{Perhaps if i was stronger, that attack would have worked....}
the depressed Ratatta said to himself as he began to pace backwards and forwards, trying without reason to think of a way to wake the young man he had found.
He looked up at the cloud he had seen earlier, it has since moved slightly across the sky and changed shape slightly, it was almost a perfect circle now, like a pokeball.....
{heeeeey thats it!} The purple pokemon suddenly splurted out. He looked at the trainers midwsection for a belt, but could not see one, instead he ran up the boys arm and onto his chest again where he looked down on the male's other side, to see what he was looking for.
There was a pokeball belt that had come undone and was lying half underneath him, and half on the grass, there were 4 shiney pokeballs on it.
The Happy pokemon closed it's eyes and began to fantasise.....it was itself as a fully evolved all powerful Raticate, battleing in the pokemon leage, for a strong trainer, this boy for example, fighting other trainers pokemon, the crowds coming in their thousands, to watch and cheer him on, oh yes it was a dream that the pokemon longed for. He opened his eyes again and jumped down to the pokeballs, put his nose to the nearest one and taking a deep sniff, but, obviously unsatisfied, he moved onto the next and took a sniff...and then the 3rd, and fianally coming to the final pokeball, smelling it and smiling again, it moved it's whiskers cutely before raising his front legs and bringing them down onto the small button of the ball, instantly it opened in a stream of blinding white light which forced the ratatta to turn away for fear of losing it's sight. the light came as one to form the pokemon that had been released
{Good morning master, and how are we tod........} the Quilava stopped, and looked at his trainer, lying motionless on the floor. {uuum, Michael......what are you doing napping here not that you have to divolge your private matters to me, just curious...}
when the boy didn't answer Quilava turned around and came face to face with the pokemon that had released him, instantly he assumed battle position and took a deep breath as it blazed it's flame up with intense heat.
The Ratatta jumped backwards frightened
{whoa whoa whoa! chill out! literally!}
{What happened? what did you do to My master?!} the fire pokemon snapped angrily {answer me!}
The rat pokemon looked terrified. {you've got the complete wrong idea!...s...sir.....i found him like this, Michael? did you say his name was? well i found him here and have been trying to wake him up, i thought maybe one of his pokemon could help?....}
Quilava tilted it's head and looked at the Ratatta with a look of dislike
{has it crossed your miniscule brain that perhaps he did not WANT waking up?} it said mockingly, although in truth, he was sure that this was not the case, and merely wanted to let the Ratatta know who was calling the shots around here
{buuuut uuum, i'm going to wake him up anyway.....because.......}
the fire pokemon thought deeply for a good excuse {because I want to, ok}
He lowered his flame and turned back to the young male, thinking how best to awake him.....