Pokemon: Jordinio Version

It wasn't long later that Ash left with Misty following behind him demanding he pay her for a new bike. He'd offered to let me tag along with him, but while I was incredibly tempted, I wanted to go about things my way, I didn't want to just tag along with Ash and mooch off of him.

Plus, I needed to get some breakfast and do some shopping. Funnily enough, it was a Chansey that handled the cooking of the Pokemon Centre, and she made a mean roll and sausage with fried egg. I'm not sure where fried egg or sausage comes from here and I'd rather not think about it truth be told.

After that, I thanked Nurse Joy again and ventured out on my own. First stop, being the market area. And let me tell you. I spent so much fucking money. A hundred on some extra sets of clothes, socks and underwear. Another hundred on a month supply of food for my pokemon and fifty to last me a decent while, mostly in cheap noodles and supplements to make up for the vitamins and shit I'd be missing out on with such a diet. Camping supplies in a tent, a sleeping bag, some rope, a lighter for making a camp fire and a few more things cost over a hundred as well. Toiletries like a tooth brush, soap, tooth paste, deodorant and the like only cost around twenty poke and cooking utensils around thirty.

I ended up splurging another hundred in a tech store to get a solar charger for my phone and internet access for a month.

I was oh so glad when I checked out my Chansey's move set. With both Heal Pulse and Aromatherapy, I didn't need to splurge quite as much on medicinal supplies, though I did grab some. And I had seven pokeballs with the two I had left over from the five I initially had, and five given to me by Nurse Joy for becoming a trainer sponsored by the Viridian City Pokemon Centre. So I grabbed another three for a hundred a piece bringing my total up to ten.

And all in, I spent one thousand, six hundred pokedollars. I don't think I've ever quite went on a spending spree quite like it before. Honestly, by time I was done nearly three hours later and getting ready to move on and start my journey towards Pewter City proper, I was exhausted.

Along the way to Viridian Forest, I took a seat on a park bench and just rested for now, setting my incredibly heavy bag down on the ground between my legs. I was so damn stoked to find out the thing was a standard bag from this place and had storage abilities like pokeballs in it, a standard kind of bag most trainers apparently had nowadays when starting out. But while it might have shrunk it down into the storage space and made it less cumbersome, very little of the weight was reduced.

Good shape or not, I'm not Ash Ketchum, and carrying so much weight is a tiring for a twelve year old. Or someone with a twelve year old's body.

"Prdig." Pidgey snorted on my shoulder, patting me on the head with his wing. I got the feeling he was calling me a wimp.

Instead of getting testy, I just rolled my eyes. We'll see how much of a wimp I am once I put my 'Super Epic Ultra Body Transformation Plan' into motion. the move set of my new Chansey, despite the fact I've not greeted her yet, is Heal Pulse, Aromatherapy, Gravity, Sing and Pound.

With Gravity and Heal Pulse, I'm hoping I can pull a dragonball z gravity chamber kind of thing. In the real world, that kind of shit would kill you. But with a pokemon that has the ability to heal you akin to the way Dende could? I'm sure I could do it. Or, well I hope so at least. Nothing fucking ventured, nothing fucking gained after all.

Speaking of. I pulled my newest pokemon's pokeball from my pocket and sent her out. The pink egg shaped pokemon solidified from white light and in a few moments appearing in front of me.

"Chansey!" she smiled brightly, waving one stubby little arm my way in greeting.

Pidgey rose one of his wings and waved back and I copied them, tossing a little wave myself, "Hey Chansey," I greeted her panting lightly, there was sweat trailing down the side of my face from the exertion I'd went through, and lowering my hand out to her after waving, "I just wanted to say thanks for wanting to come with me. With the moves you know, we'll be able to stay in tip top shape after training."

"Chansey, chans." She nodded, still smiling brightly. Then she stepped forward, lifting her small arms up, her little paws glowing with pink light that seeped out in a wave into my body.

Breath filled my lungs in an instant, and the ache in my back and legs from walking so much and carrying my heavy bag cleared up almost instantly. My eyes went wide and I jumped up, testing out my body.

"Fuck man! I feel amazing!" I exclaimed. No sluggishness or pain at all! Heal Pulse is so awesome! I couldn't contain myself! Surging forward, before Chansey could react and just as she let her move die down, I wrapped my arms around the egg shaped pokemon and hugged her tightly, "You're awesome Chansey!" I praised her.

The pink healer pokemon giggled, rubbing her torso against mine as she embraced me back happily.

