Episode 3: Who Wants Some Pancakes?

[Harley Scarow]

As May and Drew are on professor Sap's motorboat, they head on to their first town in the Zuki region, Maple Town, so they can get ready for their adventures when they travel there. The sea was calm and the sky was blue, and every minute they were getting more and more close to the town that they have been waiting to get to for a while, since on the S.S Atlanta, the ship's route was ruined when it exploded, leading them to the deserted island in which more events occurred. Now they were finally able to use a motorboat so that they can get to where they wanted to from the start.

May looked over the boat. "Hey! There it is! Looks kind of cool . . . and lame if you ask me."

"I see that you have eyes," Drew taunted. "What's it going to be when we get there, professor Sap?"

Sap was the one that was captaining the boat. "You'll like it. The place isn't what you would call a city place, but one where you can relax your troubles away without having to worry about anything bad happening while you're doing so. I don't know if May's going to like it, though, since she said that she wanted a city place to hang out, since she was tired of seeing the same scenery for a long time.

As they got closer, they noticed that there was a large amount of trees that surrounded the town, more specifically, maple trees, as the name of the town states. They could see houses and parks there, with the houses having brown and green tones and the parks with relaxing trees that anybody would love to sit under and read a book. The port that the motorboat was going to get off soon had a sky-blue floor, with several types of plants on the ground, put there to greet the Pokemon and their trainers when they arrive.

"Not this scene again . . . " May moaned. "I'm tired of seeing plants and ponds and nature . . . I want to see a city for once!"

"I thought that you loved to be with nature," replied Drew. "Remember? When you were on that deserted island, I wanted to get off more than anything, but you insisted on staying longer on there."

"We had no choice," May replied. "We had to stay on that island either way whether we liked it or not. Besides, I thought that you would be the one that stays with nature. After all, your Pokemon have a nature theme in them. Like Roselia, which resembles a rose. And Masquerain, a Pokemon that can be found around nice and calm rivers."

The boat made it to the port of Maple Town and docked, as professor Sap threw an anchor to prevent the boat from drifting away on its own. "We're here, you two!" exclaimed Sap. "Where do you want to go in this beautiful town first?"

"I want to go to a place that has cheeseburgers!" answered May. "I love cheeseburgers more than anything, and at this particular moment, I'll do anything so that I can settle for one!"

"I want to go and get some pancakes so that we can have a proper breakfast, not one where you eat that much meat," stated Drew. "Besides, we can get cheeseburgers anywhere. Why don't we get something else for once?"

Professor Sap was delighted that Drew would want pancakes, since Maple Town was special when it came to eating something that had maple syrup in it. "Would you two also want some waffles and French toast?"

"Sure," May and Drew both answered in unison.

"Then lets head over to my house," said Sap. "My husband is great when it comes to making any kind of food. May, do you still want cheeseburgers?"

"Sure!" May answered. "Can I have cheeseburgers along with that other food that you're going to serve?"

Drew thought that May was acting rude. "You're acting like this nice professor has to do this for us, May. Don't forget that she's doing this for us."

Sap smiled. "It's okay, Drew. I like to put a smile on other people's faces. Now lets go and head over to my house, okay?"

Professor Sap lead the way, with May and Drew following behind her as they followed the road that looked as if brown sugar was thrown on it, and in a good way that you can see all of the beautiful crystals. Small gray steps were on the ground as the three stepped on them while walking, along with green leaves on the ground that added more to the calm scenery.

Professor Sap stopped when they got to a rather large house. It was three stories high, with the roof being a fall-brown color, a chimney with crimson-red color. The door had a window so that whenever one comes along and knocks on the door, another could see who it is. Silver paved stones led the way to the door, and there were several potted plants on the windowsill, possibly for the Pokemon that Sap and her family has, since she is a Pokemon professor.

Sap approached the door and dug in her pockets so that she can get her keys. She took them back out, empty-handed. "Uh oh . . . looks like I forgot my keys . . . "

"Looks like that's going to be some trouble," May moan. "And I'm so hungry!"

Drew was relaxed. "By the way that you're moaning and begging for food, I say that you deserve to starve. You were right, Sap, this town really is calming and relaxing me down with its fresh air."

Sap sweat-dropped. "How clumsy of me. I think that I should knock the door and hope that my husband is home." she knocked on the brown wooden door and looked inside the window. "He better be there, because I told him that I would be coming home today."

Footsteps were heard and someone approached on the other side of the door. "Who is it?" asked a rather gentle voice, but clearly heard, meaning that it was someone that was in good shape.

