Dawson is a character based in Cornova's Pokewars alternate universe.
April 17th
A single signpost was all Dawson could find to lean on, his backpack leaning against the pole as well, while the two kids he was tasked with babysitting caught up with him. Route 202, clearly written within was one of the only effective ways to get from Sandgem town to Jubilife city and he was confident that the two children would be along. He stared at a folded map as the time passed.
"Looks like at least two days outside, three if those kids slow me down." He mumbled to himself, "Then Jubilife city for the third or fourth day. After that its route 203 to Orburgh gate and through that to the city itself. Here's hoping it doesn't take longer than a week."
Looking up Dawson saw from the edge of town the two children heading his way. Folding the map and putting it away he picked up his pack and put it on as Simon and Samantha reached him. Both children stopped at the sign and all three of them waited for several minutes for the other to say something. Samantha seemed intent not to even make eye contact as she deliberately looked away.
"So... you're supposed to watch us?" Simon said.
Dawson looked over at the off put young boy, "Yeah I guess so..." He said.
The boy puffed out his chest trying to make himself bigger, "Well we don't need you to babysit us!" Simon replied, "We know how to get along on our own."
"Sure you do..." Dawson said smiling at the boys bravado, "But even if you do if I were to show up at Oreburgh without you two in tow I'd get a royal chewing out from both your parents and mine. So do me the favor of letting me tag along with you two"
"Well... we could let you tag along, but we wanted to do this by ourselves." Simon replied.
"Fine let me make this easier for you then." Dawson said, "You let me tag along or I coincidentally follow you everywhere you go until we reach Oreburgh city."
"Hey that's... that's... NOT FAIR, YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" The boy cried aghast.
"Yeah I can. Listen we both get the short end of the stick in this situation." Dawson replied, "So let's try not to make this last longer by fighting it."
"He's right Simon." Samantha said, "Lets just get this over with so we don't have to deal with him for that long."
She directed a cold stare at him as she walked past the new trainer. Simon looked back and forth between his sister and Dawson. Finally he settled on Dawson and watched him with a confused look.
"I thought her Pokemon beauty contests sounded stupid..." He said with a sigh.
"Oh..." Simon replied understanding.
Catching up to Samantha the three began walking down the road towards their first destination. Simon's sister made no acknowledgment of the two as they caught up to her. She made her irritation with Dawson abundantly clear as she refused to even look at him and kept a haughty attitude whenever he tried to talk to her.
It didn't take long for the trio to make it to the forest surrounding the town. The road was well maintained however and Dawson knew that if they stuck with it they would reach Jubilife within the next two days or so. This train of thought was the primary reason he cringed when Simon Stopped at a nearby trail to the road. He tried to keep walking past it, hoping he could overrule the child's intent by passive aggressive means, but was forced to stop when the boy began talking to him.
"Hey we're going to take this path right?" He asked Dawson.
"I was hoping to avoid it." The teenager replied.
"But if we take the main road we'll never meet any Pokemon along the way." Simon protested.
"Yeah that was the intent." He said, "Get to Jubilife then Oreburgh as fast as possible and be done with this."
"We can't do that!" Simon said, "We need Pokemon for this journey, we won't get any taking the main road."
"My heart bleeds for you." Dawson replied.
Samantha let out a 'humph' and started walking down the path, "Come on Simon, his parents will chew him out if he doesn't stick with us so it's not like he gets a say in where we go." She said.
"What... Oh yeah." The boy said understanding.
With that he started walking down the path after his sister. Dawson was left on the side of the road staring at the kids as they walked further and further away. Closing his eyes and feeling a start of headache he rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"Stupid brat is using my own arguments against me..." He said starting down the path as well.
For the next several hours the group made good time though the forest. The clear sky and cool air made the traveling easy for the trio. The path, like the road they left, was well maintained and easy to walk over with very few roots, rocks, or potholes to worry about. Dawson found himself enjoying the easy trip and began to let his mind wander only to nearly run into Simon and Samantha as they stopped in front of him.
