Don's adventure of research and exploration through the Pokémon World.
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Exploring the World of Pokémon
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Chapter 1
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I have no idea what I’m dealing with
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Crawling through grass, bushes and vines is a blonde-haired boy dressed like an explorer, with a brown bag at his side, he's dressed in tan shorts, brown boots, a vest with a lot of pockets and a red watch on his wrist. Behind him crawls his best friend Heracross, complaining about how he wants to be in front.
"Relax buddy, we're almost there." The dark-haired boy named Don said, tumbling out of the wooden tunnel to see the inside of the tree.
"Woah" He said looking around. Inside the tree was an entirely separate ecosystem.
It was like a separate world trapped inside the tree. On the outside it looked big, but it was wider on the inside, by a lot. The thick walls of the tree surrounded the entire area, making the mini world exist surrounded by light brown walls.
Vines and moss adorned the circular wooden walls, and from them sprouted more trees, this time berry trees. The berry trees grew sidewards out of the wooden walls and massive vives hung down from the top, where many Pokémon made homes. Some of them were on the vine while others carved out chucks of the vine to nest inside of.
The subtle smell of fresh berries and fallen leaves tickled Don's nose. The air was fresh and felt like a blessing to breathe.
A massive layer of leaves covered the floor he was standing on, several piles of leaves stacked up high. Sunlight filtered in from the top of the tree, rays shining down onto the floor.
A lake in the middle that was big enough for all the Pokémon. The water was crystal clear and had some leaves that gently floated on top. The bottom of the lake had glittered with items, from rocks and gems to jewellery and coins. All of it makes the lake glow enchantingly.
Enjoying the water were a group of Lotad's floating around a Lombre that was lying on its back in the middle. At the edge, a Ludicolo was talking to a couple of Sawsbuck. Deerling's were running around the lake's edge just enjoying life.
Butterfree and Beedrill were flying around, and their pre-evolutions were visible everywhere. He saw a few Bulbasaur and Smoliv's running around under the watch of a Venusaur. The Venonats and Venomoths seemed to have claimed their own area, near where the Victreebel was looking over its own young. To his right, he saw a Wurmple fight a Ledyba for the last Pecha berry on a tree.
A few Beautifly, Dustox and Venomoth prancing through the sky with some of the Butterfree and surprisingly passive Beedrill.
"Heracross!"
"Eevee"
They looked around, with Don taking in the sight of an entire Pokémon ecosystem existing inside a tree.
It didn't take long for Eevee to get bored jumping into a pile of leaves and roll around in it, attracting the attention of a few Bulbasaur's and Bellsprouts that jumped in with it playing around.
Don and Heracross let out a chuckle seeing this, before Heracross started looking around and Don took out a notebook and started writing various notes about the environment while taking pictures. Heracross looked out for any Pokémon, not appreciating their presence, looking out for any threats, even in this peaceful setting.
Hearing a large swoop, they saw a massive Butterfree fly down towards them. She was bright pink with red eyes, its wings glowed pink and green, making an intricate pattern. It made Don wonder what purpose the pattern served. Why do some Pokémon have patterns on their wings? He'd have to ask Grandpa.
"Butterfree!"
"WOW!" Don exclaimed, his eyes shining bright and a giant smile stretched across his face. "That's one huge Butterfree."
Heracross put its arms behind his head, chilling out next to the excited Don, but a sharp gleam entered its eyes.
The Butterfree landed and Don measured she was at least three times as tall as him, and just her wingspan was humongous. Don took a calming breath. It's the boss of this area. He has to make a good first impression.
"Hi, I'm Don. We found a hole in a tree and crawled through it. We ended up here, and this place is wonderful!" He said, twirling around gesturing to everything. The Butterfree made a joyful cry, glad someone likes their home. On the inside, Don was cheering. He nailed it.
"Can I ask, how did all this happen?" Don asked, gesturing to, well, everything.
The Butterfree sat and put Don in her lap, patting his head while shaking her own.
"Is it because you can't say-" getting another head shake he continued "Ah, so you don't know either." He got a head bop then. This place must've been around for a while then.
Don then asked the Giant Pokémon various yes or no questions, writing the answers in his Murkrow notepad, before asking to take pictures with the Butterfree.
Carefully getting the shots, Don made sure to get multiple angles, hoping to figure out just how the Butterfree got so big. Was it a king gene? Was the Butterfree an alpha? He's seen an Alpha Butterfree, and this one was bigger.
An Alpha with a king gene? Or was there something about this unique environment?
Don, Heracross, Eevee and a bunch of other Pokémon had a photoshoot, taking everything from timer group photos to selfies. Of course, this ended up as a game of who can do the silliest face. They spent an hour there under the watch of the elder Pokémon playing with Pokémon.
Don will forever question his ability in rock, paper, scissors after a Bellsprout beat him ten times in a row.
Or maybe she was cheating? Somehow.
Eventually, Don's curiosity about what the higher levels were like got the better of him. Trying to find the vine with the least houses to climb and hopefully not annoy anyone on the way.
Apparently, his intentions were too obvious. He felt a pat on his head, making him turn around, looking up at the giant Butterfree, who offered her back to climb. Instead of climbing, he was flying on the back of a Butterfree. A wide smile broke out on his face, and he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, making some of the older Pokémon laugh.
"Butter Butterfree"
Eevee climbed to Don's shoulder and cheered. Don and Heracross climbed on top of the giant Butterfree's back. It was silky smooth, surprising Don with how it looked more shiny and glistening the closer he was.
With one flap, they were taking off into the air of the tree world. The nests grew wider and wider the higher up the vines they went. The berry trees also got bigger and so did the berries.
Looking at the largest nest they've seen so far, he saw a Ledian twice the size of a human wave at them. Don waved back, unaware of the smile full of joy and wonder. The Ledian let out a laugh, smiling back. He went and grabbed an oran berry twice as big as it into its home.
They rose higher, going quicker, but slow enough that Don could make out all the details of the vine nests and trees. Making a mental note to write all this down.
Heracross was behind him to make sure Don or Eevee didn't fall off while looking at something.
They finally reached the top of the tree, completely covered by giant and small leaves, forming a protective dome over the tree world. Yet sunlight still made it through, illuminating the entire place with no problems.
Landing inside the nest of the Butterfree, inside were all kinds of shiny stones and interesting plants. The vine's hollowed out insides were spacious, even for Butterfree. The floor was solid and the walls smooth decorated with things Butterfree found, some of them inside tree world, some of them outside.
But what took the centre of attention were the eggs that Butterfree went to lie over. They weren't any different from other Pokémon eggs, meaning whatever made Butterfree so big didn't pass on to her children.
"You're gonna be a Mom!" Don said excitedly sitting beside Butterfree as Eevee jumped off him to land on Butterfree's head.
"Butterfree!!" She exclaimed, getting a laugh from Eevee who started chatting with her.
"Eevee vee."
"Butterfree."
Heracross sat down and looked at the side where some mushed berries sat, taking a berry big enough that he could probably live in. He started mashing it, making food for the newborns. Butterfree gave him a happy chirp that made Heracross feel great inside.
They sat there and talked to Butterfree for an hour, until they heard a cracking sound. Butterfree stood up and grabbed her eggs, forgetting everything else. Eevee jumped from her back onto Don, staring at the event.
Don and Eevee stood transfixed. They'd never seen a Pokémon hatch before. The eggs cracked little pieces falling to the floor as tiny little heads of Caterpie popped out clamouring towards their mom. Butterfree started crying, snuggling close to her young, keeping them in her embrace.
It made Don almost choke up, seeing Butterfree being such a loving mom. He felt like crying himself.
Heracross grabbed one of the giant leaves and put the mash berry on it, picking it up and heading towards the crying mother.
Butterfree waddled to the berry mush, letting the Caterpie eat their fill. Heracross laughed, seeing how much mush he made and how little the Caterpie ate.
Butterfree held the full Caterpie close, seeing them fall asleep in her arms. She cried again. The tears just wouldn't stop pouring out. Don, Heracross and Eevee went in close, hugging the new mother, who wrapped her wings around them before returning the hug.
After a while Butterfree tilted her head up away from the newborns and walked forwards offering them her back again. Climbing on them, they quickly found themselves gliding towards the ground.
"BUTTERFREE!" she called out, getting the attention of all the Pokémon that crowed around them. The giant Ledian came down, everyone moving out of the way, letting it land beside them.
When Don and his Pokémon climbed off, joining the rest of the Pokémon watching the babies. But it was about time they left.
"Hey Butterfree, congratulations, you're going to be the best mom ever."
"Heracross Hera" he said, nodding at his words.
"Eevee" she cheered
Butterfree's wing bent and curved to rub their heads. "Butterfree free" she thanked them.
"But it's about time we go home. We'll come visit again soon, okay?" Don said part of him wanting to stay.
"Butterfree" she nodded, a little sad, but understanding.
The Pokémon around them parted, letting them leave and go towards the entrance they climbed from. Looking back, he could see some of the Pokémon bring down giant berries and start dancing, turning the entire event into a party.
With a chuckle, Don and Pokémon crawled through the tree tunnel, going back to town with new information to look at and study for Don's eventual goal of being a Pokémon Professor. One who can go all over the world and see all the unique places Pokémon live.
Because Don's true goal is to figure out everything the world has to offer.
