Author notes:
1)English is my second language. Forgive me for any mistake.
2)I don't own Pokemon, obviously.
3)I only own the plot for this story and the eventual OCs
4)Pokemon's speeches are "Like this"
The ponyta felt quite happy when she was surrounded by other pokemon and people. They were being nice to her unlike its parents. She felt so lonely and its cries didn't make anyone of her own kin give her any attention.
"What's your name?" asked Hiro.
The ponyta remained quiet. Its parents didn't it one. The fire-type looked down not knowing what even say.
"Does that fire on your back and tail hurt at all?" asked Touma a bit perplexed. He hadn't seen any of that kind of pokemon before.
But the horse-like pokemon also didn't know what to answer. She didn't feel any pain from her own fire, but it clearly could hurt others. She just kept looking down. Both Hiro and Touma cringed seeing the fire-type's reaction.
Not liking that situation, Misaka glared daggers to her male pokemon friends. She was a little mad because they just made the small pokemon feel even more sad. "Welcome to the family! Don't mind those two. They sometimes talk too much, but they're really nice. Jack, that human boy, is also a very good person. You're going to love being with us."
The ponyta neighed weakly in happiness, but then its legs started to tremble and it laid down abruptly for everyone's surprise. Jack got really worried about that pokemon. He turned to his father and asked: "Can we take it to the pokemon center now?"
The man still wanted to show him the farm a little more, but seeing how concerned Jack was, he conceded: "Yes, we can. I think it'll be better if you carry it in the pokeball, don't you think?"
The boy nodded and picked an empty small pokeball from his pocket. He clicked on the button of the device to enlarge it. "Don't worry. You'll be okay soon." Than he tossed the ball which hit the fire-type's head. The pokemon became a red light and entered into the device.
Jack smiled softly and told his father: "I guess we can go now."
The man smiled and said: "Alright, then. Next stop Pokemon center." Then he added in his mind. 'Wow…His love for pokemon is really something.'
Then the man, the boy and the three pokemon walked back to the car and headed to the pokemon center. The trip was quiet among the two humans. Jack, who was at the backseat with his pokemon just to make sure they don't accidentally open the door of the vehicle and fall, was staring at the pokeball containing the young ponyta in it. He automatically related with that pokemon. After all, he was also abandoned by his parents.
During the travel, the abra felt quite anxious. Not only because he was also worried about the fire-type pokemon, but also because he didn't know what the doctor would do to him. Touma started to sweat could as he imagine a doctor with a white coat, shining glasses holding a foot long needle and daring to say with a creepy smile: "Don't worry, it won't hurt one bit!"
"Maybe…just the ponyta needs to attend the doctor. I'm feeling great now you know." The psychic said. But he lied in his last statement. He was still feeling the clench in his chest.
"Don't be so scared, Touma. We'll be there for you." Hiro said.
"Yeah! But, please, don't try teleport your way out like you tried to do last time. Jack had to keep you inside of the pokeball so you could stay still for the check-up and a few shots to protect us against some diseases. You had to be sedated afterwards." Misaka said.
The abra then asked: "But what if they want some of my blood and use a needle?"
The nidorino added: "It's just a needle. They aren't that bad, Touma!"
Touma replied sarcastically: "It's just a sharp object that pierces our skin to inject and/or extract stuff into/from us painfully. It's like a walk in the park!"
The other two pokemon rolled their eyes. It was useless to discuss that subject with their psychic friend. They just hoped the doctors didn't need to use needles on him. The last time was a really pain for everyone.
After an hour of traveling back to the town, they arrived at the pokemon center. John, Jack and his pokemon left the car and walked to the building. At the entrance of it, Touma said: "I think I forgot something in the car, I'll be right back."
"You won't get away when you're feeling sick, Touma! For crying out loud. Don't you want to know what's wrong with you? What if this is something serious? The sooner it's healed the better it'll be!" Misaka said holding the abra's hand. She then had an idea. Before the abra could teleport away, she used thunder wave on him.
The electricity didn't hurt him, but paralyzed his body. "HE-Y! Th-at's chea-ting! Hel-p me, Hi-ro!" Touma protested as his body tensed everytime he tried to teleport.
"Sorry, buddy. But I have to agree with Misaka on this one." The nidorino answered.
Seeing the commotion of his pokemon, Jack noticed the yellow sparks of electricity coming out of the ampharos hitting the abra. The boy didn't need to understand what they were saying to know that Misaka had just prevented Touma from trying to run again from the doctor.
The boy then picked the abra on his arms because the psychic type could barely walk while he was paralyzed. The family got inside of the building and went towards a nurse who was behind the counter.
