Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, those sushi scoffing bastards in japan do.                                 
For now anyway.

Chronicles of The Me - Part 1


I was going through a small wood, just west of feralador town when I saw it.   
It was pretty hard not to though come to think of it.
I remember it being a sort of eerie glow coming from a dense patch of shrubs, 
like some sort of a radioactive goo. Anyway, I followed the
goo like glow, and it turned out to be a chinchou, belly up in a small pond. 
"Hey Stan, wait up!"
Oh yeah, sorry, forgot to mention, my luggage at the time consisted mainly of a 
toothbrush, a sleeperbag, and a brown haired girl called charlie.
"Get a look at this!" I said.
"Is it... dead?"
"Don't think so, only looks stunned. Come on, let's get it to a pokemon centre."
We started walking down a mud track that supposedly led to the next town. Yeah, 
right. I recall that path having so many twists and turns it 
was like trying to navigate a german carpark. The chinchou seemed to be on the 
up though, It's glowing light getting steadily stronger.
It wasn't a particualy bad path to be going round in circles, squares, and 
octagons on. Quite nice really, few plants here, few ponds there,
all with their fair share of pokemon running, flying or swimming about in it.
"Stan, are you purpousfully trying to get us lost or something?"
"No, but you know I've got about as much map reading skill as a mankey in a 
cheese factory."
"So true."
"Hey"
I nudged her in the side. Bad idea. She rammed me over, chinchou and all, into a 
thorny bush.
"Stan, you alright mate?"
"Owch to the utmost limits of owchness."
"Anything else?"
"I'll save it for the encore."
She helped me up, and to both our surprise, the chinchou started to growl at 
her. I petted it and it calmed down a bit.
"I think that pokemon likes you."
"What makes you say that then."
"Well mister, you saw the way it growled at me after I shoved you over with it."
"Yeah, but we were only playing."
"We knew that, but it might not have done."
"Good point. Anyway, it's getting dark, you wana set up camp soon so we can get 
some food?"
"Food sounds good! Anyway, I reckon it could do that little guy some good too."
We set up near a fewcouple of trees so I could put up the hammocks.
"Stan would you cook tonight?"
"Aw, come on, it's your turn!"
"Oh please, do it for me."
She gave me her puppydog look about then.
"Okay, okay I'll cook, but you owe me yet another one."
"Thanks!"
She put her arms round my back and hugged me.
"What was that for?"
"Now that's one less I owe you."
"Buggerwheat."
"Healthy and Nutricious!"
I enjoyed it really, It's good to be around people like her. Unless, of course, 
they want something doing but don't want to do it themselves.
I made us a chicken jalfrez that night, with a mango-strawberry juice 
concocsion. The chinchou ate a bowl of it as well, and semmed to
perk up a bit at the least. The lights on it's head seemed to be at full 
strength now.
A bit later we were watching crappy channel four movie that time forgot, on a 
three inch battery powered screen with a bag of gas stove
popcorn. Just goes to show really, you can be happy without much at all, apart 
from a good friend...                                 And popcorn.

"Mornin' Stan."
"Ey up."
"Aaaargh, he's mysteriously turned into a mexican during the night!"
"Haha, what you fancy for brekfast?"
"We got any eggs?"
"We could find some."
"Can we have omlette then?"
"yeah, I'll light up the gaslamp, you get some eggs."
"Yeah, smart."
The next thing I knew, I heard a scream coming from the woods. My initial 
thought was what the hell, then I realised what it probibly was.
I ran to the scream.  Charlie was standing on a rock, with a spearow diving at 
her.
"Oi stupid!" I yelled at it.
"Yeah, you, you pathetic little flying snot rag!" I continued, hurling a rock at 
it. It dodged the rock, and came at me with a drill peck.
It was about to hit me, but then this huge flash went off, like a supercharged 
camera, and the spearow promptly plummeted to the ground 
like a big feathery brick.
I looked down to see the chinchou sparking proudly to itself at my feet. It 
jumped into my arms, and gave me a small, playful shock.
"See, I told you that pokemon liked you."
She hugged me again.
"Oh yeah, and thanks for saving my arse as well."
"Anytime mate. Let me guess, you now owe me another one less."
"Naah, that was just to say thanks."
The chinchou bobbed around me, obviously trying to get itself noticed.
"Hey chinchou, how do you feel like tagging along for a bit?"
The pokemon jumped up onto my head and squeaked several times.
"Take that as a yes then!