"Hey whats the big-" Dawson started
He was immediately shushed by Samantha, "Shh look!" she said.
Ahead of the three on the trail was a wild Pokemon hovering near a tree along the side of the path. It's body was comprised of three orange hexagons in a triangular formation with a face in the center of each one. The only distinguishing differences between the three faces was a small red triangle at the top of the bottom face. Two wings at the side of it'd body flapped as it drank something from the side of the tree.
"A Combee." Simon said excitedly, "Oh and it's female too!"
Drawing the Pokeball at his waist and unhooking and dropping his pack he stepped towards towards the Pokemon. With a smooth motion he threw the capsule and from inside flashed a bight light releasing his Piplup. The water penguin stood ready for battle as the Combee stopped gathering from the tree and squared off with the small bird.
"Piplup use peck!" The boy shouted.
Her beak glowing white Piplup leapt into action. Her bound crossing the distance and air between the two Pokemon. The Combee barely had time to dodge to the side as the bird flew though the space it occupied mere moments ago.
Landing a few feet away Puplup turned and faced her opponent again. The Combee chose to use this time to beat its wings releasing a sweet fragrance from its body. The odor permeated though the air and Piplup found herself and her body relaxing to the sweet smell.
"Piplup snap out of it!" Simon said.
Before his Pokemon could respond she was hit with a massive burst of wind and pushed back. Falling over herself she gripped the ground as the Combee continued to use its gust to push back the small bird. Slowly losing her grip Piplup struggled to hang on despite the wind.
"Hang in their Piplup and use peck when the wind stops." Simon said.
As soon as the Combee's gust lessened by a fraction Piplup was up and charging the bug Pokemon. With it's beak glowing it made another diving lunge at Combee. It's second attack fared much better as the Combee was knocked backwards into the dirt. Piplup landed and readied itself for another attack.
"Alright Piplup I got this!" Simon shouted.
Pulling a Pokeball from his waist the boy took a step towards the recovering Combee. Simon raised the ball above his head, swung it behind his back as far as his arm could stretch, then brought it back forwards in a circular counter clockwise swinging motion, and with a single rotation let the Pokeball fly. The Combee had just righted itself when the ball hit it. With a single flash it's body turned red and was absorbed into the capsule.
Hitting the ground the ball began to shake and tremble as the center light blinked repeatedly as the Pokemon inside struggled to escape. Several moments past as everyone watched and waited to see the result. Simon gulped as he watched the efforts of his first battle. Seconds later both the beeping and the trembling stopped and the ball let off a pinging noise.
Practically leaping for joy Simon rushed over to the ball and picked it up. As soon as it was in his hands he rushed over to Piplup and wrapped the tiny bird Pokemon in a relatively massive hug. Jumping up and down he laughed and started spinning around in excitement.
"YES, YES, YES, YES!" He said "We just caught our first Pokemon Piplup!"
Dawson leaned over and whispered Samantha, "That was a softball pitch?" He asked.
"Yes." She replied coldly.
"Your going to be on this whole 'you hate me' thing for a while aren't you?" Dawson said sighing.
Simon, who had finally calmed down enough to recall his Piplup, walked over to the two and looked between them again. Dawson chose not to say anything but begin walking again. Passing Simon his sister soon followed and the boy was left with the distinct feeling that somehow the joy of catching his first Pokemon was lost on the two. Sighing dejectedly he put his newly captured Pokemon on his belt and started walking after them.
Another hour or so passed and the group eventually came to a stop at a stream that passed near the trail. Without a word Dawson took off his pack and placed it near a log before sitting down on it. Simon and Samantha looked at each other for a second before their gaze returned to the new trainer.
"Why are we stopping?" Simon asked.
Taking out a energy bar Dawson looked up at the two, "Because I'm hungry and its close enough to lunch time to warrant a break for some food." He replied.
"Well we're going on ahead." Samantha said as she started walking.
Giving Dawson's energy bar and envious look Simon felt his stomach grumble, "But sis..." Simon said.