These days have always filled Samuel Oak with a dose of excitement and tiredness at the same time. He looks at the picture of his family on his desk, Him and his grandkids. Of the three in the picture, only two of them lived with him. Today he gets to see his grandson, one that takes after him. He also has to see his ex-wife.
The thought of her still makes him feel love and grief in his heart. Two war heroes fighting not only in their homeland, but across all the regions, an unstoppable duo. Those were his glory days, but also the time he hated the most. Peace was welcomed for his weary mind.
It was what came after that he could truly say he loved starting a family. That was the best time in Samuel's life. He would do anything if he could get his children back.
The best he could do now is to be there for his grandkids, give them all they need and don't neglect them. Help Gary with his dream of being champion, help Daisy with her goal of becoming a world renowned Co-ordinator and help Don with his dream of being a Professor.
It made him chuckle. His kids weren't ambitious in the slightest, but his grandkids want to be the best of the best.
"Gary! Daisy! You ready" he shouted out. Hearing the loud footsteps of his grandkids rushing around upstairs.
"GIVE IT!"
He saw Gary rush down the stairs, his Eevee by his side smirking mischievously. Gary's spiky head was still never changing to this day, dressed in his favourite purple shirt and sprinting with a black headband with a blue gem surrounded by clear white crystal in his hand.
Before he could get any further ribbons wrapped around his legs and torso, Gary tossed the headband, his Eevee grabbing it midair.
Only that was a trap, a Sylveon jumped down from the second floor landing on the Eevee pinning it to the ground. Daisy rushed down, stepping on Gary and getting her headband.
"Gary what the f-"
"Ahem!"
"Fudge? Err, uh, what do you even want with this?" Daisy said, looking down at her brother, dressed in a yellow dress she picked out while shopping with her grandmother. Clutching the expensive gift she got for her 10th birthday and wore ever since.
Gary gave her a sly smile, looking over at the old man. "Hey grandpa, I brought her down," he said with a wide smile, seeing the look of realisation on Daisy's face.
"What!"
"Great, we're all here. Let's go," Samuel said, clapping his hands together, his Alakazam showing up next to him.
"Wait! I still need to-" Daisy didn't get to finish before they teleported, right in front of the door of a large house with more than enough room for the three people that live there.
Alakazam neatened them out, everyone standing, clothes all straight. Truly the best household Pokémon, in his opinion anyway.
"Ahhhhhhhhh"
"Hahahahaha"
Unfortunately, all he heard were screams and cackles of laughter coming from the house. Gary let out a laugh, hearing them while Daisy tried to elbow him to shut up.
Opening the door, he's greeted by the sight of his grandson, Don, screaming for his life while half sunk into the floor in the jaws of a Gengar that was trying to eat him. On the couch sat a cackling old woman, who was laughing at the spectacle.
Dammit Agatha.
"Relax buddy, we're almost there." The dark-haired boy named Don said, tumbling out of the wooden tunnel to see the inside of the tree.
"Woah" He said looking around. Inside the tree was an entirely separate ecosystem.
It was like a separate world trapped inside the tree. On the outside it looked big, but it was wider on the inside, by a lot. The thick walls of the tree surrounded the entire area, making the mini world exist surrounded by light brown walls.
Vines and moss adorned the circular wooden walls, and from them sprouted more trees, this time berry trees. The berry trees grew sidewards out of the wooden walls and massive vives hung down from the top, where many Pokémon made homes. Some of them were on the vine while others carved out chucks of the vine to nest inside of.
The subtle smell of fresh berries and fallen leaves tickled Don's nose. The air was fresh and felt like a blessing to breathe.
A massive layer of leaves covered the floor he was standing on, several piles of leaves stacked up high. Sunlight filtered in from the top of the tree, rays shining down onto the floor.
A lake in the middle that was big enough for all the Pokémon. The water was crystal clear and had some leaves that gently floated on top. The bottom of the lake had glittered with items, from rocks and gems to jewellery and coins. All of it makes the lake glow enchantingly.
Enjoying the water were a group of Lotad's floating around a Lombre that was lying on its back in the middle. At the edge, a Ludicolo was talking to a couple of Sawsbuck. Deerling's were running around the lake's edge just enjoying life.
Butterfree and Beedrill were flying around, and their pre-evolutions were visible everywhere. He saw a few Bulbasaur and Smoliv's running around under the watch of a Venusaur. The Venonats and Venomoths seemed to have claimed their own area, near where the Victreebel was looking over its own young. To his right, he saw a Wurmple fight a Ledyba for the last Pecha berry on a tree.
A few Beautifly, Dustox and Venomoth prancing through the sky with some of the Butterfree and surprisingly passive Beedrill.
"Heracross!"
"Eevee"
They looked around, with Don taking in the sight of an entire Pokémon ecosystem existing inside a tree.
It didn't take long for Eevee to get bored jumping into a pile of leaves and roll around in it, attracting the attention of a few Bulbasaur's and Bellsprouts that jumped in with it playing around.
Don and Heracross let out a chuckle seeing this, before Heracross started looking around and Don took out a notebook and started writing various notes about the environment while taking pictures. Heracross looked out for any Pokémon, not appreciating their presence, looking out for any threats, even in this peaceful setting.
Hearing a large swoop, they saw a massive Butterfree fly down towards them. She was bright pink with red eyes, its wings glowed pink and green, making an intricate pattern. It made Don wonder what purpose the pattern served. Why do some Pokémon have patterns on their wings? He'd have to ask Grandpa.
"Butterfree!"
"WOW!" Don exclaimed, his eyes shining bright and a giant smile stretched across his face. "That's one huge Butterfree."
Heracross put its arms behind his head, chilling out next to the excited Don, but a sharp gleam entered its eyes.
The Butterfree landed and Don measured she was at least three times as tall as him, and just her wingspan was humongous. Don took a calming breath. It's the boss of this area. He has to make a good first impression.
"Hi, I'm Don. We found a hole in a tree and crawled through it. We ended up here, and this place is wonderful!" He said, twirling around gesturing to everything. The Butterfree made a joyful cry, glad someone likes their home. On the inside, Don was cheering. He nailed it.
"Can I ask, how did all this happen?" Don asked, gesturing to, well, everything.
The Butterfree sat and put Don in her lap, patting his head while shaking her own.
"Is it because you can't say-" getting another head shake he continued "Ah, so you don't know either." He got a head bop then. This place must've been around for a while then.
Don then asked the Giant Pokémon various yes or no questions, writing the answers in his Murkrow notepad, before asking to take pictures with the Butterfree.
Carefully getting the shots, Don made sure to get multiple angles, hoping to figure out just how the Butterfree got so big. Was it a king gene? Was the Butterfree an alpha? He's seen an Alpha Butterfree, and this one was bigger.
An Alpha with a king gene? Or was there something about this unique environment?
Don, Heracross, Eevee and a bunch of other Pokémon had a photoshoot, taking everything from timer group photos to selfies. Of course, this ended up as a game of who can do the silliest face. They spent an hour there under the watch of the elder Pokémon playing with Pokémon.
Don will forever question his ability in rock, paper, scissors after a Bellsprout beat him ten times in a row.
Or maybe she was cheating? Somehow.
Eventually, Don's curiosity about what the higher levels were like got the better of him. Trying to find the vine with the least houses to climb and hopefully not annoy anyone on the way.
Apparently, his intentions were too obvious. He felt a pat on his head, making him turn around, looking up at the giant Butterfree, who offered her back to climb. Instead of climbing, he was flying on the back of a Butterfree. A wide smile broke out on his face, and he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, making some of the older Pokémon laugh.
"Butter Butterfree"
Eevee climbed to Don's shoulder and cheered. Don and Heracross climbed on top of the giant Butterfree's back. It was silky smooth, surprising Don with how it looked more shiny and glistening the closer he was.
With one flap, they were taking off into the air of the tree world. The nests grew wider and wider the higher up the vines they went. The berry trees also got bigger and so did the berries.
Looking at the largest nest they've seen so far, he saw a Ledian twice the size of a human wave at them. Don waved back, unaware of the smile full of joy and wonder. The Ledian let out a laugh, smiling back. He went and grabbed an oran berry twice as big as it into its home.
They rose higher, going quicker, but slow enough that Don could make out all the details of the vine nests and trees. Making a mental note to write all this down.
Heracross was behind him to make sure Don or Eevee didn't fall off while looking at something.
They finally reached the top of the tree, completely covered by giant and small leaves, forming a protective dome over the tree world. Yet sunlight still made it through, illuminating the entire place with no problems.
Landing inside the nest of the Butterfree, inside were all kinds of shiny stones and interesting plants. The vine's hollowed out insides were spacious, even for Butterfree. The floor was solid and the walls smooth decorated with things Butterfree found, some of them inside tree world, some of them outside.
But what took the centre of attention were the eggs that Butterfree went to lie over. They weren't any different from other Pokémon eggs, meaning whatever made Butterfree so big didn't pass on to her children.
"You're gonna be a Mom!" Don said excitedly sitting beside Butterfree as Eevee jumped off him to land on Butterfree's head.
"Butterfree!!" She exclaimed, getting a laugh from Eevee who started chatting with her.
"Eevee vee."
"Butterfree."
Heracross sat down and looked at the side where some mushed berries sat, taking a berry big enough that he could probably live in. He started mashing it, making food for the newborns. Butterfree gave him a happy chirp that made Heracross feel great inside.
