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Chapter 9 - ch9

As his alarm beeped insistently, Ash yawned and rolled over in bed.

He'd been up really late, both before and after getting home, because he'd been so excited over starting his Pokémon journey… and while he had managed to wake up from his alarm it still meant he was kind of fuzzy and tired.

Sliding his feet over the side of his bed, he found what felt like his slippers, then tried to take a step and fell flat on his face.

"Hey!" a Pokémon objected. "What was that for?"

"Uh?" Ash asked. "Who said that?"

He blinked sleep out of his eyes, and looked back towards the direction of the voice.

There seemed to be a small flowerbed next to his bed, which shook itself and turned to look at him.

"You kicked me!" the flowerbed-Pokemon explained, sitting back on his haunches with a huff. "I was asleep until you did that, that's rude!"

"Sorry," Ash said. "Uh… this is my bedroom, so I guess I wasn't expecting an unfamiliar Pokémon here."

"Oh, okay," the Pokémon said. "That does make a bit of sense I guess. But if it's your bedroom, why weren't you in here when I got here?"

"I don't know, when did you get here?" Ash asked. "...actually, how did you get in here?"

He looked at the Pokémon, and then at the wardrobe. "Was it Hoopa?"

"Hoopa?" the Pokémon repeated. "No, I don't know who a Hoopa is. I flew in through the window!"

Ash thought about that, and looked at the Pokémon.

There was no sign of any wings, but then again Mew didn't use wings either.

"So… should I open the window so you can get out?" Ash asked.

"No, I can't fly now," the Pokémon replied. "Don't you know anything about Shaymin? When it's night-time we can't fly any more. That's how that works!"

"Shaymin, right," Ash said. "And, uh… it's not night time any more."

"Yeah, but I'd need some Gracidea flowers," Shaymin said. "And since you don't have any Gracidea flowers, I can't fly out."

He yawned. "If you're going to be up and making noise, is there anywhere I can just go and finish my rest?"

Ash thought about that.

"Mom's got a flowerbed?" he suggested.

Sorting out Shaymin's situation meant Ash had to get dressed, then go outside, get a trowel, get a watering can… he was running back and forth so much to get the probably-a-Grass-type sorted out that he lost track of time, and by the time he remembered what day it was he was way too late to turn up at the lab with the other new trainers.

Still, there was a Pokémon left for him, so that was all right in the end.

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