“S-Stop it!” A pitchy voice cried, your line of sight whipping towards the cause of all this newfound ruckus. A curly green haired boy was curled up onto the ground, his body enveloping something not quite visible from where your little figure was standing.

So you got a little bit closer.

It was a Pokémon..

Though, you still couldn't quite figure out what Pokémon it was exactly.

Crystal tears lined the wide-eyed boys emerald green orbs as he glanced upwards, only to be tackled by a fiesty Growlithe. Commanded by a sandy blonde haired boy who was far too young to wield an actual Pokémon.

Racing to the rescue, you stood proudly and took a defensive stance before the cowering boy. And his quivering nose stopped twitching for a moment, “M-.. Move out of the sniff way!” He shouted with worry, a tiny little hand tugging at the hem of your clothes. Whatever he could reach.

“Kaachan, s-stop it!”