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As soon as their moment ended, they realized they were falling.
" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" They both yelled.
" ASH!" Misty yelled.
Ash looked up. He got an idea.
" MISTY, CATCH!"
With all the effort he could muster, he threw Pikachu and his three Pokeballs holding Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle to Misty's outstreached hands.
" What about you?!" Brock yelled.
" I'LL BE FINE!" Ash yelled up.
But when he looked down, he realized he was not gonna be fine.
But he wasn't gonna let his friends know that.
So he rolled himself into a ball as he hit the ground.
Softly.
Ash furrowed his brow, and looked up.
There stood Bubasaur, looking quite proud of himself.
The grass-type Pokémon had managed to cushion Ash's fall with a thick patch of leaves.
"Bulbasaur!" Ash exclaimed, his heart swelling with gratitude. "You saved me!"
Bulbasaur puffed out his chest, clearly pleased with his heroics. He hauled Ash up, and set him on solid ground.
Misty and Brock rushed over, their faces a mix of relief and concern.
"You scared us!" Misty exclaimed, her voice tinged with worry.
"I'm okay! Thanks to Bulbasaur!" Ash replied, still catching his breath.
"Just don't do that again!" Brock said, shaking his head. "We're not ready for an adventure where we have to catch you every time you fall!"
"Yeah, Ash! You need to be more careful!" Misty chimed in, a hint of exasperation in her tone.
"I know, I know!" Ash chuckled, brushing off the dust. "But it's all part of the adventure, right?"
As Pikachu jumped down from Misty's arms, he scowled at Ash. "Pika! (You could've gotten hurt!)"
"Hey, I'm fine! And you guys are too," Ash reassured them, smiling. "Now let's get back on track. We've got a Gym to find!"
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