"It's me, your wife," answered Sap. "I have some friends with me- can they come in?"

May laughed at the fact that professor Sap used the word wife. Drew thought that May was acting immature, laughing at even the smallest things.

The door opened and the man that answered the door was seen. He was wearing a brown sweater and blue jeans with a belt. His hair was sticking up with sweat, which means that he probably just got back from some exercise outside. "Hi you guys. Who are you two?" he asked pointing to May and Drew. "Come in and I'll whip you two up a good meal."

May and Drew walked into the house. The inside had lodge furniture, and the entrance led them to the dining room right away, which got May's hopes up as she rushed herself to the seat, hoping that something would be served to her right away. Drew walked in, closing his eyes and calmly settling himself to a seat on the opposite side of May. The table was made out of wood and it had a vase of roses in the center, there to greet the people that sat there. The professor's husband gave her a kiss and hung up her lab coat for her, and she got onto a seat at the lead of the table, which had a more developed seat than the other ones around her.

"I want some pancakes!" May exclaimed. "With blueberries and raspberries and chocolate and cranberries and vanilla and EVERYTHING!"

Drew was annoyed at the way that May was acting. "May, can you stop acting like a little kid? You're a teenager right now and you need to act like one. Not a spoiled little kid that thinks that she can get whatever she wants whenever she wants!"

Sap didn't mind the way that May was acting at all. "I say that I like the way that youthful people act, Drew. I wish I was a little kid again. There's so much work to do these days that it takes up almost all of my time."

Drew changed his mind. "Maybe you're right. I need to lighten up a little bit- that's what almost everybody that I meet tells me to do," Drew smiled. "Well if you want it that way, May, then I'll get a cheeseburger with extra everything and hold the pickle!"

May was happy that Drew was taking Sap's advice. "That's the way to go, Drew!"




Syrus was in the kitchen, making flapjacks. He tossed them into the air and skillfully caught them onto the frying pan with ease, which would mean that he has done this many times before and has become experienced with it. Then again, Maple Town is famous for the delicious pancakes, waffles, and French toast that they serve there, so everybody should be good at it. "Here's a plate for ya!" he caught a flapjack onto one of the plates and threw them onto the wooden table that was next to him, skillfully without breaking it. "Now who wants to get the first plate? Food's here for DA first person that comes here!"

May's ears perked up like she sensed something. "Did I just hear the word food?" she was so hungry at the moment that even hearing the word "food" made her mouth water. She rushed to the kitchen with her legs in a blur and stared at the flapjacks mouthwatering. "Food! I'm so hungry!" she took the entire plate and tossed all of the flapjacks into her mouth, swallowing them all with one bite. "I'll get seconds, please. And maybe thirds if you have enough food and time to go!" she rushed back to the dining table, not even fazed at what she just ate.

Drew was trying to chill out, like the advice that Sap gave him earlier, but couldn't feel anything but disturbed that May would do something like that. "You know May, you should really get some table manners. After all, this generous guy is making the pancakes for you, and he's doing it for free, so the least that you could do is say thank you after you gobble them all up like that."

Syrus chuckled at Drew's remark. "You don't have to worry about that, Drew. I like it when someone eats down all of my food. After all, that already means that they appreciate it, since you don't always have to say thank you to show another person that you're grateful for what you have, don't forget that. Actions speak louder than words after all," Syrus put his left pointing finger on his chin in a thinking position. "Now how many meals do I have to make again? Let's see . . . a handful for that hungry May, one for that polite Drew, my darling and beautiful wife, my always going outside son Rick, and of course myself. Come to think of it, where is that Rick? He's never at home for some reason."

Drew was curious on who this Rick is. "Who is this Rick that you speak of? Is he good with Pokemon?" Drew was always trying to find Pokemon Trainers that could stand a chance against him, since he was a legendary Pokemon Coordinator around the world and there are only few that can last a round against him.

"He's my son, and a very good Pokemon Trainer. To be more specific, he's a Dragon trainer that has beaten everyone in town at least once," explained Syrus. "And he's pretty good when it comes to Pokemon Contests also. He entered his first Pokemon Contest a few days ago and beat it with flying colors. I'm not trying to brag about him though, don't get me wrong- I'm just telling you how it is." Syrus caught another flapjack on a plate and tossed it onto the table nearby him, which May devoured again. "You're such a good eater, May. It's nice to serve food for you."

