Past: Viridian City (Docks)
No way man, this is something the little guy has to do by himself. he isn’t doing bad either, check him out. Fishing for a solid hour. “Hanging in there man?” He is surprised the little dude hasn’t flipped his shit yet. He is so eager to catch a pokemon. SawTooth figures it is the fear of water, but that is why he has a rope tied around Square, held in his hand in case the little guy lands a goddamn Garados.
It would be pretty sweet, but he doesn’t need that worry. So rope it is. So far he has caught a boot, a human skull, and sand. How does a motherfucker catch sand anyway? You aren’t quite sure but hey. Little man has skill.
While initially more than a little freaked out by the prospect of being so close to water, Sawtooth had made it abundantly clear that no harm would come to him. Since it was Sawtooth, the small robot felt no hesitance in trusting him.
So now he was casting out his line after catching it in his hoodie and requiring Saw’s assistance in removing it, teetering out over the edge of the pier as he was tethered to the larger robot by a length of rope. He mimicked the movements of the others fishing around him to the best of his ability, but his constantly shaking body scared off most of the Pokemon in the area; one man had even come over to yell at him for it, only to be scared off by the intimidating Sawtooth. He hadn’t noticed it though - he was too busy trying his damnedest to reel in his first Pokemon.
Hours passed. Squarewave was beginning to feel the wear on his near-perpetual optimism. Glancing back at the vigilant Sawtooth, he turned over how to bring up the topic of coming back the next day in his head, worried about what the other robot would say and think.
That’s when his line first twitched.
He didn’t notice it at first, too wrapped up in his thoughts, but when the rod nearly lurched out of his hands he was clued in. With a delighted whoop he braced himself and started to turn the winder, only a close call earlier stopping him from going at full speed. The line and rod both had been unable to handle the strain and had broken, prompting Squarewave to try and dive in after the Pokemon he had lost as he momentarily forgot his hydrophobia. For obvious reasons Sawtooth had flipped out just slightly.
“I got one!” he exclaimed happily, forcing himself to pace the speed with which he brought it in. Thoughts raced through his mind as to what it could be - a Gyarados would be cool, or a Mantine, or -
“Karp!” The orange fish flopped onto the pier, dull eyes staring blankly as it flopped around. Squarewave wasted no time, disregarding or completely forgetting the fact that Sawtooth had loaned him one of his Pokemon to aid him in catching his starter. With a yell of “I got it!” he tackled it, wrapping his arms around it in as tight a grip as he could manage. Panicked duly by this development the Magikarp tried its damned best to get free, writhing and trying to smack Squarewave with its fins. Eventually however it either gave up or forgetting that its situation was abnormal. The small robot proudly stood with his prize, hugging it tight to his chest. If he could smile his jaw would likely fall off.
“Yo! I did it!” He did a little dance, unable to pull off any of the moves he usually did but still attempting to. Walking up to Sawtooth he offered the fish up for inspection. “Checkit!”
SawTooth nearly flipped out hen Square dived after the pokemon, that rope was the best idea ever. Really, but he watched with pride as the little man reeled in the Karp, heading over with him and giving the little guy a fist bump. “You are gonna want to stick it in a pokeball man.” The robot flicks the cigarette towards the other fisher men, watching it bounce against one guys hat when square wasn’t looking. He rests a hand on his homie’s head. Proud of the little bastard.
“Come on, lets move back, don’t want it falling in.” He almost had to drag Square with all the excitement the little bot was experiencing. He reached into the bag and handed his bro a net ball. “Go on man, you earned this shit.” he’s need to help him catch a pokemon with a bit more of a wallop of course, but with any luck Saw could help him train it up into a sea dragon. He can already hear Square letting out a battle screech.
By the end of this tri, SquareWave would be a force of nature. Dirk will go down. A difficult task, but Saw has faith in the little bot.