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Daniel stood on the shore of a large river along rt. 3. Behind him was the sinking wreck of a helicopter. He had won a free ride at a lottery stand. However the helicopter had lost control now leaving him here.
The pilot had been rescued by a pokemon ranger. He however decided to go to town himself.
He was happy his pokemon were okay. But even more he had yet to train his pokemon. This would be an opportune moment.
Daniel set up camp in a small grove. Setting up his tent along side a fire pit. He sat as he prepared food for the pokemon.
He sat as the food cooked using a home made polish on Aron. Meanwhile Klink was watching the road.
"I think we're ready. We have a fresh team of Pokémon and if we keep moving the way we are now, we should be in Moroii in less than twenty hours!" Nyx was pumped. Sooner or later he will be in Moroii, participating in his first contest and unlike his first contest in Kanto, he wasn't going to lose. He would make sure of it and so would his partners. Both Pokémon were practicing their moves as they walked, every once in awhile combining a move to make something spectacular happen. During their walk, if the two were too far ahead of their trainer, they would practice their stance as they waited for Nyx to catch up. Sometimes, the two would turn their practice into competitions, competing against each other- trying to figure how who used their moves best. If they couldn't figure it out, they would look back at their trainer, waiting for him to pick a winner and he never did. Nyx just complimented them and told them what their strongest feature was. Which never satisfied the two.
The sun was beginning to set and Nyx's feet were aching from the hours of walking he was doing. But he didn't want to stop. He wanted to be in Moroii right now and he would do just about anything to be there now. The bottom of his feet were blistering, swelling up like a balloon. Still, he did not want to stop, pushing himself to keep moving forward. He was pushing himself to move but his Pokémon were not, stopping in their tracks. "Furr-frouu..." Jolee whined and soon Bleu chimed in. They were so tired. Nyx knew he would have to soon stop and set up camp... he just needed to go a little farther. "How about you guys rest in your ball and Seafoam and I will continue?" As if on cue, Nyx's togepi popped out his backpack where she had been resting. Over the short period of time he had her, Nyx gave his togepi the nickname Seafoam for no particular reason. "Togepooiiii!"
The two declined the offer. If Nyx was going to keep going, as his partners, they should too. After a short break, the two began moving again. Nyx did too but this time, he was holding his togepi, who was just talking jibberish. The togepi talked a lot now, little baby babbles that Bleu and Jolee cannot even understand. Seafoam's babbles filled Nyx's ears and surprisingly he almost did not notice a helicopter whizzing through the sky uncontrollably. It was Bleu's flailing arms, trying to point at it that caught his attention. He gawked at the helicopter as it came closer and closer to the ground, spinning as it did so. "SWEET MOTHER OF MEW! IT'S GOING TO CRASH!" Nyx quickly began to panick, so did his Pokémon. "Guys, we have to do something, come on!"
He picked up the pace, going from a walk to a jog then a run. Nyx kept his eyes on the helicopter, watching it lower until finally it crashed. "Oh no! It will catch fire, Bleu I want you to get ready to use water gun!" He ran faster than he did before but he would not be able to reach the helicopter in time. Still, he was determined to get there and help out, so were his Pokémon. "Jolee, you're faster, let Bleu hop on your back so you can get her there in time to put out any fire. Go go go!" Doing what they were asked, Bleu leaped up on Jolee's back and the furfrou picked up her own pace. She ran and ran until she was out of sight. Nyx just hoped his Pokémon got there time, they had to put out the fire!
Nyx caught up to his Pokémon and he was a bit frustrated to see them standing around. "What are you doing!" He yelled. He knew the two were selfish but... not selfish enough to deny putting out a fire.
The two looked back at their trainer, a tad bit confused and almost worried looking. They could not believe what they were seeing. When Nyx finally made it to the scene, he couldn't believe what he was seeing either.
A boy had set up camp, he was cooking and his Pokémon were out and about like nothing happened.
Nyx just stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face. The boy just sat there- him and his Pokémon- as if nothing happened. He was even fixing a hot meal for the two. How long ago did the crash happened? He predicted only a half hour ago. How did he set up a camp so fast? How did he cook and set up camp! Nyx was getting a headache, he couldn't process how this boy did such a thing."I... uh...?" He didn't even know what to say to him. Nyx wasn't all that good starting conversations with people he didn't know either. Besides, what would he say to him. Hey, how's it going, did you see the plane crash? Nyx just stood there watch him in shock. He didn't snap out of this shock stage until the boy said something Nyx found rude. He just had to say something now.
"A helicopter crashed here not too long ago. What happened to it and the people on?" He tried to stay completely calm.
