(Pokemon) Detective Johnson

Chapter 3- A Friendship is Formed

HOPE'S P.O.V.

James opens a door that I'm assuming is to the house he lives in.

The first thing I smell is delicious food.

My mouth starts to salivate, and my stomach growls.

James sets me down.

"Welcome to your new home Hope.", James says.

He puts the Pokeball that I was in inside a closet.

"You don't have to worry about being stuck in that Pokeball anymore Hope.", James says, giving me a kind smile.

He walks over to a room that apparently is called a kitchen.

I walk alongside him.

A middle aged man looks at me, then at James.

"Well, you did say you wanted to get an Eevee.", the man says.

He puts a bowl of Pokemon food on the ground next to me.

I've already had this kind of food before.

Honestly, I'm so sick of eating this crap.

James sits down in a chair, and he starts eating his plate of food.

I sigh, and start to eat my food.

It's exactly what I expected it to taste like, plain.

I look over to James, and see him looking at the man, then at me.

He slowly grabs a piece of meat, and lowers it to where I can grab it.

I take a quick look at the man, and quietly hurry over to James.

I grab the food from his hand with my mouth.

I start to munch on it, and the flavors burst in my mouth.

'This is SO good!', I think.

I wag my fluffy tail in happiness.

I swallow the piece of meat.

James lowers another one of the pieces of meat down to me.

I take the meat from his hand again, and this time I decide to savour the delicious flavors.

I swallow the meat again, as James starts to lower another piece of meat down to me again.

"James! Don't feed your Pokemon human food! It has it's food right here.", the man says, motioning his head to the bowl of Pokemon food.

"Dad, Hope's not an it. Hope is a she. I know you guys don't like Pokemon, but at least respect her gender.", James says.

I look up at James with a smile.

'He's sticking up for me!', I think.

"James Johnson, do NOT talk to us like that!", the man says.

James sighs.

"Yes sir...", he says.

I sigh as well.

'I guess it's back to my plain old Pokemon food.', I think.

I start to walk back to the food bowl.

Suddenly, something falls against my rear.

I turn around, and see another piece of meat laying on the ground.

I look up at James.

He looks at me with a smile, then goes back to eating.

I eat the piece of meat, grateful that I have such a caring owner.