Charizard_Trainer
Slightly Insane Charmander
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- Seen Jan 23, 2005
~*~*Chapter 1: Can I Keep her?*~*~
Jessica strolled down the dirt path, her long, chesnut-brown hair in a ponytail. She had on a plain, button-up pink shirt, faded blue jeans, and a pair of brown sandles. Usually not the type who is the daughter of the most powerful and rich gym leader in all of Kanto and who finsd herself in strangle situations, right? Wrong. As the young, 8-year-old Jessica wandered down the path, she saw an unusually small Charmander on the ground. She hurried over to the injured creature, picking it up gently. The Charmander looked up weakly, then allowed itself to be carried down the path. Suddenly, two new Rocket members that didn't know the Rocket motto and had a talking Meowth with them jumped down and tried to take the Charmander away.
"What do you two think your doing?!" Jessica replied angerly, glaring at them and putting the Charmander down.
"What else do you think, you silly little girl?" the red-haired woman siad, reaching for a Pokeball on her waist.
"Do you want to keep your job on Team Rocket?" Jessica answered cooly.
"How'd you know we were part of Team Rocket?" said the puzzled and not-so-bright blue haired man, tilting his head slightly.
Jessica smiled wickdely. "My daddy is your boss," She calmly replied, picking up the Charmander again. "If you help me take this Charmander inside, then I might be able to talk my dad into promoting you to able to travel around the world."
"You can do that?" The Meowth quizzed.
"Weren't you listening? Now, help me take this Charmander home." She ordered impaniently.
The two other people quickly picked up the Chamander and headed towards a large, gray building with the Meowth and Jessica following. Once there, she told them to talk to her dad and tell him what they just did. When they left, Jessica got out her small pack, getting out all of her medical supplies. She quickly dressed the Charmander's wounds, and cured the Charmander of Poison. Now for the hard part. She lead him to her father's office, and knocked on the large oak door. She heard her father's voice coming from behind the door, telling her to enter. She opened the door, lead the Charmander inside, and shut the door behind her. The two Rockets she sent up here were already gone. Her Dad was sitting behind his desk, his face hidden in the shadows. His Persian was calmly laying down bedise his desk, looking the the pair.
"Yes?" Her dad, Giovanni, asked, eyeing the Charmander beside her.
"I found this Charmander in the forest. She was hurt pretty bad, so I had two Rockets help her inside, so I could help her out. Can I PLEASE keep her?" She half-told, half-begged her father.
"Well...." He started, apparently deep in thought, "Ok. You may keep her."
"Thank you, Daddy!" She said, running up to her father and hugging him. "Can I give her a name?"
"Of course you can. She is your pokemon, after all." Giovanni siad with a slight smile.
Jessica turned to the Charmander. "Do you like the name Ember?"
"Char, Char!" Ember happily replied.
Of course, that was 5 years ago.
Jessica strolled down the dirt path, her long, chesnut-brown hair in a ponytail. She had on a plain, button-up pink shirt, faded blue jeans, and a pair of brown sandles. Usually not the type who is the daughter of the most powerful and rich gym leader in all of Kanto and who finsd herself in strangle situations, right? Wrong. As the young, 8-year-old Jessica wandered down the path, she saw an unusually small Charmander on the ground. She hurried over to the injured creature, picking it up gently. The Charmander looked up weakly, then allowed itself to be carried down the path. Suddenly, two new Rocket members that didn't know the Rocket motto and had a talking Meowth with them jumped down and tried to take the Charmander away.
"What do you two think your doing?!" Jessica replied angerly, glaring at them and putting the Charmander down.
"What else do you think, you silly little girl?" the red-haired woman siad, reaching for a Pokeball on her waist.
"Do you want to keep your job on Team Rocket?" Jessica answered cooly.
"How'd you know we were part of Team Rocket?" said the puzzled and not-so-bright blue haired man, tilting his head slightly.
Jessica smiled wickdely. "My daddy is your boss," She calmly replied, picking up the Charmander again. "If you help me take this Charmander inside, then I might be able to talk my dad into promoting you to able to travel around the world."
"You can do that?" The Meowth quizzed.
"Weren't you listening? Now, help me take this Charmander home." She ordered impaniently.
The two other people quickly picked up the Chamander and headed towards a large, gray building with the Meowth and Jessica following. Once there, she told them to talk to her dad and tell him what they just did. When they left, Jessica got out her small pack, getting out all of her medical supplies. She quickly dressed the Charmander's wounds, and cured the Charmander of Poison. Now for the hard part. She lead him to her father's office, and knocked on the large oak door. She heard her father's voice coming from behind the door, telling her to enter. She opened the door, lead the Charmander inside, and shut the door behind her. The two Rockets she sent up here were already gone. Her Dad was sitting behind his desk, his face hidden in the shadows. His Persian was calmly laying down bedise his desk, looking the the pair.
"Yes?" Her dad, Giovanni, asked, eyeing the Charmander beside her.
"I found this Charmander in the forest. She was hurt pretty bad, so I had two Rockets help her inside, so I could help her out. Can I PLEASE keep her?" She half-told, half-begged her father.
"Well...." He started, apparently deep in thought, "Ok. You may keep her."
"Thank you, Daddy!" She said, running up to her father and hugging him. "Can I give her a name?"
"Of course you can. She is your pokemon, after all." Giovanni siad with a slight smile.
Jessica turned to the Charmander. "Do you like the name Ember?"
"Char, Char!" Ember happily replied.
Of course, that was 5 years ago.