Daniel wasn't expecting company nor did he like it. Most people annoyed him. Especially this one.
But he rather than letting it anger him more which wouldn't be good. He simply replied by saying
”the helicopters gone. The pilots gone. I'm here. Only problem is you are too. "
He was hesitating on whether or not to grab the potato. But he decided keeping to himself would possibly be better.
He popped out a cigarette which tended to chase people away. Daniel hated cigarettes almost as much as talking to people.
It's not that he hated any particular type of person...he just decided most were pains to be around. That was part of the reason he left his previous job. He never found a person he liked besides his old boss. But still he only preferred pokemon over people.
He coughed as his lungs rejected the smoke.
"Unless you wanna take photos get lost." He said as he he collected the bowl from his pokemon.
He began to unfold a lawn chair as Klink found a spot up in the tree as it liked high places. Aron stood looking between its trainer and the newcomer.
Nyx did not like the attitude of this boy and neither did his Pokémon. The potato wrapped in foil land right in front of Bleu, the squirtle and she wickedly smiled at it. When the boy opened his mother once more to make a smart remark, she aimed for his face and with her tail, she hit the potato. The potato silently went flying through the air. By the time Nyx saw it, it was too late. He couldn't do anything about it.
A part of him didn't really care either. He didn't like the way he was being treated and he wouldn't let someone obviously younger than him talk to him in such a way. He quickly got rid of his confused look and replaced it with one of anger. Nyx wasn't one who usually talked to strangers but he just had to say something. "Excuse me for trying to make sure everything is alright. Unlike someone I'm looking at right now, I care about others.But I'm glad to here the others on the helicopter weren't hurt."
The lillipop hit the squirtle right on the head, sticking to her forehead. Bleu quickly shook it off and glared at the other trainer."Hey! Don't throw stuff at my pokemon!" Nyx yelled, putting down his togepi , reaching into his bag and pulling out the other half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich he didn't finish earlier that day and throwing it at the boy. He started laugh. Nyx laughed so hard, he end up falling down, sitting on the dirt road. It felt so good to sit down. He didn't want to get back up! His feet felt even worse now that he was off of them too. He just couldn’t get back up now.
”What?” Nyx was shocked to hear the boy’s request. Just a minute ago, he wanted nothing to do with Nyx. Now he wanted him to deliver to deliver some mail. ”Do I look like the pony express? Do I look like a mail carrying Dragonite who flies from place to place delivering mail?” It was his turn to make a smart remark. ”Besides, who were mean to me! Now you expect me to do you a favor?”
While the squirtle did not like the way her trainer was treated a second ago, she could not turn down free chocolate—neither could Seafoam, who slipped out of Nyx’s arms and joined Bleu, who split it in half for the two. Jolee, on the other hand, did not care for sweet, having the mindset of supermodel and all she believed a piece would slow her down and make her look fat. ”The sun is setting, how far do you think you’re going to get without it?” The confused look he had before came back. What was this boy thinking? Did he know what lurked about this time of day. Dangerous pokemon and all, he would run into a lot of things and not even his pokemon could save him. ”Foolish kid, you won’t make it to the gym any time soon on foot and a car isn’t going to randomly appear and give you a ride.” Nyx didn’t understand why he was telling the boy all of this. He should be glad that the boy was leaving but for some sort of reason he wasn’t. He was worried about his safety. ”Don’t be stupid, stay here and you can go wherever tomorrow.” Nyx began taking his camping gear out of his bag and setting it up.
Daniel did I Not want to explain his job opportunity however even so his team was small and honestly in need of training. He needed to get the message out.
His phone program on his pokedex wasn't working. He looked at klink and Aron asking them.."are you up to a break for this night or do you want to keep going?"
The Pokemon both said a different awnser which didn't help him.
The he had an idea. This guy may have a working phone program on his pokedex.
"As much as I need to send out my job application I would not risk my pokemon. I'd have no issues finding the next town. However if I am to stay I'll need to use your match call. I have someone I need to call. It is important. "
Daniel hated to argue but hated also to ask for a favor.
Daniel pulled off his bag again to prep for the night.
"Also if your pokemon want any more chocolate I hate a couple note boxes." Daniel stated "my parents always mail it to me but I got sock of their candy long ago."
While his pokemon. It was too late for him to start a fire, so he decided not to eat. Instead, he set up three bowls and poured pokefood into them for his pokémon. "Hmm? You want to use my pokédex?" To be honest, he didn't like the sound of that. "Pardon my manners but I hardly know you and I don't feel comfortable giving you my pokédex."You aren't nice either, is what he also thought. "What so important that it cannot wait 'til the sunrises- And no!" Nyx stopped his pokémon before they ran toward the boy's bag in search of chocolate. "You guys have to eat your dinner first."