They sat there and talked to Butterfree for an hour, until they heard a cracking sound. Butterfree stood up and grabbed her eggs, forgetting everything else. Eevee jumped from her back onto Don, staring at the event.
Don and Eevee stood transfixed. They'd never seen a Pokémon hatch before. The eggs cracked little pieces falling to the floor as tiny little heads of Caterpie popped out clamouring towards their mom. Butterfree started crying, snuggling close to her young, keeping them in her embrace.
It made Don almost choke up, seeing Butterfree being such a loving mom. He felt like crying himself.
Heracross grabbed one of the giant leaves and put the mash berry on it, picking it up and heading towards the crying mother.
Butterfree waddled to the berry mush, letting the Caterpie eat their fill. Heracross laughed, seeing how much mush he made and how little the Caterpie ate.
Butterfree held the full Caterpie close, seeing them fall asleep in her arms. She cried again. The tears just wouldn't stop pouring out. Don, Heracross and Eevee went in close, hugging the new mother, who wrapped her wings around them before returning the hug.
After a while Butterfree tilted her head up away from the newborns and walked forwards offering them her back again. Climbing on them, they quickly found themselves gliding towards the ground.
"BUTTERFREE!" she called out, getting the attention of all the Pokémon that crowed around them. The giant Ledian came down, everyone moving out of the way, letting it land beside them.
When Don and his Pokémon climbed off, joining the rest of the Pokémon watching the babies. But it was about time they left.
"Hey Butterfree, congratulations, you're going to be the best mom ever."
"Heracross Hera" he said, nodding at his words.
"Eevee" she cheered
Butterfree's wing bent and curved to rub their heads. "Butterfree free" she thanked them.
"But it's about time we go home. We'll come visit again soon, okay?" Don said part of him wanting to stay.
"Butterfree" she nodded, a little sad, but understanding.
The Pokémon around them parted, letting them leave and go towards the entrance they climbed from. Looking back, he could see some of the Pokémon bring down giant berries and start dancing, turning the entire event into a party.
With a chuckle, Don and Pokémon crawled through the tree tunnel, going back to town with new information to look at and study for Don's eventual goal of being a Pokémon Professor. One who can go all over the world and see all the unique places Pokémon live.
Because Don's true goal is to figure out everything the world has to offer.
These days have always filled Samuel Oak with a dose of excitement and tiredness at the same time. He looks at the picture of his family on his desk, Him and his grandkids. Of the three in the picture, only two of them lived with him. Today he gets to see his grandson, one that takes after him. He also has to see his ex-wife.
The thought of her still makes him feel love and grief in his heart. Two war heroes fighting not only in their homeland, but across all the regions, an unstoppable duo. Those were his glory days, but also the time he hated the most. Peace was welcomed for his weary mind.
It was what came after that he could truly say he loved starting a family. That was the best time in Samuel's life. He would do anything if he could get his children back.
The best he could do now is to be there for his grandkids, give them all they need and don't neglect them. Help Gary with his dream of being champion, help Daisy with her goal of becoming a world renowned Co-ordinator and help Don with his dream of being a Professor.
It made him chuckle. His kids weren't ambitious in the slightest, but his grandkids want to be the best of the best.
"Gary! Daisy! You ready" he shouted out. Hearing the loud footsteps of his grandkids rushing around upstairs.
"GIVE IT!"
He saw Gary rush down the stairs, his Eevee by his side smirking mischievously. Gary's spiky head was still never changing to this day, dressed in his favourite purple shirt and sprinting with a black headband with a blue gem surrounded by clear white crystal in his hand.
Before he could get any further ribbons wrapped around his legs and torso, Gary tossed the headband, his Eevee grabbing it midair.
Only that was a trap, a Sylveon jumped down from the second floor landing on the Eevee pinning it to the ground. Daisy rushed down, stepping on Gary and getting her headband.
"Gary what the f-"
"Ahem!"
"Fudge? Err, uh, what do you even want with this?" Daisy said, looking down at her brother, dressed in a yellow dress she picked out while shopping with her grandmother. Clutching the expensive gift she got for her 10th birthday and wore ever since.
Gary gave her a sly smile, looking over at the old man. "Hey grandpa, I brought her down," he said with a wide smile, seeing the look of realisation on Daisy's face.
"What!"
"Great, we're all here. Let's go," Samuel said, clapping his hands together, his Alakazam showing up next to him.
"Wait! I still need to-" Daisy didn't get to finish before they teleported, right in front of the door of a large house with more than enough room for the three people that live there.
Alakazam neatened them out, everyone standing, clothes all straight. Truly the best household Pokémon, in his opinion anyway.
"Ahhhhhhhhh"
"Hahahahaha"
Unfortunately, all he heard were screams and cackles of laughter coming from the house. Gary let out a laugh, hearing them while Daisy tried to elbow him to shut up.
Opening the door, he's greeted by the sight of his grandson, Don, screaming for his life while half sunk into the floor in the jaws of a Gengar that was trying to eat him. On the couch sat a cackling old woman, who was laughing at the spectacle.
Dammit Agatha.
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That sounds kinda wrong but I couldn't point it out exactly.
Other than that cool start. There are surprisingly few pokemon story's that 'simply' seems to celebrate the wonders of both pokemon and people in the Pokemonvers. Hope for more
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Thanks! and yeah that's a mistake I'll fix it now.
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Wow this was amazing! Loved the exploration. And the ending had me cackling
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"Ahhhhhhhhh"
"Hahahahaha"
"I hate this. It always looks so wrong," Daisy said, but she couldn't keep her eyes away.
The Gengar's face was coming out the floor, capturing Don between his teeth, his tongue extending out, wrapping around Don.
"Help me! Please! He's tasting me!" A second Gengar grabbed a salt shaker and sprinkled it on Don. Agatha and Gary were laughing so hard, Gary was in tears.
Samuel sighed, pranks like this were Agatha's specialty.
You'd think growing up around a woman who is the most knowledgeable person on the Gengar line would make you resistant to them.
Well, you'd be right, except Agatha's Gengar is no normal Gengar.
Don could handle ghosts easily and always could, but Gengar took that as a challenge to push it to new extremes of uncomfortable pranking, always skirting the line too far. It's a minor miracle the boy turned out relatively fine.
When he released Alakazam again, the Poké Ball didn't even close before the boy, free from the ghost, stood clean before him.
"Haha… Awww it's over,"
"Gen gen"
Agatha and Gengar looked down. If he was still a young teen, he might have actually believed that act. Now, as an old man, his heart only finds amusement in her fake sadness.
"Come on, Grandpa, it was funny." Gary said, walking to the middle of the room on his way towards Agatha. "Hey Grandma, can we do that again?" He said with a grin.
With his journey coming up, the thoughts of what Pokemon to get have been firing through his mind, and after this getting a Gengar seemed like a good idea.
Agatha and Gengar's faces went from sad to evil in a second and he could hear Daisy's facepalm. Don's eyes went from a haunted victim on the verge of breaking to an excited kid about to watch his favourite show instantly. Wait, that second one might be true.
"Of course we can. Anything for my dear Grandson." She said, cackling as Gengar faded back into the floor and opened his jaw beneath Gary, who fell into the mouth before being caught by the Gengar.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
"Hahahaha! Yes, feel my pain!"
"Oh, Gary…"
He'll learn his lesson. Even Alakazam is just letting this one happen.
"GET ME OUT OF THIS THING!"
Samuel sighed. Gary's had enough. His Alakazam knew what to do, teleporting the kid next to Don. Almost immediately, they started trying to push each other into Gengar's jaw. The pushing quickly turning into Grappling as they rolled on the floor towards the Gengar's mouth. The other Gengar floating beside them, cheering the boys on.
"Nope, I'm not seeing that again," Daisy said, marching over, grabbing them by the back of their shirts, the teen dragging them to the door.
Gengar gave her a stare, attempting to follow, but flinched back at Daisy's glare. "Don't even think about it." Gengar flew back, hiding in Agatha's shadow, looking like it wanted to cry. Yet, no one brought that bit for a second.
Daisy walked outside, not struggling at all to drag the two boys. None of the kids noticed a flicker darting out of Don's shadow and into the corner of the room.
"Those kids, still messing around. It's hard to believe they'll be going on their journey soon." Agatha said, her eyes lazily drifted to see Samuel's reaction.
She could feel the weariness in her own voice. They grow up fast, too fast. Were they really ready for this?
Yes, the answer was yes. It's not war time anymore. There's no more hunting down children before they could grow into threats.
Gary has been practicing his battles and is honestly getting good. Don has been going out adventuring already, not able to wait.
But still is one more year too much to ask?
It was like this when Daisy left, all melancholy about seeing her leave, then the rush of excitement that came with each video call and every time she saw her on TV. Daisy really made a name for herself.
And yet with all this worry and sadness comes something else. Beating in her heart is happiness. The boys finally get to travel and live their lives. There's excitement. The two of them will rise to the top, she's sure of it. There's wonder, those boys are going to show the world something new and she can't wait to see it.
"I know it feels like just yesterday we were holding them in our arms," Samuel said, reminiscing once again, bah they couldn't help it, their old let them think about good times. "They're ready, as sad as it is seeing them leave. I don't think we could stop them if we tried," he said, glancing at a shadow in the room's corner.
