"Oh, look over there Mark. no wait, look at that" Delia said dragging Mark from the window of one big store to the next. She was eccentric. She had never been as far from home as Saffron City and was loving the experience. they couldn't head back to Delilah's house just yet, Giovani knew where she lived and may send his grunts to go looking there. Instead they were headed to Lavender town to see her Jolteon's grave.
Then she saw a little meowth being kicked around by the walking crowd. Bruised and battered he limped into an alleyway. Delia followed it leaving Mark behind. The Meowth turned and hissed at her, but she kept going. The meowth was getting ready to bolt when she scooped up the little one and though it struggled for a moment it suddenly relaxed.
"It's alright. you'll be fine. I promise I won't hurt you. Are you ok? I might have a couple pokéblock in my pocket… here." Delia said comforting the poor pokémon. "Hey, Mark, that chancey of yours, do you think you could have her use heal pulse?"
"sure." Mark, who, for some reason, refused to use pokéballs, whistled for his chancey to come. Not too long later, a Delia felt a soothing wave of energy, signaling that chancey was nearby, already using heal pulse. A second later chancey rounded the corner. After making sure that meowth was at full strength chancey turned to leave.
Mark thanked his chancey and gave her a berry he was keeping in the bag Delia had bought him, along with a new set of clothes, after finding out he had no money of his own. Apparently, he lost almost every pokémon battle he's been in, in fact, it turns out, he tried to avoid them when he could, but Delia said he couldn't stay in the hospital robes he had been wearing.
Delia gave the little pokémon a final farewell, and turned around to find mark staring at her
"What?" she asked
"That pokémon… it warmed up to you so fast especially considering what had happened to him not too Long back."
"You know that meowth?"
"Well no… he well… he said so."
"You're pulling my leg you can't talk to pokémon can you? There's that one guy in Johto what was his name… Simon? But you?"
Mark sighed resigning "Heh, you caught me. It's not something I go around broadcasting to the world, you know. Too many frauds out there." Mark froze.
"What?" Delia asked.
"I thought I sensed something but I'm probably still being paranoid about those ROCKETs"
"Oh okay…" after a moment she added "So what did happen to that meowth?"
"He was struggling to find food with his 'pack' so when a human kid offered him an easier life he took it. It was good for a time but the human abandoned it only a few hours ago. he sought out his pack but they didn't want anything to do with a deserter. Yet despite this human betraying him, he trusted you. It's amazing really."
"Really? Well I hope he ends up ok. Do you think there's anything else we can do for him?"
"I think the best thing we can do now is to let him redevelop his self-reliance"
"Oh. then I guess we should get going." She said, her eyes lingering on the spot where she had last seen the meowth.
"You really do care about all pokémon don't you?" Mark asked as they left the alleyway?
"Why wouldn't I? They're all so great!"