Daniel knew he was at his own fault for the confusion. So he unfolded his letter as he picked up his wallet. Opening it.
It was a letter from the pokemon league in hoenn inviting him to participate in an event to become the gym leader of rustboro. The actually event wasnt for a year. But he needed to get his name early in the list. It was a list that was exclusively picked by pokemon league members. Including the champion of hoenn.
Daniel handed the letter which held the badge which was I'd for the event and commemorative of the event. Only 30 were made and will be made.
Daniel did his cough when he disapproved of how a trainer kept his or her pokemon.
"Are you seriously feeding that junk to your pokemon. No wonder your frofrus fur is so poor. " Daniel stated. He always had to correct peoples ideas for diets for pokemon. Pokemon food itself was a very lousy. His electrike had very fine fur. Not because Daniel tried to but just because he made what was healthiest for his pokemon. Ea h pokemon had a certain dietary configuration and Daniel had always worked in those lines.
Daniel whipped out his gear and began cooking.
"I understand your a new trainer. However I've been caring for and feeding pokemon for almost 8 years. This isn't my first round caring for pokemon my own either. I may not seem like much but my attitude has allowed me to get this far.
Daniel didn't become a official trainer in hoenn however while working in rustboro he had developed his own team of bug/rock types which he excelled with. Of course they were property of the gym. But still he had experience under his hood.
The boy showed him a letter and Nyx didn't quite understand. He read the letter several times before shaking head and finally asking the question that was on his mind. "Why is such an event being held in the Rakuen region? That makes no sense. And this isn't happening for another year." Nyx shook his head, soon turning his attention to the trainer's pokémon. "And I'm not much of an expert on gym leaders... but don't your pokémon have to be tough? Your pokémon hardly look the part. My togepi looks like he can pound your pokémon into a disc!" Nyx didn't mean to sound rude, he just couldn't believe anything he was reading. "None of this makes any sense." Nyx told him. He thinks the poor trainer was being scammed.
The boy's comment caught not only the attention of Nyx but Jolee too. The pokémon thought of it as an insult. "Excuse me? Junk? Poor?" A low growl came from the furfrou. Jolee's fur was far from poor looking, it was actually quite healthy. "She just got it trimmed by a professional groomer in Crystal city who says her fur is magnificent and he's given me a specific diet to feed her to keep it that way. He's also given me the address of different salons in different cities and towns to take her to." Nyx glared at the boy.
"And new?!? If anyone is new it's you! I've been a coordinator for six years now, I've won so many ribbons in the kanto region, they call me their Prince! Not to mention, I come from a water type training dynasty! I've trained numerous of water pokémon! I know more about pokémon than you do. You think because my pokémon took a liking to your chocolate, you know everything all of a sudden?" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I know the type of person you are. You're Mr.know-it-all, you think everyone around you is the problem and you've failed to realize you are the problem! You make such insulting remarks and than when someone says something back, they're the infuriating one!" Nyx clenched his fist.
"Whatever. These pokemon are nearly the latest addition to my pokemon family. More reliable than my own family but that's no matter of importance.I would have trained them here if my other team wasn't legally property of the pokemon gym. "
"As for the fur. You need to change its diet. That's why there is matted fur on its paws. "
Daniel had finished making a large meal. Enough to stretch for the ...guests.
Daniel pulled out a large 600 page hard cover and everything. On its back was a list of ritics reviews. Inside the back cover of the book was a 6 page summery of Daniels work written by a publisher A photo was there with him and his team of rock pokemon in hoenn. A uniquely colored solrock and lunatone complimented a vicious looking kabutops.
Daniel pulled out a paper card from his wallet. Included on it was the name Dr. Hanson. A address and phone number along side.
"Call that number" Daniel said "if you want a high quality groomer hr is as good as they get. Just let him know The Corner Stone recommended you to his practice."
"Maybe I am a know it all. So far it hasn't been a problem for me. And I'm fine with it. Been caring for myself learning this stuff for almost 10 years. I've been recording everything I've learned in that book until I published it 3 years ago."
"Also you may be a coordinator I'm a pokemon health guru. I don't do grooming. But I know when the diet is insufficient."
Daniel offered a metal plate to the guy who he had yet to ask for by name. He would have to deal with it until this ended.
Danirls own pokemon had already eaten so they were busy getting ready for bed. Buses and Electrike curled up. Aron a sleep on Daniels shoulder and klink up in a tree.