"You know Gary and Eevee have been sparing with every pokemon they can. He's… determined. I don't know what lit a fire under him, but the dedication he has is incredible," he said with pride and joy. A smile graced his face, thinking back on his grandson's improvement. "And, well, you know what Daisy's been up to."
Ha, as if she'd miss any of Daisy's performances.
She glanced at the corner of the room, from just a glance her pokemon knew what she wanted. Their bond was strong, a friendship that grew through hardships and pain.
A Dragapult emerged from the darkness, the shadows melting around it. The old girl was a mother hen, not that Agatha doesn't understand. If anything, she's thankful for someone looking out for her free spirited grandson.
"Show us what the boy was really doing when he said he was just learning Brick Break," Agatha whines.
"Dragapult" the ghostly dragon flew in front of them, the air splitting behind it, a purple, sparkling mist expanding in front of them and growing wide enough that it was all they could see. The illusionary screen came to life slowly forming a picture.
"Learning Brick Break?"
"His newest excuse."
"Ahh. Better than fishing by the river or helping Susan bake seriously, it's like they think were fools."
"What's the best one you heard?"
"Gary when he said 'messing around with Ash' because I never know if he's telling the truth or not. He used that for two weeks straight before I called him out on it."
The picture finished forming before it started moving, showing Don crawling through a hole in a tree and ending up inside a mystical new place meeting a giant Butterfree.
"That boy. Always up to something."
"It's fine Agatha. Can't blame him for being curious. I hope he's got samples of those berries."
"Knowing him, he's got samples of everything."
"Hahaha. Can't wait to see them."
Agatha could only sigh.
It's hard seeing them go, but she can do it. Those kids better call or there will be consequences.
Daisy watched her brother and cousin roll around wrestling on the grass. Meanwhile, she's sitting on a perfectly nice blanket with a picnic basket. They were a small empty patch of grass in Agatha's flower garden.
Or well, her team's flower garden. Their section of the garden overflowed with daisies, lilies, and tulips. Agatha's Frosslass made a section of frozen flowers shaped like herself.
Daisy had to be careful and make sure the boys didn't ruin any flowers or they'll all pay the price. She's not becoming a victim of a ghost who feels justified just because they were fighting about…
What were they even fighting about?
Gengar isn't here. She thinks.
To her side, their Eevee's and her Slyveon are having a great time chatting. So why can't they just chat normally and not scuffle so close to the flowers!
"ENOUGH! Sit down and stop acting like little kids." She yelled, finally making them pause.
The boys looked at each other, sharing a look of confusion.
"Daisy, are you okay?"
"Yeah, you seem stressed for some reason?"
"You scared of something?"
"Also, we are little kids."
"What's the matter? You getting bullied?"
"Who's bullying you? We'll beat them up,"
"I bet it's that Jean guy she's been hanging around with. She's got a crush on him,"
"So we need to train up and jump this Jean guy."
"Don't even need to train. He's weak. Just need to find him, then we'll take all his money."
"Like in Lumiose City."
"Cool, I can borrow Alakazam. Now, where would he be?"
"I swear to Arceus, if you two don't sit down right now."
The boys, grinning, went over and sat on the blanket, taking out some sandwiches for everyone to eat. The Pokémon, seeing them sit down, hopped over to them, crawling to get affection from their respective trainers.
"See, isn't this better? Nice beautiful day. I bet this would make a scenic picture."
"I don't know fighting is fun. A Pokémon battle would make this better." Gary said, his Eevee getting excited at the prospect of a Pokémon battle.
"There's more interesting picnic spots," Don said, his mind now coming up with interesting places for a picnic on his journey.
"We're not having a battle in Grandma's flower garden, and where would be better than this beautiful garden?"
"I found a way to this amazing place that looks super spooky. Wanna check it out?."
""NO!""
"Why not?"
"Do you remember the rainbow silk incident?" Daisy said, her voice rising, her sandwich squished in her hand.
"You got the silk! You said it was the best dress you ever wore."
"Don, we were dangling over a pool of Sharpedo."
"Hey, Those Sharpedo were chill."
"I would like to bring up the cult incident." Gary said calmly.
"That was not my fault."
"Your the one who wanted to explore the cool-looking rocks."
"How was I supposed to know that it was an evil cult meeting place?"
"We were on vacation."
"And we got everything for free after that."
"Anyway! We're not going to this super spooky place, and you shouldn't either. I really don't want you to get stuck there." Daisy said sternly.
"We wouldn't get stuck. Right girl."
"Eevee!" she cheered in agreement.
Daisy could only sigh. She was worried. These two were going on their journey soon. And while it was extremely unlikely for someone to die on their journey, that was because registered and secured paths existed. Even then accidents happen.
"Right! Journey plans. Let's hear them."
Gary and Don turned to each other with giant grins.
Don reached into his pocket, bringing out a small piece of paper that unfolded, becoming a map of the region. Scribbles, circles, and crosses covered every inch of it.
"Ok, so I've been researching and there're tons of places in the Kanto region that aren't fully explored yet!" He pointed to a place near Viridian Forest. "There's a whole undocumented area of Viridian Forest near the mountains." His finger moved elsewhere on the map. "And basically everything between Mt. Moon and Celadon City is a mystery."
"Wait, so you plan to explore all these places. What about gym battles or contests?" Gary asked, looking over the map.
"My plan is to explore, research and document what I find and then hopefully have enough to make my thesis on Pokémon shaping environments and the environments themselves shaping Pokémon." Don explained, his body struggling to keep still in excitement.
"You're planning to become a Pokémon Professor like Gramps." Gary said with a smile plastered on his face.
"Yep. Are you going for the Indigo Conference?" Don asked.
"Hehehe. Not just the conference," Gary stood up, looking at the sky with his fist clenched tight, his Eevee standing beside him. "I'm going all the way! Gary Blue Oak is going to be the next Champion!" He declared with all his heart.
"Eevee Vee!" His Eevee screamed.
"A Professor, a Champion and a Coordinator. It's gonna be an interesting year." Daisy said, feeling the excitement coming off the boys.
"Are you going to the Kanto Grand Festival?" Don asked.
"Yep. I may have lost my first time, but now that I've won the Hoenn Grand Festival, I can't not go back and win this one."
"Then let's make a promise. None of us can lose. We're all going to the top." Gary said, holding his fist out.
"Right!"
"Ha. Sure."
Their fists connected, and the three of them made a promise.
AN: This was meant to be out weeks ago. Oops!
"Hahahahaha"
"I hate this. It always looks so wrong," Daisy said, but she couldn't keep her eyes away.
The Gengar's face was coming out the floor, capturing Don between his teeth, his tongue extending out, wrapping around Don.
"Help me! Please! He's tasting me!" A second Gengar grabbed a salt shaker and sprinkled it on Don. Agatha and Gary were laughing so hard, Gary was in tears.
Samuel sighed, pranks like this were Agatha's specialty.
You'd think growing up around a woman who is the most knowledgeable person on the Gengar line would make you resistant to them.
Well, you'd be right, except Agatha's Gengar is no normal Gengar.
Don could handle ghosts easily and always could, but Gengar took that as a challenge to push it to new extremes of uncomfortable pranking, always skirting the line too far. It's a minor miracle the boy turned out relatively fine.
When he released Alakazam again, the Poké Ball didn't even close before the boy, free from the ghost, stood clean before him.
"Haha… Awww it's over,"
"Gen gen"
Agatha and Gengar looked down. If he was still a young teen, he might have actually believed that act. Now, as an old man, his heart only finds amusement in her fake sadness.
"Come on, Grandpa, it was funny." Gary said, walking to the middle of the room on his way towards Agatha. "Hey Grandma, can we do that again?" He said with a grin.
With his journey coming up, the thoughts of what Pokemon to get have been firing through his mind, and after this getting a Gengar seemed like a good idea.
Agatha and Gengar's faces went from sad to evil in a second and he could hear Daisy's facepalm. Don's eyes went from a haunted victim on the verge of breaking to an excited kid about to watch his favourite show instantly. Wait, that second one might be true.
"Of course we can. Anything for my dear Grandson." She said, cackling as Gengar faded back into the floor and opened his jaw beneath Gary, who fell into the mouth before being caught by the Gengar.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
"Hahahaha! Yes, feel my pain!"
"Oh, Gary…"
He'll learn his lesson. Even Alakazam is just letting this one happen.
"GET ME OUT OF THIS THING!"
Samuel sighed. Gary's had enough. His Alakazam knew what to do, teleporting the kid next to Don. Almost immediately, they started trying to push each other into Gengar's jaw. The pushing quickly turning into Grappling as they rolled on the floor towards the Gengar's mouth. The other Gengar floating beside them, cheering the boys on.
"Nope, I'm not seeing that again," Daisy said, marching over, grabbing them by the back of their shirts, the teen dragging them to the door.
Gengar gave her a stare, attempting to follow, but flinched back at Daisy's glare. "Don't even think about it." Gengar flew back, hiding in Agatha's shadow, looking like it wanted to cry. Yet, no one brought that bit for a second.
Daisy walked outside, not struggling at all to drag the two boys. None of the kids noticed a flicker darting out of Don's shadow and into the corner of the room.
"Those kids, still messing around. It's hard to believe they'll be going on their journey soon." Agatha said, her eyes lazily drifted to see Samuel's reaction.
