-“Awe gawd…what happened…” said Rotom, as his vision was blurry, and everything around him was moving at light speeds. He looked around, and he slowly was able to notice that the sheriff was gone, and it seemed like he was in Tanren. A few Pokemon gathered around him, but there was a massive crowd watching two Pokemon duke it out in the sky. He slowly got himself up, and leaned against a tree. He watched a few Pokemon run off into the distance, but at the time he really didn’t care, he needed to get back to the bar and get wasted again. He groggily walked over to the Meowth shop, he was friends with that strange cat, and he probably had a few bottles to get him started.
“HEEEEY MA OLD BUDDY, WHAT BRINGS YOU TO TANREN?” said Meowth, putting away his newest goodies that he had just “found”.
“Beeeeh, don’t talk to loud, you makes ma head hurtst.” said Rotom, leaning on the wall floating his way over to the counter to see if he had any booze.
“You here for what you usually ask for?” said Meowth, already rummaging through cabinets and drawers as if he knew what was on Rotom’s mind. He finally found a nice bottle of red juice, tossing it over to Rotom’s way.
“Thanks,” he caught the bottle and began to drink greedily, and tosses the bottle back at Meowth when he was done. “Arg, what a rough day, man I hate that sheriff.”
“Ah, so it was you, I could hear the screams from a mile away, it was hilarious!!” Meowth fell on the floor once more, as he did when he first heard the screams earlier today. Meowth wiped away the tears, and stood up once more and continued the conversation. “So, when are you heading back to Forlorn?”
“Ehh, I hate that place, and the pay is crummy too. Sprinko told me to stay there, and to fight any challengers who came bye, and every time I got KO’ed I’d get hefty pay, BUT ITS ALL LLIIIEEEEEES I TELL YOU, LIIIIEEEEEEEES!!!” Rotom quickly left the place, as Meowth just shrugged, cleaning the trinkets he had in his shop. Rotom slowly calmed down back at the post office, as he went to go talk to the Drifblim that would take him back home.
“I heard what happened, you need to be more careful,” said the Drifblim, “So you want to go back?”
“Bah, screw it I need to do something then just sit around and rot in that place, Ima explore the world ya know, make something of myself.” Rotom said, looking into the dimming sky.
“Well, I have my contacts everywhere, since we are staff, and I heard that the sandslash gang was going to get a massive blow today, but their leader went north somewhere,” said Drifblim, “If thats any use to you.”
“Thanks, I’ll try heading over that way, and do you have it?” said Rotom.
“Yea, here,” Drifblim said, handing Rotom a leaf stone. Rotom possessed the object, as both of them slowly began to float high in the sky, as Rotom took form of a lawn mower, and dashed toward north, on his newest adventure.-