Miltank & Me!

I looked around rapidly then at miltank. She seemed to be doing fine! I on the other hand... "City folk..." It made me vomit. But! it was all for miltank's food. I normally get it from that farmhouse we were at earlier but since she wasn't there i had to go into the city and get it. "Got any ideas on whatcha' want NOW. Miltank?" I said off into her in an annoying tone. She only snorted at me and kept her pace. I guessed that was her sign to keep "patient"
I have been walking and walking for hours and couldn't find the nearest poke`shop for Pokemons. Not a moment to soon, i bumped into a guy.
"Hey! watch where you're goin-- oh i'm sorry miss." I couldn't help but dust my self off. (He had the "Boy germs" :0 ) I slowly looked up to him and said "Its okay. Look, do you know where the nearest poke`shop is so i could buy food for my miltank?" Miltank squealed, then squirted milk in the random guys face. I gasped. "I'm sorry! She does that when shes happy! I cant control her, I-I-I mean..--" Not only did i stuttered, i grabbed a bunch of napkins and whipped his face and shirt. "Its down the street, make a left. further more. theirs a shop where you can buy food." His voice sounded subtle and irritated. (no more new friends for him! 8P) He just "took" my napkins and whipped himself. Miltank felt very sorry. "Miltank... tank." She cuddled around his pant leg area. Its not like she "Meant" too. She just get happy sometimes. Even over silly things. Like spoons. (Yeah... spoons.) The random man smiled and gave me my napkins back. they were all wet and slimy... yuck.
"Thanks..." I stuffed them back in my pocket then shuddered a bit. "Come on miltank. Thank you for not holding such grudges Mr." He smiled as we headed the ways he directed us to the poke`shop. when we go there, It was nothing like we had never seen before.

".... The heck did I walk into." I said. Miltank was star-strucked. She waddled around the store too. I just sat and watched her. She couldn't gone by far so I shrugged and went my own ways and looked for some poke food. "ugh.... Foooooooddddd......" I had SUCH a hard time. When I found it, I found miltank, and went to the counter to purchase.

(short. On school/camp night. Don't care.)

At the counter was a tall man, he was on the somewhat chubbier side. It was obvious from his pose that he didn't think to much of himself, his back was slightly slouched and his head pointed towards the counter, his eyes would give the occasional flicker up to the customers face before they withdrew back to the odd pattern lining the counter top. His hair was black and unusually long for a guys, snaking up to his ear like a badly camouflaged snake was a single white earbud. "M-may I help you?" He asks as you walk up to the counter.

"I would like to purchase this poke food sir!" I said with a happy gleeful tone. Miltank wasn't impressed by the time its been taking me to by poke food so she took herself over too the toy machine and looked at the stuffed cows sadly.
"thank you mr!" I left towards the entrance of the market only to see my miltank crying.
"what's wrong miltank..." she pointed desperately at the machine and squealed a squeal at me. "uh... Their in a better place now. The vending machine!" the air got quiet, and intense. Not knowing what to say, I just left everything as it is and left the store. Miltank decided to come on her own willing ways.