His reply was shot down by a glare from his sister, "You'll get in trouble if you don't keep an eye on us." She said in a threatening manner.
Dawson chuckled at her reply, "Sure I will but the day two kids like can outdistance me on a hike is the day I give up being sarcastic." Dawson said, "You to kids go on ahead I'll catch up later I'm sure."
Samantha started walking down the path again leaving behind the two guys. Simon gave an anguished look at Dawson's lunch before hurriedly following his sister down the trail as well. Dawson was left eating as he watched the two disappear down the path. After a few moments of munching on his bar he was struck by a thought.
Reaching to his waist he pulled out his Pokeball. Pressing the release button on the ball he let out his Turtwig onto the trail. With a cry he stretched it's legs slightly and looked up at his Trainer expectantly. Dawson held out the last few bites of his energy bar towards his Pokemon. With a shake of its head it, as politely as it could, refused the offered food.
"Ok... so you don't eat regular food." Dawson said, "Are you hungry?"
Turtwig shook his head and walked over to the nearby stream and began to drink the water, "Ahh thirsty." Dawson said.
"So... do you work like regular plants though photosynthesis?" He asked.
Turtwig looked up at his trainer with a confused expression, "Photosynthesis... its where you absorb nutrients and stuff though light or air or somethi- Why am I trying to explain this to a Pokemon?" He asked himself rhetorically.
Standing up he finished off the last few bites of his energy bar Dawson picked up his pack and prepared to head out again. Reaching to his waist he pulled out Turtwig's Pokeball and readied to return the Pokemon to its container. He was stopped when Turtwig let out a cry and started walking next to him.
Blinking a few times Dawson looked at his Pokemon, "You want travel outside?" He said to his nodding Turtwig, "Well I guess that's fair. Its not like it'll hurt anyone."
With that he began walking again with Turtwig following a few steps behind him. He had spent about ten minutes, he guessed, eating his lunch so the two kids would have only gotten a little further ahead of him. Sure enough after a few minutes of walking Dawson heard the telltale sounds of a battle up ahead. Soon Dawson could see though the trees both Simon and Samantha ahead.
Samantha had her Chimchar out of its Pokeball and was currently battling with what looked like a bundle of leaves. The green mass of foliage dodged to the side again and again as Chimchar attacked with a rapid series of claw swipes. Dawson approached behind Simon and tapped the boy on the shoulder.
Jumping slightly Simon turned towards him, "Dawson!" He said, "Jeeze you startled me."
"Yeah sorry," Dawson replied. "What is that thing?"
"That's a Burmy." He said, "Its a bug type Pokemon, often found in forests, surrounds it self with a cocoon of leaves for warmth, can evolve-"
"I just asked what it was not the human Pokedex entry." He said interrupting, "You know for a Pokemon with fire coming out of its butt I expected more... well... fire."
"She could just win with a fire attack but then the Burmy would likely run away." Simon replied.
Dawson watched as the Burmy launched a counter attack at Chimchar. Several multicolored balls of light shone from its leaf coat and shot towards the fire Pokemon. With a grace of a gymnast Chimchar leapt backwards into the air and landed on a tree avoiding the attack.
"Limber little fellow." Dawson commented
"Yeah Chimchar's are often picked by coordinators because of that." Simon replied.
"Not that someone like you would care about that." Samantha said over her shoulder, "Chimchar ember!"
The monkey Pokemon jumped down from the tree and spit out a wave of red hot spheres of fire. The attack shot towards the Burmy while it stood its ground. Inches from the bug Pokemon the fire attack crashed into a clear glass like wall in front of Burmy. The Pokemon slowly started to back away from the wall towards some of the nearby brush. Before it could retreat Chimchar leapt over the wall and landed directly in front of Burmy.
"Fury swipes!" Samantha shouted.
Chimchar wasted no time launching a rapid series of claw slashes across the bug Pokemon's body. Layer upon layer of leaves was stripped away until the fire Pokemon was finally attacking the bug underneath. With a smooth motion Samantha pulled a Pokeball from her waist and brought it up in front of her face.
