Sorry if it's bad, which it is. I'm kinda tired and I don't even really wanna write this I'm just bored and I got the idea. "Absolutely not." "Why not? C'mon, please?" "Because I said so. Now I have to go, I love you and for the last time no." Luther Janson sighed and kicked the unplugged air conditioning which was resting just below his feet on the kitchen floor. He had been trying to pursuade his mom for some money in which he could buy a pokemon off of his neighbor, Harold. He had always wanted a pokemon but he had never had the opportunity for one until now. Harold had come up to Luther the day before and told him he had been out in the woods and found a pokeball. He had filled his story with details that made Luther more jealous than he had been in a long time. He told him how he had found a sleeping Beedrill and managed to capture it in the pokeball. And then he had offered to sell Luther the pokemon. Too bad for Luther he was a bit short of cash. But then, most eleven year olds didn't keep their money long either. His mother had enough money to spare but she didn't like the idea of Luther buying a pokemon, she thought it seemed wrong. He had picked a bad time to ask her, she had just been leaving to fill in at the pokecenter for Nurse Joy, who was visiting a relative in Kanto. Luther thought of all he could do if he only had a pokemon. Not only would he be able to train it and battle with it, he would also have protection from the other pokemon. His mom would probably let him go out of town if he had one. She was always telling him he would be attacked by wild pokemon if he ventured too far from the town. And she never hesitated to tell him the story of how she had been attacked when she was around his age. Luther often thought that was the main reason she didn't let him leave town alone. "This is so stupid..." He said to himself as he plopped down into a chair and rested his elbows on his knees while holding his head, brown hair sticking out between his fingers. Now he had to go tell Howard that he couldn't actually buy the pokemon from him. He stood and opened the door which led out into Cherrygrove. "Harold's not here, sweety. I'm sorry. He'll probably be back soon, though. He's out near the woods if you need him." Luther nodded, thanked Harold's mother and stepped away from her door. Harold's mom was cool, she actually let him do what he wanted. Having nothing better to do, Luther decided to look for Harold in the woods. The walk to the woods was long but Luther didn't mind it much. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going anyways. He knew exactly where Harold would be as they both used to venture to the same spot in the woods in the past. They hadn't been hanging out as much recently, but Luther figured Harold wouldn't have found a better spot without telling him. The gate leading to the woods was just in front of him now. Luther opened it and closed it behind him before looking back once more to Cherrygrove and then heading into the woods.