There.
No, there.
There again.
There and back again.
There.
Gone. The Celebi was gone. The grass/psychic Pokémon (the Pokédex says its genderless, but a girl can tell another girl. Celebi is a girl) had been taunting me during my travels with images of my Uncle Gio stuck in a room with an old man called William Bell in an alternate universe - or that is what I can gather from the images, I might be completely wrong, or I'm on the fringe of the answer but I just can't get the complete answer.
After a time, the Celebi left me alone and I ended up walking right into a man. The man looked desperate and scared, and his eyes darted about at anything and everything around him. After some small talk (as he tried to hit on me but I simply gestured to Chewy and he stopped) he told me he was looking for his Pokémon, Farfetch'd.
With nothing better to do (and to get him to leave me alone), I informed him I would go look for said Pokémon and return some time later with news either way.
Three hours later, I gave up and made camp by a shrine for a time-traveling Pokémon. A pity it didn't tell me the name of the Pokémon it was a shrine to. Ah well. Anyways, I was sleeping rather nicely and dreaming dreams of an Officer Jenny injecting a pink-haired woman with the blood of a fire-type Pokémon, when a noise startled me. I set Chewy to the noise and within seconds, Chewy came back with a dead bird Pokémon in his jaws. The water Pokémon threw the bird onto the fire (I did mention I made a fire I'm sure) and thirty minutes later, we sat down and enjoyed a nice evening meal (its also evening).
While we ate, the man looking for the Farfetch'd found us and he took a place by the fire. I shared some of the meat of the dead bird with him, and he smiled and said it tasted like Combusken (most things do).
It was sometime later when I realized the dead bird was the Farfetch'd. If I was to tell the man, he would follow me, so instead I left, wishing him good luck, adding, 'There's a bit of Farfetch'd in all of us.'
The explosion killed seven people. I was the only one to survive.
Nurse Pink Joy McQueen
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