"OK Chimchar!" She said.
Closing her eyes she visualized the Burmy in front of her as her Chimchar dodged out of the way. Doing a graceful pirouette she let the Pokeball slide from her hand and arc though the air towards the wounded Pokemon. Finishing her spin she held a pose with her eyes closed and listened as the Pokeball found its target and began capturing the bug Pokemon. She held her pose, still as a statue, while the pings sounded as the Burmy fought the capture. With a final ping the ball lay still and Samantha finally opened her eyes, rewarded with the sight of the now occupied Pokeball.
Letting out a held breath she straightened out and walked over to the red and white ball and picked it up. Patting her Chimchar on the head she pulled out its Pokeball and returned the fire Pokemon to its ball with her Pokemon returned she placed both balls into her pack. Standing up and walking over to Dawson and Simon she looked at her brother expectantly.
"Well?" She asked.
"Oh..." Simon started nervously, "It was really good, you did a great job catching that Burmy!"
"The over the top flair seemed unnecessary though." Dawson said as he started walking down the path again.
"I didn't ask YOU!" Samantha snapped.
"I know you didn't, now hurry up I want to cover more ground before nightfall." He said.
Simon's sister was about to shout something else out but a quick poke and a shake of the head from him stopped her from starting a shouting match. Adjusting his pack Simon started walking after the teenager with his sister begrudgingly following behind him. Samantha settled for grumbling to herself about how much of a jerk Dawson was.
Another few hours later Dawson found himself stopping yet again for the kids to catch up behind him. He considered himself lucky, however, that Turtwig seemed to be able to keep up with his pace without even showing signs of fatigue unlike the children. Both Simon and Samantha were dragging their feet and lagging behind as Dawson clearly showed his aptitude for travel under these conditions by constantly out pacing them. Sitting on a rock he glanced at the sky and sighed as he noticed the sun creeping closer and closer to the horizon.
"Dawson can we take another break?" Simon pleaded.
Having given up on the cold shoulder an hour ago Simon's sister had started to mimic her brothers complaining "My feet hurt so much." she said.
"You two aren't really the outdoors type are you?" Dawson asked sarcastically.
It was becoming painfully obvious to him how under prepared they were for this trip. Shortly after Samantha had captured her Burmy Simon had asked if Dawson had any more food to share with them. Soon after that the two had started to lag behind him. Dressing in their Sunday best might make them look good in front of the professor but traveling though the woods it was asking for trouble. With shoes not meant for traveling, clothes not meant to be moved around in, and having no food Dawson's headache was rapidly growing into a migraine more powerful then any he had previously.
Getting no response from the kids Dawson sighed, "Alright since it's getting late we'll make camp here." He said.
"Camp?" Samantha asked.
"Aren't we staying at a Pokemon center?" Simon said.
Dawson looked at them as if they grew another head, "There are a lot of Pokemon centers... However there isn't THAT many."
"But... our mom only packed sleeping gear for... you know... and actual bed." Simon said with worry in his voice.
"Wait... WHAT?" Dawson said aghast, "You came out here into the middle of the woods, with no tent, no supplies, no food, NO WATER, and worse still no idea? Unbelievable... Seriously did either of you think about this at all?"
"Well mom was always busy with work, I was just happy be able to go on my adventure." Simon said nervously.
"You don't have to be such a jerk about it." Samantha said.
"Actually the level of incompetence on display here from both your mother and you two almost requires that I handle this in the most jerkish way possible." Dawson said sighing.
"Hey don't make fun of my mom by calling her... whatever you called us!" Simon snapped.
At this point Dawson wasn't listening as he placed his pack down and pulled the map he had stored in one of the many pockets along the side. Unfolding it he lay the map on the ground and started looking over it. Simon and Samantha both walked over and looked at the map Dawson was pouring over.
"What are all those dots on it?" Samantha asked.
"I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume your not talking about the dots that came with the map and in fact are referring to the ones I put down." Dawson said earning him a dark look from Samantha. "These are locations of important things like Pokemon centers, Poke marts, Gyms and other various places that could be useful."
