Bulbasaur

Bulbasaur steps out from behind the corner of your house with uncertainty Bulba...Bulbasaur... He croaks timidly. You blink down at him in surprise but after a few moments, you smile softly So you're the little troublemaker who's been eating the vegetables from my garden...you kneel down, sticking your hand out for him to sniff. He's cautious, but very gradually inches closer, his eyes glued on you as if preparing for the slightest indication that you might hurt him Bulba...Bulba...