"W-what do you mean you are looking for me?"
"I-i need help"
"Okay i'll take you to my house"
As i rush to my house with my so called "childhood friend," my mom sees me and opens the door. I lay my friend on the couch and quickly start giving him some water and a blanket and pillow. My mom immeadietly gets the first aid kit that she has and starts working on him. I walk around my house thinking of what he meant. Fria walks up to me and gives me the face of worry.
"Its okay Fria i'm alright"
"Toto?"
"Yes i'm fine Fria"
"Totodile"
"Jake" says my mom
"Yes?"
"I remember this boy"
"Really?""Yes
I'm surprised on how my mom remembers this boy, i mean the kid knows me since we were only toddlers. I go up to my friend and ask him what his name is.
"M-my name is Lance"
"Lance"
I immeadietly start asking my mom questions. I get answers to each one but then he sits up on the couch and starts touching himself to see if anything was misplaced or gone. I go to the couch and sit next to him and just stare. He looks up at me and asks me whats wrong.
"Nothing, just tryng to remember you"
"How will you remember me if we've only known each other since we were babies"
"Well then smart ass, how did you remember me"
He looks down and trys to make up an excuse, but nothing comes to his mind. I sit there almost laughing at this thought that i got from jut looking at him. And then it comes to me. It seems i remember my friend because of the way he made me thought of him.
"What do you remember about me Lance?"
"Everything, your stubborness and your smartness"
"Stubborn..... thats not one of my personalities"
"Well then i guess you've changed"
"Yea.... maybe"
"And i am a girl not a boy like you thought i was"I blush at this, suddenly hiding my feelings but, how is he or she a girl.
"What..."
"Yea i am a girl"
" Oh i hate plot twists"
"Plot twists"
"Yea plot twists its when you think something is this but then it really isn't"
"Oh thanks for the info"
"Totodile?"
"Whats wrong Fria?"
"Totodile Totodile!!!"
I look where Fria is pointing and as i look i see police officers in front of the Professors's lab. I quickly get up and grab my bag and head out the door. I run as fast as i can. I see the Professor and ask what is going on and he responds with nothing, he just stands there. I quickly ask a police officer and they say that there was a break in. I call my mom on my phone and tell her what is going on.
"Oh honey be careful over there"
"I will mom"
"Hey its me Lance"
"Oh hey um are you feeling okay?"
"Yea i'm feeling alright"
"Do you want to come to me or i come and get you so we can start on our adventure?"
"I'll come to you"
I turn off my phone and watch as Lance walks up to me. I wonder who she chose as her starter. Maybe she chose Chikorita like a normal rival would choose. But maybe she chose Cyndaquil. We walk out the Professor's Lab and start walking towards the first route. We carefully walk through the grass and make our way through. When we reached Mr. Pokemon's house we entered with permission and there was Professor Oak like in the normal Silver/Gold games.
"Ah what do we have here, two of Professor Elm's accomplinces i see"
"Hi i am Jake and this is Lance"
"Hi"
"Hello i am Mr. Pokemon"
"I am here because Professor Elm sent me, well us"
"I thought it was just going to be you but its okay that you brought your friend with you"
"Is that Professor Oak?"
"You are correct Lance" i respond to her question.
"Oh wow, what an honor"
"Please the honor is all mine"
"Well here is the egg that Professor Elm gave me"
"Wow fascinating"
"Here, you can keep it"
"Seriously?"
"Why yes take it"
"Awesome, i can't wait for it to hatch"
"And when it does give me a call"
"Got it, well anyway we have to go, goodbye Professor Oak and Mr. Pokemon"
"Goodbye Jake"
"Goodbye Lance"
As we leave the house me and Lance head to the next town. Lets just hope there isn't any trouble over at this town.
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Pokemón: TIMW
FanfictionPokemón: Trouble In My World is about a boy trainer named Jake who goes on an adventure but little does he Know what is really going On in his world.