Professor Oak blinked his eyes and look towards the entrance of his lab. Smiling as he saw that it was Leaf, who was carrying what seems to be a lot of papers and such? "AH right the registration papers, to clarify my order." The professor said with a chuckle as he then walked on over towards the girl, and took the papers for her. So she won't be stumbling and fumbling around with them. "Thank you Leaf , sorry for putting you through that trouble of getting my parcel." The old man said with a smile. Bringing out a pen from his shirt pocket, signing his name onto them while turning around to walk back towards the pokeballs. "I hope the parcel of Pokeball's weren't heavy for you?" He asked, as he places the papers onto the table and begin writing in them.

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Robert and his team of Pokemon, were doing a good start on their journey. As the boy was making sure to take his time in route one...searching high and low for any Pokemon that maybe in hiding...although he isn't really going to plan on using them in his team right now. On the account he doesn't want to grow a Rattata or a Pidgey as of yet. Not that there is anything wrong with them...he just figured to have a diverse team. After all he has Petilil from Unova, along with a Pikachu who at the time were eating the electrical wires of the apartment building, him and his mom are living at in Saffron city. All the while running into a Dratini...though not entirely sure where or when he caught her, or even remember running into the little dragon...but he has to say. His team is very unique...

It will take him a while before letting out a soft sigh, and looking over the little hill top he is standing on. Admiring.the scenery in front of him. Feeling the soft winds blowing against his hair and such, even chuckling when Petilil decided to come out from her ball and hopped into his arms and then worked her way up to his shoulders. Rubbing and nudging her cheek against his. "What do you think Petilil should we stay here a bit longer, to get some experience or continue moving forward?" He asked the little grass type. Who tilted her head and doing her best to make a shrugging motion.