Chapter 3- the man from Kanto.
I tossed the netball and out popped Totodile who danced around merrily. I laughed as it had some issues on keeping its balance but I loved watching it anyways. This pokemon could bring a lot of joy to my life now. I could now think much more clearly and pondered where I should go now. I had truly no idea what to do next. I even verbally debated what to do to my Totodile.
"Now what do we do?" I reached into my bag and realized. "I have no pokedex." Totodile cocked his head to the side and I was sure he was asking, "What are you talking about?" I had yelled so loudly that someone apparently overheard me.
"You know you don't get your pokedex from Professor Elm but by Professor Oak." A snobby sounding girl came up to me. She was a regular to sounds of me. I thanked her but she blew me off. Some people were so rude.
"Okay then…" I couldn't help but to wonder what side of the bed did she wake up on this morning. I tried to keep positive "Let's keep going! We've got to go see this Professor Oak guy." I had no idea who this professor was and neither did Totodile but we didn't care we would meet him soon anyways.
Totodile waddled carelessly off the beach making sure to make major big steps to squash all the weeds, bugs and flowers he could find. I thought it was cute for a while until it aroused my concern he didn't seem to have control.
"Totodile those aren't your weeds." I chuckled nervously. I wasn't sure the council of Cherrygrove was going to be too excited about their plants squashed or their ants as I had to pull my reluctant Totodile off a anthill as we discovered it was a fire ant hill. We were lucky that my Pokémon's rear end was fire ant free. This was becoming harder than I was expecting. I had a feeling that Totodile was very much like a special child. I started to see that there is a reason that shinys were rare.
I had recalled a professor referring back to this. Shiny was originally a recessive gene from the parents of the pokemon. But he also talked about how sometimes there was a genetic throwback that created a brain-damaged issue in the pokemon. I thought this was similar to pigeon genetics, which I had read up on for some random reason after reading this article.
I felt so much pity for this Totodile. I walked out on route 30 I was told by nurse Joy to go to Mr. Pokémon's house who would be able to get me a pokedex from Professor Oak.
On the way I stumbled upon a tree, a strange tree in fact I had no idea how to react to the tree it had a strange green nut or fruit like thing on top of it. Totodile started to sniff it and jump up with joy. He knew what it was.
"How are you liking that apricorn tree?" a man came out of house, which I had oddly missed in front of the tree the hairs on my neck stood on edge. I was now a trespasser. I shivered at the thought of what the owner was going to say to me and all weren't pretty.
"I'm so sorry sir I didn't know that this was your house." I stuttered picturing how I would react in court then federal prison. He laughed " Oh no I was just wondering when you were going to pick it." He looked at my pale and confused face "Apricorns are used to make pokeballs if you bring them to Kurt he'll make some for you." I smiled and picked the green apricorn. I thanked the man and was off to my original destination. To Mr. Pokémon's house!
Mr. Pokémon's house wasn't too hard to find it was sitting just a little bit before Dark cave, which I always thought was a lazy name for a cave because all caves are technically dark. I knocked on the door Totodile shared the shakey excitement I had.
"Hello what are you needing?" A man in a brown suit and fedora greeted me I assumed he was Mr. Pokemon he caught a glance of my Totodile. "My a shiny how rare! How rude am I? Come in." he invited me in.
In the room another aged man was sitting at the table, Professor Oak he looked at me and smiled. But the smile was not meant for me.
"My how rare a shiny Totodile!" He looked at my pokemon.
"Yes he is my little special pokemon." I sighed smiling looking at Totodile purr as he enjoyed the Professor rub his back.
"Special how?" Mr. Pokemon asked.
After telling my story to the two gents they looked at Totodile who was unaware of what was really happening. They looked at each other and then at me.
"That's intriguing do you know why?" I told him about the article I read and Professor Oak replied "It's very possible that this is true but since my pokemon speciallity is not on shiny pokemon you should bring this to Professor Elm later maybe since he studies breeding patterns he could verify that one."
"Now what did you come here for?" Mr. Pokemon asked.
"I needed a pokedex. You see I'm going to fight all the gym leaders and catch as many pokemon as I can." Professor Oak smiled.
"I see." He reached in his pockets and handed me a new pokedex. It felt wonderful to hold the device in my hand mostly because of excitement. This was the second most exciting thing to come that week.
"Thank you so much." I exclaimed. "But now what do I do?" I asked the two gentlemen who looked at each other and smiled they've dealt like people like this before.
"Do you have a pokegear system?" Professor Oak asked.
"Yes I think I do my mother gave one to me I stuffed it in my bag when I left." I dug through my enormous bag to search for my pokegear. I was lucky it wasn't too hard to find.
"I would like to add you as a contact." Professor Oak asked me kindly. I thought it'd be an advantage because then I would be able to keep him updated on Totodile and then maybe he could help. "I would love to see the relationship between you and Totodile despite the fact of this issue you are having. Sometimes the pokemon you expect to not be any at all useful will become your biggest friends."
Mr. Pokemon seemed to be deep in thought I observed. Then he spoke up wanting to ask me something as well. "Are you willing to do me a favor?" He asked me.
"I would love to do a favor for you." I looked at him smiling he smile in response.
"Would you take this egg to Professor Elm so he can take a look at it?" He went to the other room and by the scuffling he was busy looking for something. A sound of excitement came out from the other room he must of found it. He came out with a blue and red egg in a expensive looking case I was nervous holding and carrying that case around because if I dropped it-.
"I need to know the breed of pokemon that's in this egg." I had always thought it funny that all pokemon came from eggs even though some were mammal or was it that all pokemon are reptiles. I could get over the fact Eevee was surely not a reptile it was way too furry. I snickered at the thought.
"What's so funny?" Professor Oak looked at me questioningly he was lost.
"Oh nothing I just had a funny thought." I snickered again both gents shrugged it off. "I'd best be going now thank you Professor Oak I will use it well." I ran out of the door only to overhear the last conversation they had on the topic today.
"Do you think that girl is going to be okay?" Mr. Pokemon asked.
"Of course she is. That girl is a strong willed person there is no way that a little issue with her pokemon is going to stop her she'll probably find a solution to it. What was her name anyways?"
"I forgot to ask." I smiled and left the yard of Mr. Pokemon but before I had also received Mr. Pokémon's number when I had the chance.
Ring ring! Ring ring! My Pokegear rung out loudly which caught the attention of some other travelling trainers I blushed and answered, "Hello this is Desiree." I jumped when I heard the frantic voice of Professor Elm.
"Desiree come back to the lab quick! There's been a pokemon theft!" I gasped in shock, Professor Elm had pokemon and he made me catch my own?!