My first fanfiction.
The sunlight shone through the partially opened curtains, flooding the room. Laying in his bed, Joshua opened his eyes with excitement, for tomorrow was the day he began his Pokémon journey.
Jumping out of the bed, he ran out of his room, slamming the door on the way out. He ran so fast, he almost knocked over his mother, who was in the kitchen cooking breakfast.
“Where are you going in such a hurry?” she asked him quizzically.
“Nowhere important,” Joshua responded as he hurried out the door. Dashing down the cobblestone path from the front door to the main road of his town. Pausing to catch his breath, he turned and started walking down the road. His mind was focused on two things, tomorrow and what Pokémon he was going to choose for his starter.
It was due to his mind being focused on this and the fact that he wasn’t even paying much attention to what he was doing in the first place, that his foot got caught on a root that was sticking out through a crack in the sidewalk.
“Argh!” he groaned in pain as he tripped and fell onto the concrete sidewalk. Checking himself for any injuries, he noticed he had a fairly large scrape on his left knee. Clenching his teeth, Joshua just glimpsed the movement in the bushes. “W-who’s there?” he yelled out.
The bushes continued to move slightly.
“Come now, I won’t hurt you,” he called out reassuringly.” As soon as he said this a Cleffa stepped out from the bushes.
“Cleffa?” it said shyly.
“Aww, it’s a Cleffa,” Joshua muttered to himself, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He smiled reassuringly.
“Fa?” it said confused, slightly stepping back toward the bushes.
“I know what to do,” he said quietly. Reaching into his pocket, he took out a bag of gummy Caterpie, pulling open the bag, Joshua reached in and pulled out a green one, and tossed it gently toward the Cleffa.
“Huh?” the Cleffa said as it walked toward the gummy Caterpie. Look at it, the Cleffa picked it up in it’s little hands and took a large bite out of it. “CLEFFA!” it cried out happily before eating the rest of the gummy. Seeing this, Joshua decided to give the rest of the bag of gummy Caterpie to the Cleffa. The Cleffa walked up to him, grabbed the bag from his hands, and happily skipped back into the bushes.
“Oooh, I should get a bandage,” Joshua calmly said, remembering his scraped knee. Getting off the ground, he ran back home and, once more, almost knocked over his mother.
“What’re you doing back so quickly?” his mother asked him.
“Scraped knee, need bandage,” he replied as he was reaching for the box of bandages on the oak kitchen table. Pulling apart the cover on the bandage, he quickly slapped the bandage onto his injured knee.
“I told you that you should be careful,” his mother told him, somewhat mockingly.
“Well, it’s not really my fault that I wasn’t,” he paused momentarily. “Okay, maybe it was my fault.”
“I see,” his mother said. “Anyways, I just finished making you a sandwich for when you got back. Since your back, you want it?”
“Yeah, sure,” he responded, grabbing the sandwich from the table. Taking a large bite out of it, he began to chew it loudly. “What’s in this?”
“Ham and mayo,” his mother answered.
“Mayo?” he said surprised. Putting the sandwich down onto the table, he stared intently at his mother. “I don’t like mayo.”
“Well, that’s all we had,” his mother told him sternly. “You don’t like it, you don’t get a sandwich.”
“Fine,” he grumbled, picking the sandwich back up off the table. He took another large bite and began to speak again, crumbs flying out of his mouth as he did. “You know, I saw a Cleffa when I was out.”
“A Cleffa? Isn’t that the baby of form of, oh, what’s that Pokémon’s name,” his mother wondered out loud.
“Clefairy,” Joshua responded, still munching on the sandwich.
“That’s right!” his mother exclaimed. “Also, don’t talk when you eat, you get crumbs everywhere.”
“My bad,” he apologized, swallowing the piece of sandwich. He walked over to the fridge and pulled the door open. “Got anything good to drink?”
“I got some Grape PokéSoda from the market, you can have that,” his mother replied.
“In the cans or a bottle?” he asked, looking around the fridge.
“I think it’s the cans, they were having a sale, I think,” his mother answered his question with uncertainty.
“Ah! Here it is!” Joshua exclaimed as he pulled a purple can out from the fridge, slamming the fridge door shut with his foot, he pulled open the tab on the can, and took a large swig from it. “You know, I’ve never actually read one of these cans.”
“Who does?” was the reply from his mother, who had walked into the living room.
“I AM!” he yelled back at her. Turning the can so the front was facing him, he read it. The can read POKéSODA GENGAR GRAPE FLAVOR. “Oh, so the flavor is Gengar Grape. That’s, well, that’s kinda clever. I guess.”
“Joshua, you wanna go out to eat tonight?” his mother asked from the other room.
“I guess, but I’m gonna go back outside for a little while,” he responded. “Be back in like an hour or so.”
“Be safe!” his mother called out
“Yeah, yeah,” he replied as he stepped out the door. As he walked down the path to the road, he felt one raindrop, then another, then another, by the time he got to the road, it had started pouring rain. Quickly turning around, he ran back up the path and opened the door, rushed inside, and closed the door before letting in any rain,
“What happened to you?” his mother asked him worriedly.
“I got wet,” he responded dryly.
“Here,” his mother said, handing him a towel.
“Thanks, mom” he replied, drying off his face with the towel. “Well, looks like I’ll be staying inside.”
“And if the rain doesn’t let up, we might not go out,” his mother stated, looking out the window.
“We could go tomorrow and it’s only two,” he remarked.
“Yes, but the news says the rain might last ‘till around midnight,” his mother said with a sigh. Walking over to her chair, she fell in it with a thud.
“Guess I’ll go try and decide what Pokémon I want to start with tomorrow,” Joshua said to himself as he climbed up the stairs to his room. Opening the door, he stepped into his room, took a deep breath, closed the door, jumped into bed, and turned on the TV. All while still pondering what Pokémon he wanted to start with.
Comments, should I give up?