Drew wasn't believing every word that Syrus said. "You don't have to worry about me not believing you. You're an adult and adults have more to do than to lie to other people anyways. Where is Rick at the present moment? I want to see the way that he battles so that I can take him down for the count."

May was surprised that Drew was acting so competitive all of a sudden. "I've never seen you wanting to challenge another person so much, Drew. Normally, you reject the challenges of the people that have known you for a long time. Now you want to battle a Pokemon Trainer that you've never even met yet?" May was getting ready to rush and get another batch of flapjacks to devour them just like she did the others.

Drew was confused at what May said. "I thought that you wanted me to act different, May. You've been pestering me on that for almost every single day. And I'm not being too competitive, I just want to check on the way that Pokemon Trainers and Pokemon Coordinators battle here in this country," Drew turned his head over to Syrus. "So where do you think that he is right now? I want to head over there and check on the competition right away."

"He's at Syrup Park right now. It's in Maple Town so you don't have to worry about going too far. When you get there, you'll probably see him trouncing another Pokemon Trainer in a Battle," Syrus explained. "Aren't you hungry right now? Why don't you get some food into yourself and then you can set your sights on battling my son later?" Syrus handed a cheeseburger over to Drew.

Drew accepted the cheeseburger and rushed it into his mouth. "Thanks *munch* for the *munch* cheeseburger," he swallowed it. "I'm gonna get going and head over there now, okay?" Drew turned the wooden doorknob and left the house.

Sap smiled. "I love to see young Pokemon Trainers that like to battle others. It increases charisma and karma in another person."




Drew ran out onto the sidewalk, walking on stone-steps on the way and passing the beautiful garden plants. He ran down the sidewalk, passing the people on the way that walked at a speed as if they had all the time in the world to get where they wanted to. Drew forgot to ask for the exact directions to get to Syrup Park so he was trying to find a sign that told him where. At the end of the first block, he saw a brown sign and read it silently to himself. "Syrup Park two blocks ahead . . . go for a nice walk in the park or have a nice relaxation time there with you and your Pokemon. Don't forget to visit our own Syrup Park arena, where battles are hot-red. Enjoy the beautiful sights there as you vacation all day . . ."

Drew learned that it's only that far away and decided to slow down a little, only jogging now. The road was already like a park so going to one in this town wouldn't be much different. There were people that sat down below the trees and had gentle conversations with each other. It was the kind of place where you could do anything that you want and not have to worry about another person saying that you can't do that. There were car roads, even though there weren't any cars around, and it looked like the black road was decorated with white glitter that glistered as you walked and looked at it, creating an effect that made the streets seem like a work of art.




Drew arrived at what was a tan-colored, four-feet tall gate. It was the kind that you could just leap over if you wanted to, but you shouldn't because that would be rude. There was a sign above the gate that told him where the things in the park were as he read them out loud. "Take the left so that you can go and sleep under the calm and gentle shade of the trees, sleeping the day away . . . take the right so that you can go on a nature walk with your Pokemon and experience the scene that you go. . . go to the center so that you can experience some red-hot Pokemon Battles in our very own Syrup Park arena, featuring our current champion, Rick!" Drew became excited for the battling one and ran to the center of the park, passing children playground equipment and running kids, almost hitting them but avoided them, not stopping to see the beautiful scenery that he passed.

There was a crowd at the center part and Drew could see a Pokemon Battle occurring on the arena, which was made out of wood blocks with syrup leaking out from the top of it. Drew examined the trainers. The trainer on the left was a bulky figure with a huge backpack, stuffed pants, a brown hat, and was tan, which would suggest that he is a hiker. His Pokemon was the Rock and Ground type Golem, made out of stone and had a head sticking out of the center of its brown and black body. The right side had a young trainer- possibly his age, having blond hair, red-tone eyes, a red blazer, blue jeans, and black sneakers. His Pokemon was a Sharpoile, a Dragon Pokemon with sinister red eyes, a yellow horn, set of razor-sharp teeth, red spikes on its back, black nails, body the color and size of a Charmander, and a sharp, metallic sickle for a tail.

The Golem was constantly pushing its body at the ground, sending rock particles from its body that were heading in Sharpoile's direction. However, the small Pokemon managed to dodge every last one of those rocks, by pushing its dagger-shaped tail onto the ground and using that to lift itself in the air with astonishing force for a Pokemon that size. When the Golem decided to use Rock Slide, an attack that caused rock attacks to fall from the air, Sharpoile stayed mid-air and destroyed the rocks with its dangerous tail head-on, avoiding damage. Sharpoile didn't get hit by an attack even once so far, but it didn't seem to amaze anybody that was in the stadium, as they were probably expecting him to win in the end anyways. However, Drew, not knowing Rick yet, was impressed.

