"Come on, honey! You're gonna be late!" Amy's mom called from downstairs.
"Coming!" She grumbled as she stumbled out of bed. She quickly got dressed, ran downstairs, grabbed a pack of Popplio Tarts saying, "I'll eat on the way!" But when she exits the door of her Viridian City home, she could hear panicked screaming in the distance. She instinctively ran towards the noise, not even considering that there wasn't much she could do without a pokemon of her own.
It turned out that it was a young boy, about 8, who was being attacked by a pack of Poochyena. Amy fumbled for her Pokedex and checked Poocheyena entry, hoping for anything that could help, and it said:
'It chases its prey until the victim becomes exhausted. However, it turns tail if the prey strikes back.'
Now knowing that they flee at first sign of resistance, Amy picked up a rock and threw it into the crowd of Poochyena. This scared them off causing the boy to run towards her, tears down his face, thanking her profusely.
"Don't sweat it. It was the right thing to do. Now, come on! I'm gonna be late!"
"Y-you want me to come with you?"
"Well yeah! Wouldn't want you getting hurt!" And so they set off for Pallet Town.
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Pokemon Fred
FanfictionPokemon fanfic. New chapter every day until I get writer's block.