2: Who's That Pokémon?
A week has passed by, and business wasn't going too well for the Karrablast. But one thing for certain is that he's not all that grumpy anymore thanks to his best friend John the Foongus. One cloudy day, as Philip was sweeping the floor, the Foongus stopped by to say hello.
"Philip! How've you been?"
"Hey, John! I've been okay, and yourself?"
"Pretty good, thank you. By the way, Delilah loved the necklace! You were right!"
"See? I told you! *Chuckle*"
As they began talking, the door creaked as someone came in. It was a very strange creature with an appearance of a blue button with big brown eyes. "Hello," he said in a shy way. The Karrablast and the Foongus stared at that weird creature. No one has ever seen or heard of it before. What could such a thing be doing here?
Then the Karrablast broke the awkward silence. "Um… Who are you?" he asked. The Pokémon smiled shyly. "Oh sorry! My name is Mateo, and I am a Buttonelli. I am an imaginary Pokemon, and I come from another dimension to help Pokemon in need."
"You're from another dimension?" piped up the curious Foongus. "Yes," continued the Buttonelli. "I have been created to give a lending hand to anyone and everyone. After all, I am the Fixing Pokemon! Are you in need of assistance by any chance?"
The Karrablast and the Foongus looked at each other, still taking in evertything the mysterious Pokemon had told them. Suddenly, they thought of the same thing and gave each other a look of approval. "Well," the Karrablast finally answered, "There was this incident that happened some time ago…"
"Oh that's terrible!" the Buttonelli exclaimed after hearing what happened to the store. He pondered at what to do to help out. Then he had an idea. He asked the Karrablast to let him borrow a ruby to do something with it. "Stay here!" the Buttonelli said as he rushed out of the door. The Karrablast and the Foongus looked at each other, both uncertain on what he's going to do. The Karrablast hoped he didn't just steal that ruby.
Meanwhile, the Buttonelli rushed out to his car and teleported back to his own dimension through a dimensional portal. He passed through many stars and planets, almost at light speed, and finally got to his homeland. He lives in a small blue house under a redwood tree in Yellow City on a grayish planet. Yellow City looks like a normal city on Earth. It is a place best known for its yellow streets that sparkled under the always shining sun, and every tree you encountered is filled with lots and lots of bananas. The sky is always blue and clear, and the water is always pure and clean, and always sparkled as it rushes through streams and rivers. It is like a place that has its own definition of paradise.
As Buttonelli entered his house, he went down a set of stairs that led to the basement and started up a machine. The machine is similar to a copy machine, the only difference being that you can literally copy anything you want, no matter what the amount was. He placed the ruby in the spout of the machine and made dozens and dozens of gems. Satisfied with the result, Buttonelli packed up everything and hurried back to the dimension where the confused Karrablast and Foongus were patiently waiting for his return.
They were both surprised at how much jewelry there was in the sack. "This should help out with your business!" the Buttonelli assured the amazed Karrablast whose mouth was agape from what he saw before him. He then picked up a ruby and examined it with an eyepiece. "Are you sure these are not stolen or counterfeit?" he questioned. "Oh, no! They are all 100% real. I have made them with my special machine!" As the Buttonelli explained how the machine worked, the Foongus had an idea developing in his head, one that will surely help his buddy out.
"Say," the Foongus started. How would you like to work for Philip in making jewelry? We can work something out where you can send jewels from your home to the store. What'd you say?"
The Karrablast liked the sound of that. He considered it, only to find one problem. "But how am I going to get customers in here?" he asked, feeling a little worried at the thought. "We can advertize around town," the Foongus suggested after putting some thought into it. "Maybe then they'll like to come back here and shop."
"Fantastic!" Buttonelli exclaimed with excitement. "I'll get all the gear set up to start your new future!" And with that said, there was hope in the air for Philip's jewelry store and for himself.