“Flame charge now Growlithe!”
A nearby voice shouted as a Growlithe, cloaked in flames, charged straight towards the Venonat at great speeds after the whirlpool. That command had come from one of the few police officers who had just arrived on the scene. A Manectric, which stood a few good feet away, had lightning crackling through it’s fur. It seemed prepared to strike as soon as an opportunity arose.
“You kids need to get out of here!” One of the officers shouted as another commanded a Croconaw to attack the trainer of the Venomoth with a water pulse. The final officer had her Tangela on standby for Levi, ready to pull him to safety with it’s vines. Safety for the civilians was always a priority. Now hopefully they would be able to handle this situation before Officer Jenny arrived from wherever she was.
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“Listen Ma’am, I’m clean. I promise. There’s no need for you to take me into the station.”
For the past few minutes, Tyler had been trying to plead his case to Officer Jenny. She had been waiting for him outside the city hall, leaning against her motorcycle with a sidecar. At least, he had a Pokédex along with a map now. Froakie let out a croak as it stood on the ground, seemingly bored. However, that changed when a particular pokemon came near.
“Alright, I’m going to ask you once more to please put your Pokémon in their balls and come along peacefully.”
She spoke in a stern voice, basically commanding him to follow her orders. Tyler shook his head as he pulled out Froakie’s pokeball and looked down. That’s when he saw a Ralts just standing beside his partner pokémon. Tyler blinked his eyes a few times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Either way, that wasn’t his Pokémon so Tyler wasn’t too concerned about it yet.
“See you later buddy.”
Tyler received a soft cry of farewell before the red glow from the pokeball consumed Froakie. After shrinking the pokeball, Tyler looked at Officer Jenny for her next orders. All he received was the same piercing gaze directed at his deadpan expression. It wasn’t too hard to figure out what she was thinking.
“Yo listen, that ain’t my pokémon.”
“Don’t tempt me!”
“But like seriously—!”
Without warning, a pokeball that was attached to the belt on her waist burst open and out came an Arcanine, giving him an intimidating glare. Smoke blew out of its nostrils as it seemed to take an aggressive breath.
“Must be that time of month.” Tyler, shaking his head, mumbled to himself as he knelt down and pulled out a pokeball. The capsule enlarged before he brought it closer to the Ralts. Hopefully the possibility of being captured would be an incentive for it to get moving. Instead, the pokemon seemed to be confused as it tilted its head slightly.
Using it’s tiny hands, the Ralts actually tapped on the pokeball. The red light enveloped the Ralts and sucked it up as it opened. Once it closed, Tyler expected it too immediately pop back open. To his dismay, the reverse happened and the ball didn’t even shake once, signifying it was caught immediately. For Officer Jenny, it looked as if the Ralts was his all along.
“So lying to an officer as well? That’s another offense I’ll have to take into consideration. Now get in the seat!”
Speechless, Tyler didn’t even bother to make a comeback. He just grabbed the pokeball and hopped into the sidecar completely dumbstruck. Not even Cryogonal meth could explain what the hell was going on. The Kalos native just sat in his seat, completely still as if he was on some Shrooms. Which he wasn’t. After fixing her hair, Officer Jenny returned Arcanine before getting on the motorcycle.
“Hope you’re buckled in kiddo.”
“Huh?”
He didn’t even get to react as Officer Jenny stepped on the gas, harshly knocking Tyler’s back onto the seat as they burst forwards at a high speed.