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[hasmorepokemon]

Characters: Green, Bulbasaur, Blastoise, (Char and Nyx later on)
What: Get Char and Nyx back!
Where: FUSCHIA CITY, KANTO
When: They leave May 5th.
Rating: PG-13, at most.

"Thanks for the ride, erm... Bob." He still wasn't used to calling the big Pokemon Bob, but that's what was requested.

Green waved once to the legendary as she flew off again. He

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[beststarter]

Riding on the god of all Pokemon should have been much more profound than that. Usually Bulbasaur would have been practically out of his mind in excitement and would have been entirely unable to produce coherent sentences. But at the moment he was just to pre-occupied and could only muster a thankful wave for her as she left.

Bulbasaur was a little worried. He was sure they'd be able to find Charmeleon and Nyx, it couldn't be that hard when they had an idea of where to start looking. But he wasn't sure if he was ready. What if he made things worse? Bulba didn't think Char would want to see him at all at this point. Or Blastoise or even Green.

He still wanted him to come home though.

Bulba nodded at Green's words, glancing towards the tall purple buildings of Fuchsia. "Would the Pokemon center have any trainer records, ba?"

[hasmorepokemon]

The trainer put a hand on the boy's head and forced a grin. "Of course they would, how else can people find out more about our many victories?"

With a quick ruffle of the hair, he started walking towards the city. It'd been a while since he was down this way, would take a minute to readjust and find the Center.

[beststarter]

Bulba couldn't help but smile a little under the ruffle. It was comforting.

He trotted after Green with Blastoise in tow, making sure to keep up with his trainer before he wandered off. Bulba hadn't seen much of Fuchsia the first and last time he was here, so the probability of getting lost if he lost sight of Green was pretty high. The boy started to reach for Green's hand, hesitated, then just kept his hands to himself.

As they made their way through the city, Bulba kept a look out for the familiar orange roof of the center (and the possibility of a familiar orange flame). It shouldn't be that hard to spot amongst all the purple.

[hasmorepokemon]

"I think it was this way..." Green pointed down a street to their right. "You guys see anything?"

And across the street, near a Pokemart, two women gossiped about a poor little boy with weird tattoos.

[beststarter]

They were crossing an intersection when Bulba paused at the corner to look down the street they were passing up. Had that been a bit of orange out of the corner of his eye? He back up a few steps to get a better look. Oooh, he thought it was!

"Green! Blastoise!" He called after the other boy, attracting peculiar glances from passerby. What a weird kid.

"I think I see it this way!" he continued, pointing down the street.

[hasmorepokemon]

Green took no chance to stop and consider, or wait. He was off.

Just like the war, they might've almost lost him. Except this crowd was nothing like rubble and chaos.

((OOC note. I suck. I nearly typed 'kaos' there))