She could feel the weariness in her own voice. They grow up fast, too fast. Were they really ready for this?
Yes, the answer was yes. It's not war time anymore. There's no more hunting down children before they could grow into threats.
Gary has been practicing his battles and is honestly getting good. Don has been going out adventuring already, not able to wait.
But still is one more year too much to ask?
It was like this when Daisy left, all melancholy about seeing her leave, then the rush of excitement that came with each video call and every time she saw her on TV. Daisy really made a name for herself.
And yet with all this worry and sadness comes something else. Beating in her heart is happiness. The boys finally get to travel and live their lives. There's excitement. The two of them will rise to the top, she's sure of it. There's wonder, those boys are going to show the world something new and she can't wait to see it.
"I know it feels like just yesterday we were holding them in our arms," Samuel said, reminiscing once again, bah they couldn't help it, their old let them think about good times. "They're ready, as sad as it is seeing them leave. I don't think we could stop them if we tried," he said, glancing at a shadow in the room's corner.
"You know Gary and Eevee have been sparing with every pokemon they can. He's… determined. I don't know what lit a fire under him, but the dedication he has is incredible," he said with pride and joy. A smile graced his face, thinking back on his grandson's improvement. "And, well, you know what Daisy's been up to."
Ha, as if she'd miss any of Daisy's performances.
She glanced at the corner of the room, from just a glance her pokemon knew what she wanted. Their bond was strong, a friendship that grew through hardships and pain.
A Dragapult emerged from the darkness, the shadows melting around it. The old girl was a mother hen, not that Agatha doesn't understand. If anything, she's thankful for someone looking out for her free spirited grandson.
"Show us what the boy was really doing when he said he was just learning Brick Break," Agatha whines.
"Dragapult" the ghostly dragon flew in front of them, the air splitting behind it, a purple, sparkling mist expanding in front of them and growing wide enough that it was all they could see. The illusionary screen came to life slowly forming a picture.
"Learning Brick Break?"
"His newest excuse."
"Ahh. Better than fishing by the river or helping Susan bake seriously, it's like they think were fools."
"What's the best one you heard?"
"Gary when he said 'messing around with Ash' because I never know if he's telling the truth or not. He used that for two weeks straight before I called him out on it."
The picture finished forming before it started moving, showing Don crawling through a hole in a tree and ending up inside a mystical new place meeting a giant Butterfree.
"That boy. Always up to something."
"It's fine Agatha. Can't blame him for being curious. I hope he's got samples of those berries."
"Knowing him, he's got samples of everything."
"Hahaha. Can't wait to see them."
Agatha could only sigh.
It's hard seeing them go, but she can do it. Those kids better call or there will be consequences.
Daisy watched her brother and cousin roll around wrestling on the grass. Meanwhile, she's sitting on a perfectly nice blanket with a picnic basket. They were a small empty patch of grass in Agatha's flower garden.
Or well, her team's flower garden. Their section of the garden overflowed with daisies, lilies, and tulips. Agatha's Frosslass made a section of frozen flowers shaped like herself.
Daisy had to be careful and make sure the boys didn't ruin any flowers or they'll all pay the price. She's not becoming a victim of a ghost who feels justified just because they were fighting about…
What were they even fighting about?
Gengar isn't here. She thinks.
To her side, their Eevee's and her Slyveon are having a great time chatting. So why can't they just chat normally and not scuffle so close to the flowers!
"ENOUGH! Sit down and stop acting like little kids." She yelled, finally making them pause.
The boys looked at each other, sharing a look of confusion.
"Daisy, are you okay?"
"Yeah, you seem stressed for some reason?"
"You scared of something?"
"Also, we are little kids."
"What's the matter? You getting bullied?"
"Who's bullying you? We'll beat them up,"
"I bet it's that Jean guy she's been hanging around with. She's got a crush on him,"
"So we need to train up and jump this Jean guy."
"Don't even need to train. He's weak. Just need to find him, then we'll take all his money."
"Like in Lumiose City."
"Cool, I can borrow Alakazam. Now, where would he be?"
"I swear to Arceus, if you two don't sit down right now."
The boys, grinning, went over and sat on the blanket, taking out some sandwiches for everyone to eat. The Pokémon, seeing them sit down, hopped over to them, crawling to get affection from their respective trainers.
"See, isn't this better? Nice beautiful day. I bet this would make a scenic picture."
"I don't know fighting is fun. A Pokémon battle would make this better." Gary said, his Eevee getting excited at the prospect of a Pokémon battle.
"There's more interesting picnic spots," Don said, his mind now coming up with interesting places for a picnic on his journey.
"We're not having a battle in Grandma's flower garden, and where would be better than this beautiful garden?"
"I found a way to this amazing place that looks super spooky. Wanna check it out?."
""NO!""
"Why not?"
"Do you remember the rainbow silk incident?" Daisy said, her voice rising, her sandwich squished in her hand.
"You got the silk! You said it was the best dress you ever wore."
"Don, we were dangling over a pool of Sharpedo."
"Hey, Those Sharpedo were chill."
"I would like to bring up the cult incident." Gary said calmly.
"That was not my fault."
"Your the one who wanted to explore the cool-looking rocks."
"How was I supposed to know that it was an evil cult meeting place?"
"We were on vacation."
"And we got everything for free after that."
"Anyway! We're not going to this super spooky place, and you shouldn't either. I really don't want you to get stuck there." Daisy said sternly.
"We wouldn't get stuck. Right girl."
"Eevee!" she cheered in agreement.
Daisy could only sigh. She was worried. These two were going on their journey soon. And while it was extremely unlikely for someone to die on their journey, that was because registered and secured paths existed. Even then accidents happen.
"Right! Journey plans. Let's hear them."
Gary and Don turned to each other with giant grins.
Don reached into his pocket, bringing out a small piece of paper that unfolded, becoming a map of the region. Scribbles, circles, and crosses covered every inch of it.
"Ok, so I've been researching and there're tons of places in the Kanto region that aren't fully explored yet!" He pointed to a place near Viridian Forest. "There's a whole undocumented area of Viridian Forest near the mountains." His finger moved elsewhere on the map. "And basically everything between Mt. Moon and Celadon City is a mystery."
"Wait, so you plan to explore all these places. What about gym battles or contests?" Gary asked, looking over the map.
"My plan is to explore, research and document what I find and then hopefully have enough to make my thesis on Pokémon shaping environments and the environments themselves shaping Pokémon." Don explained, his body struggling to keep still in excitement.
"You're planning to become a Pokémon Professor like Gramps." Gary said with a smile plastered on his face.
"Yep. Are you going for the Indigo Conference?" Don asked.
"Hehehe. Not just the conference," Gary stood up, looking at the sky with his fist clenched tight, his Eevee standing beside him. "I'm going all the way! Gary Blue Oak is going to be the next Champion!" He declared with all his heart.
"Eevee Vee!" His Eevee screamed.
"A Professor, a Champion and a Coordinator. It's gonna be an interesting year." Daisy said, feeling the excitement coming off the boys.
"Are you going to the Kanto Grand Festival?" Don asked.
"Yep. I may have lost my first time, but now that I've won the Hoenn Grand Festival, I can't not go back and win this one."
"Then let's make a promise. None of us can lose. We're all going to the top." Gary said, holding his fist out.
"Right!"
"Ha. Sure."
Their fists connected, and the three of them made a promise.
AN: This was meant to be out weeks ago. Oops!
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3 months ago
Don was looking around the back of the Pokemon tower when he saw something odd, hoof prints that were quickly fading.
Obviously he did the only logical thing and ran after them.
Heracross ran beside him and Eevee was chilling on his shoulder, silently going along, knowing better than to dissuade him. It would probably be faster to just go along with him.
He followed the prints to a dip in the forest. There was a massive hole, and he could feel the power being thrown around inside there. Getting close to the edge, he popped his head over to see what was happening.
What greeted him was a sight not meant to be seen. An unknown pokemon, shrouded in black, with blue eyes and a billow of white flowing from his head. It gathered dark energy, making rings in his hands before firing the attack, a powerful pulse of darkness. Don could feel it from where he was hiding. He had never seen a dark pulse so strong before.
The dark pulse impacted a shadow ball, the otherworldly energy colliding with the dark pulse. The explosion was fierce, and an enormous cloud of dust rose into the air. Heracross had to grab Don and Eevee to keep them from flying.
Once the dust settled, Don could see the other Pokémon. Don held his breath, while the other Pokémon was unknown to him. This one was something he knew.
Spectrier the Swift Horse Pokémon
One of many legendary Pokémon that Don learned about. Only it's hurt, not the majestic beast he's seen in photos. Whoever this other Pokémon is, Spectrier was struggling against it.
He could feel the air shift. They both flinched for a second before looking directly at him. The unknown Pokémon growled for a second before jumping away. It was almost like it was afraid of him. It gave the horse one last look before it disappeared into the trees.
Spectrier kept a powerful presence, but once the unknown Pokémon left, it collapsed onto its side. Don went rushing down, sliding along the side of the hole, down to the bottom to check on the ghostly horse.
"Heracross, grab the Max Potion," Don said, while checking over the Swift Horse Pokémon. He could feel Heracross rummage around the inside of his bag, looking for the expensive potion that Karen gave him.
"Eevee" she said sadly, looking at the injuries.
"Don't worry, we'll have him back running around in no time," Don said reassuringly, and not only for Eevee.
