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| − | "Well, here I am" thought Jerome as he stood outside Professor Whitebeam's immense laboratory. it had taken him 2 hours to walk from home in Fairhampton, but he had enjoyed every step as he marvelled at the countless Pokémon that surrounded him. He had only just closed the front door before seeing a zebstrika munching on his mother's |
+ | "Well, here I am" thought Jerome as he stood outside Professor Whitebeam's immense laboratory. it had taken him 2 hours to walk from home in Fairhampton, but he had enjoyed every step as he marvelled at the countless Pokémon that surrounded him. He had only just closed the front door before seeing a zebstrika munching on his mother's prized rhododendrons. "Mum's right, everybody round here loves those plants" he joked before gently shooing it away. On his journey he saw: a pair of patrat chasing each other around a rock, a trio of skiploom drifting overhead, an arbok dozing on a tree stump, a chatot pecking at a pinap berry tree, a simisear practicing acrobatics, and a haunter laughing as it tossed pebbles at an infuriated medicham; at one point he thought he even heard the distant clashing of a kommo-o. Jerome pressed the buzzer, turned around and waited as he watched a weezing pass by. Just as he was about to wish it good morning the door slid open. Jerome saw a man who was about his mum's age, he had brown eyes, and his short curly hair and goatee were yellow. Under his lab coat he wore a light green sweater with brown stripes, grey trousers and blue sneakers. "Hello there, young man. how may I assist you" the gentleman asked cheerfully. Jerome grinned and said "Now stop me if you've heard this one but I'd like to get my first Pokémon please." The man chuckled and moved aside "In you come then my friend, but please don't touch anything. I've only just cleaned up". |
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Chapter 1: An un-bear-able beginning
"Well, here I am" thought Jerome as he stood outside Professor Whitebeam's immense laboratory. it had taken him 2 hours to walk from home in Fairhampton, but he had enjoyed every step as he marvelled at the countless Pokémon that surrounded him. He had only just closed the front door before seeing a zebstrika munching on his mother's prized rhododendrons. "Mum's right, everybody round here loves those plants" he joked before gently shooing it away. On his journey he saw: a pair of patrat chasing each other around a rock, a trio of skiploom drifting overhead, an arbok dozing on a tree stump, a chatot pecking at a pinap berry tree, a simisear practicing acrobatics, and a haunter laughing as it tossed pebbles at an infuriated medicham; at one point he thought he even heard the distant clashing of a kommo-o. Jerome pressed the buzzer, turned around and waited as he watched a weezing pass by. Just as he was about to wish it good morning the door slid open. Jerome saw a man who was about his mum's age, he had brown eyes, and his short curly hair and goatee were yellow. Under his lab coat he wore a light green sweater with brown stripes, grey trousers and blue sneakers. "Hello there, young man. how may I assist you" the gentleman asked cheerfully. Jerome grinned and said "Now stop me if you've heard this one but I'd like to get my first Pokémon please." The man chuckled and moved aside "In you come then my friend, but please don't touch anything. I've only just cleaned up".