Friends

Topaz wiggled through the grass following the trail of her friend Carnelian.  The large reddish Growlith was running ahead of her.  Bouncing eagerly from one scent to another the puppy pokemon is excited to be out more or less on his own. 
  “Topaz! Isn’t this great?” he pants eagerly.
 “It is pretty good, but could you slow down a little bit? I’m having a hard time keeping up with you.” Came the muffled response from behind him.
  “Oh, sorry Topaz.” Whined the pup gently he lay down and folded his paws one over the other.  He waited for Topaz to make her way through the tall grass.  A few seconds later a head pokes through the grass, Topaz’s slightly curved head horn leading the way. 
  “There you are.” She said with relief, “Its hard to push through all that grass.” She panted.
  Carnelian looked a little bit sheepish he had, had no trouble getting through the grass with his long legs and hefty frame, but as he looked at his friend he was not surprised that Topaz was having trouble, she was small, lighter than she looked and had some of the tiniest legs he had ever seen.  He sat up and his tail began to wag happily as an idea came to his mind.  “I could give you a ride! You can sit on my shoulders like we do at home.” He yipped bouncing to his feet his tail wagging behind him like a pale creamy flag. 
  “Oh good idea! But how do I can’t get on if your bouncing about.  Can you lay down please?”
  “Yep! I can do that.” Said Carnelian happy to please.  He lay back down again and lay his head on his paws, but he could not still the happy waving of his tail.  Carnelian crawled up his leg to his shoulder, her slightly sticky foot pads tickled Carnelians fur and made him laugh. 
  “That tickles Topaz.” He giggled as she reached her perch. 
 “Okay, I’m up now and I think I am secure.” She said grabbing a hold of his neck ruff for balance. 
 
“Look Veta! New Pokemon.” Bubbled Arthur happily.  “And they look nice, can we go play with them?” the mew asked hopefully. 
  The hybrid looked up and got to her feet slowly stretching her legs before sticking her nose through the bush that Arthur was peering over so happily.  She could see a slightly strange sight, a Weedle clinging to the back of a reddish Growlith.  The Growlith was jumping through the tall grass of the open field with every sign of enjoyment, faint sounds of happy weeeing drifted faintly to Veta’s keen ears and her ears quivered.  She Arthur was a cheerful fellow and semi underneath her guardian ship, at least while they were away from their own ranch.  “Okay, we can go take a look but be careful okay?” she said finally and turned to look at Arthur, or more precisely where Arthur had been a moment before. Veta could see his pink furry tail shrinking away as the friendly fellow zoomed towards the Growlith and its rider. Veta grumbled and agilely leapt over the brush to run after the mew.
 
A pink blur rushed towards Carnelian and he ran to meet it.  “Hi! I’m Carnelian and this is Topaz! What’s your name.” yipped the cheerfully bouncing towards this new friend tail wagging madly. 
  “I’m Arthur! And the grouchy lady behind me is Veta.” Said Arthur just as cheerfully.   “Do you like to race? I love to race.” Said the mew giggling into his paws.  Veta stopped a few feet away from the circling pair, it looked like no harm would come to Arthur unless one considered playing to exhaustion harm, and she rather thought that might do some good even. She frowned a little bit at the mew’s introduction of her but had arrived too late to hear what the Growlith had said to him.
  “Who are your new friends Arthur?” she asked sitting to watch the three of them. 
  “Carnelian and Topaz! Topaz is the little cute one.” Replied the mew briefly before he and Carnelian rushed off.  Topaz blushed a little bit at this, not many people or pokemon thought bugs were cute, much less Weedles. 
  Veta sighed and watched them, “Don’t go out of my sight Arthur!” she called at their retreating forms. 
  “I, love to race!” yipped Carnelian as he charged through the grass.  Arther floated just above the grass the tops of the leaves rippling in the wind of his passage.  They played for what felt like hours to Veta and by the time they were done both Arthur and Carnelina were about ready for a nap.
  “Hey, don’t fall asleep yet! We still have to get home.” Reminded Topaz.
  “Same goes for you Arthur.” Said Veta. 
  “Okay,” the mew yawned. “See you again tommarow?”
  “Yeah (yawn) tomorrow.” Replied Carnelian sleepily.