Pokemon Going for: Diglett (Simple)
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Short story, first story here and first story... ever.
It was a pleasantly mild February day and all was still. The wind, departed far from the forlorn howling of the evening, made only a soft whisper as it passed over the desert sand. Light snoring reverberated through the building and the light of the day had long since slid between the slats of the blinds to cast its glare heavily upon the wall opposite the room. Tai was still sleeping, her soft, light brown hair draped over her face in a way that, had she been awake, would have obscured her deep green eyes.
She hadn't meant to sleep in on this particular morning, but the heat of the day had not yet made it uncomfortable beneath the blankets of her bed and as such she hadn't even the slightest inclination to move. Eight o'clock fled, nine followed in hot pursuit, ten went after the two to solve the conflict, and eleven finally came to moderate when, by chance, the sun's position finally caused a strong ray of light to focus on Tai's face.
"Nnngh..." she groaned as her eyes opened slowly, blinded for a moment by the harsh desert sunlight.
Tai stood up slowly and stretched her legs. She didn't know that it was already 11:30 AM, nor did she really care to think about it at the moment, but her eyes fell after a moment upon the clock situated on the eastern wall of the room.
"Oh! Hoppip!" she said, rather startled at what she'd just remembered.
The trainer got up in a hurry and grabbed the bag off of her desk. She thumbed through it, removing miscellaneous trainer paraphernalia such as a potion, a few empty Poke Balls, a used-up TM which she'd neglected to throw out, and a small spray-bottle full of water before coming to the Poke Ball with her Hoppip inside. She pressed the button to release him and apologized quietly as the cottonweed Pokemon looked up at her face, his crinkly top leaves drooping slightly.
Tai knew that Hoppip needed his morning misting to feel a little better, just as usual, and she felt bad for forgetting and sleeping in. The desert air was dry, especially during the winter, when the wind blew in from the East instead of from the more humid mountains to the West.
Her grandfather had told her about this when she first found Hoppip up in those same mountains. They had gone up to have a picnic just as spring had come on, returning the greenery to the mountaintops and putting the flowers in bloom. Her family told her when she was young that Hoppip would flock to mountains and the valleys in between as a sign of the approaching spring, riding the winds from the fields where they sprouted, and this had been her first time witnessing it.
She remembered her Hoppip following her home after she shared some of her water with it. He looked to have traveled a long ways to get to the mountains, and was so grateful for the treat that he had followed her family home despite their best efforts to let him stay with his wild brethren.
Tai came back from her reminiscing and set to work lightly misting Hoppip with her spray-bottle as it let the drops collect on its leaves and drip onto its body. Hoppip smiled gratefully and Tai figured it was ready to go out again.
They hadn't found anything yet, but the young trainer wanted to keep looking. She grabbed the shovel that she'd left leaned against the wall and walked into the other room. Her mother had already left for work, so the house was empty and quiet.
Tai had been going out for over a year now every day, Hoppip in tow, to dig in the desert sand in hopes of finding a Pokemon fossil. Rare fossils such as the root fossil had been found nearby in the desert before, and Tai hoped she'd be the next to make such a discovery. Hoppip bounded along behind her happily as they set off from the house. There were few landmarks in the desert, but the solitary Joshua tree standing in front of her house was always enough to guide her back with its form silhouetted on the horizon.
They walked for quite some time, passing holes she had dug on other days as she went. Finally the pair reached a clean area where the sand had yet to be upturned. Tai set her bag down and Hoppip reposed beneath the slim shadow of a cactus as Tai misted him again with the water.
"Aah, Hoppip, this spot looks good, doesn't it? I get a feeling we'll find something interesting today," she told the young Pokemon who simply looked up at her happily as he enjoyed the moisture before it was quickly swallowed up by the dizzying heat of the midday terrain.
She had barely pierced the sand with the shovel when she heard a rumbling noise and the ground shook very lightly beneath her feet. There was a pause, a look around, and a tilt of the head before Tai simply dismissed it as having been nothing. She began hefting the sand into a pile next to her, carefully sifting the sand out of each shovel-full to make sure she didn't miss anything. The edge of a flat piece of rock revealed itself among the sand she'd unearthed and her heart raced. She quickly dusted off the sand that clung to it, but it was no good. This rock, like the hundreds she'd pulled up in the days prior, was simply that. A rock. And it was only a rock. Slightly disheartened she sat down and rifled through the bag for the bottle again and sprayed some into her own mouth. Hoppip cooed softly to her and she treated him to some as well.
It was almost time to leave, the sun had begun to descend in the sky, the harsh sunlight had disappeared for the most part, and another day had gone by, seemingly fruitless. Suddenly Tai jumped up off the ground. She'd sworn that she felt something move under her when she was sitting.
What could that have been? she said to herself.
She could make out a noise coming from underneath the sand once again and then without warning, a tiny Diglett popped up.
"Was that you making that noise?" she asked it, but Diglett took one look at her and burrowed back under the ground, surfacing again a little further from her, clearly frightened.
Tai grasped at her bag on the floor behind her and found one of her empty Poke Balls. She had obtained only one Pokemon so far, her Hoppip, and she wasn't sure how to proceed. She was sure, however, that she wanted this Diglett. It would be the first Pokemon she'd caught on her own if she could manage, but she wasn't sure how to proceed.
"Hoppip, try to put it out with your Sleep Powder!" Tai ordered as Hoppip leaped from the shade to help his trainer.
The thick, green powder started to radiate from the weed Pokemon as it turned its body to shake it from the leaves, but it was far too slow. The Diglett had burrowed underground again and disappeared completely from sight.
Hoppip looked around confused while Tai tried to guess where Diglett would come up, but it surfaced without warning, attempting to slam Hoppip who fluttered gracefully off the ground before the impact, as the leftover spores from its previous Sleep Powder attack wafted down to rest on Diglett's face.
The mole Pokemon squinted its eyes in concentration, trying to stay awake, but to no avail.
"Hoppip, weaken it with a Tackle!" Tai shouted as Hoppip slammed into the sleeping Diglett, jarring it out of sleep but still leaving it rooted in the ground.
The wild Diglett turned to Scratch Hoppip on its soft, pink underside as it passed, riding the momentum from the Tackle. Hoppip winced in pain and turned back towards Diglett on its own, ramming it with another attack with such force that Diglett lay stunned for a moment.
I... think this is when you're supposed to do it, Tai thought to herself as she tossed the Poke Ball from her hand towards the Diglett, bouncing it off of its stunned body, and watching it land on the ground, open, and suck the small ground Pokemon inside.
The Poke Ball wiggled once, twice...