I stepped out of the moving van and looked around.
So this is Littleroot Town.
It was a little smaller than I had expected, but that didn’t matter to me. This was where I was going to begin my Pokemon journey around the Hoenn region. A few weeks ago, I had received a letter from Professor Birch asking me to come to Littleroot Town. He was looking for people that where interested in becoming Pokemon Trainers and traveling around the world. Apparently, he needed some help filling up his Pokedexes. So he had sent out some letters to everyone between the age of 10 and 20, asking them to answer a few questions, then to send the letter back to him after they had answered. Whoever seemed best suited to be a Pokemon Trainer by their answers would receive another letter from him. And I got his letter. I was so excited, I could see the headlines now “Pokemon Trainer Strawberry defeats Champion”. Everything started now, and I had no idea what to expect.
I walked into my new house, the Vigoroths where busy moving my stuff into the building. I spinned around slowly, taking everything in. This was it, this is where my Pokemon and I would return to when we had completed our journey. As I walked back outside, I noticed a package in the mailbox.
That’s strange. I just moved here, who would send me a package?
I took the package out of the mailbox, and looked at the return address to see who it was from. But there wasn’t a return address there. Next I checked the address that it was sent to. Yep, it was definitely addressed to me. Carefully I opened the package. Inside it was a clock, but not just any clock, a Pikachu clock. Immediately I went back inside and upstairs to my room to hang it up on the wall.
After setting the clock, and admiring it for a few minutes, I realized that Professor Birch was probably waiting for me. But I had no idea where his lab was.
Looks like I’m going to have to get directions from one of the locals first. Oh, well. This just gives me a good reason to go introduce myself to my new neighbors.
I went to the house right next to mine. It turned out to be Professor Birch’s house, talk about coincidences. I knocked on the door. A middle-aged woman answered the door.
“Oh, hello. You must be our new neighbor. If you’re looking for my husband, Birch, he’s not here right now. I’m not really sure where he is, but my son, Brendan, might know. He should be upstairs in his room. You can go on up to meet him, if you want.”
I thanked the woman, and entered the house. It looked similar to mine. The only real difference was that this house had everything in place, and the Vigoroths where still unpacking the stuff in my house. When I went up the stairs, the first thing I noticed was that there was no one there. Once I took a closer look, I spotted a Pokeball on the floor. I reached out to touch it.
Is-Is that the real thing?
“STOP!” a voice from the stairs yelled, “DON’T TOUCH THAT POKEBALL! IT’S MINE!”
Suddenly a boy about the same age as me picked up the Pokeball.
“O-Oh, sorry,” I apologized, I felt a little embarrassed. So much for a good first impression. I sighed inwardly.
“Eh, don’t worry about it,” the boy said while waving his hand as though he was swatting a fly. “So, you’re our new neighbor, huh?”
I nodded my head, “My name’s Strawberry. It’s nice to meet you…”
“Brendan. Welcome to Littleroot Town, Strawberry. Anyway, Mom said you were looking for Dad.”
“Well, that’s too bad. You just missed him, he went out to Route 101 to do some research. Oh! That reminds me, I’m supposed to help him with that research! Well, it was nice meeting you Strawberry!”
With that Brendan ran down the stairs and out the door faster than I thought humanly possible. I decided to go to Route 101 too. The sooner I met Professor Birch, the better.
“HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!” a voice from who knows where shouted. Suddenly, a man dressed like a Pokemon Professor exploded from the bushes, behind him was a Poochyena in hot pursuit.
“Excuse me! I see you’re kinda busy, but are you by chance Professor Birch?” I asked the man that was running in circles.
“Yes, that’s me!” Professor Birch responded, “Quickly, my bag should be lying around near you, pick a Pokemon from it, and get it to take care of this Poochyena!”
I looked around and spotted the Professor’s bag. I walked over and looked inside, there where three Pokeballs. I reached in and pulled one out.
Well, I guess I’ll just throw one, and hope it’s something good.
“Mud, Mudkip,” the strange, little, blue Pokemon cried when it popped out of the Pokeball. Then it turned around, looked at me for two seconds, then turned its head to the side and stuck up its nose while making an offended noise.
I don’t think this little guy likes me very much. “Mudkip, please. You have to help Professor Birch.”
The little Pokemon looked at me again, only this time I could tell it was studying me. Then it turned back around to face the Poochyena.
“Does this mean you’ll help, Mudkip?”
“Mud, Mudkip,” Mudkip nodded its head up and down.
“Alright then! Mudkip use Tackle!”
“Muuudddddkip!” Mudkip tackled into Poochyena with everything it had.
The Poochyena fell on its haunches, the shook its head and sat there dazed for a few seconds. When it came to its senses, it quickly got up and ran away.
“Good job, Mudkip.”
“Mudkip,” the blue Pokemon sounded a little bored.
“Thank you for saving me,” Professor Birch said as he walked toward us, “You must be Strawberry, I see you’ve already chosen your Pokemon.”
“What? Oh, no. I didn’t pick…”
“It’s great that you chose Mudkip, I could never get that little guy to cooperate with me,” the Professor seemed a little too happy that I had used Mudkip, “So, what will you name him?”
“Well, you see I…” I tried to tell the Professor that there had been a mistake, then I saw how excited he looked and I couldn’t bring myself to disappionting him, “I-I think I’ll name him Caso. Is that alright with you Caso?”
The mudfish thought about it for a minute, then shook its head up and down, “Mud, Mud.”
“Okay then! That’s great! Somehow I just know you two will be great friends,” the Professor was either excited to not have to put up with Mudkip any longer, or that a new Trainer was ready to start helping him fill up the Pokedex, or both.
Well, I guess there’s no use complaining about it now, I sighed inwardly. Like it or not, I’m stuck with this little guy. But, I guess I can put up with his attitude. After all, he’s the first Pokemon I’ve met in my journey around the Hoenn Region. And if hearing about other Trainers’ stories about their travels has taught me anything, it’s that the first Pokemon you meet is one of the most important.
Pokemon met this chapter: Caso, male, adament nature
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