I spent a few minutes getting to know Chansey after pulling back from our embrace. And she was quite pleasant. The bubbly bright type, very happy and helpful, she even offered to carry my bag for me. But I waved her off by just saying she could help me out later with Heal Pulse again once I'm done carrying it.

After all, it had to weigh somewhere close to two hundred pounds. The only reason I could carry it at all is because of the way I feel stronger since I've gotten here than I know I was at this age initially. Lugging this shit around and with Chansey to fix me up, I should get some good muscle building in.

Still, instead of returning her, I kept her out for now. Because there's still one challenge I have to overcome before I fully head into Viridian Forest. Meeting and greeting Spearow.

Pidgey was tense on my shoulder as I lifted the other birds pokeball and released him. The small bird appeared on the ground in front of me, shaking out his wings before cocking his head to the side and looking at me in curiosity for all of a moment, before his little eyes narrowed.

"Spearow!" he flared out his red wings as much as possible and beat them hard, squawking threateningly at me, eyes shifting between me and the pokeball he saw in my hand.

"Pidg!" Pidgey barked right back angrily, flaring out his even larger wings at the slightly smaller bird. After all, for a Pidgey, mine was pretty big, a few inches bigger than the average one according to the pokedex app on my phone.

Chansey looked between the two worriedly, arms raised in preparation to use her Sing attack just in case things got violent as I had instructed her. But before things could get off on the wrong foot, I raised my hand up, palm facing Spearow, "Calm down Spearow," I said. He just beat his wings and squawked angrily again. Better just get to the point then, "I found you and your entire flock knocked out cold last night and since you were the leader of such a big flock, I decided to capture you while I had the chance seeing as you had to be really strong to rule over all of them." I bullshited some flattery.

At my words, Spearow lowered his wings a bit and cocked his head to the side. And just like Pidgey, I saw the way his little cream feathered chest puffed up with pride. What's with these fucking birds and their pride?

"Yeah," I shrugged a bit awkwardly, "So I caught you. Took you to the Pokemon Centre to get healed up and wanted to see if you would join me as my pokemon." better to let it seem like his choice I think, with how prideful it is.

Spearow scoffed, somehow. I have no idea how bird can scoff, but well he did. I plastered a smirk filled with confidence I didn't feel on my face, "I did you a solid, you should at least hear me out." I said.

A sigh left the birds before before he looked me in the eyes and waved his red feathered wing. 'Get on with it'. was pretty much what I interpreted it is. And Pidgey obviously wasn't too happy with the rude gesture, his wings flickered with white energy for moment with the power of his Wing Attack before dying down and a growl left his beak.

I ignored the by play, "Let's be truthful here, you're strong, but you and your entire flock got destroyed by one little Pikachu," I said, not beating around the bush. A squawk of fury left the birds beak as soon as he heard what I said and he jumped into the air, shooting towards me, beak glowing bright white with power.

Before the bird could even close half of the foot of distance between us though, there was a chirp of anger, "Chansey!" and Spearow quite suddenly slammed into the ground, and I could suddenly see the air rippling above his small body.

I blinked and looked to Chansey, to see the egg pokemon with her eyes narrowed angrily at Spearow, the tips of her stubby paws glowing with a black energy that seemed to draw the very sunlight around us inside it.

This must be her Gravity attack!

Pidgey scoffed at the downed Spearow, lowering his wings. But I stood up from my space on the bench and crouched down to look at Spearow closer, he was struggling with all he was worth, scraping his taloned feet into the ground and beating his wings against it as well as he tried to push himself up, to no avail.

"You're tough, but not tough enough," I continued, a bit on awe of myself really with how utterly calm I felt in this situation, I hadn't even had a flare of adrenaline through my veins when Spearow went to attack me. "I plan to become one of the best, and to do that I need to train pokemon to be the best. If you become my pokemon, I'll make sure you never lose so pathetically like you did to that Pikachu ever again."

Spearow growled and growled, fought with all his might, pushing and snarling through his beak. All the while, he looked me in the eyes. He tried with all his might for a good minute while I held his gaze, before his energy ran out and he fell limp under the gravity crushing him into the ground.

"...Row.." the bird nodded, accepting, if grudgingly, my offer.

As soon as he did, the Chansey released the gravitational pressure that was pressing down on him and the bird sighed in relief. I picked him up and stood up, "You did good," I praised him, "That Pikachu had a lot of power, but it doesn't have the kind of will power or stamina you do." not yet it doesn't at least, and positive reinforcement for good behaviour is a common dog training technique, hopefully it works here.

Despite his limp body, Spearow practically preened from my arms under my praise.