Beedee Ey: Chapter 2: Just Can't Get Enough

Fortunately the crowd of trainers had swiped off one of the fliers by accident, and it landed in Beedee's hands. There seemed to be a couple of different lines that asked for information, such as a name, pokeon to use, and how many pokemon would be used in the battle tournament.

"I'm not joining until I get to know the rules about Pokémon levels."

He kept the flyer with him and again tried to squeeze in.

Beedee would successfully get through the crowd and to the tables. The man pronounced that Beedee was the last one to be able to sign-up for the tournament, and the others all sighed leaving the table be. A small group was gathered near another individual. "Is there anything that you would like to know sir," the man asked Beedee.

"Nothing much, I'm just wondering what's the Level limit here. Oh and just so you know, I'd go out for a bit and try to find myself a third Pokémon and then I'll return here to kick some crap," he said very energetic trying to make a name for himself and he's starting it with a big mouth.

The man laughed looking up the information in the computer that was in front of him. "The level limits are as follows... For one pokemon, a level of fifty. For two pokemon, twenty-five each, and for three pokemon, a level of twenty each."

Beedee felt a sudden frustration and a little bit of embarrassment upon knowing that he's far from being able to compete in any match in this house. "Level twenty for three Pokémon, eh? My team is horribly underpowered but I could go through a lot of battles just to level them up. But I want to know if it's worth my time. What's the prize?"

The individual looked at Beedee. "The prize? I think that's still pending, but let me check," he told the trainer, typing away on the computer as if searching hard for an answer to his quesiton. "Here it is. It says that the prize is either five thousand dollars or a masterball. I'm unsure," the person said. "That's all it says here other than the prizes can be changed prior to the competition."

Beedee felt a mixture of confusion and excitement. "I guess that'll do. As long as I don't receive a Potion or something like that then I'm good. I'm tearing this place apart if I get a prize like that," Beedee said with a smile and tried to make it sound as jokingly as possible. "Oh well, thanks for the info people. You've been helpful. I gotta go outside now, level up and get a new fella."

Beedee ran outside, almost slamming the door open. He did it intentionally to warn others how excited and pumped he is. But to others, it would look like he is uneducated and mean. "Who cares," he thought. On the bushes, he looked around for a prey.

Not much prey was present until someone screamed. "Help! Wild pokemon is attacking me," the person yelled, yet it seemed that no one cared about it.

Beedee sometimes has some humor in his mind even when he's just by himself. He would parody Ben 10. "It's hero time," he shouted in the same way Ben Tennyson does. I acted as if he has an Omnitrix. He ran towards the direction and smacked his wrist imagining it's the Omnitrix. Then he imagined himself transforming into an alien hero with superpowers. He saw the Pokémon and is determined to save whoever the person is.

There was a pookemon in the person's bag, digging through it, the person o a bench shivering.

Beedee saw the person on the bench. "Eh, I got this," he said. He would try to take both the bag and the Pokémon away from each other. It's obvious the wild Pokémon would want a fight. Beedee is ready to give it to the Pokémon.

A poochyena was in the bag, and when it was pulled out it held a berry in its mouth smiling. 'Pooch,' a trainer sighed, walking over.

Beedee turned around and saw the Trainer. "This your Poochyena," he asked. Meanwhile, he handed the bag to the shivering person. "Eh, I told ya it's going to be fine." Beedee looks back at the Trainer.

The trainer took her poochyena, sighing. She spoke strangely to him. 'Looch Pooch,' she spoke, the pokemon looking down as if understanding it. The girl had a cap on, though something was strange. Two triangles stuck from it and twitched. The shivering girl ran away in fear, leaving the two trainers there

Having the girl who attacked running away only makes Beedee happy. Even if he was not thanked for that, he's glad he ended someone's fear. But when he heard the Trainer, he had those "WTF" faces. He looked strangely at her and Poochyena. "I'm sorry, what?"

'Im speaking to my pokemon,' the girl chuckled at Beedee, acting as if it was normal. She had black hair with grey stripes in it, and she laughed when her pokemon barked. 'too funny!' Her ears twitched a bit more as she cuddled her pokemon, getting licked in the face laughing more.

Beedee just ignored the thought of weirdness and watched the two have fun. "Eh, just make sure he doesn't wander around again. Other people might hurt him. Oh well, I have to go now," he said. He quickly walked away and towards the bushes. "This is seriously weird. Is my brain even okay? Because for the first time, I'm feeling lazy for a fight. Maybe because I've been having too many frustrations lately," he thought to himself as he wandered around.

The girl looked at her poochyena snickering a bit. 'You little thief,' she giggled walking and tripping after calling for beedee. She crashed into the ground, her cap going off revealing her pointy pochyena ears, her sitting up rubbing her hed saying 'ouch'

Beedee chose to ignore her. He doesn't have time for anything else right now. He just wants a wild Pokémon.

The girl forgot to pick up her cap, having not realized it fel as she handed beedee a pokeball. 'My poochyena is sneaky,' she chuckled. Her ears twitched a bit as she smelt something sweet. 'I smeel fresh baked pie..

Beedee noticed the weird Poochyena ears but he didn't take the Poké Ball just yet. "What's that on your ear? And what's this Ball," he asked.

The girl looked at Beedee. 'Thats your pokeball. My pokemon stole it playfully,' she chuckled before she leaned her headna bit. 'And these are my pokemon ears,' she said, twitching her ears. 'Im a poochyena,' she said, moving her long hair aside showing she had no human ears.

"Err... What are you, really?"

Beedee took the Poké Ball and opened it. He saw no Pokémon in it so he put it back in his belt before he noticed that he is indeed losing one. Feeling sort of mad and unsure, Beedee decides to keep an eye around him. He checked his pockets to see if there's anything missing; there isn't and his bag's zipper has not been opened. "And you do know stealing other people's stuff could get you in trouble. Teach your Poochyena not to do that."

"That's why I returned the pokeball to you silly," the girl said to Beedee. She was laughing a bit as she continued speaking. "Well, I best be gone. I've been looking for a few mightyena so I can start a pack," she said to him, rushing off with her poochyena, which had stood and shaken itself off. She seemed a bit akward and strange, but who wasn't to a degree?