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A Pokeadventure part 4: Homeward bound under Blue skies

Something rustled in the undergrowth to our right, through the foliage appeared a large goat

It bleated loudly and distracted the cow for a second

The beasts seemed to know each other and did not look like the best of friends

How would we get past them? How could we avoid the ensuing Battle?

Suddenly the goat charged at a tree, butting it and causing it to creak

It did this a second and third time, what was it trying to achieve?

After the fourth time we realised it was trying to fell the tree, to knock it over into the cow

This could be our way out so we cheered it on, crying, "Gogoat."

As the tree finally gave way, Brock shouted, "Timburr."

The wooden plant smashed down on to the path, scaring the cow and making it dart away

We did not wait for either the cow to compose itself or the goat to cross its newly made bridge

Instead clambering over the fallen tree and rushing to safety

After we Caught our breath, we carried on down the path in the hope of finding a landmark that would help us

Less than half an hour later, the path turned left but straight ahead of us was a gate

We could see that through this a road ran off into the distance

This was exactly what we wanted, surely a vehicle would come along at some point

Brock opened the gate and stood back. "After You," he said.

Misty went first, then I followed. We decided to wait and hold up our thumbs like were a hitch Hiker

It was not long before a car came past, we hoped it would stop but it zoomed past us with a loud Varoom

A second and third car passed, but none stopped. We were about to give up when a Green car pulled up

It had a strange logo on the front, one I had never seen, it appeared to be an Indigo Disk

The window wound down and we saw bright pink hair and a leather jacket, the wearer looked like a Punk Girl

"Hey there," she said. "You guys lost?"

"Yep," Brock said. "We have no idea where we are. Could you give us some details?"

"Sure, you are on Route 7 in between Celadon and Saffron City."

"Oh," I replied, "we are nowhere near where we need to be. We wanted to get to Hammerlocke."

"Geez," the girl said, "how did you get all the way out here?"

We explained the story, all the time the Punk Girl nodded and looked increasingly concerned

Misty and myself kept taking over the story like were some sort of Double Team

Once we had finished, she said, "I feel bad for you. I wouldn't normally go out my way, but I'm not doing anything so Wynaut."

We thanked her and all piled in, the car seats were so comfortable as the fabric felt very Cottonee

Misty sat up quickly, pulling something from underneath her

It was a Teal Mask and looked to be carved into the likeness of an Ogre. I asked, "is that Yamask?"

"Yeah," our hostess replied, "I got it at a festival a few weeks ago."