Spectrier gave him a strange look, like it was assessing him, waiting for him to show what kind of person he was. Or maybe Spectrier was seeing more. He could feel the Pokemon's eyes look deep within him, but none of that matters now.
Heracross handed him a max potion and went to Spectrier's front with an assortment of berries. He started by feeding the horse Leppa berries, which it seemed thankful for.
He sprayed the extremely strong potion over the legendary's body. He usually couldn't use the max potion on anyone other than Heracross since it's too strong, but he knew Spectrier could handle it.
After a few minutes, the horse moved, getting up and shaking its body.
"Are you feeling better?" Don asked and Spectrier just smiled.
"Spectrier!" it roared, and Don smiled at its strength. It looked at them with an inquisitive eye. "Spectrier," it said, but Don couldn't understand it.
"Hera Heracross," his Pokémon explained, gesturing a gift-giving act.
"You want to give us something?" Don asked.
"Spectrier" it nodded at him.
It took less than a second for Don to blurt something out.
"Can you show us someplace interesting and cool?" He said.
"Hera…"
"Eevee!"
He could feel Heracross giving him a long stare while Eevee laughed and jumped on him.
"Spectrier," he could see the Pokémon smile as it got down and the three of them climbed onto its back.
It didn't run, it dashed, Don could see the forest fly by, the wind flowed through his hair as he kept hold of the Swift Horse. Spectrier reached Lavender Town rapidly. It looked back at him and smirked, then it ran around the town doing a lap just for fun.
It turned, running towards the Pokémon Tower; it tilted up, suddenly they weren't just running, they were flying. Spectrier ran on air, going towards the top of Pokémon tower.
Since Don and his Pokémon couldn't fade through the walls, Spectrier angled itself so they would go through the window and they entered the top floor of Pokémon Tower.
Spectrier let out a high-pitched scream that made Don and his Pokémon cover their ears.
Spectrier didn't slow down, running towards the ceiling, but then it stopped and they let gravity take hold. No, it wasn't just gravity; it felt like they were being sucked into somewhere. He could hear the laughs and cackles of the other ghosts. They knew something.
It was strange. A portal opened on the floor. They all got sucked in. It was a different realm on the other side. He could feel the otherworldly energy of ghost types leaking out. Don turned his head as they went inside. He saw what was between the two places. A group of Unknown stared at him as he passed through.
The portal closed behind them, Spectrier galloping along the ghostly world, and Don looked around everywhere.
The place felt like a giant cave, or maybe there just wasn't a sky. He could see the ghost types walking on all surfaces easily. Everything was a shade of purple, pink, and black. Except for the giant portal in the middle, it was white and felt like the strangest thing of all. It was like a giant swirl, with a black hole in the middle. What they showed galaxies looked like only pure white.
Looking around, he could see objects littered everywhere: masks, candles, swords, balloons, etc. in the air he could see these little green wisps floating about.
Before he could ask Spectrier questions or take a photo. Spectrier kneeled down and Don got off along with Heracross and Eevee. The Swift Horse Pokémon got in front of him holding something in its mouth, Don held out his hands and Spectrier dropped the item into it.
A whistle. It was purple, he could see ghost type energy flowing from the holes in a mist like state. He could hear the laughter roaring around him. The ghost types everywhere took enjoyment in him having that item. Don knew instinctively that if he wanted to come back here, he'd need this.
Spectrier lightly stomped. It smiled and nodded at him one more time before a strong wind picked him, Heracross and Eevee up, pushing them towards a newly formed portal out of the otherworld and back into the Pokémon Tower.
It left him panting on the floor of the Pokémon Tower until Heracross helped him up.
"We need to go back there again." Don said with a giant grin.
Heracross disagreed
It was the night before his Journey starts. Tomorrow is when the season for badges and contents starts, which makes today the official starting day when everyone goes on their journey.
Don couldn't sleep.
He was jittery, staring up at his ceiling where Gengar, Dragapult and Froslass were looking back at him, laughing at his inability to sleep.
Don was sure they would laugh at him in his dreams as well.
Affectionately, of course.
With sleep escaping him, he had no choice but to get up. With Heracross and Eevee still in the room, he tried to tiptoe his way to the door.
"Hera," he heard behind him.
Looking back, he saw the expectant eyes of his Pokemon looking at him. Heracross got up and stretched, while Eevee wasted no time jumping on him.
"You guys couldn't sleep either?" He whispered, not wanting to wake up his grandma.
They nodded at him, and he almost giggled. Like trainer, like Pokémon.
Don got ready in his new clothes that he should wait like eight hours before putting on. New cushioned hiking boots, tear resistant pants, a plain black shirt and a nice green jacket, and to top it off, a new backpack with more space than he knows what to do with. He knows the clothes are going to get muddy soon, but he'll try his best to keep them looking good.
He got a little camera and attached it to his backpack strap in order to have a recording of whatever he finds.
"Alright, let's go to the Pokémon Tower."
Dragapult wrapped around him and dragged him into the shadows. It twirled him around in the darkness before they emerged outside the house and in front of the Pokémon Tower.
Gengar and Froslass appeared carrying Heracross and Eevee.
They didn't go, sticking by them. Don smiled, it was obvious that they would miss him and wanted to spend the last night together.
As he walked through the Tower, he could tell that they treated it differently at night. The ghost Pokémon would usually stay hidden, only coming out to battle or scare someone. Now they're roaming around without hiding.
They didn't bother him, of course; he was well known in this place as a consequence of being Agatha's grandson. Plus, he has three very strong ghosts tagging along for this adventure.
They reached the top of Pokémon Tower with little fuss. Don looked through his backpack and brought out an ornate box he had brought. Inside, wrapped up, is the whistle.
He took it out and blew. It sounded like a shriek, a high-pitched scream that made him want to cover his ears.
He saw the portal open, a swirl in reality opening up to a whole new world. He didn't walk, no it dragged him in forcefully, Heracross and Eevee as well, but the ghosts no they flew in, cackling all the way.
Don looked to the side again and sure enough, the Unknown stared back, one of them waving at him.
He was back in the Otherworld as he's come to call it. Heracross and Eevee stayed close to him, but Don was looking around with a sense of wonder, Agatha's Pokémon circling them happily laughing.
He couldn't smell anything. The air tasted weird, an indescribable feeling where he could breathe normally, but it was like he wasn't supposed to, like he was being allowed to breathe.
Don ran to the side, he could see a Golurk walking along the wall like it was a floor. Taking a running jump, he pushed both of his feet against the wall and stared down in excitement when his feet stuck to the wall and he walked along the wall like it was the floor.
Eevee and Heracross followed him, with Eevee jumping around, excited about the change in physics. The Golurk passed them, giving a friendly wave as it carried two Bannets in its hands, who were also waving. They waved back, enjoying the friendliness.
Eevee ran off, going up along the wall. Don could tell what she wanted to do immediately and ran off to join her. Heracross followed along, chuckling at their antics.
Eevee jumped, but ended up falling towards the floor. It desperately stretched out its whole body, trying to reach the ceiling, and as soon as it grazed the surface of the ceiling, it fell up. No longer going down, Eevee looked around, seeing itself firmly on the roof.
Heracross sighed in relief. His wings were out, ready to fly and catch her if necessary.
"Woah, so as long as you touch the ceiling, you stick to it," Don tried, placing a hand on the ceiling and slowly crawling away from the wall onto it. Heracross got ready just in case, but it wasn't needed. Don stood up, hanging upside down, but his hair was still the same, his bag and clothes were falling towards the floor. It was like gravity worked the same in every direction as long as there was a surface there.
Don took out his camera and took pictures on the ceiling with all his and his grandma's Pokémon.
He could feel the blood rushing to his head, so he walked back down onto the floor, where he noticed a lot of ghosts gathering. The giant white swirling portal pulsed, it starting spinning faster as it let out those little green wisps.
They took the objects to the front, and Don could see some wisps moving towards them. One entered a sword that floated, becoming a Honedge. He saw many go towards the masks and pieces of ruins, becoming a Yamask or Galarian Yamask.
He saw a darker wisp go towards a teapot, becoming a Polteageist. Some wisps stayed in the air, the otherworldly energy gathering around it forming a Gastly or Misdreavus.
In his sight a trio of wisps, each of them turning into a Dusknoir, Dusclops and Duskull. Don saw the Dusknoir grab the other two before running off, trying to find a place to hide.
A bunch of wisps gathered around one, or more like it was pulling the rest towards itself as they all collected ghost type energy before shooting into a key stone emerging as a Spiritomb.
The portal stopped spinning. No more wisps came through. There were still some in the air, a few turned into ghosts, others just stayed wisps. Don looked at one get more and more transparent until it faded away.
There was another lighter one, a weaker one, desperately trying to go into any object. Until finally it took place inside a candle, with a weaker flame than a Litwick should have.
It couldn't move, it couldn't even stand up straight, it was slouching. Don went over immediately.
"Hey, are you alright?" He asked gently.
"Lit…wick…" she said weakly. She would not last like this.
Don looked back at his Pokémon and nodded. He picked up the recently born Litwick and ran. He took out the whistle and blew.
It gathered everyone's attention as they all stopped and stared at him. Once more, the portal opened and pulled him from the Otherworld.
Now, back in his own reality, he could taste the air being fresher even in the Pokémon Tower.
