It was a sunny and beautiful day in Pallet Town. The Pidgey were singing a melody of peace and harmony, while the Mankey were dancing with each other, as they listen to the tiny bird Pokémon's melody. Pallet Town is surrounded by open fields of grass and has dirt trails, which its population walk on every day. Everyone, living in this small town, is friendly to both people and Pokémon. There hasn't been a conflict in this town for ages. And on this beautiful sunny day, everyone was outside and either were playing with their Pokémon or just relaxing on their lawn chairs, getting a tan.

"Alright, bud! Let's try again!" a voice shouted out.

The voice belonged to the town's most respected man. Michael Hallett. He and his wife, Mary, were spending their sunny day at the park with their 1-year old son. They were hoping to teach him how to walk; but so far, they're making little progress. Their boy has just turned one. Although he mastered the art of crawling, he still struggles with learning how to walk. Luckily for the youngling, his parents were patience with him and always provide him the confidence he needs, so that he could walk without help.

The child was sitting down on the grass, staring at his parents with eyes of curiosity. His parents were shouting words of encouragement to their sitting child. The child, who found their shouting to be funny, give a giggle and smile, while also attempting to stand up. He positions himself in a crab-like pose, while pulling onto the grass for support. He manages to stand up, as he did, his parents were praising his efforts. The child smiles and attempts to walk over to his cheerful parents. Unfortunately, he didn't make it far. He trips and falls onto the grassy ground, with his head making contact with the soft ground. As a result, the 1-year old starts crying.

His parents rush over to their crying 1-year old and comfort him. Michael picked his son up and rubbed his back with gentle love and care. The couple begin walking back to their picnic site.

"Here, here, Trevor. It's ok. You did your best" Michael said to his still crying son.

"Don't worry about it," Mary added onto her husband's statement. "everyone falls flat on their faces at some point in their life."

"That's right." Michael agreed with his wife. "And when we fall, we learn how to pick ourselves up."

Their words of comfort helped cease the small child's waterworks, as he looks at them with eyes of wonder and gives them a bright smile and giggle.

As the day goes on, the happy family were eating their lunch on the picnic table. Mary was about to give her son his bottle; when suddenly, a wild Pokémon appeared right next to their table, gazing upon the family with interest and curiosity.

It was a short, chubby rodent Pokémon. It is covered in yellow fur with two horizontal brown stripes on its back. It has a small mouth, long, pointed ears with black tips, brown eyes, and two red circles on its cheeks. There are pouches inside its cheeks where it stores electricity. It has short forearms with five fingers on each paw, and its feet each have three toes. At the base of its lightning bolt-shaped tail is patch of brown fur at the base.

"Oh look honey! It's a Pikachu!" Mary shouted.

"Well, I'll be." Michael responded as he goes over to the electric-type. "What brings you out here, Pikachu?"

All of a sudden, Pikachu's stomach growl, which causes the electric mouse to blush in embarrassment. Seeing this sight, caused the 1-year old child to giggle.

"Looks like somebody is hungry." Mary stated, which Pikachu nodded in agreement. "Well then, I think we have some berries with us, don't we, dear?"

"Oh yeah. Of course, we do." Michael responded. "I'm sure we can share some with you, Pikachu."

The electric mouse smiled brightly, as the couple share their berries with it. The Pokémon thanked the couple for their generosity, before leaving them and going back into the woods.

"Isn't Pikachu just the cutest thing in the whole world, honey?" Mary said to her husband.

"It is cute alright. What do you think, Trevor?" Michael turned to ask his 1-year old son.

When he did, he immediately noticed that Trevor wasn't sitting in his stool. He was nowhere to be seen.

"Trevor!" Mary and Michael shouted in unison, as they look around for their infant son.

They were worried that someone may have kidnapped their only child. But then suddenly, they hear a soft laugh coming from the bushes. They rush over to them to see what was making that sound. They looked through the bushes and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

It was Trevor hugging the wild Pikachu that they just given berries to. At first, they worried that Pikachu would shock their son, but it didn't seem like Trevor wasn't hugging Pikachu the wrong way. Instead, as their son hugged the electric- type, both him and the Pokémon were smiling. Pikachu was enjoying the hug from the small child.

Upon this sight, Trevor's parents didn't want to interrupt this touching moment, so they just watched from a safe distance. Eventually, the two broke away from the hug, as Pikachu had to go back home to its own family. It left the 1-year old alone, and as it walks away, Trevor was waving goodbye to it, which provoked the electric type to do the same.

Once Pikachu was gone, Mary and Michael rushed over to their happy son, picked him up, and hugged him tightly. Trevor smiled when they did that.

"Trevor, how did you get all the way over here?" Michael asked his son.

The 1 year-old giggled and responded, "Walk, da-da!"

Michael and Mary were shocked and surprised to hear their son's first words. It also seemed that Trevor managed to follow the wild Pikachu by walking. They smiled upon hearing those words. They were really proud of him.

As the day comes to an end, Trevor had already fallen asleep. His mother was carrying him, while his father was carrying the items that they brought to the park today. They walked back to their lovely home. This white-colored two story house is a country farmhouse, which both Mary and Michael loved it so very much.

They tucked Trevor in his crib and the couple gazed upon their sleeping child with peaceful eyes.

"He sure surprised us today, honey." Mary said, while giving a quick peek on her husband's cheek.

"He sure did." Michael responded. "I believe he will grow up to be one fine Pokémon trainer, just like his old man."

"I bet he will." Mary answered back, as the two left the bedroom quietly.

Their child slept throughout the night, without even waking up once, because he was having wonderful and amazing dreams about becoming a Pokémon trainer and befriending all Pokémon, like he did today with that wild Pikachu.