(Oops, missed that detail. LOL, I thought I got past mistakes as simple as that...)
Looking up and down frantically at the map he was given by his mom, he traversed his way to the Lab. The map, hand-drawn, was rather bad, barely even to scale he noted. "So, you're a fugitive," he started, "Why'd ya run?" he looked down at his companion. Although it wasn't human, he could tell that there was a spirit of adventure in it's stride. "Just wanted to explore a bit, I'll bet." he chuckled, rounding a corner. "Now, according to this badly-drawn, poor excuse for a map, we should be right in front of it." he stopped to look at a white building directly infront of him, with a small sign that read: "LABORATORY". "Ironic, such a small sign for such a big researching industry." he noted, as he passed through the doors, where a few people were allready standing inside. "Excuse me, I'm looking for the porfessor?" he asked.
"That would be me. I see you found that runaway Totodile." she observed. A woman said from the back of the group of people.
"There, now go to her." I told the Totodile. It looked at me, then the Professor.
"It can be a little stubborn sometimes." she walked over, and it flinched backward. I felt a grip around my leg, then she started pulling it. That's when I fell to the floor. "Ow!" I cried.
"Oh my, are you okay?" she asked, releasing her grip.
"Yeah." I replied, standing up.
"I think it's rather attached to you." she informed.
"Yeah, in more than one way too." I joked.
"Well, why don't you take care of it for a while?" she suggested.
"Sure, where's the harm?"