Ok so this is my first ever story. Eeeep I have beautiflys in my stomach! Ok so here it is: How Alistair Von Dovewood completely trashed his mothers garden & attempted to catch a pokemon. (PS: I cut like to paragraphs of the end because I remembered it needs to be open ended, I wrote it like I definantly got one :D hey a guy can dream right)
A Merry Chase
Brightly coloured flowers, tufts of grass and thick, muddy earth flew in every direction as Alistair launched himself into yet another of his perfectionist mother’s picturesque garden beds in pursuit of the fast moving ball of pink fluff that he intended to be the first caught Pokémon. “Come on Penelope” shrieked the grimy boy over his shoulder at his starter Pokémon before he lunged over a mound of artfully arranged lily’s towards the illusive Pokémon.
It was amazing that Alistair had even managed to get this close to this capture. He had only received his starter Pokémon, a curious little Togepi whom he had named Penelope the day before. His mother and father, both of whom are quite influential socialites in the community had taken Alistair to the Driftveil City Gym on his eleventh birthday to start his adventure in the Pokémon world with his first capture. The Gym Leader of Driftveil is a family friend of the Von Dovewoods and as such he was naturally the one to help Alistair catch his starter Pokémon. As it turned out Alistair spent many hours looking for the ‘perfect’ Pokémon and finally after quite a merry chase involving a Bastiodon, an Excadrill and a whole bag of Pokéballs a very scared, little Togepi became the first Pokémon to join Alistair’s party.
Alistair had spent the rest of his birthday pampering his brand new friend to the point of ridiculousness and it was late that night when the two of them fell asleep on Alistair’s bed covered in cookie crumbs, chocolate smudges and in Penelope’s case a comically large pink bow.
Upon waking Alistair, after a night of dreams involving a party stuffed with his beloved normal type Pokémon decided it was time to venture into the estate that surrounded his family home and catch a second member for his team. Penelope, still stuffed full of comfort food had begrudgingly agreed to accompany him to his mother’s incomparable garden on their grand Pokémon hunt.
And now, after a high speed chase through daisies, lilies, daffodils and unfortunately the occasional rose bush, Alistair was still sprinting down a pathway in between two bluebell beds in pursuit of the bounding ball of pink fluff. “Penelope” Alistair screamed, “use ancient power NOW!” Penelope leapt in front of Alistair and began to glow with a brilliant white light. “Toe-gee…” Penelope formed a fast spinning ball of white energy in front of her “PEE! The ball of energy flew through the air and slammed into the fleeing Pokémon’s back sending it spinning into the flower bed to its left. “Yay Penelope” Alistair yelled pumping his fist in the air and jumping then completely ruining the moment by tripping over his feet and falling on his butt. He pulled himself to his feet and scrambled over to the cradle of crushed bluebells were the Pokémon had landed.
“I’m sorry” Alistair whispered to the unconscious Pokémon, “Here let’s get you back to the mansion. But first let’s find out what you are” Alistair drew his brand new Pokédex from his bag and scanned his catch. “Igglybuff the balloon Pokémon” a sharp robotic voice announced. “Igglybuff has a soft and plushy body that feels very much like a marshmallow. From this body wafts a gently sweet fragrance that soothes and calms the emotions of its foes.” Alistair smiled happily drawing a Pokéball from his bag. “Igglybuff” he said out loud. “Hmm I think I’ll call you… Priscilla.” Alistair pressed the Pokéball to Priscilla’s stomach and with a soft click she was engulfed in an aura of rainbow lights then with a flash, absorbed into the Pokéball.