Falling Star

Chapter 5: Making New Friends

Unfortunately, as she soon found out. School in the world of Pokémon was just as boring as in the real world. If it wasn't for the Minccino sitting beside her she would have quickly forgot she was supposed to be in an entirely different world. As the teacher drone on and on about how to measure and calculate the diameters of different geometric shape.

After what felt like an eternity the bell finally rung and the class were left with a fifteen minutes break before the next class. Unfortunately the next one wouldn't be any more interesting. It was Common class, or as it would be called back in her own world, English class.

Thankfully they didn't need to learn a second language here as Common was apparently even more widespread than English had been back home. Unless she went outside of the world controlled by the Globalist Government she would never need to learn another language.

The few regions that weren't under the Globalist banner included such places as Fiore, Almia, Oblivia and Orre. The former three regions had once been under the rule of the Globalist Government. But one day the three regions allied themselves together and revolted to be independent from the globalisation efforts. Apparently offended by the need to abandon their native tongue for the Common tongue they considered inferior. Needless to say, with more than sixty regions under their controls the Globalists made short work of the revolution.

But in an act of mercy the Globalist Government accepted to make the three regions independant from their rule in exchange of making Training Pokémon as a profession illegal within their borders. Pokémon could only be kept as pets or be used in official work by Pokémon Rangers.

The last region, Orre, was basically a lawless hellhole where the worse criminals fleeing the Globalist Government went. It was also filled with old war veterants who just wanted to be free from taxes and strict rules. The Globalists had once tried to put the region under heel. But with how resistant the residents were to their rule and the fact that the region was mostly a lifeless desert with no native Pokémon. They decided to cut their loss and just let the region rot away in isolation.

Robin was all too happy to never land foot on such a region.

Robin had been curious just how many regions there was in this world. So she had asked Anabel and she was shocked and kind of amused to learn that there was one hundred and fifty one regions in the entire world. When asked why she was amused by this number, Robin could only reply 'Kanto' in response. Which did nothing to clear Anabel's confusion.

As interesting it was to learn that the world was much larger than what they had been exposed through the games and anime. Robin would probably stick with the regions she knew for now. Call it nostalgia if you want, but she really wanted to see the places of her childhood for herself.

Robin didn't know what to do for the duration of the break so she had just decided to sit on a bench outside. She had only sat for about two minutes before she heard the sound of the wood creaking under something's weight. She soon realised it was Charlie the Minccino using her paws to lift herself up on the bench.

''Hi Charlie!'' Robin said happily, she couldn't believe the first friend she ever made was going here too and was in her own class to boot. But speaking of that...''So I don't want to sound insensitive. But do other people know about...The fact you used to be human? Because I really didn't expect that a Pokémon could be a student here.''

Minccino shook her head and began speaking in the phone in the shape of Rotom. [The others don't know. I didn't want to make a fuss about it. Especially since I barely even remember how being a human even was like. I was only five years old when I ended up here.]

Robin winced at that, as much as she liked being here in this world, being so young she would barely even remember her old life would have been horrible. As bad as things could be back home not everything about it was worth forgetting.