Yes, Typhlosion8 is bored! And when I'm bored, I write random fanfics! Today I was playing Pokèmon Platinum, so prepare to go to Sinnoh!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokèmon!

Torterra stumbled through the park, wandering behind his trainer. Paul wasn't even sure why he was there. He could be using this time to train, and instead, he was walking in Amity Square and "bonding" with his Torterra, as the lady at the counter explained to him.

Paul couldn't honestly care less, but Torterra seemed happy, and ever since the semi-final battle at the Lily Of The Valley Conference, he'd been trying to be nicer to his Pokèmon. He wasn't Ash nice, but anyone who knew him could say that it was an improvement.

"Torterra?" his starter said, and Paul turned around to look at him.

"Yes?" he asked gruffly, and the Continent Pokèmon held out a small bit of brown fluff.

The purple haired trainer looked at it for a few seconds as he took it from Torterra's mouth. It looked like someone's litter that they didn't feel like throwing out so they had just dropped it.

"Tor?" his Pokèmon questioned, wondering if Paul liked it. Feeling awkward, he nodded.

"Thanks Torterra." he said, putting the brown fluff in his coat pocket. As stupid as the thought was, he wouldn't toss it out for a while.

Seriously?

Grabbing the black pebble from his starter, he sighed. That was the 34th item his Pokèmon had handed him today, and he was sick of it. The fluff, as useless as it was, was soon followed by a Glitter Boulder, a few Black Pebbles, a Big Scale, a couple of Thick Mushrooms, a Big Leaf and many more bits of brown fluff. Paul agreed to the first brown fluff to be nice, but this was ridiculous.

A man was standing nearby. Walking over to him, Paul hoped that the guy could tell him what he was suppose to do with all the stupid junk he'd gotten today.

Tapping him on the shoulder, the man turned around to look at Paul.

"Listen, I clean up around here, and I found this while I was fixing the park up. It looks useful, so why don't you have it?" he said, and handed Paul a Stump.

Looking at the Stump, he then looked up at the man, then at the Stump again. Something inside him snapped, because he threw the Stump at the guy, who ducked to avoid it, and stormed away, Torterra following quickly.

Torterra looked a little concerned for his trainer as he walked behind him.

I don't think he wants my brown fluff.

Short, but I feel good about it, so yeah. I never understood the point of the coloured fluff in Amity Square. I assumed that it's some Pokèmon's fur shedding and turning into little clumps that my Pokèmon find and give to me, and I use them for random things because that's what I do.

Goodbye,

Ty8