Red's POV
Bugsy drank noisily, slurping the water like a vacuum cleaner. Yellow stared at him persistently. Showing no sign of embarrassment, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve and belched.
He then focused onto the Shawarma which was also his fifth order. He ate like a caveman, taking massive bites rather than eating it properly. In a few blinks, the plate was neat and clean.
"You know", said Bugsy, gulping what he savoured for a few seconds. "Shawarma is my Kryptonite."
Lyra placed her fork down in disgust, pausing to take a deep breath and then drinking a glass of water. "Okay, I don't feel like eating anymore."
"Make space...I'mma wash my hands." Bugsy stood up and I pulled my legs back. I didn't have to make space for him, he was so thin he could fit in a travel bagpack.
"Wash your face too." Lyra joshed, quickly looking out of the window. Bugsy stared and walked towards the washroom.
Suddenly, a man sitting at the table near the entrance got up and walked to another man who just walked in. I looked at him in suspicion. He intendedly bumped into the other man.
"He watch it." Complained the guy who walked in seconds ago.
The man secretly switched the other man's wallet with a piece of folded paper. "Sorry, my bad." He walked out.
"Guys, I need some fresh air." I said, staring calmly at the front door as I stood up and power walked to the door.
The thief walked on the road quietly without making it obvious that he was a thief. If you go by his face, he was as innocent as a Magikarp. I continue to follow him without his knowledge.
Lyra's POV
"Yellow, I'm gonna go after Red." I said, standing up and picking up my bag. "You know he tends to get into trouble."
"Fine." Yellow agreed, with a big smile on her face, mostly because she was now alone with Bugsy.
"C'mon Marill." Marill hopped into my shoulder and I rushed outside the restaurant.
Red walked stealthily, tailing the man who was in the restaurant a few minutes ago. Red knows something about him that I don't - I thought. Don't do anything stupid, Lyra.
The man turned to his left and continued into the forest-ish area. Red hid behind a tree and eavesdropped. I kept my distance from Red, while I looked at what that man was upto.
He was joined by another guy who was a little bit older than him. He held a bag in his hand and began unzipping it.
"I got these from the Ecruteak Costume Shop. Now, put these on." He said, as he threw a Team Rocket uniform at his face.
"Jim, you sure ? Police are looking for these dudes and if they see us wearing their uniform, police will think we are Team Rocket and we'll be jailed."
"Max, relax. You take too much stress, just breathe. Lighten yourself, we are just robbing people using these. Not that we are destroying a whole city."
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Pokémon Red (Book 2)
FanfictionThis is the second installment in the 'Pokémon Red' series. Red, a 10-year-old Pokémon Trainer, after rejecting the oppurtunity to become the Viridian City Gym Leader must continue his quest of becoming a Pokémon Master to the Johto Region. Here he...