Drew was wondering if the kid with the Sharpoile was the Rick guy that Syrus told him about, since the description of him being a young kid with Dragon Pokemon matched, even though this could be a coincidence. Drew asked a kid with a yellow shirt, blue shorts, and a backward blue cap to help him out. "Is the name of that battling kid over there Rick?"

The little kid looked at Drew strangely, as if not knowing Rick meant that you were living under a rock. "Yep, that's right. The cool Dragon kid over there is Rick. I can't believe that anybody that lives in this town wouldn't know who Rick is, after all, he beat just about everybody in the town."

"I'm not from Maple Town," Drew informed. He moved closer to the stage, deciding to get closer to the action and see what strategies would occur.

"Golem, use Rock Slide!" the battling bulky man ordered. "This should be able to take care of that little Pokemon in one shot."

"Golem . . . " the rock Pokemon said intimidating. It began dropping rocks from the sky that attempted to crush Sharpoile, but it dodged with ease.

Rick had a confident look. "Sharpoile, use your Slicing Wind! Cut that rock down to size!"

"Sss . . . " the sinister Dragon Pokemon began spinning, unleashing a force of wind that hit Golem, but didn't damage it that much.

"You think that's going to stop me from taking down that puny dragon?" snarled the bulky trainer. "I don't think so! Golem, use your Rock Vengeance!"

The Golem withdrew its head into the center rock and began spinning. Rocks were sliding, even though there was no slope, at Sharpoile's direction.

Rick was confident that this attack would miss. "You know what to do."

"Sss . . . " the small dragon Pokemon's tail began splitting into three tails, as if a card player split one card into three skillfully. The tails began to whirl and Sharpoile jumped. It charged back down and its tail destroyed all of the rocks, reducing them to tiny pieces of gravel as Sharpoile charged up again.

The bulky trainer was frightened that a Pokemon so small could do something like that. "No! How could something so small like that get rid of those rocks?!"

"You're the kind of person that I hate, you know that? You underestimate the power of a Pokemon that's lower-leveled, small, and unevolved and I consider that something very offensive to every Pokemon that starts out in their first few battles. Rick was sure now that he was going to win, so he made a grin and swept his hair backwards in a streak of confidence. "Sharpoile, use Triple Dagger Slash!"

Sharpoile hissed as it began to attack with the razor-sharp tails again. It jumped and hit Golem directly, breaking the rocks that Golem was composed of, even though they seemed to be as hard as diamonds, reducing it to nothing but a large pile of rubble as rock pieces were scattered on the ground and its head has fallen and separated from the rest of its body, almost dead from the battle that it was just in. Rick was declared the winner, and also greatly damaged a Pokemon, even though it wasn't on purpose, since he was in a Pokemon Battle and technically followed all of the rules.

The hiker returned his Golem, in its gravel-reduced form back into its Poke-Ball and forced his fists together, wanting to beat Rick down for destroying his Pokemon, but couldn't since it was a fair battle. "I can't believe that I could let something so small like that beat me and leave my Pokemon half-dead! Tough, I guess. Now I know how I'll beat little pipsqueaks like that next time," the hiker trainer left in a fury, knowing that his Pokemon was beaten by a pre-evolved one.

The crowd was applauding at the performance, but had a look on their face as if they were expecting Rick to win the battle in the end.

"That guy's amazing," one stated. "I wish that I could become a great Pokemon Trainer like him.

"That's right." another said. "He's famous around here for being able to beat Pokemon that are higher level and more evolved than his Pokemon."

Drew was also impressed at Rick's performance, but decided to cover that up. "Beginner's luck. Anybody could beat a Golem like that, since Golems are brawns, and not brains." Drew knew that the Sharpoile won using both brawns and brains.

Rick walked down the platform, which was made out of silver stones. When he saw Drew, he stopped right in that place, as if he had just seen a god or something.

Drew got the creeps. "Whys this kid looking at me like that? Acting like I'm a celebrity or something . . . " the truth was that Drew was a celebrity, since many people around the world know Drew as a household name.

Rick began walking towards Drew. Most of the people that were watching the last battle were gone now. "Is your name Drew?" Rick asked.

"Yeah . . . " answered Drew weakly. "Yours Rick?"

Rick nodded. "Let's battle and see which one of us is the best one here."

