From: Goola the Hutt <goola2u@aol.compostheap> Subject: [PW!] Almost Eden Date: Tuesday, June 15, 1999 10:18 AM Sneakers could stay here forever. The garden was a refreshing change from the other gyms he had been in. The feel of the earth beneath his four paws, the scent in the air... He had never thought a gym could be so pleasant. He had come here for a badge, he and Erika both knew, but that could wait until later. Right now, Sneakers decided, he would relax. This, Sneakers thought as he curled up to sleep in a grove of Vileplumes, was almost Eden. -- A loud scream awakened Sneakers. "CAHAAAAR!" Sneakers jumped. "What's this thing doing here?" he wondered aloud. Erika's assistants seemed to be wondering the same, as no trainers were around to have let the Charmander out. "Well, then, Charmander, you're MINE!" shouted Sneakers. "Hardshell, get 'em!" The fight was quick, and ended more quickly by a pokéball. "I could use a fire-type," mused Sneakers, letting his new Pokémon out to play. The Charmander looked QUITE indignant. Sneakers laughed. "I think I'll name you Wildfire," he mused. The Charmander assumed a fightig position, and screeched at Sneakers. "Don't worry," said Sneakers reassuringly. "I won't hurt you." "Mander?" squeaked Wildfire quizzically, walking over to Sneakers, his new trainer. "You're a curious little fella, ain't ya?" asked Sneakers, as the Charmander started to sniff around. "Char!" it said in desgust, pulling away from a Gloom. "I think you scared it," laughed Sneakers. Wildfire just shook his head, trying to clear the scent from his nostrils. TBC. Shard Fields, who thinks SOMEONE has to do something cute while everyone else is going around slaughtering stuff.