He didn't have long to dwell before Dragapult dragged him into the shadows. The darkness faded almost instantly as he emerged right in front of a Pokémon Center.
He ran inside, seeing a surprised Chansey on the desk, wearing a nurse hat.
"Please help her," Don asked, putting the tiny Litwick on the counter as the Chansey picked it up and went into the back room swiftly.
Waiting outside, Don couldn't help but to think back at everything that just happened. The Otherworld and the creation? Spawning? Birth? Of ghost types. He probably knows more than he should, and he has it on camera.
Opening his back, he saw the little computer wired to his camera. Pressing the stop recording button, he looked at the footage. He saw his room; saw the darkness that Dragapult dragged him in; saw their ascent of the Pokémon Tower.
But, when he blew that whistle, there was no sound recorded, and after that it was just static. Nothing captured, no sounds or audio, just static. It only returned as soon as he was in the Pokémon Tower holding Litwick.
He'd have to take it to Grandpa and see what he thinks about this. Which means he needs to leave extra early to Pallet town so he can talk to him before the starter choice.
Don heard a little ding. Looking over, he saw Chansey walk out with a healthy Litwick on her nurse hat. The Pokémon jumped from Chansey's nurse hat into his hands.
"Litwick Litwick Lit Lit Wick"
"Hahaha, I'm happy you're ok," Don said to the giddy Litwick hopping in his palm.
"Heracross"
"Eevee"
His Pokémon cheered for her, while Agatha's team stayed back.
"So, what do you want to do now?"
"Litwick?"
"Do you want to go ba-"
"Litwick Litwick" she shook her head, refusing to hear it. "Litwick!" She pointed at him.
"You wanna come along with me?" Don said, a smile on his face. A feeling of joy bubbled inside him, a new team member, a new friend.
"Litwick," she nodded, smiling back at him.
Don opened his bag, bringing out a Pokéball, holding it out to her as she slammed herself into the button.
The ball opened and shook once before clicking. There was an enormous sense of accomplishment. He didn't expect this night to end with a new partner, but he can't say he's sad about it.
"Oh yeah, we got a new friend!" Don cheered, holding the ball up high and his Pokémon celebrated around him. Heracross danced and Eevee jumped around, finally landing on his shoulder. He felt a new connection forming between himself and Litwick, a bond similar to the one he shares with Heracross and Eevee.
The bond is something so mysterious and so present in everyone's lives. His grandpa spent decades studying it, and he's sure if anyone can uncover the mystery of the bond it'll be grandpa.
Chansey clapped, the Pokemon didn't know what was going on, but it was happy that everything was ok. Agatha's Pokémon looked happy just watching, seeing the family grow one Pokemon at a time.
He let Litwick out and she jumped onto Eevee's head, who smiled in delight. He sat there in the lobby of the Pokémon Center in the middle of the night, talking to his new team member. Don introduced Heracross and Eevee, who welcomed their new friend with open arms. Litwick herself soaked all the positive attention up.
Agatha's Pokémon joined in asking questions he couldn't understand. One thing he knew is that Litwick really didn't like the Otherworld. It probably had something to do with her becoming a ghost. Don knows she almost faded and couldn't possibly imagine what that would do to her.
Don looked at the time and realised he was gone for a lot longer than he thought.
With the help of Agatha's Pokémon, he snuck back into his room, got changed and into bed like nothing ever happened. He felt like he just got away with a crime, sneaking out and back in like nothing ever happened.
"Where did you go in the middle of the night?" His door slammed open and Agatha stood there, arms crossed. Maybe he could pretend to be asleep.
Don was looking around the back of the Pokemon tower when he saw something odd, hoof prints that were quickly fading.
Obviously he did the only logical thing and ran after them.
Heracross ran beside him and Eevee was chilling on his shoulder, silently going along, knowing better than to dissuade him. It would probably be faster to just go along with him.
He followed the prints to a dip in the forest. There was a massive hole, and he could feel the power being thrown around inside there. Getting close to the edge, he popped his head over to see what was happening.
What greeted him was a sight not meant to be seen. An unknown pokemon, shrouded in black, with blue eyes and a billow of white flowing from his head. It gathered dark energy, making rings in his hands before firing the attack, a powerful pulse of darkness. Don could feel it from where he was hiding. He had never seen a dark pulse so strong before.
The dark pulse impacted a shadow ball, the otherworldly energy colliding with the dark pulse. The explosion was fierce, and an enormous cloud of dust rose into the air. Heracross had to grab Don and Eevee to keep them from flying.
Once the dust settled, Don could see the other Pokémon. Don held his breath, while the other Pokémon was unknown to him. This one was something he knew.
Spectrier the Swift Horse Pokémon
One of many legendary Pokémon that Don learned about. Only it's hurt, not the majestic beast he's seen in photos. Whoever this other Pokémon is, Spectrier was struggling against it.
He could feel the air shift. They both flinched for a second before looking directly at him. The unknown Pokémon growled for a second before jumping away. It was almost like it was afraid of him. It gave the horse one last look before it disappeared into the trees.
Spectrier kept a powerful presence, but once the unknown Pokémon left, it collapsed onto its side. Don went rushing down, sliding along the side of the hole, down to the bottom to check on the ghostly horse.
"Heracross, grab the Max Potion," Don said, while checking over the Swift Horse Pokémon. He could feel Heracross rummage around the inside of his bag, looking for the expensive potion that Karen gave him.
"Eevee" she said sadly, looking at the injuries.
"Don't worry, we'll have him back running around in no time," Don said reassuringly, and not only for Eevee.
Spectrier gave him a strange look, like it was assessing him, waiting for him to show what kind of person he was. Or maybe Spectrier was seeing more. He could feel the Pokemon's eyes look deep within him, but none of that matters now.
Heracross handed him a max potion and went to Spectrier's front with an assortment of berries. He started by feeding the horse Leppa berries, which it seemed thankful for.
He sprayed the extremely strong potion over the legendary's body. He usually couldn't use the max potion on anyone other than Heracross since it's too strong, but he knew Spectrier could handle it.
After a few minutes, the horse moved, getting up and shaking its body.
"Are you feeling better?" Don asked and Spectrier just smiled.
"Spectrier!" it roared, and Don smiled at its strength. It looked at them with an inquisitive eye. "Spectrier," it said, but Don couldn't understand it.
"Hera Heracross," his Pokémon explained, gesturing a gift-giving act.
"You want to give us something?" Don asked.
"Spectrier" it nodded at him.
It took less than a second for Don to blurt something out.
"Can you show us someplace interesting and cool?" He said.
"Hera…"
"Eevee!"
He could feel Heracross giving him a long stare while Eevee laughed and jumped on him.
"Spectrier," he could see the Pokémon smile as it got down and the three of them climbed onto its back.
It didn't run, it dashed, Don could see the forest fly by, the wind flowed through his hair as he kept hold of the Swift Horse. Spectrier reached Lavender Town rapidly. It looked back at him and smirked, then it ran around the town doing a lap just for fun.
It turned, running towards the Pokémon Tower; it tilted up, suddenly they weren't just running, they were flying. Spectrier ran on air, going towards the top of Pokémon tower.
Since Don and his Pokémon couldn't fade through the walls, Spectrier angled itself so they would go through the window and they entered the top floor of Pokémon Tower.
Spectrier let out a high-pitched scream that made Don and his Pokémon cover their ears.
Spectrier didn't slow down, running towards the ceiling, but then it stopped and they let gravity take hold. No, it wasn't just gravity; it felt like they were being sucked into somewhere. He could hear the laughs and cackles of the other ghosts. They knew something.
It was strange. A portal opened on the floor. They all got sucked in. It was a different realm on the other side. He could feel the otherworldly energy of ghost types leaking out. Don turned his head as they went inside. He saw what was between the two places. A group of Unknown stared at him as he passed through.
The portal closed behind them, Spectrier galloping along the ghostly world, and Don looked around everywhere.
The place felt like a giant cave, or maybe there just wasn't a sky. He could see the ghost types walking on all surfaces easily. Everything was a shade of purple, pink, and black. Except for the giant portal in the middle, it was white and felt like the strangest thing of all. It was like a giant swirl, with a black hole in the middle. What they showed galaxies looked like only pure white.
Looking around, he could see objects littered everywhere: masks, candles, swords, balloons, etc. in the air he could see these little green wisps floating about.
Before he could ask Spectrier questions or take a photo. Spectrier kneeled down and Don got off along with Heracross and Eevee. The Swift Horse Pokémon got in front of him holding something in its mouth, Don held out his hands and Spectrier dropped the item into it.
A whistle. It was purple, he could see ghost type energy flowing from the holes in a mist like state. He could hear the laughter roaring around him. The ghost types everywhere took enjoyment in him having that item. Don knew instinctively that if he wanted to come back here, he'd need this.
Spectrier lightly stomped. It smiled and nodded at him one more time before a strong wind picked him, Heracross and Eevee up, pushing them towards a newly formed portal out of the otherworld and back into the Pokémon Tower.
It left him panting on the floor of the Pokémon Tower until Heracross helped him up.
"We need to go back there again." Don said with a giant grin.
Heracross disagreed
It was the night before his Journey starts. Tomorrow is when the season for badges and contents starts, which makes today the official starting day when everyone goes on their journey.
Don couldn't sleep.