Drew was surprised that it would be Rick asking for a battle and not him. "Why?" Drew did want to battle him though to see if he could beat him.

[Harley Scarow]

Rick's voice became serious. "For a long time already, I've been wanting to face you since I've seen you compete in Pokemon Contests on TV. Now it's my chance to see which one of us will turn out to be the better one." Rick walked on the silver stones and entered the arena again. Drew followed onto the stage as well. Both trainers took out a PokéBall, preparing for the heat of the battle that is going to start.

"Let's make this one to remember," stated Rick. "You don't know how much this battle will be important to me, even though you think that this will be a regular challenge like your other battles," Rick was determined and his eyes had a burning flame of passion glowing.

Drew was confused at what Rick said, but still decided to start the battle. "I don't know what you're talking about, even though I know that you're a good trainer around these parts; that means that I'm going to go all out on you whether you like it or not!" Drew threw the red and white PokéBall. "Go Flygon!"

The PokéBall released the mystic green body, wearing red goggles, Dragon and Ground Pokemon on the arena, flapping its green and red scaled wings and landing itself to the battle site with a dramatic entrance, "Fly!" Flygon was one of Drew's best Pokemon, as he only used it whenever there was something big going on (With the exception of having it fly Drew in the air).

"You think that's going to beat me?" snickered Rick. "I think that you know what I'm going to bring out," Rick threw his PokéBall into the air and it released his Sharpoile in its sinister sight and blade-sharp tail. "The same Pokemon that beat another twice its size and twice its level is going to beat you ! Looks like this is going to be a fight of a Dragon Pokemon vs. a Dragon Pokemon. Of course, I'll win."

"Sss . . . " the scary Pokemon hissed.

Drew didn't underestimate the Pokemon and began attacking right away. "Flygon, use Steel Wing!"

The green dragon flew into the air, with its dragon wings glowing a silvery aura. "Flygon!" it then swooped down from the sky with its wings facing front as much as possible, shining in the sun as the glow of the wings, with Sharpoile getting ever close to getting hit.

Rick was confident that the attack wouldn't hit his petit Pokemon. "Sharpoile, dodge at the last moment."

Flygon was an inch from hitting the Pokemon, when it suddenly disappeared as if it was an illusion!

That must have been either a Teleport or an attack that always striked first, thought Drew. But Rick didn't even order his Pokemon to do anything; this must be some kind of trick that he's playing. Or maybe it's something that I've never encountered before. Either way, I'll have to be careful as that Pokemon has a handful of tricks up its sleeve. Drew swept his hair up, showing that he was impressed. "That was pretty good for one facing an elite trainer."

Rick ignored Drew. "I think that it's time to end this battle. Sharpoile, Blade Refection!" Rick had an expression that he was sure this would rid Flygon and defeat Drew.

"Sss . . . " Sharpoile's tail suddenly became loose. After a few seconds, Sharpoile's double-dagger-tail was severed from its body! *sound of metal falling* Sharpoile fell as if something has hit it hard.

Drew was astonished that a Pokemon attack could actually hurt its body, but wasn't going to wait to see what would happen next. I can't underestimate this Pokemon; instead I better get rid of it before it gets rid of me somehow! Drew thought to himself. "Flygon, use your Red-Eyes Laser!"

Drew's Flygon's red eyes began glowing a crimson color and energy appeared to be charging from there. When there was enough energy, it released a double beam from the eyes, targeting the Sharpoile that was on the ground and appeared to be a helpless target. "Fly!" it yelled intensely as the beams were released.

Suddenly a clear dome appeared and surrounded Sharpoile, blocking the attack from Flygon.

Drew was shocked that the helpless Pokemon managed to defend itself. "H-How did you do that?"

Rick sighed. "I thought that you of all Pokemon Trainers would know what that is. See the tail blades that it dropped? It was able to create a mirror that managed to generate a barrier to block your attack. Not only that, but I think that you're going to be surprised on what those mirror blades that Sharpoile dropped are going to do to the 'so called' powerful Flygon of yours. Then you're going to wish that there was a Pokemon Center in this town to heal it afterwards."

What Rick just said was true! The tails began glowing on the ground and casted a reflection of the Sharpoile, which was also on the ground. After that, something seemed to be coming out of the ground, but while it was doing so, a glow was so bright that Drew couldn't see what was happening.

"Ahh!" Drew shouted, protecting his eyes from the blinding light that surrounded it. "What's happening to that Pokemon of yours?"