"May I help you?" She asked nicely. She remembered seeing Jack many times there. She had brown hair, green eyes and a milky skin named Emily.
"Yes, I've come here to check on this ponyta cub. It looks like its mother abandoned it and it was quite weak." Then the boy gave her the pokeball containing the ponyta and then he continued: "I also want to check on my abra. My pokemon told me he wasn't feeling very well." The boy said giving the abra to the nurse to hold
"You pokemon told you?" the nurse repeated incredulously holding the abra.
The boy rubbed the back of his head as he explained: "Well, not with words. But we developed a code of drawing symbols to be able to communicate better. Also, they can answer 'yes' or 'no' questions." Then he remembered something and said: "My abra has a little bit of fear of needles and because of that he was kinda…paralyzed by my ampharos here, so he won't start a ruckus like last time."
The nurse chuckled. She was there when the abra teleported all over the place running from the doctors who only wanted to give him a few shots that would only do him good on the long run. She also was aware of how the boy was attached to his pokemon, but it still surprised her that he was able to teach them that much.
"Don't worry. I'll tell everything to the doctor. You can wait here. I don't think it'll take too long. Today has been a slow day and currently there's no pokemon being attended, so the doctor will see your pokemon now." Emily said with a smile.
The boy then said: "Thanks. We'll be waiting here."
Before the nurse left with both pokemon she glanced at the man near Jack. She recognized him instantly. She couldn't help but to smile seeing that the boy who often came to the pokemon center to bring some hurt wild pokemon there.
Full of curiosity the nurse asked the boy why he didn't capture those pokemon. He even brought a larvitar there and they were really rare, especially in that area. The boy answered that he would never force a pokemon to stay with him and that if the pokemon chose so he would let them roam free once they're healed.
The nurse found it quite noble from the boy's part. It was also very rare among the boys of his age who mostly cared only about getting strong and rare pokemon to use in battles. She wondered if he would become a pokemon doctor or even a pokemon breeder someday.
The man and boy sat down on a blue couch nearby as they waited for the exams to be done. The poison-type and electric-type pokemon were waiting as well. They were hoping that it was nothing serious with both Touma and the ponyta.
The boy then felt a hand on his right shoulder and when he looked at the direction he saw his father smiling and assuring him: "Don't worry. They're going to be fine."
The boy smiled softly in reply. The man had seen how worried his son's expression was and he wanted to do something to cheer the boy a little. The two pokemon also smiled seeing that scene.
But afterwards there was some sort of silence in the room. The pokemon weren't in mood to play to pass the time, because they were too worried for that. The man also didn't know what else to say to the kid to cheer him up. The boy always got too nervous when he saw a weakened, hurt or even sick pokemon.
After an hour, a doctor, who was wearing a white lab coat with a pokeball symbol on its back, came out of the room and saw the boy along with his father in the waiting room. He also saw the little ampharos and the nidorino looking with attention at the man. Everyone wanted to know about the health status of both pokemon.
"Let's begin with the ponyta. It's quite unnourished. As you've told me, her mother didn't want to accept her as her child so, I guess she didn't have much to eat. But don't worry. She has been drinking some milk as soon as we detected the problem. If you're going to keep her, you'll need a few bottles of milk to feed her."
"I see… I don't mind doing it for her. But will milk be enough for her?" Then the boy paused for a while. And asked: "So, it's a female ponyta, then?"
The doctor nodded and replied: "Yes, milk will be enough for her for the next couple of months. Ponytas are one of the few species of pokemon that need to be breast fed. And Yes, it's a female ponyta."
The boy sighed in relief when he heard that the ponyta's problem could be easily fixed, but then he asked with the concern coming back: "What about my abra?"
The doctor sighed: "Yes, that little troublemaker…I've run several tested on him and even took advantage of his paralyzed status and even took some of his blood to make tests and he has no health problem or whatsoever. Well, taking apart the whole paralysis status thing."
The boy raised an eyebrow: "Really? But he was feeling bad earlier this day."
The doctor shrugged as he answered: "It must have been something temporary. He must have been stressed, tired or something like that. But I assure you that he has no health problems."
"That's weird…" muttered the nidorino.
Then the man wearing a white coat continued: "I've told my assistants to give the abra a Parlyz Heal while I came here to talk to you, so I could have some time before…" then Touma teleported right on the boy's lap hugging him tightly. "…he tried to mess things up again."
"The horror…THE HORROR…Please don't let them get near of me. Please. I'll be good. Please. No more needles." Begged the psychic clutching to the boy's shirt.
"Don't be such a crybaby, Touma! The doctor said you're fine. Are you really sure you're feeling bad?" Misaka said.
The abra wasn't feeling that clenching on his chest while he was at the medical room, but the feeling was back now. For some reason. He didn't know what to answer for this question. If the doctor had just said he was fine, what was he feeling?
