"My dad used to be Dragon-Type trainer", without releasing the words had left Eden's lips. Usually, Eden wouldn't be all chatty about his past but the sight of Garchamp dragged his thoughts into the past. "Was? Did he quiet?", Dante asked padding his pokemon.

"Ehm ... Yeah he stopped", sadness coloured Eden's face. It wasn't hideable - picking up on Eden's mood Dante grabbed his hand. "But you seem to like Dragon Types. Let me show you how cool they are! HEY, YOU! METAPOD-HEAD! Let's battle!", steam puffed out of Garchamps nose in excitement.

"You don't get that view at home, though", Eden said, passing over some protein bars. In front of them unfolding a symphony of rain, thunder and the glowing city - like a firework of light and water. It was beautiful! And the depth of the dark that unfolded in front of them, a swarm of Skarmory passed by their voices echoing along with the thunder.

"Thank you, Pentagram, for the fire!", having prepared a little camp fire Eden took out some ration of can ravioli to warm them up. "They will be done in a minute!"

"Sounds like someone is scared of water! Or Pokemon... I actually caught Garchamp while diving", Dante was not only flexing his muscle now. What was going on? Eden sensed a strange antagonism between the bug and dragon-type trainer. "Can you really swim in the waterfall? It does sound kind of fun", Eden enquired. He hadn't swum in a while but loved the sensation when he was younger. One of his first memories was diving into the lake by his old house with his dad's Hydreigon.

"But yeah, E and I came to look for some pokemon. We have heard there are some rare ones that only live at the meteor falls", although Dante was awfully close to Eden, his attention shifted to Garchamp. If he remembered correctly, his dad had one, too. A bit of sadness filled Eden's eyes as the pokemon starred back at him. "Garchamp", lowering his head, it sniffed Eden's hair.

"Oh, seems like Garchamp likes you! Since it didn't bite off your head. Haha", Dante jumped in, joining his Garchamp in getting closer to Eden. "Are you really a Dragon-Type trainer?", Eden asked as memories of the past rushed through his mind... flying with his dad's Dragonite ... wrestling Charizard... playing catch with Dragapult.

"Yes, sort of! I love Dragon Types. Besides this little baby.. I have a Fraxure and a Druddigon. You want to see them", Dante said with a smirky look on his face.

"You mean - learn how to camp? Isn't that sort of the basics of becoming a trainer? You leave your home to explore the world: just you and your pokemon. My dad once told me, the coolest pokemon live the furthest away from humans", Eden said nonchalantly, smiling at the trainer that just caught up with him.

"Have you never camped? Is this the first time you leave home?"

"Oh look Garchamp! It speaks! Haha!", not letting go of his bad joke, Dante's laugh echoed through the air. It was as infatuating as everything about the young dragon-type trainer. Without noticing, Eden started to smile...not because of the bad joke though it could seem that way...but because of how unbothered E seemed about the whole thing.

"Dante! This is my friend E and his pokemon partner burmy!", Eden extended his hand, introducing the newcomers. "E, this is Dante! He just ...well saved me from falling", Eden said, a bit embarrassed. "Friend...so not boyf... I see", Dante whispered to himself, his Meowth grin returning. "Nice to meet ya boy! Do you match all your pokemon to your hair colour, little bug type trainer?", another sprung at E. Dante surely was a comedian. "What brings you both up the mountain? Are you also fancying a bath in the waterfall?", putting his arm around Eden's shoulder, Dante trapped Eden's gaze in his icy eyes.

Not fully understanding E's theatrics, Eden simply turned slowly, walking towards the mountain: "Okay, take care!". This guy surely was strange; the trainer thought as he spotted the perfect shelter from the rain: a small recess between two mountains covered by a big ledge. A perfect place to set up a little fire and camp out the night. The view must be spectatular. Considering it would overlook Petalburg forest and maybe parts of the city.

"That was a close one. You could have gotten hurt there. Well, glad you aren't. I am Dante! A pleasure", with a smile that could melt butter instantly, the trainer grabbed Eden's hand before gently kissing it. What in the name of Arceus was going on? Did this guy just save his life and flirt with him? Surely not; he probably was just being nice.

