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Chapter 8 by Cgannman Cgannman

Now can you leave yet?

Finally

As you step on to route route you practically are trelmbling with excitement. You are finally on your adventure and leaving pallet town. You begin walking through the tall grass waiting for wild pokemon to begin throwing themselves at you.

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Annndddd nothing happens. You look around in the knee high grass with utter dissapointment. These were the grasses I had been told to never ever upon pain and misery and chance of **** go into without a Pokémon? What gives??

"Hellloo! Any wild pokemon wanna challenge me? I'm stepping through your tall grass now. Better come stop me."

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"Char?" Even charmander was looking confused now. Though from the situation or my behavior I couldn't tell. As we began walking along route 1 headed to viridian city, I couldn't help but feel dissapointed. This was such an anticlimactic start to my journey.

"Pidgey! Pidgey! Pidgey!" A sharp cry came from above me as I jerked my head up to see what the sound was coming from.

"Finally! You ready charmander? Let's knock this little puffball out." With a resounding "char" from him, charmander stepped up and brandished his claws preparing for the fight.

"Use scratch as soon as pidgey lands!" I shouted, unfortunately as long as pidgey was in the air charmander wouldn't be able to attack him. We would just have to-.

"Charrrrr! Mander!!!" With a leap charmander was in the air with his front right claws extended. Making contact and knocking pidgey right out of the air to collide into the ground with a loud thud.

I was left speechless. My charmander was freaking awesome! As the pidgey twitched, clearlt **** I decided to move on. A few more pidgey decided to try their luck and each had the same success as the first. As we exited route 1 I could see that charmander had taking a few hits and could probably use some rest. This was most likely the most physical exertion he has had for a long time.

"Wanna take a break and get healed up at the pokemon center? It is almost night after. And as tempting as it is to break out my camping gear, a room sounds nice! What do you say?" We had almost reached the pokemon center when I stopped and asked charmander what he wanted to do.

"Char! Char!" With a wag of his tail he jumped up amd touched his head to his pokeball to get sucked inside in a vanishing red light.

"Guess that answers that!" As you walk inside you marvel at the giant contraption in the front of the room. 6 hollow indents lay on a panel just on top of what could be described as a giant white box, thing, or whatever. A young pink haired woman greeted me.

"Hi and welcome to our pokenon center! Would you like me to heal your pokemon back to perfect health?" She asked with a dip of her head.

" If you could that would be fantastic! How much will it cost me?" I asked reaching for my purse.

"Oh no, no, no. It's free. While we do accept donations, our service is free of charge to our trainers. If I may take your pokeballs I can begin to recover them from minor scrapes or burns in just a few minutes. Anything serious though might take anywhere from a half an hour to a couple hours."

As I handed her charmander's pokeball she set it into one of the hollow indentstions on the machine. She pressed a few buttons and began humming a soft tune while she worked. A few moments later the machine began whirring and humming as well, before making what you swear sounded like a little ding. It reminded you of the microwave back home and you had to stop yourself from laughing out loud.

"Thank you for waiting. I've restored your pokemon to full health. Will we be wanting to spend the night in one of our trainer guest rooms? We have a few still vacant." She handed me back charmander's pokeball and I clipped it onto my belt.

"Sure. That would be lovely."

Very well, she turns around amd bends over as she grabs something from behind the desk. Your eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the sight of her shapely ass. It wasn't bursting out of her nurse's uniform or anything but was still quite pronounced. As she stood back up you quickly averted your eyes. Hoping she didn't see you grab the key from her hand and begin making your way to your room.

You never had considered yourself a lesian though now you had to admit you were slightly curious how firm the nurse's ass was. Shaking your hear to clear your mind you enter your room and lock the door behind you. Letting your backpack fall to the floor you begin inlacing your new boots and set them next to your backpack.

You stop in front of the mirror and check yourself out. You aren't vain or anything but couldn't help yourself.

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You loved your chest length maple brown hair. The way it was always so straight and you didn't have to fight it to keep the curls out. You kept good care of yourself. As you turned away from the mirror you lay on the bed and let yourself slowly drift to sleep.

[Note from the author: let me know what you guys think so far and give me a shoutout for what you want to see happen. I'm playing fire red on my phone as I play this so it should be semi lore accurate. Thanks for reading so far and for your support!]

What happens in the night?

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