"Thanks but no thanks. No offense but you might want to get your eyes checked. I've been following the same dietary guidelines for years, including during the times I've competed in the Kanto region contest and if there was anything wrong with my Jolee's fur, a professional judge would be more than happy to point it out." Nyx placed both hands on his hip, a pokémon on either side of him as they stared at the boy. He still didn't understand what he was talking about. "Besides, Jolee is a very picky pokémon and she's stuck in her ways. Even if I did believe anything you say -which I don't- and I wanted to change her diet, she won't even touch it." The night sky would soon take over and Jolee was the first to enter the tent. If the other trainer watched closely, he would see the pokémon's long strut. She purposely lifted her paws to show him her Paw's were not matted.
He briefly read the back of the book, looking from the book to the boy and back at it again. Nyx did not look at it for to long, quickly giving it back to the boy. He hardly had enough time to digest what he was looking at, the boy quickly shoved a piece of paper in his face with a number. "Umm..." He scratched his head.
He had no words.
"No one likes a know-it-all-- correction, sorry, no one likes a know-it-all who feels the need to insult everyone else's intelligence. I know what my pokémon need, you don't. And I may look young but don't underestimate me. Do not underestimate anyone, its completely and utterly rude. I understand that you've been taking care of yourself or whatever but being on your own for how ever many years doesn't make you an expert when it comes to others." Nyx was inching toward his tent.
"I'm beginning to believe you less. I hardly know you and you've given me several different careers youve taken on. Gym leader, health guru..." Nyx let out a cry of laughter.
Daniel pulled out his photo album. A one of a kind record of his journey. One that had a unique lock. One that could only be opened by matching the moon on his watch to the sun in the sky. Or as in this case vice versa.
Inside was almost 2 million recorded photos a log of his battles and old voice messages. It was digital and stored anything Daniel wanted to record one way or another. Supposedly it had computing power of 6 thousand porygon. The truth was unknown.
" you can believe whatever. I ain't gonna force you to do anything. I always share my advice whether it's wanted or not. I never ask for ao much as a thanks.however my efforts over these long years are all I have to show for. But I could care less. "
One one page was an episode of a cooking challenge with Daniel in it winning second place on his first global competition also included was some of his most prized family photos and photos of his pokemon.
One with aolrock and lunatone battling a wailoed. Which he won miraculously that day.
He pulled out his gym I'd card.
"Class B Gym Leader. I am authorized to substitute in rustburo gym at any time of absence ofy former boss. " Daniel smiled as his Manetric nuzzled his hand and showed its happy eyes.
Klink budew and Aron all were completely happy. Budew was up to its normal troublesome self but all in all Daniels pokemon wrs content at the very least.
"Have you ever meet my brother I'm sure you'd recognise his name as he has judged a few events in Kanto and johto. Kyle Furoe" Daniel said pulling out the last phot with him and his brother. He hadlost to his brother that time in a battle"
Both him and his brother went against thier parents wishes. But at least Daniel didn't change his birth name.
"Okay. I still have to send the message soon. As they are likely expecting me. After all it was supposed to be my job after Siarra moved up the league."
Daniel pulled out a plastic comb and began working o each hair on Electrike one by one. Using precision that only an expert could notice. Combing each hair individually.
What was this guy, a magician? Every time Nyx said something, he seemed to pull whatever out his magic backpack. Nyx felt like he was on some kid's show. Still, he did not believe him. He also didn't care. Why should he? Its not like he personally knew the guy, they just met and he didn't know his name. After both of his pokémon were done eating, he scooped them both up and out them in the tent on the large soft pillows. Seafoam was out before you knew it and as for Bleu, she seemed to be playing around. Nyx stepped out the tent to collect the empty bowls and any trash his pokémon left from that chocolate bar. The boy was still there. Nyx looked at the photo before shaking his head. "Must've started after I left Kanto. I've never seen him."
"Well, I'm off to bed." Nyx walked off before hearing the last part Daniel said.
Daniel not a social person was rather happy when the discussion ended. As he found it was the perfect time to pitch his hammock and to polish Yamnask s mask. He polished each pokemon. One by one. The did some cosmetic care for budew. Who was delighted.
Daniel then ended with Manetric who was the most worn out of his team.
His pokemon all found spots to sleep. While Manetric slept curled next to his back and aron slept in the crook of Daniels arm.
Daniel wasn't happy about the conversation but it was the closest to a conversation he had in almost 12 years besides his old boss.
Daniel held the badge twirling it in his fingers with relaxing thoughts.
He put out a bucket of po per re. It's smoked and filled the tent seeping at the seems with the strong smell.
