Sweetie Belle skipped away from the lab, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom following.
"Ah hope we find some Grass-type Pokemon!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, as they boarded the Friendship Express.
"Route 101!" Sweetie Belle read the sign.
"Ah can't read so ah'm happy y'all read it for me." Apple Bloom said, entering the tall grass.
"You can't read?" Scootaloo asked. "..."
Scootaloo simply sighed as the three of them entered the grass.
"Cherub!"
"Did y'all hear that?" Apple Bloom asked. The other two fillies nodded.
"It sounds like a Pokemon." Sweetie Belle said. "But I don't see one..."
Fennekin started sniffing the air, before barking.
"Hm? Oh! What is it Fennekin?" Sweetie Belle asked, approaching Fennekin. "Footprints?"
The other fillies looked. "It seems like it."
Suddenly a small cherry-like Pokemon popped out from the bushes. "Cherubi!"
Sweetie Belle hovered her Pokedex out of her saddlebag, scanning Cherubi.
"Cherubi, the Cherry Pokémon. All of the nutrients needed for evolution are contained in its small ball. Cherubi becomes redder as it is exposed to sunlight, and is almost ready to evolve once the smaller ball buds." the Pokedex said. "This Cherubi is female and knows the moves Morning Sun and Tackle."
"Should ah?" Apple Bloom questioned Bulbasaur. The Pokemon nodded, jumping in front of Apple Bloom. "Bulbasaur, use Vine Whip!"
Bulbasaur tangled Cherubi in vines, hitting her against a tree. "Rubi!"
Cherubi eyebrows furrowed as she tackled Bulbasaur. Bulbasaur stumbled back up as she managed to stand. "Tackle 'er!"
Bulbasaur rammed into the cherry Pokemon, who fell over. "Ru... bi..."
The small ball attached to the leaf on her head bobbed back and forth as Apple Bloom threw a Pokeball at Cherubi.
"1... 2..." the Pokeball dinged, as she smiled and picked it up, "mah first caught Pokemon!"
"Bulba!" Bulbasaur exclaimed.
"Well I guess now me and you should try to find some Pokemon," Sweetie looked at Scootaloo, "correct?"
"Yeah." Scootaloo said. She flew away to an area with some trees, Torchic following.
Suddenly a flock of Fletchlings flew out of the tree. "Whoa!!"
"Torchic, use Peck on..." Scootaloo scanned the flock, seeing one with an injured wing, "... Torchic, talk to that one. With the injured wing."
Torchic nodded, climbing up the tree and talking to the Fletchling. "Chic chic chic! Tor!"
The Fletchling turned, before falling.
"Gasp! Chic!" Torchic exclaimed. Scootaloo gasped, flying beneath her and catching her. "Gotcha!"
She flew back to the ground, examining the Pokemon. "Are you okay?"
No response.
Her eyes begun to open. "Fletch?"
"You're awake!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "Are you okay?"
"Fletch..." she motioned to her wing.
"Sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo asked. Her marefriend nodded, approaching and putting her horn on Fletchling's wing as it healed.
Sweetie Belle smiled, pulling out a Pokeball from her bag, tossing it into the air, releasing a cat-like Pokemon.
"Kitty!" it exclaimed.
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were silent. Scootaloo pulled her Pokedex out of her saddlebag.
"Skitty, the Kitten Pokémon. Skitty will get completely caught up in pursuing any moving objects that catches its eye. This Skitty is female and she knows the moves Copycat, Double Slap, Disarming Voice and Attract." the Pokedex said.
"Skit!" Skitty exclaimed. She saw her tail twitching and begun to bite it. "Skit skit skit kit kit kit..."
"It's so..." Scootaloo was cut off.
"She." Sweetie Belle said.
Scootaloo sighed. "She's so... cute? I mean that's fine but still... How is she going to be powerful in Gym Battles?"
"I don't want to fight all the Gym Leaders. I want to compete in contests!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed. "I found Skitty and realized that she would be perfect for contests!"
"Skit!" Skitty exclaimed, kneading Sweetie Belle's leg.
"Well there it is!" Scootaloo exclaimed. Fletchling perched on her wing, which was out. "Ponyville!"