Aimar's POV

"So, what's there for breakfast?" I yawned, making my way down the staircase. I spread my right arm across my chest, stretching my lats.

"Breakfast?" Serena asked, raising a brow. "It's 12:30."

"It's that early? Wow, breaking records." I sweat dropped, scratching the back of my head. I looked around the room, noticing the lack of life. "Where's Dawn and Ash?" I asked.

"Dawn's still sleeping, of course." Serena replied, leaning onto the wall. "She's been doing so the entire week, but at least that way she doesn't wake up so cranky. Can't say the same thing for Ash, though.." She replied, looking over to her left. I followed Serena's gaze, a loud groan coming from the same direction. In the corner of the room, I see none other than Ash, holding his knees to his stomach as he rocked back and forth, his mouth buried into his knees. "What's wrong with Ash?" I pointed out.

"He's starving," Serena responded, a gurgle coming from her stomach. Her face went red with embarrassment. "Well, so am I. But there's no food, because apparently someone's been getting hungry."

"I needed a midnight snack!" shouted Ash from his little corner, peeping his head out.

"More like a midnight course, every single night!" Serena retorted, hands on her hips. I chuckled; they would make such an adorable married couple. She turned her attention back to me. "I woke up last night to see him stuffing the trash from his meals inside a trash bag he hid inside one of the cabinets in the kitchen. Can you believe it?" She huffed.

"Yeah, I can." I gave a slight chortle, knowing Ash's eating habits. "He's the only person I know who can single handedly drive a buffet out of business. Foods like, his reason to live."

"So," I continued, "How are we gonna get more food?"

"The nearest town is 5 miles from here. Because of the weather, that's about a 2 hour walk. I was kinda waiting for you to walk so that you can go." She nervously fiddled with her hands, figuring I'd disagree with her proposal.

"Sure." I smiled and turned to face Ash, who was still rocking back and forth, mumbling to himself. "Hey you, Golem, put your snow boots on. We're going on a trip."

"But it's cold out!" Ash mumbled into his knees.

"Serena will make you Chinese if you comply." I smirked, fully aware that Serena could only bake, not cook.

Serena overheard, and started to speak. "But Aimar, you know I can't co-" I gave her a slight nudge, giving her a look. She understood what I meant, and nodded. Ash peeped his head out, liking my suggestion. "Chinese, you say?"

"All the Chinese you want." I snickered. He immediately rushed up and pinned me to the wall by the shoulders. "I want Chow Mein."

"Yeah, whatever. All the Chow Mein you want." I replied, hiding my laughter. He went from Golem to a Care Bear, smiling as he happily skipped to the top floor to look for the appropriate clothing needed for the upcoming trip.

The town wasn't big by any standards. If anything, it was actually quite small, no more than a few hundred people residing here. The buildings were all one story, and the roads were made of cobblestone, not an automobile in sight.

"Aimar, over there!" Ash called, pointing over to a white building with blue roofing. "It's the Pokecenter!"

"Let's go." I nodded at him, jogging the rest of the way. As soon as I entered the store, I picked up a grocery and looked for the groceries that were on the list. As Ash roamed through the aisle filled with junk food, I took what I had gathered to the cash register and pulled out the money that Ash, Serena, and I had put into buying the good. The old man running the register slid each item across the scanner built into the counter, looking up as Ash placed a load of junk food onto the counter. He seemed to be observing us, as if he was taking in every little piece of information he could get from us.

"Travelers, I presume?" He spoke, his voice rusty and old. I nodded, choosing to stay quiet, but Ash thought otherwise.

"Yes sir!" Ash smiled, grabbing a small pack of Sour Patch Kids from the racks and placing them onto the counter. "We're residing in a cabin a few miles from here for the rest of the year."

"Is that so?" The man asked, raising a brow. "Legend has it that there's a rare Pokemon living in the forest around us, attacking those that dare cross its path." He said, a slight snicker on his face. "They call him- El Tanque."

"El Tanque?" I asked, suddenly intrigued by the sudden revelation. "Isn't that Spanish for 'The Tank'?"

"Not sure, but it's supposed to be big one that walks on all fours. Some say it's blue, others say it's silver." He responded as he put the last item in the bag. Something about this mystery Pokemon made me want to leave into the forest at that instant. And it wasn't just it's awesome name.

I picked up the grocery bags and dashed out the door. Ash frantically followed. "Aimar, wait up!" He shouted, running after me.

"Hold on!" I could hear the old man yell from behind me. "Aren't you paying for that?!"

"Why'd you just run off!?" asked Ash as he bent his knees catching his breath. I looked around the forest, already half way back to the cabin. "I want to find El Tanque."

Ash gave me a crazy look, as if I was some kind of mad man. "You really believe what the old guy said?" said Ash, "It all sounds like some kind of weird mumbo jumbo."

"You're mumbo jumbo." I huffed as I folded my arms across my chest. "Any second now, something's gonna happens and El Tanque is gonna appear."

And as the gods would have it, an entire tree fell down in front of us, barely missing Ash and I. Then something jumped atop the tree, the sun shining off the silver, metallic color of the Pokemon. "It's a Metagross!" Ash exclaimed, taking a step back. "No," I replied, reaching for my pokeball. "It's El Tanque."

I threw my pokeball towards it as Gengar materialized, the shadowy smoke seeping from the pokeball. "Gengar, Shadow Claw!" Gengar sped forward, the familiar dark purple glow emitting from his hands. Metagross jumped, dodging the attack, and attempted to slam it's fist down onto Gengar; Ice Punch.

"Aimar!" yelled Ash, a considerable distance away. "Gengar's extremely weak to ice type attacks, you gotta end it, quick!"

Metagross shot towards Gengar, using Ice Punch again. "He's right," I thought aloud. "Gengar, hold it there!" I commanded. Gengar listened, and stood still, completely trusting me. Metagross sped closer by the second, and right when he was about to attack, Gengar dodged, moving in a fraction of a second. "Hypnosis!"

Gengar released the ringed beam towards El Tanque, putting him to say it, Gengar used dream eater, taking away a majority of Metagross's health. I took out a pokeball and threw it at Metagross. The ball engulfed the tank, shaking three times before finally clicking shut.

"And then Gengar used Dream Eater, and then I threw my pokeball, and then I caught it, and yeah!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement.

"Nice job!" Serena congratulated. Dawn nodded in agreement. "Yeah, nice job! Are you going to be using him in the league?" She asked.

"You mean when I take down Ash and get him crying on his knees?" I snickered.

Ash scoffed. "Jokes on you, I'm sure even Pikachu could take down El Taco."

"It's El Tanque." I rolled my eyes, "In an American accent. It adds a nice ring to it."

"El Taco sounds better. Now, where's the Chinese?" Ash asked.

I laughed as Serena's face grew into an awkward expression. "What's so funny?" Ash asked, a confused expression taking over his face. I wiped a tear off as I looked him in the eye, still giggling. "There is no Chinese food."

That was the last phrase I said that night as Ash jumped across the table.

I know, I know, it was a long wait, please don't get mad! I have an excuse! I spent a lot of the time I had writing a story that is, I repeat, UP NOW! Well, at least one chapter of it. But It's a good start to it, at least I hope you think it is. It's called, 'A Girl Like Her - An Amourshipping Story'! Please go and read the first chapter, I'm sure you'll enjoy it!