A/N: I had a sudden burst of inspiration and I had to write this drabble. Inspired by the fact that grumpy Silver can totally have a cutesy Chikorita, if you start with a Totodile.

Silver dashed along Route 29, casting furtive glances around him and clutching the Poke Ball in his hand. It had been too close - Professor Elm had seen him, and the police would surely be after him now. He would have to operate stealthily from now on as he trained to become strong and collected all the gym badges. He cursed to himself for letting himself be caught stealing one of Professor Elm's Pokemon.

"Maybe that wasn't the best idea," he muttered to himself as he kept running. He shook his head. But what else was he supposed to do? He needed a Pokemon if he ever wanted to become powerful and feared.

The red-haired boy skidded to a halt as he approached a large stretch of tall grass. He knew that wild Pokemon lay in wait in the grass, ready to attack if provoked. He would need to send out his Pokemon soon. Silver glanced at his Poke Ball. He didn't know what Pokemon he stole, but at least it was something. He hoped it would be a strong Pokemon, though.

Silver looked around. There was no one in sight, and the country road was quiet, save for a few wild Pokemon calls. Behind him, the route stretched back towards New Bark Town, the way he came. In front of him lay the expanse of tall grass, waving in the gentle breeze. A dense forest stretched on the side of him, and, not wanting to risk being seen, the red-haired boy ducked under a tree.

Since I'm going to have to get through this grass, I might as well figure out what Pokemon I got, Silver thought as he pressed the center button of the Poke Ball.

The Poke Ball opened, and a white beam of light shot out of it. A Pokemon materialized in front of Silver.

Silver recoiled and frowned at the sight of it. It was fat and light green, with chubby legs and an enormous leaf on its head - so enormous that the leaf was around the size of the Pokemon's body, and its tip reached all the way up to Silver's chest. But what made Silver draw back in disgust was its face. Its mouth formed a small smile, and its eyes - its bright red eyes were huge! The creature stared up at its new trainer with its large eyes and made a high-pitched gurgling sound.

Silver almost dropped the Poke Ball. Why is it… he thought to himself. Why is it… cute?

Silver couldn't believe his horrible luck. He didn't do cute. He didn't like cute. He needed a powerful Pokemon, not a cute one! He knew that there were trainers who adored cute Pokemon, and he couldn't imagine how their minds worked. How could they stand such sickeningly gigantic eyes and tiny bodies?

The Pokemon continued staring up at Silver expectantly. Hesitantly, the red-haired boy took out his Pokedex and pointed it at the creature.

"Chikorita," Silver murmured, reading the name of the Pokemon on the Pokedex. Even its name is sickening!

"Chi-ka!" the Chikorita chirped, jumping up and down slightly. Silver could take it no longer. He sighed and pressed the center button of Chikorita's Poke Ball so that the Grass-type Pokemon turned into transparent red energy and disappeared into the capsule.

"Guess I'm stuck with this… cute thing," Silver muttered angrily, staring at the Poke Ball. He shoved the capsule into his bag and walked into the tall grass. He hated to admit it, but it was true. He needed a Pokemon for his journey, and a Pokemon was a Pokemon, despite how sickeningly cute it was.