A Brand New Adventure

Tiny Woods

In the shadows under the trees, two Pokémon lay sleeping. The Houndoom's deep breaths rocked the Persian up and down that laid with her head on his torso. The two looked entirely peaceful, but they would not be for long.
As if bitten, the Houndoom's eyes shot open and he leapt up to his paws. This caused the Persian to fall and wake up as well, hissing in annoyance. Oddly enough, the Houndoom could not keep his balance on his four paws and fell to the ground with a grunt.
"What did you do that for?" The Persian asked with her ears flicked back, still sore about being woken in such a way.
"Where are we?" The Houndoom inquired in a male voice. Persian looked around her, only just realising they were not where they had fallen asleep.
"Better question: what happened to us?" It seemed she had just realised she was a Persian. Next to her, the Houndoom came to the same conclusion.
"Izz, you're a Persian! What am I?"
"A Houndour? No, a Houndoom. Definitely a Houndoom. What happened? Why do we look like this?"
After taking a few wobbly steps, the Houndoom pressed his snout against hers.
"Don't worry, Izz. We'll be okay. Come on, let's get up and explore this place. We're Pokémon now. Nothing can harm us! I'll defend you. I should know Flamethrower!" With that, he tried to shoot a mighty Flamethrower like he had seen Fire-types do when he was still a human. However, he didn't get more than a few sparks. Behind him, Isabelle worked herself up her dainty paws, laughing.
"You should start with Tackle, Dom," she said in a teasing manner as she walked past him, stroking the side of his body with her tail. "Come on. Let's go!"

Together, they walked through the forest. The grass felt delightful under their paws. Like two Pokémon in love, they pounced each other, trying to topple the other over. This effect was increased by the instability in their legs as they grew used to them. Playing and laughing, they increased their skills in running and leaping, trying to dodge the other's attacks. For a while, they were able to forget their worries, such as how all this happened, and just enjoy themselves while it lasted.
"Excuse me?" A thin, high-pitched voice asked, distracting Dominic which allowed Isabelle to take him down to the ground. As she sat on top of him purring, she looked at the one who spoke. It was a Butterfree, fluttering above them.
"Yes? Ah!" The Persian cried out when the Houndoom pushed her off, causing her to fall on her back gracelessly. Dominic, the ruffian, just snickered.
"You two look really strong, being fully evolved. I need your help. Caterpie is missing! He went into the woods and never came back!"
"Oh no!" Isabelle said, sitting down in front of the fluttering Butterfree. Dominic soon joined her, rewarded with a feline nuzzle underneath his slightly higher head. "What do you think happened to him?"
"He probably got scared because of all the Pokémon there. Oh, please, can you look for him and escort him back? He's only just a baby."
Before Dominic could open his mouth about letting a baby out of sight, Isabelle accepted the request: "Don't worry, ma'am. We'll go look for Caterpie. We can't promise anything, though. We're not familiar with all the corners of the Forest."

Grudgingly, Houndoom followed the Persian as they headed deeper into the woods, looking for some Caterpie.
"Why are we doing this?" He asked, sullen as a Fire-type.
"Because it feels good to do good!" Persian proclaimed, glaring a little at her mate.

For a while, they wandered the forest, asking any helpful Pidgey whether they had seen a Caterpie. Whichever Pidgey was not being helpful were chased away by Dom. A Wurmple sought to pick a fight with the Persian, but she just pushed it away with a flick of her paw. She didn't even use her claws for it, not wishing to actually harm them. Behind her, Houndoom had way too much fun chasing a particularly gutsy Pidgey around, leaping and biting at it. Because they'd only been Pokémon for a few hours, he couldn't leap as high as he should. Their muscles weren't as strong as they should be, so lots of exercise was imminent.

Eventually, they found Caterpie. Exeggcute were bullying him, surrounding him with all six eggs. They kept asking him questions till the point they made Caterpie cry.

"Oi, you." Dominic growled, changing from the complaining, teasing dog to the protective Houndoom. He looked hot, and it wasn't just because he was a Fire-type. "Stay away from Caterpie."

"Oh? Oh? Oh?" They asked, each egghead repeating the word. "What's it to you?"

"We've come to pick Caterpie up. So get out!" He roared at them. Two of the eggs flinched, but the others weren't impressed.

"If you want him, you gotta battle us for 'im!"

Behind Houndoom, Persian unsheathed her claws, getting ready to fight. "You fight, I protect Caterpie," she told him under her breath. He merely nodded once, tensely. Then the fight started.

Immediately, Isabelle took a mighty leap and leapt over the Exeggcute, standing over Caterpie. The little, green worm understood what they were doing and he crawled up her left, front paw to hide in her scruff. Meanwhile, Dominic was swiping at the eggs, biting them and flinging them all over the place.

"If they use a Psychic attack, don't look!" Persian warned, although Houndoom already knew this. The eggs, however, weren't a strong opponent. They appeared to be more bark than bite. They stopped moving after they were away in separate directions. Leaving them laying there, Houndoom and Persian broke out in a run. Isabelle ran in a careful manner, trying not to rock too much with her precious burden on her back. Dominic stayed close to her, keeping a watchful eye for any Pokémon that might come near to threaten them. Luckily, no one was foolish enough to try it.

Within no time, they left the dense area of the forest, heading back to the meadow where they played earlier. The memory made Persian smile. Butterfree was still there, and Caterpie on her back started squealing at the sight of his mother.

"Oh, you heroes! You found him! My baby! Oh, please, take these. I insist!" She offered the two Pokémon, who secretly were quite out of breath from running in a majestic manner, a Pecha and an Oran berry. "To help you further. Yet again, thank you so much. I'll tell everyone in town about you." Just as she was about to flutter away, Caterpie nudged her. "Oh, that's right. If you need a place to stay, there's a hut in the outskirts of town that isn't in use. I'm sure you can stay there."

Thanking the Butterfree, the two watched her flutter away. Then Persian gave Houndoom a sly look and ran ahead to where she was told the hut was. It looked rather shabby, but that could just be the influence of the setting sun. Inside, a soft straw bed had been made up in the middle of the room, big enough for two. To test it, Persian leapt onto it and rolled, purring in delight.

Houndoom entered in a casual manner as if he owned the place, watching his mate roll on her back on the bed.

"Now, where were we before we were interrupted for heroics?" He said in a low growl as he laid down next to her.

"I believe we were somewhere around here," Persian said, nuzzling her muzzle against his. It soon became too dark to see, but the two didn't need their eyes to see what they're doing. They found out how to sleep together in their new bodies on a straw bed.