The light began to fade away slowly, revealing the Sharpoile that was on the ground. After it completely faded away, Sharpoile was completely healed and there was . . . two other Sharpoile next to it, the two having a monochromatic body that seemed to have an emotionless face as it looked at the Flygon, while the original one was angry at it.

Rick chuckled. "Let's go."

Drew was terrified and stumbled as he talked. "F-Flygon . . . use y-you your Dragon Claw!"

The Pokemon did as it was said, as its sharp claws glowed red and attempted to slash the three Sharpoile, only to have its attack miss by the speedy Pokemon.

The triple-Sharpoile began to jump randomly around the stadium, at such an amazing rate that they seemed to be teleporting around the field. One stopped when it rushed up to Flygon and slashed it in the face, dazing Flygon and knocking it down into the ground.

Drew was scared. "No!" he knew that there was nothing that he could do so that he could stop the next attacks that were going to hit his poor, defenseless Flygon on the ground.

The other two Sharpoile vaulted, then jumped on top of Flygon's body and began slashing away at it, making the poor Pokemon suffer from a barrage of nonstop attacks that were to soon knock it out.

Rick closed his eyes, knowing that victory was certain for him and his Pokemon. "You know, I have to say that you're a pretty good Pokemon Trainer, Drew. After all, you're one of the few trainers around here that can last even a minute against me. But the tales that I heard as you being a legendary coordinator, I don't think that the stories are true about you."

Drew was mad that Rick would petrify him like that. "This isn't a fair battle . . . there has to be something bigger behind this!"

"Well there's not. All that this takes is practice."

The Sharpoile continued to slay the dragon, and once it couldn't take anymore, it leaped off Flygon, leaving the defeated Dragon and Ground Pokemon fainted with the squiggly-eyes and heavy scratch marks that almost seemed to sever its body parts.

Drew was shocked at the condition of his Pokemon and ran over to it to see if it was okay. "Flygon . . . I'm sorry for what I put you through . . . that was a good battle Flygon and I appreciate the effort that you put into the battle against that powerful Sharpoile. It wasn't your fault at all; you were just overwhelmed," Drew took out Flygon's PokéBall and it released a red laser, returning Flygon back. "You deserve a nice long rest."

"Well if you want to face off against me, then you better not rest unless you want to lose!" smirked Rick. "Later, wannabe. And what do you mean that it wasn't your Flygon's fault? If you trained that Flygon well enough, then it would have been able to beat my Pokemon, don't you know that? So I say that it was both you and your Flygon's fault!"

Drew was angered that Rick would say something like that, but knew that it was true, despite the training that he has put into his Pokemon all of these years. I must have gotten too overconfident. I even think that I underestimated somebody today. "I guess you're right . . . see ya . . . "

Rick walked off without replying.

Drew was on the ground, in deep thought over the battle that he just experienced. "This is something that I have to think about . . . I can't believe that something like this could happen . . . "

The sky was an orange-yellow and the sun was beginning to set, ending the day. Gentle falling leaves flew where Drew was, causing a breeze that lifted his green hair. The winds of change were going through Drew's cool, calm, and collected body, with the fact of having a new rival to beat, and a new burning will of determination set him off, as he walked through the near vacant park with plans on how he is going to train when night hits the town.

Drew's expression became a smile. "Time to train."

[Torchic23]

they were getting more and more close

You may want to make it:
"they were getting closer and closer"

possibly for the Pokemon that Sap and her family has, since she is a Pokemon professor.

Your story is in past tense form, it should be said like this:
"possibly for the Pokemon that Sap and her family had, since she was a Pokemon professor."

"Hi you guys. Who are you two?" he asked pointing to May and Drew. "Come in and I'll whip you two up a good meal."

May and Drew never introduced themselves, I doubt May would ever refuse to introduce herself! Might want to add that in there

Syrus was in the kitchen, making flapjacks

Wait a sec, Syrus never introduced himself, you might get some of your readers confused with who that is!

You don't have to worry about that, Drew. I like it when someone eats down all of my food. After all, that already means that they appreciate it, since you don't always have to say thank you to show another person that you're grateful for what you have, don't forget that. Actions speak louder than words after all

Great line, that's really good! ^^

a handful for that hungry May, one for that polite Drew

They never introduced themselves, how does Syrus know their names?

wheather you like it or not

Spelling error, you put wheather when it's supposed to be "whether"

that always striked first

that always struck first

Ok, enough with that, great job with the new chapters, very good, that Rick is a total jerk, I hope Drew beats him good next time! I hope my tips helped ya!