[A 16-year-old Ethan's just casually hopping down the cliffs near Mt. Silver with Typhlosion and
what.
They both miss their footing by, uh, quite a lot and tumble unceremoniously on to the landing strip from what feels like a million feet in the air (or something like that anyway). Falling headfirst into the ground isn't exactly something they both enjoy, and it results in a cloud of dirt and quite a few bruises. Ow.
After questioning the local NPCs on exactly where they are, Ethan scratches the back of his neck in thought and realizes...]
Hey, where's my hat? Typhlosion, did you take it again?
[Typhlosion shakes his head, looking equally perplexed. Ethan frowns and folds his arms behind his head, glancing around for a glimpse of black and gold. There was only one like it! Just like there was only one him, right? So where could it be?]
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what.
They both miss their footing by, uh, quite a lot and tumble unceremoniously on to the landing strip from what feels like a million feet in the air (or something like that anyway). Falling headfirst into the ground isn't exactly something they both enjoy, and it results in a cloud of dirt and quite a few bruises. Ow.
After questioning the local NPCs on exactly where they are, Ethan scratches the back of his neck in thought and realizes...]
Hey, where's my hat? Typhlosion, did you take it again?
[Typhlosion shakes his head, looking equally perplexed. Ethan frowns and folds his arms behind his head, glancing around for a glimpse of black and gold. There was only one like it!
Just like there was only one him, right?So where could it be?]