days trying to get them to not adopt you. I tried the making clones. Tommy picked you out of a hundred. I tried saying that you were a runt and the boy wanted you even more. I tried turning your fur black. Tommy backed off, but the girl wanted you because you were 'shiny'... or something. And the list goes on like that. For fun, I even put you into a vat of nuclear waste, but the kid still wanted you.

So, let me be the first to welcome you to your new home.

signed again with love,

Nanashi Chimera

P.S. You are no longer mute.

p.p.s. This note will self-destruct when the next chapter starts. Whether you're ready for it or not.

I stopped reading the note and ran for the door. I didn't know how much time I had left before the next chapter of my horrible life started, but I was not about to be blown up again!

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Ooh! I love blowing Harold up.

Putting this story on Hiatus. I need to work on the story for a bit. I may come back later, but don't tell Harold.