"So where are we?" Simon asked.
"Try to find out in the time it takes me to find what we need." Dawson said
Before Simon could even ask for a hint Dawson folded up the map and started putting it away to the sounds of the boys protest. With the map in a side pocket Dawson stood up and started getting his pack on his shoulders. With it finally back on he addressed Simon.
"Too late, I found what we need." he said. "Now listen both of you." There's a Pokemon center further down this path, several miles further down I should add. We can make it but barely and only if we really hoof it to get there."
"Hoof it?" Samantha asked.
"Effectively move at a pace just shy of running." Dawson replied, "I really don't see much of an option other then that. Its still spring and it can get cold at night, without a sleeping bag or tent you guys are likely to freeze your asses off if you spent the night out here."
"Wait you want us to run the rest of the way?" Simon asked aghast.
"Yes." Dawson replied.
"Ohh man..." The boy said falling to the dirt in a sitting position. "Can we at least rest a little first?"
Rolling his eyes Dawson took off his pack again and leaned it against a tree, "Fine you guys get a five minute break."
Both kids let out a breath of relief and Samantha sat down next to her brother. Dawson was about to pull something from his pack when a nearby patch of bushes started to rustle. All three trainers attention was drawn to it as a small insect like creature crawled out. It was red and beige color with its body looking like some little fat composer.
"Oh a Kricketot." Simon said. "Someone should catch it..."
"Dawson" Samantha said.
"Yeah, what?" Dawson asked.
She pointed to his Pokemon as it stared down the Kricketot, "Turtwig looks like he wants to fight." She said.
Dawson looked down at his Pokemon and to him it did indeed look like it wanted to fight. Turtwig was all but chomping at the bit to attack the Kricketot. Sighing slightly Dawson took a step forwards and stood next to his Pokemon.
"Alright Turtwig..." He said before pausing. "Umm... what can you do?"
"Start off simple Dawson" Simon said, "Just have him use a tackle attack."
"OK, Turtwig use tackle... I guess..." Dawson commanded.
With that Turtwig charged forwards towards the Kricketot slamming its body into the surprised Pokemon. Recovering from the impact the Pokemon let out a growl and squared off against Turtwig. For several moments they stared each other down neither one wanting to take the initiative.
"Turtwig is waiting for an order Dawson!" Simon shouted.
"Oh right." Dawson said, "alright Turtwig... umm... Tackle again."
Another charge and another impact and Turtwig sent the Kricketot sliding back with his impact. The Kricketot however began to glow in response to the attacks. Dawson didn't notice as he ordered another tackle to his grass Pokemon. For several seconds Turtwig hit the Kricketot again and again. It was only after ordering his Pokemon to attack again did Dawson realize what the Pokemon was doing.
As Turtwig charged forwards the light emanating from Kricketot formed in its body. As soon as Turtwig launched itself at the Pokemon the light flashed outwards and Dawson's Pokemon was sent flying backwards into a tree. Crashing into the trunk Turtwig fell to the ground with a thud. The Kricketot let out a happy musical sound in response to its victory.
Dawson was left looking at his Pokemon with a mix of disbelief and embarrassment. The Kricketot scampered off into the brush as Dawson began to hear a snickering behind him. It grew from snickering, to giggling, to barely restrained laughter, to full on laughing as Simon and Samantha doubled over in fits of hysterics.
"H-How could you lose to a Kricketot?" Simon said between breaths.
"Oh my god that was pathetic!" Samantha added with her own laughter.
Dawson's face rapidly flushed as he recalled Turtwig. Putting the Pokeball away he walked over to his backpack amidst the children's laughter and collected his things in silence. Tossing his pack over his shoulder he began heading down the path.
"Breaks over, get moving." He said as he walked away.
The sun had already set leaving the sky a mostly dark save for the dusk glow along the horizon as the group finally reached the Pokemon center. Dawson was slightly winded as he pretty much jogged the entire way, the kids however had the worst of it. He knew he could have gone a little slower for their sake but being laughed at annoyed him considerably.
