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Chapter 5 – Going to the Cyndaquil colony A small bell announced the arrival of Michael and Andy in the small grocery store, where nurse Joy had directed them to. Michael looked around and examined the shelves, with his Cyndaquil standing right behind him and carefully peeking around his legs. There were fresh fruits and vegetables, dairy products, cheese, meat, bread, alcohol, all kind of different foods. There was also stuff like soap, hygiene supplies and magazines. When he noticed his uncle was moving through the grocery store, he followed him and together they walked towards the counter. A woman in her late thirties / begin forties, with long black hair and a pair of glasses on her nose, was standing behind the counter and watched them approach. “Good day,” Andy greeted her. “I’m professor Andrew Bansing and this here is my nephew Michael. We’re Pokémon trainers and we were hoping your husband is at home, we would like to ask him some questions about Cyndaquil.” “Charlie knows a lot about Cyndaquil,” the woman said with a smile. “I’m Naomi, my husband is back there.” Naomi gestured towards a door with the label ‘private’. “Thank you,” Andy said and together with his nephew he walked to the door that would give them entrance to the rest of the house. Even though Michael wasn’t sure as to where they had to go, Andy had no such problems and just followed the corridor to what he hoped would be the kitchen or the living room. And sure enough, after opening a door they entered the kitchen, where a man was sitting at the kitchen table. Charlie was a man in his early forties, with short black hair and a beard and moustache in the same colour. “I take it you’re Charlie,” Andy started the conversation and reached out with his hand. “I’m Andrew Bansing, professor and Pokémon trainer. But call me Andy.” “I’ve heard that name before,” Charlie said, as he took Andy’s hand to shake it. “I’ve read some articles of you.” “Aha! Always nice to meet a fan!” Charlie chuckled politely and he turned his attention to Michael and his Cyndaquil. “This boy is a trainer as well, I presume?” “And not just any trainer, he’s my nephew! For that reason alone he can be called one of the best trainers around!” “Really uncle?” Michael sighed. “We’ve been there already, I don’t have a party or badges to make that claim.” Andy grinned, but didn’t respond to that. Charlie had a friendly smile for Michael, but soon turned his attention to the Cyndaquil standing behind Michael. “This one is yours?” Charlie asked Michael and he stood up from where he had been sitting, so he could walk over to the Cyndaquil. The Cyndaquil noticed the strange man approach and hid some more behind Michael’s legs, trying to make himself smaller then he already was. “Yes, he’s a bit timid,” Michael said apologetically, looking down at his Cyndaquil. “That’s alright,” Charlie said, turning to Michael as he spoke. “My starter was a Cyndaquil as well, I got him from professor Elm. I started my travels in the Johto region, before settling down here. Would you like to meet him?” “Sure would!” Charlie smiled and took a Pokéball from his belt. “Well, he’s not exactly a Cyndaquil anymore...” The Pokéball opened and released it’s content in a white light. When the light faded, it revealed a large Typhlosion. The small Cyndaquil looked up in awe, but stayed in the safe area behind Michael’s legs. “How far is your Cyndaquil?” Charlie then asked. Michael looked down at his Cyndaquil. “Well, he knows Ember and Quick Attack, but we haven’t really been in a lot of battles yet.” “Oh, don’t worry, every Pokémon will evolve at it’s own time and pace. Well then.” Charlie now focussed his attention on Andy again. “Why did you come all the way to my house, professor Bansing.” “Please, call me Andy,” Andy said as he pulled back one of the chairs to take a seat. As Andy was sitting down, both Charlie and Michael did that as well, as it was obvious whatever question Andy had, it wouldn’t be a short one. Now that the legs he had been hiding after moved away, Lytse hurried after Michael so he could sit under his chair, from where he looked at the large Typhlosion again. The Typhlosion said a few words to Lytse in their Pokémon language and Lytse replied with a few words of his own, after which the Typhlosion came standing behind Charlie. “First of all, you are familiar with Cyndaquil?” Andy asked Charlie. “Sure am, I read a lot about them when I got my starter from the professor back in Johto and I’ve been doing that ever since. I’ve spent quite some time near the colony here on Evoru as well, observing them.” Andy nodded and leaned back in the chair. One arm was lying on his stomach, the elbow of his other arm was resting on his hand and his other hand was around his chin. Obviously he was thinking. “Have you ever heard about the legend of a Rainbow Cyndaquil?” It was silent for a moment and Michael looked from Andy to Charlie and back to Andy, as the two men were looking at one another. Finally Charlie nodded his head once. “Yes, I have heard about that legend.” “Do you think they exist?” “I don’t see why not.” “Is there one in the colony here?” Again there was a moment of silence and there was a serious frown on Charlie’s face. “Not that I know off,” Charlie finally said and Andy nodded his head. “The reason I ask is that a trainer claimed he had seen flames in the colour of a rainbow, but he didn’t see where it came from. I had read about this Pokémon a few years ago and when I heard that, combined with knowing there is a colony of Cyndaquil here, I started to assume there is one here. It’s the best bet I have to look for one. Has there been a double rainbow when it was raining and the sun was shining at the same time in the distant or remote past?” Charlie scratched his head and shrugged. “I don’t know, I haven’t kept an eye on that.” “Too bad,” Andy muttered. “That would have been another clue.” Now Charlie leaned forward on the table and looked straight at Andy. “Professor Bansing, what would you do if you came across one?” “You really are allowed to call me Andy,” Andy said, smiling a bit. “And I would study it, take notes and study it some more. Like any good field-researcher.” “Would you catch it to examine it?” Charlie then asked. To answer that question, Andy started by shaking his head. “I wouldn’t. I have a habit of only catching Pokémon I find interesting for a reason, personality wise. I have a party of four and have had that since years. Any Pokémon that is interesting, because it’s rare, will only be observed. That’s my policy and even though I know professor Maple would love me if I would bring a Rainbow Cyndaquil back, it’s not my intention to do that.” Charlie nodded and leaned back in his chair again. “You know that proving a legendary Pokémon exists, will spark the interest of trainers who do want to capture them.” “I am aware of that,” Andy said. “And I was planning that if I would publish anything, I would ‘forget’ to mention the exact location.” Now Charlie showed a smile. “In that case, Andy, I would love to help you look for one. I will take you to the Cyndaquil here and we’ll start looking for it from there, it’s the best place to start. To tell you the truth, I would love to see a Rainbow Cyndaquil. It’s one of those Pokémon that you just don’t know if they truly exist or not.” After this they decided to leave for the colony of Cyndaquil. Charlie had a Jeep and would drive them right to it. As Evoru Island barely had any roads, the only way to get to the Cyndaquil was either with an off-road vehicle, or by foot. Most trainers chose for the latter, but Charlie preferred the first and Andy couldn’t agree more. Anything that wouldn’t make him tired was great. Michael didn’t care much, he wouldn’t have mind the walk, but he didn’t mind the ride either.