Gale continued eating his snack, happily humming to himself. Whenever he saw a pokemon in the grasses, he would flip open a pokedex that he got as a present from a friend and listen to the voice tell him everything about it. Soon, however, a Metapod rolled from the grass, in obvious pain. A couple Zigzagoons were beating on it, playfully batting it from side to side. The boy jumped to his feet.
"Hey, leave 'im alone! Eve, use sand attack!" Immediately, Eevee reacted, kicking up clouds of dirt at the pokemon. The two Zigzagoons coughed and hacked. "Good! Now, use quick attack! And Poochy-poo! Use tackle!" Both pokemon reacted quickly, darting in and, after a few minutes, the Zigzagoons ran off, scared.
Gale dashed to the Metapod, and, after picking it up, congratulated his pokemon on a job well done. The Metapod, despite seeming scared, seemed to relax in Gale's arms as the boy, rag in hand, brushed off the dirt.
Poochy-poo made sure Eve was all right, nudging her to eat the berry. Something had caught his eye and he was going to check it out.
#Watch out for Gale, ok, Eve?# He asked, stepping back slightly towards the trees.
#Of course.# Eve answered with a smile.
Poochy-poo walked away from teh group and towards the trees. He looked up. #I see you.# He said to the Celebi.