Trainer Strawberry: Chapter 7

The front doors of the Petalburg Gym slid open. As Pepper and I walked through them, I looked around, taking everything in. Actually, there wasn’t a lot to take in, the Gym only had one room. In the middle of the room stood a guy whom I assumed was the Gym Leader.

Well, this is easy.

Suddenly a green haired boy barged in front of me, and walked up to the Leader.

“Hey! I was here first!” I yelled. But the boy didn’t seem to hear me.

“E-excuse me, Mister Norman, Sir. I-I was wondering if you could teach me how to catch a Pokemon? You s-see I’ll be moving to Verdanturf soon, because of my health. And I thought that maybe if I had a Pokemon to take with me, I wouldn’t be so lonely when I got there,” the boy said nervously.

“Hmm. Would you mind telling me your name?” the Leader whose name was apparently Norman asked.

“I-it’s Wally, Sir.”

“Wally-sir, huh? What an interesting name,” Norman smiled. “Well, Wally-,sir I would love to help you out. But unfortunately I have a meeting soon that I absolutely can not miss. I’m sorry.”

The young boy looked down at the floor, clearly disappointed. “O-okay. I understand.” He turned around to leave, when I suddenly felt this strong urge to help him out myself.

“Wait just a minute, uh… Wally-sir! I’ll help you out.” I declared as I threw my hand in the air like I actually had good sense.

“Really?! By the way, my name’s just Wally,” green haired boy looked hopeful, but he also looked like he was prepared to be turned down again.

“Of course I’ll help you out, Just Wally,” I giggled at the poor joke I had just made. Hey, if no one else was going to laugh at it, I was. “What kind of Pokemon Trainer would I be if I didn’t help another fellow Trainer out?”

“Thanks a bunch, girl-who-can’t-get-my-name-right. It really means a lot to me.”

“No problem. By the way, my name’s Strawberry. And that’s how you do an introduction correctly so that no one is confused as to what your name is. Anyway, here,” I reached him one of my Pokeballs from my backpack, “You can borrow Zip here to help you catch your first Pokemon.”

“Wow. A real Pokemon,” he said as he stared at the Pokeball, poor kid acted like Pokemon were something out of a cartoon, or video game, or something. Didn’t he know that all he had to do was step outside his door and he would see Pokemon everywhere? “Thanks again, Strawberry. Now, let me try your first lesson. It’s nice to meet you. My name is Wally.”

“That’s a better introduction,” I nodded my head in approval. “Come on, we won’t find any wild Pokemon here in this Gym. We’ll have to go to Route 102.”

“Okay.”

*At Route 102*

“Alright, do you think you can remember everything I told you?” I asked Wally after I had explained to him how to catch a Pokemon.

“I-I think so,” he said uncertainly.

“Alright then! Get out there and find some Pokemon.”

Wally started looking for some Pokemon. Not too long after he started searching, he found a Pokemon I had never seen before. It was small, and was white with a green head that sorta resembled a hat that had two red things sticking out of it.

“O-okay. Go, Zip! Use Tackle!” Wally shouted as he threw Zip’s Pokeball.

“Zigzagoon!” Zip shouted as he emerged from his Pokeball, he then quickly attacked the wild Pokemon with Headbutt. “Ziiiiiiiig, Zagoon!”

“Raaaaallllllts!” the Pokemon exclaimed in surprise as Headbutt hit.

“Okay, now it’s been weakened. Go, Pokeball!” Wally threw the Pokeball I gave him at the Pokemon. It shook once, twice, three times, and it was caught. “I did it! I caught my first Pokemon!” he shouted happily as he ran to pick up the Pokeball containing his newly caught Pokemon.

“Good job, Wally,” I said happily. “Now there’s a few more things you need to remember.”

“Oh, yeah? What?”

“First, you need to remember that Pokemon are friends, not tools you can use to get what you want, so you always need to treat them as such. Second, you need to remember to try to be more confident. If you’re confident your Pokemon will be confident, and you’ll be surprised by what you can do.”

“Thanks. I’ll be sure to remember that. Welp, I’d better get going. My parents are probably starting to wonder where I am. Thanks again, Strawberry. Bye!”

“Later, Wally!” I waved as the kid dashed back into town. “You did great Zip,” I said as I petted the little raccoon. “Return.”

“Zig, Zigzagoon.” Zip replied as he returned to his Pokeball in a red light.

Pepper and I walked back to Petalburg City, maybe now I could have that Gym battle.

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Info. I have something to say, and it may seem kind of weird, but… Pokemon are friends. Not food.

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8 thoughts on “Trainer Strawberry: Chapter 7

  1. stina

    “poor kid acted like Pokemon were something out of a cartoon, or video game, or something”
    I see what you did there XD

    I like this chapter 🙂 Nice job capturing Wally’s timid nature~

    Reply
    1. Strawberry Post author

      I was hoping that would make somebody’s day. 😀

      Thanks! I had to be careful not to make him stutter too much. I tend to go overboard with that sorta thing. I’m glad you thought I did good with it. 🙂 Thanks again!

      Reply

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