Following Pallet Town's country lane downhill, Su Bai came to a river.
The stream burbled gently. With a breeze blowing and Pidgey calls drifting into his ears, it was wonderfully relaxing.
Suddenly, the wind carried two loud voices to Su Bai.
"Let go! I got it first!"
"I clearly got it first!"
"This Pokémon Ball rightfully belongs to me, the grandson of the Pokémon researcher Professor Oak!"
"Come on! Gary, that's no reason at all! I'm the one who fished up that Pokémon Ball!"
Here it comes!
Su Bai hurried toward the voices and found two boys, about eight or nine years old, standing on opposite banks.
One had a fairly pale complexion, wore a purple short-sleeved shirt and a necklace, and looked like an insufferable show-off.
The other wore a straw hat and had a sallow complexion, looking every bit a country kid, though the determination on his face far outshone the other's.
These two must be Ash and Gary.
Both held fishing rods, their hooks caught on the same Pokémon Ball.
They pulled so hard, neither willing to let go, that the already battered Pokémon Ball tore clean in two.
Both boys fell before they could react. With the wet earth giving way beneath his feet, Gary lost his balance and plunged straight into the river.
Seeing his best buddy fall in, Ash immediately jumped in to save him.
Unfortunately, neither boy could swim.
Luckily, the river was neither deep nor swift. They merely floundered in the water and weren't in any real danger.
"Totodile! Sorry for the trouble!"
Su Bai threw Totodile's Pokémon Ball.
Totodile sprang out of the Pokémon Ball and plunged straight into the water.
This little one could certainly be unreliable, like a naughty child who didn't know any better, but the more time