Chapter 2: An Icy Rival and a Rockin’ Pokemon
So, I left Mr. Pokemon’s house after a bit of rest and Asteald and I began our way back down Route 30. As soon as I got out the door, though, Elm called me. So, uh, guess I was wrong last time. Someone totally robbed him. Wow, talk about bad luck. He asked, well more like demanded, that I hurry back and I obliged. I just had to see who desperate this thief was for a Pokemon that he had to steal one.
Our run down Route 30 was a quick and quiet one, no Pokemon dared bother us. I’ll just attribute it to Asteald scaring them all away with that Dig