Snippet #1632518

Route 4-Off the Path

"Yeah, I do think you would do well in contests." Sorence said with a big grin. He began to ponder about his future in contests. If I'm getting into contests, I have to come up with some creative moves. As I recall, Blitz used Ember encased in a Smog and shot it off like a spear. I could also use the poison tornado. He begun to remember those moves. The Poison-Tornado move was slow, but impressive and powerful. The Smog-Spear was fast, but didn't seem to pack a punch. Those are just the start. I have to come up with more if I want to be the best.

He watched as Jet was released. He smiled as Combee awoke, then freaked out when seeing the new Pokemon. Blitz and Jet laughed at the frightened Combee. Both Jet and Blitz chased Combee around, in a playful manner, around the fire. Combee just thought he was being chased, so he tried to flee from them, failing to do so around every turn he made. Soon, the Pokemon had their share of fun and Jet was called back to Derek.

"Yeah," Sorence said with a deep yawn, "we should go to sleep too. Come on you two." He said, making a sweeping motion with his arms so they would come. Blitz fell down onto the ground next to Sorence as Combee lazyly floated down into his lap. He had no sleeping bag, but the back of the tree would be good enough. Both of his Pokemon yawned with very high voices. "Night." Sorence then drifted into into a blissful sleep.