He was jittery, staring up at his ceiling where Gengar, Dragapult and Froslass were looking back at him, laughing at his inability to sleep.
Don was sure they would laugh at him in his dreams as well.
Affectionately, of course.
With sleep escaping him, he had no choice but to get up. With Heracross and Eevee still in the room, he tried to tiptoe his way to the door.
"Hera," he heard behind him.
Looking back, he saw the expectant eyes of his Pokemon looking at him. Heracross got up and stretched, while Eevee wasted no time jumping on him.
"You guys couldn't sleep either?" He whispered, not wanting to wake up his grandma.
They nodded at him, and he almost giggled. Like trainer, like Pokémon.
Don got ready in his new clothes that he should wait like eight hours before putting on. New cushioned hiking boots, tear resistant pants, a plain black shirt and a nice green jacket, and to top it off, a new backpack with more space than he knows what to do with. He knows the clothes are going to get muddy soon, but he'll try his best to keep them looking good.
He got a little camera and attached it to his backpack strap in order to have a recording of whatever he finds.
"Alright, let's go to the Pokémon Tower."
Dragapult wrapped around him and dragged him into the shadows. It twirled him around in the darkness before they emerged outside the house and in front of the Pokémon Tower.
Gengar and Froslass appeared carrying Heracross and Eevee.
They didn't go, sticking by them. Don smiled, it was obvious that they would miss him and wanted to spend the last night together.
As he walked through the Tower, he could tell that they treated it differently at night. The ghost Pokémon would usually stay hidden, only coming out to battle or scare someone. Now they're roaming around without hiding.
They didn't bother him, of course; he was well known in this place as a consequence of being Agatha's grandson. Plus, he has three very strong ghosts tagging along for this adventure.
They reached the top of Pokémon Tower with little fuss. Don looked through his backpack and brought out an ornate box he had brought. Inside, wrapped up, is the whistle.
He took it out and blew. It sounded like a shriek, a high-pitched scream that made him want to cover his ears.
He saw the portal open, a swirl in reality opening up to a whole new world. He didn't walk, no it dragged him in forcefully, Heracross and Eevee as well, but the ghosts no they flew in, cackling all the way.
Don looked to the side again and sure enough, the Unknown stared back, one of them waving at him.
He was back in the Otherworld as he's come to call it. Heracross and Eevee stayed close to him, but Don was looking around with a sense of wonder, Agatha's Pokémon circling them happily laughing.
He couldn't smell anything. The air tasted weird, an indescribable feeling where he could breathe normally, but it was like he wasn't supposed to, like he was being allowed to breathe.
Don ran to the side, he could see a Golurk walking along the wall like it was a floor. Taking a running jump, he pushed both of his feet against the wall and stared down in excitement when his feet stuck to the wall and he walked along the wall like it was the floor.
Eevee and Heracross followed him, with Eevee jumping around, excited about the change in physics. The Golurk passed them, giving a friendly wave as it carried two Bannets in its hands, who were also waving. They waved back, enjoying the friendliness.
Eevee ran off, going up along the wall. Don could tell what she wanted to do immediately and ran off to join her. Heracross followed along, chuckling at their antics.
Eevee jumped, but ended up falling towards the floor. It desperately stretched out its whole body, trying to reach the ceiling, and as soon as it grazed the surface of the ceiling, it fell up. No longer going down, Eevee looked around, seeing itself firmly on the roof.
Heracross sighed in relief. His wings were out, ready to fly and catch her if necessary.
"Woah, so as long as you touch the ceiling, you stick to it," Don tried, placing a hand on the ceiling and slowly crawling away from the wall onto it. Heracross got ready just in case, but it wasn't needed. Don stood up, hanging upside down, but his hair was still the same, his bag and clothes were falling towards the floor. It was like gravity worked the same in every direction as long as there was a surface there.
Don took out his camera and took pictures on the ceiling with all his and his grandma's Pokémon.
He could feel the blood rushing to his head, so he walked back down onto the floor, where he noticed a lot of ghosts gathering. The giant white swirling portal pulsed, it starting spinning faster as it let out those little green wisps.
They took the objects to the front, and Don could see some wisps moving towards them. One entered a sword that floated, becoming a Honedge. He saw many go towards the masks and pieces of ruins, becoming a Yamask or Galarian Yamask.
He saw a darker wisp go towards a teapot, becoming a Polteageist. Some wisps stayed in the air, the otherworldly energy gathering around it forming a Gastly or Misdreavus.
In his sight a trio of wisps, each of them turning into a Dusknoir, Dusclops and Duskull. Don saw the Dusknoir grab the other two before running off, trying to find a place to hide.
A bunch of wisps gathered around one, or more like it was pulling the rest towards itself as they all collected ghost type energy before shooting into a key stone emerging as a Spiritomb.
The portal stopped spinning. No more wisps came through. There were still some in the air, a few turned into ghosts, others just stayed wisps. Don looked at one get more and more transparent until it faded away.
There was another lighter one, a weaker one, desperately trying to go into any object. Until finally it took place inside a candle, with a weaker flame than a Litwick should have.
It couldn't move, it couldn't even stand up straight, it was slouching. Don went over immediately.
"Hey, are you alright?" He asked gently.
"Lit…wick…" she said weakly. She would not last like this.
Don looked back at his Pokémon and nodded. He picked up the recently born Litwick and ran. He took out the whistle and blew.
It gathered everyone's attention as they all stopped and stared at him. Once more, the portal opened and pulled him from the Otherworld.
Now, back in his own reality, he could taste the air being fresher even in the Pokémon Tower.
He didn't have long to dwell before Dragapult dragged him into the shadows. The darkness faded almost instantly as he emerged right in front of a Pokémon Center.
He ran inside, seeing a surprised Chansey on the desk, wearing a nurse hat.
"Please help her," Don asked, putting the tiny Litwick on the counter as the Chansey picked it up and went into the back room swiftly.
Waiting outside, Don couldn't help but to think back at everything that just happened. The Otherworld and the creation? Spawning? Birth? Of ghost types. He probably knows more than he should, and he has it on camera.
Opening his back, he saw the little computer wired to his camera. Pressing the stop recording button, he looked at the footage. He saw his room; saw the darkness that Dragapult dragged him in; saw their ascent of the Pokémon Tower.
But, when he blew that whistle, there was no sound recorded, and after that it was just static. Nothing captured, no sounds or audio, just static. It only returned as soon as he was in the Pokémon Tower holding Litwick.
He'd have to take it to Grandpa and see what he thinks about this. Which means he needs to leave extra early to Pallet town so he can talk to him before the starter choice.
Don heard a little ding. Looking over, he saw Chansey walk out with a healthy Litwick on her nurse hat. The Pokémon jumped from Chansey's nurse hat into his hands.
"Litwick Litwick Lit Lit Wick"
"Hahaha, I'm happy you're ok," Don said to the giddy Litwick hopping in his palm.
"Heracross"
"Eevee"
His Pokémon cheered for her, while Agatha's team stayed back.
"So, what do you want to do now?"
"Litwick?"
"Do you want to go ba-"
"Litwick Litwick" she shook her head, refusing to hear it. "Litwick!" She pointed at him.
"You wanna come along with me?" Don said, a smile on his face. A feeling of joy bubbled inside him, a new team member, a new friend.
"Litwick," she nodded, smiling back at him.
Don opened his bag, bringing out a Pokéball, holding it out to her as she slammed herself into the button.
The ball opened and shook once before clicking. There was an enormous sense of accomplishment. He didn't expect this night to end with a new partner, but he can't say he's sad about it.
"Oh yeah, we got a new friend!" Don cheered, holding the ball up high and his Pokémon celebrated around him. Heracross danced and Eevee jumped around, finally landing on his shoulder. He felt a new connection forming between himself and Litwick, a bond similar to the one he shares with Heracross and Eevee.
The bond is something so mysterious and so present in everyone's lives. His grandpa spent decades studying it, and he's sure if anyone can uncover the mystery of the bond it'll be grandpa.
Chansey clapped, the Pokemon didn't know what was going on, but it was happy that everything was ok. Agatha's Pokémon looked happy just watching, seeing the family grow one Pokemon at a time.
He let Litwick out and she jumped onto Eevee's head, who smiled in delight. He sat there in the lobby of the Pokémon Center in the middle of the night, talking to his new team member. Don introduced Heracross and Eevee, who welcomed their new friend with open arms. Litwick herself soaked all the positive attention up.
Agatha's Pokémon joined in asking questions he couldn't understand. One thing he knew is that Litwick really didn't like the Otherworld. It probably had something to do with her becoming a ghost. Don knows she almost faded and couldn't possibly imagine what that would do to her.
Don looked at the time and realised he was gone for a lot longer than he thought.
With the help of Agatha's Pokémon, he snuck back into his room, got changed and into bed like nothing ever happened. He felt like he just got away with a crime, sneaking out and back in like nothing ever happened.
"Where did you go in the middle of the night?" His door slammed open and Agatha stood there, arms crossed. Maybe he could pretend to be asleep.
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Huh wasn't expecting a Litwick. Honestly one of the coolest Ghost types. Good typing to. And kek that ending! Wonder why Darkrai was so pissed at Spectrier?
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I love the Litwick line one of my favourites.
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Unova has a bunch of banger designs. And it's one of the few mon that look good terastralized to. At least when it's shiny.
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Tera Fire Shiny Chandelure will always be funny.