Caesar had been to the dining hall. He had looked at the menu, and none of it suited him. He had scoffed at the thought of eating meat already caught. And so, he had taken it upon himself to go and find some wild Pokémon. It took awhile, but he managed to navigate from the Pokémon Center into the wilds and had both his Arons out hunting for him. Often, he would watch them find their mark and kill it. He took some sick, twisted pleasure in it, but right now, he was too hungry to chase after them. His stomach grumbled at him and he eagerly awaited what PAIN TRAIN and MAN O' STEEL would bring him. He sat in the grass, waiting.

An hour, or maybe it was two, or even three, had passed. Caesar had taken a nap, and when he awoke, he still had no indication of his Arons, and he frowned. He got up, dusted himself off, and began to walk towards the area he had sent him. He stopped upon hearing the grass rustle, and so he smiled, knowing they had caught something. Only, it wasn't an Aron that greeted him, but a Rattata. Well, a group of three. He stopped in his tracks, and frowned. He'd have to eat later, and he was sure the Arons would find him. As he turned to run, he heard the tell tale charging of his trusty Pokémon. First up was PAIN TRAIN, who came in from the left, plowing into one of the Rattata on the side. Then, MAN O' STEEL came from the other side, sending another Rattata flying into a tree, where it landed with a loud crunch.

With two of three Rattata ready for eating, the two Arons circled the last of them. It looked scared, but there was no running from this. "[i]I can practically taste its fear from here.[/i]" He thought to himself. The twin Arons charged from each side, crushing the Rattata between them, and even crashing their heads into one another. With a smug smile, Caesar let them eat the Rattata, and he gathered the other two. He bit into each of them, to look at their meat and make sure it was fine. He had to spit chunks of fur out, but it still tasted good. He liked the raw meat, and the fact he had to spit out the fur when eating them without skinning them. “[i]Rattatas never taste as good as I hope, still better than the stuff at the Pokémon Center.[/i]” Caesar thought to himself. “Let’s see what Kael’s up guys.” He said to his twin Arons as they walked back to the Pokémon Center, Rattatas slung over his shoulder.