by IcyPikachu, Adrian Tymes, and Tauras

    After sending the night with the Butterfree in Celadon Forest, Icy made his way back into the big city.  It was packed with trainers.  He recalled all his pokémon except Porygon, which he rode, and Abra, who rode with them. Some people noticed him as he sped by, but Icy only replied, “Hi...”  Most people now knew about Icy the Pikachu trainer.  But Icy was still in danger of being spotted by Team Rocket.
    The auction was going well and except for a few fights between Giovanni and other trainers, everyone was getting along fine.  Over a hundred trainers had already entered the city, and more were on the way.  Icy looked around.   He saw the Ivysaur being auctioned off at the main area.  “Hmm... I already have a Bulbasaur...”  Icy was hoping to get his hands on a rare pokémon with the money Random had given him just before he left.  He continued walking.
    The crowd was getting very packed now.  Fortunately for Icy, he could slip through because of his size.  A bulletin board had an announcement for a Porygon technology demonstration at the Celadon Mansion on Wednesday.  “I gotta go to that!  Maybe I can show off my Porygon.”  Icy continued wandering.  He was getting lonely.  “I wonder if Mimic will be here?   I really want to see him again...”
    He hadn’t eaten since last night so he headed towards a packed pokécenter.  Icy managed to make it to the front desk where Nurse Joy recognized him immediately.  “Here’s an apple Icy.  That’s all I can do for you now.   There sure are a lot of trainers here.  Be careful walking around along out there Icy.”  Icy thanked Joy and scampered off with the apple. Apple in hand, he continued to peruse the main square.
    Icy wandered around, taking in the sights and sounds.  Food was the last thing on his mind, but his body raised the apple to his mouth almost by itself, responding to some natural, Darwinian urge to eat now lest famine strike or better herbivores clear the food away.
    *chom-*
    “Owwwwww!”
    Icy blinked.  The apple...was moving.
    “Sorry.  Mimic no think anyone eat *apple* at this festival.  Everyone sell and eat junk food, so far as Mimic see.”
    Icy examined the apple from all sides, trying to find a face, but the only distinguishing features were his own tooth marks.  “Mimic!  I was hoping you’d come.”
    A very tiny, worm-like Dratini poked its head out of a hole, hidden by the shadows at the apple’s top.  “Mimic see many people head to Celadon, so Mimic come see what happen.  Hear something about auction.”   Mimic’s left eye narrowed, and he looked straight at the pikachu.  “Icy no for sale, Mimic hope.”
    Tauras was walking around Celadon, looking to see if anyone was auctioning off a cool pokémon.  He soon saw someone selling a Wartorle.   “17,000 dollars!” yelled Tauras.  “17,000!  Sold,” said the man.  Tauras went up to the man and gave him the money.  The man handed him the pokéball with Wartorle in it.
    Tauras looked at his wallet, still a lot of money left.
    He smiled and continued walking.  He saw some other pokémon being auctioned off, but none that he wanted.  He saw someone auctioning a Vileplume.
    He had to fight a little for it, but he got it for around 10,000.   It was really packed, but Tauras couldn’t see any fights.  He didn’t want to spend any money today, but kept looking.

To Be Continued…

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