Rather.since I was there, I figured I'd pay my favorite little Rival a friendly visit before doing anything. I selected my save file and saw that I had saved right in front of the Pokémon League, which was good considering I planned to challenge them straight away anyway. Not that it mattered- and quickly inserted the red cartridge, excited to see my old, completely unbalanced Pokémon team. I located my DS -I misplaced my GBA SP quite a while ago.
It wasn't even dusty, the cloth protection of a bunch of unused socks kept it safe from any damaging elements, which in turn answered the question as to why I had placed it in my sock drawer in the first place. As I suddenly got the urge to play it one day after watching the Jirachi Wishmaker movie, I found it neatly tucked away in my sock drawer in the exact same corner in which I had left it. It had been quite some time since I played my Ruby game a few years, at least, but I never once misplaced it. I wasn't beating him mercilessly I was helping him get better. The way he accepted his defeat at my character's hands with the vow to try harder made me feel like I was a motivator of some sort. He's just a sweet, innocent little boy who wants to be a good Pokémon trainer.
He doesn't seem to have any emotional hang-ups he's not arrogant, he doesn't constantly call you weak, he's not a hyperactive annoyance, and he's not trying to deceive you even for the smallest amount of time. You remember Wally, right? The cute little boy who served as your rival in Pokémon Ruby, Sapphire, and Emerald? Yeah, he's easily one of my favorites. The experience I'm about to recount to you is quite short, unfortunately, but I remember it quite vividly.
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