Dawson looked up at the Pokemon center while he waited for the kids to catch up. It was a log building and almost quaint in its appearance. The forest surrounding the center had a few missing trees and several planted saplings growing telling Dawson where they got the logs. It's Porch contained a few wooden chairs and led into a large waiting area and counter where the Joy's worked.
"You... you almost... left us... behind." Simon gasped.
Both brother and sister had finally caught up to Dawson as he examined the Pokemon center. They were covered in sweat and gasping for breath as they slowed down from their exhausting run. As soon as they got close both of them collapsed onto the grass on the side of the path.
"If I wanted to leave you behind I would have gotten here long before the sun set." Dawson replied.
"Oh you must be the new trainers Rowan called ahead about." Came the voice of a Nurse Joy, "I didn't expect you until tomorrow though."
Dawson looked up on the porch at the Joy talking to them. Her pink and white nurse dress indicating who she was even more then the fact that she was the only one apparently at the center. Dawson smiled and walked up the porch while Samantha and Simon tried to get back on their feet.
"Yeah if these kids had packed properly we would have camped out tonight but being unprepared as they were it was better to do a forced march than risk it." Dawson said, "If at all possible is there anyplace I can put my pack? I still need to head back to Sandgem and pick up a few things from the Pokemart there for these kids."
"Wait your heading back to town?" Joy asked.
"Yeah these kids have no camping supplies so I need to amend that. While I'm sure a little running would be good for them I don't think even I'm callous enough to make them do it for every Pokemon center." Dawson replied.
"No I wasn't asking about why." She clarified, "Officer Jenny is inside the center she might be willing to give you a ride."
"Really? That would be awesome." Dawson said smiling, "Oh before I go can you look after my Turtwig, he ended getting beat up by a weird bug-"
"Kricketot!" Simon gasped out.
"-Yeah one of those." He finished.
"Sure I'll take Turtwig while I introduce you to Officer Jenny." The nurse said.
An hour later Dawson was on his way back to the Pokemon center riding in Officer Jenny's sidecar. Loaded down with several plastic bags from the Pokemart he watched the trees fly by as they traveled down the road in the twilight. A set of lights ahead signaled to the trainer the end of the ride as the Pokemon center came into sight.
As the motorcycle pulled up along side the center Dawson started to climb out, "Thanks again Officer." He said gathering his bags from the sidecar.
"No problem trainer." She said saluting, "Glad to help."
Without another word she accelerated into the night on her bike leaving Dawson standing in front of the center. Gathering up the bags he headed up the buildings porch and into the Pokemon center. The inside was surprisingly well lit and maintained inside with the walls and floor made out of flat wood. Dawson speculated that there was likely insulation and wires between the log exterior and wood floor and ceiling interior. The main desk was currently empty and no one was around that he could see.
"Umm hello?" He called out.
"Ahh you're back." Joy said walking in from the rear of the building, "Sorry I was just watching the Pokemon in the back field."
"Back field?" Dawson asked.
"Yes since we're so far into the woods there's a field not far from here. You can find Pokemon there at almost any time of the day or night." She replied, "Oh your Turtwig is fine by the way. He was just knocked out in your battle. The kids you were with went to bed, apparently they were pretty tired."
"Oh... OK." Dawson said, "Joy... can you show me this place?"
A few minutes later the two of them had parted some bushes and stepped out into a large open field. The moon was high in the sky by now and it's light allowed both nurse and trainer to see clearly. From where they were they could see several Pokemon wandering around, playing, or just passing though this open area.
"Right..." Dawson said focusing on the Pokemon.
"What's the matter?" Joy asked.
"I want to catch one." Dawson replied, "I don't really care about being a trainer but getting laughed at for losing to that bug irritates the hell out of me."
"Oh... have you battled before?" She asked.
"Well... that bug was the first," Dawson said sheepishly, "and clearly that did not go well. Turtwig was doing... I think it was tackle and the bug just one shotted him."