The psychic-type teleported to the floor to look at his friend's faces and asked forgetting his fear for needles for a moment.: "I don't know. I do feel a something bad in my chest time from time. Are you sure the doctor said there was nothing wrong with me?"
"Yes. He said it might be tiredness or even stress. It started when we moved to our new house, right? So it must be because you're not feeling very comfortable at a new home yet." Hiro said.
"Maybe…" Touma answered scratching his cheek.
The boy ended up having the same conclusion as his nidorino in his mind. He got up and thanked the doctor for taking the abra and also for being patient with his pokemon tantrums.
The doctor sighed and replied truthfully: "There's no problem, kiddo. He isn't the first pokemon to cause trouble here and won't be the last either. Just try to make him stop to freak out when he sees something pointy."
Then Emily appeared holding a pokeball and said: "Here's your pokemon, Jack."
The boy smiled and said: "Thanks, Miss Emily." Then he turned thanked the doctor as well.
John also thanked both for taking great care of his son's pokemon and then they left the pokemon center. But before they went back to the house, the man drove them to a store to buy some specialized bottles for pokemon and also some milk for the ponyta. The man also bought several Burn Heals. He figured his son would need lots of them having that pokemon around.
Back at the house, John park the car at the garage. After they all got out, the boy, while carrying the products they had bought with his left hand, released the ponyta of the pokeball with his other free hand. The horse-like pokemon looked a bit surprised to see such change in her environment, but wasn't curious to know more about that place. Instead, she just approached jack and neighed again wanting some attention and for her happiness the boy attended her wish.
He petted her on the head and said: "This will be your new home for a while. You can live with me if you want to, but you don't have to if you don't. But please bear with me until you can at least feed for yourself, okay?"
But the ponyta had no intention of leaving that kid at all. In fact, the ponyta looked at the boy as if it was her paternal figure because he was the first being to show her kindness. But the boy started to feel his hand quite hot because of the instability of her fire.
However, the man had to intervened in that touching scene: "Son, as much as I love pokemon, I can't allow one that can set the entire house of fire!"
The boy opened his mouth to protest, but then he closed it afterwards. He couldn't deny his logic. Until the ponyta couldn't control her fire, she could really cause a tragic accident.
Then the boy had an idea: "This house has a backyard, right? I saw it when we were leaving sooner to the farm. How about if I camp there during the time being until she can control her fire?"
The man looked incredulous to know how far the boy would go for a pokemon. He was willing to trade a comfortable and warm bed for a sleeping bag! "Sure…As long it's temporary, of course."
The boy nodded and then his father spoke again: "here. I'll show a place where you can stay with the ponyta for the time being. The man then guided the boy and his four pokemon out of the garage and then circling the house to reach its backyard.
It had a pool, a garden with flowers, a small area with stone floor and a basketball basket on a wall and a place with nothing but grass on it. The man then pointed to the area with just grass and said: "We still haven't decided to do with that place. It's quite big, it also has a quite big cover for rainy days and its near of a door leading inside of the house to make your access easier. I think that's the best place for her, don't you think?"
The boy nodded and said with a smile: "Thanks, Mr. John! Don't worry. I promise the ponyta won't cause any problem at all."
The mans smiled back but then they were distracted by a neigh of the ponyta. She was getting hungry again. Ponyta cubs eat a lot at a early age due their metabolism to produce continuous fire.
The boy then looked to his pokemon and asked: "Is she feeling bad?" after getting a 'no' from his pokemon, who just shook their heads, he asked again: "Is she hungry?" and this time he got a positive answer.
Then Jack looked around and saw a table with a blue parasol in the middle of it with a few chair nearby. He turned to John and asked: "Can I use that table for a while?"
The man then answered: "Sure." He wanted to see what the boy was up to. After seeing that the pokemon had just 'answered' the boy about the pokemon's hunger, he thought that the boy was going to ask him to ask someone of his staff to prepare the food for the fire-type creature.
The boy got near of the table and took off all the products from the plastic bag. He then started to prepare the bottle of milk with some extra vitamins and minerals his father had also bought to enhance it. He then called the ponyta come near him and she obeyed promptly.
He then gave the bottle to the horse-like pokemon and it started to suck its content happily. The boy petted the pokemon on the head as she ate ignoring the heat coming from her head. The man looked at the scene with awe, but the other three pokemon weren't that surprised. They knew that Jack was a good person and he would do the exact same thing for any of them.
"Have you decided which name she'll have?" the man asked curious.
Jack nodded and answered as he continued to feed her with a bottle of milk: "Yes. She'll be called Fiona."
End of chapter 7
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