Atrocious
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, as it is the sole possession of Nintendo and Game Freak Inc. Any Pokémon depicted are not my creations, nor are the cities/landscapes of the game my creations. I own nothing except my OC's and do not intend to make any money from this fan fiction.
AN: I had no idea what to say so just don't bother with this note and enjoy the story. Go on. Enjoy it. Why are you still reading? Read the story. It's right there. What's taking so long? Read. Read. I said READ!
A disgruntled boy of about 12 years of age burst into the Pokémon Center in Mahogany Town. His hair was spikey, placed in erratically spaced towers. His nose was of average size and he had sparkly black eyes. He wore an unassuming black polo shirt, with the collar up, and the top unbuttoned. A small necklace hung at his collarbone. He wore a plain pair of jeans and some hiking boots. This boy was none other than Gary Oak.
Nurse Joy turned around from her stove in surprise. It was rather early in the morning after all; most of the other trainers wouldn't be up for another hour or so. She had just started making breakfast for the trainers when they woke up, so naturally she was unprepared for the boy's rushed entry. She noted the look of concern on the boy's face.
"Nurse Joy I need you to take care of this Pokémon that I caught this morning, he's in bad shape!" Gary blurted out, unable to contain himself any longer.
"Most certainly. Chansey!" Nurse Joy yelled at the back room, a twinge of annoyance evident in her words.
A bleary-eyed, egg shaped Pokémon emerged from the back room, stumbling every other step. "Have you been napping again?" Nurse Joy practically yelled at the Chansey.
The Chansey began to back away slowly, all the while shaking her head vehemently. "Oh yes you have!" exclaimed one Nurse Joy, beginning to chase the rather frightened Chansey across the room.
"Get back here and let me teach you a lesson!" Nurse Joy called after the fleeing figure.
Chansey spun around wildly, before settling in the direction of the back room she had emerged from. She ran in, but before she could close the door, Nurse Joy was in the room with her. The door slammed shut, and seconds later, a shouting match could be heard. Gary Oak cringed when he imagined what the Chansey was going through.
Several minutes later, both Nurse Joy and the Chansey appeared, the Chansey looking severely cowed and Nurse Joy looking a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry that you had to see that," Nurse Joy said apologetically, looking at her shoes. "Chansey here will take your Pokémon and in a few minutes breakfast will be ready."
Gary Oak's stomach growled in anticipation of the breakfast and he handed his Pokémon to the Chansey to be healed. Several minutes later he was feasting on bacon, eggs, and milk, with his fully healed Pokémon eating beside him. Gary however didn't touch his food, just stared at it with hunger and curiosity in his eyes. Gary Oak realized that he was unfamiliar with his food, so he gave him his plate and ordered another. Recognition showed in the gyarados' eyes, and seconds later, the food was clean. Gary had eaten it so fast that the other Pokémon hadn't even seen him do it.
When Gary Oak came back and saw the hungry look and the empty plate, he ordered another plate. And another. And another. And another. Until Gary was on 10th plate, Gary Oak hadn't worried. Until the 15th plate, Gary Oak attributed it to size. Until the 20th plate, Gary Oak attributed it to his enlarged state of hunger. After the 30th plate, Gary Oak became a little bit nervous. After the 40th plate, Gary Oak was a lot nervous. Finally, at the 46th plate, Gary stopped wanting more food. The worried look faded from Gary Oak's face. He cast an apologetic look to the exhausted Nurse Joy. He gave her an apology of 100 poké, before recalling Gary and hurrying out the door, not wanting to trespass on Nurse Joy's hospitality any longer.
After reaching the forest, Gary Oak released Gary from his pokéball. He stepped back to get a good look at his newfound companion. Gary had much improved from his previous state, but he was still smaller than the other Gyarados Gary Oak had seen. His scales were also significantly duller than the other Gyarados. Now that Gary Oak paid closer attention to the color of the scales, they were greener than blue… "He's a shiny!" Gary Oak exclaimed with shock. He had had no idea. "But," he promised himself quietly, "I will not allow this to inhibit my capacity to train or my relationship with my Gyarados."
Gary Oak released his Skarmory from his pokéball, directing it to return it to his hometown, the quiet little town of Pallet. When he arrived, the sun had just set; all of the inhabitants of Pallet Town had gone home for the night. The earliest streetlights were just beginning to activate themselves. Gary Oak sighed. How he had missed this quaint little town over the years.
Getting an idea, Gary Oak released Gary from his pokéball. "Gyarados," Gary Oak said with a grand wave of his arm, "this is my hometown, Pallet Town. Home of my grandfather, the famous Professor Oak."
I wonder how that old codger is doing, Gary Oak wondered silently. I bet he won't even remember my name. Gary Oak laughed at the thought, and walked into the Pokémon Lab.
AN: I used the Skarmory from The Ties That Bind, where it is shown on the screen. Obscure, I know, but I couldn't use Aerodactyl. Dysfunctional Pokémon Centers, shiny gyarados, and a jab a Prof. Oak. It's been quite a chapter. Remember to review!