"Th...Thank you so much. For ...not letting me crash. I am Eden", the trainer said, gently pulling back his hand. "Garchamp", flashing its teeth, the large dragon pokemon turned its head towards the approaching E, almost like it wanted to bark at him. "Nice to meet you Eden", sending a judgy look over to the other trainer wandering up the trail slowly, Dante yelled: "And this must be your pokemon companion. A fine Metapod you have! HAHAHA!" Celebrating his trainer's joke, Garchamp laughed along. Eden didn't get it...

Litwick and Eden looked at each other with question marks on their faces. Was this guy for real? "Ehm...have you never camped before E?", what kind of trainer was he? Sleeping outside with nothing but one's pokemon companion and the stars was the most natural thing to a trainer.

"We will be fine. I still have some rations we can share. I am sure there must be a cave somewhere. Come on up! Let's look for one. Do you have a sleeping bag with you?", a bed surely sounded nice but a cave would do the job, too. After all those nights, Eden could wait one more night before he finally experienced comfort again.

"It will be fine! We are almo...Ahhh", underestimating the solidity of the ground below his feet, Eden's foot crashed through the ledge the trainer had jumped on. With a big slush, the stone broke off, sending the pokemon trainer flying.

Was this gonna be the end of Eden's journey...

"Wow, luck at that, Garchomp! My first catch of the day", a deep voice echoed through the air pulling Eden back up by his wrist. Someone had caught him last minute before his deadly fall. Lifted to his feet still shaken by the fall. Eden looked upon an overly attractive Pokemon trainer with dark hair and ice-blue eyes accompanied by the biggest Garchomp, he had ever seen. "And what a catch indeed", with a meowth's grin the trainer put his hand gently under Eden's head, pulling his face up. With a deep look into Eden's hazel eyes, the trainer said: "You okay, cutie?"

Lost for words, Eden blushed, nodding his head. What had just happened?

"I ...Have...never...seen... a ...pokemon... vomit... so much!", under uttered under his lost breath, wiping away sweat from his forehead. The two had made it out of the forest, but there was no dashing city in front of them. No, they had run towards a mountain path further away from petalburg city.

"Oh, damn!", Eden looked around in frustration pulling out his map. "We ran the wrong direction. We won't reach Petalburg today anymore", the orange light of dusk gave Eden's hair a reddish shimmer. "Rain! Rain is coming", the alarm on Eden's pokedex started to go off.

"Can't be helped! We should look for shelter?", Eden said turning to his new friend. "Is your munchlax okay?", this pokemon was more confusing than a psyduck just recovering from his vomiting attack, the munchlax now sniffed on a large stone, ready to bite into it. Eden was glad his pokemon had never caused him such confusion... although they had their own quirks.

"The old lady at the souvenir shop in Rustboro City told me it's the most breathtaking place! Here it says the waterfalls were created after a meteor crashed into the mountain, changing the landscape forever", in excitement Eden held up the brochure he got. His bag was heavy from unnecessary shopping he had done in the past city. Though he couldn't help it, the old lady was so persuasive talking about the magical healing water and the holy keychains.

The trainer lifted his head: "See up there! That must be the entrance! Come on!" with the speed of a Flygon, Eden started to run towards the cave up the rocky path.

The image unfolding in front of Litwick's eyes could only be called: DISGUSTING! A trainer was swinging his pokemon behind him - the Munchlax shooting vomit like a cannon. Eden didn't see the horror unfold as he was dodging branches and bushes. Though something seemed weird: Why could he still here Garbodor? Why was it following? Glimpsing over his shoulder, he couldn't believe his eyes.

E holding his vomiting fountain of a pokemon, luring Garbodor to follow, the giant pokemon catching every bit of Munchlax's puke... What in Arceus name? Worse E was running after Eden...

"WHAT IN ARCEUS NAME ARE YOU DOING", Eden yelled questioning E's sanity at this point.

Jumping out of the way as fast as he could, Eden barely evaded the stinky arm flying towards him. "Garbooo", the pokemon seemed angered. Judging by it size and level, Litwick was no match to the trash pokemon.

"E.! I think we need to run from this", Eden said under his breath, as Garbodor turned his attention to Munchlax and the pile of half-eaten berries at his fight. Of course, Garbodor loved rubbish - maybe they could distract it somehow. Bring his attention to something more fruitful than the trainers. "E - the leftovers. Throw them in the forest", Eden said, grabbing Litwick tight as she started charging away from the Pokémon.