Story of the Farfetch'd master.
"Son, it is time," said the old man. They walked out into the meadow in search of what would be this new trainer's first pokemon. A wild rattata appeared and was quickly caught with use of an ultraball. "You can start out your days of becoming a trainer with this," said the father. "But, I want that one over there!" pointing out into the middle of the pond of island four where a small little duck was just floating around. "Son those things are almost extinct. They are called farfetch'd, and they are almost extinct for a reason from what everyone says." "I don't care, I want it!"
The father had deep regrets of getting this ch'ding for Dolan so it never happened.
Until that night.
"Hey, come here!" The farfetch'd looked at Dolan as if he was a full fledged retard or something. The farfetch'd slowly made his way over to investigate. "I got you this." Dolan handed the farfetch'd a leek from the kitchen. The farfetch'd grabbed the vegetable so quickly and immediately fell in love. It looked up at dolan. "Farffffetch'd?" "Yes, farfetch'd. Whatever that means. Will you be my friend?" and from that day on, Dolan knew he was going to bring this species of pokemon into a proportional existence once again.
i cri evrytiem.