"Well you should check what attacks your Turtwig has first." She said, "If all you did was tackles then its likely you weren't even aware it could do anything else."
"Check?" Dawson asked giving her a confused look.
"You have a Pokedex don't you?" Joy said.
Reaching into his back pocket he pulled out the small device. "Yeah this thing right?" He asked.
"Yes open it up and look up your own Pokemon." She told him.
Opening the computer Dawson cycled though the options. "Umm... Tackle, Bite, Absorb, and Razor leaf."
"Ok now try choosing a Pokemon you want to capture." Joy said handing him Turtwigs Pokeball.
Looking at the field Dawson was silent a few moments before seeing one he liked. "Oh man... That one." He said pointing to the Pokemon.
"A Shinx? A good choice, its an electric type which means your Turtwig should be strong against it." She said, "is that why you chose it?"
"What? he is?" Dawson said looking at her surprised. "I picked it because that thing looks adorable. I mean seriously it's fluffy, black and blue, and one of the cutest things imaginable."
Joy looked slightly shocked when Dawson gave his reason. She often ran into trainers who would chose based on evolution paths or abilities some did pick based on looks but picking one based on adorableness was surprising to her. The trainer didn't notice however as he was already walking towards the Shinx he chose. He tossed the ball up into the air and caught it several times before he signaled out the Pokemon with a pointed finger.
"Nothing personal... but my pride is at stake here." He said addressing the Shinx.
Throwing the ball it flew threw the air before releasing Turtwig with a flash. Many of the other Pokemon in the field fled to the outer edge of the field when Dawson's Pokemon was released. The Shinx, however, stood it's ground and squared off with the grass Pokemon.
Taking a deep breath Dawson stood behind his Pokemon, "OK..." Dawson said. "Let's do... umm... razor leaf."
Without another prompting Turtwig's sapling attached to him flicked forwards two leaves. They flew though the air spinning more like shuriken then leaves. Leaping to the side the Shinx dodged the attack and charged forwards towards Turtwig. Before the grass Pokemon could dodge the Shinx impacted and sent Turtwig sliding back.
"Umm... I guess... absorb then." Dawson called out.
From around the Shinx several red orbs were drawn out of the Pokemon and flew over to Turtwig being absorbed into his body. The bruises inflicted by the Shinx's last attack seemed to fade away while the Shinx itself looked fatigued and out of breath. In response the electric Pokemon's fur began to spark and it launched a small bolt of lightning towards Turtwig. The spark made contact and the grass Pokemon felt the hit but simply shook of the damage still raring to fight.
"Let's try... Tackle!" Dawson said with greater enthusiasm.
Turtwig charged forwards bearing down on the winded Shinx. Like the electric Pokemon's previous tackle attack this one wasn't avoided either and Shinx was sent flying backwards into the grass. Turtwig stood ready, not following up on the tackle, waiting for Dawson to give the next command.
"Alright use-" Dawson said
"No Dawson don't attack!" Joy called out, "Now you need to capture Shinx with a Pokeball."
"OH, Right!" Dawson said reaching for a ball from his belt. "Forgot for a moment."
Pulling back Dawson pitched the Pokeball towards the electric Pokemon. Flying though the air the Shinx was hit and it's body flashed red as it was absorbed into the capture device. Holding still, not daring to move, Dawson watched the ball tremble and it's center light flash repeatedly. Agonizing moments passed while trainer, nurse, and Pokemon all watched the ball. What seemed like an eternity to Dawson, which was really just a few seconds, the Pokeball stopped moving and it let out a soft click.
Dawson let out a large breath in a sigh as he realized a soft clapping sound could be heard. Looking over at Joy he saw her clapping and smiling at his accomplishment. Blushing slightly he picked up the now occupied Pokeball.
"Good job to you both!" She said bending down and petting Turtwig.
"Thanks..." Dawson said looking at the Pokeball, "You think it would be obnoxious to wake the kids to brag about capturing a Pokemon?"
"Yes... yes it would." Joy said flatly.