Sixth birthday

Pokémon Narrative: Welcome bac-hey we are recording what are you doing here? Author : THIS JOKE IS DEAD. *takes out a gun and proceed to kill narrator* ok now that joke is over. Ohhh notes ok lets see, it has been six years since his birth boa bla bla bla today's his birthday see what happens.

Officer Jenny: hold it right there team rocket!

Author: YOU WILL NEVER CATCH TEAM ROCKET! Growlith USE TAKE DOWN. Wait what? AHHH MY KNEES!. Jenny: SILINCE CRIMINAL SCUM. Author: CUT TO THE FANFIC NOW!

—-6 years later Solomon's birthday——

An old looking man hits a boy his head.

Old man: Listen up brat you will pay attention and will train if you slake off or not pay attention I will stop training you.

Kid: Bring it on old man*rubs heads "ouch that hurts*. Yes this is Solomon and Rayleigh today is his birthday and he is training.

Rayleigh: I will be teaching you how to coat ships starting today. *Looking down at Solomon* So the first and important step.

——Rayleigh explains to a young Solomon how to coat ships——-

Rayleigh: enough about that today's your 6th birthday your a young man now what do you want for a gift?*he says smiling at Solomon*

Solomon: Teach me!*big round eyes with an arm held up high*

Rayleigh: I just taught you about coating ships you want me to teach you more?

Solomon: NO! To fight old man!*gets punched in the head again* ouch!.

Rayleigh: Don't call me old brat! *looking annoyed and smiling*

Solomon: That hurts old man. *holding his head over his ouchy spot*

Rayleigh: why do want to learn to fight? Your young you should go play with other kids.

Solomon: I wanna be able to protect people from be it pirates or Marin's when they attack us.*staring intensely at Rayleigh*

Rayleigh: so you want to just protect? Join the Marin's and protect everyone.

Solomon: NO the Marin's are the dogs of the celestial dragons I will not be a dog!

Rayleigh: and where did you learn about that?

Solomon: from the rip-off bar.

Rayleigh: hahahaha collecting information about the world already?

Solomon: enough talk old man train me!

Rayleigh: what makes you think I know how to fight? And even if I did why would I train you?

Solomon: I heard you were a infamous back in the day, If you don't train me I will go fight pirates and Marines right now.*gets up and starts to go to a Marin in the distant*

Rayleigh: alright brat I will train you a little enough for self defense *this brat really troublesome I need to short him out before he gets in trouble* But you have to help me with the coating no whining.

Solomon: bring it in old man I'm going to impress you so much your going to teach me everything you know.