Something really weird just happened.
So, uh... Yesterday, I was just wandering around the bushes at the outskirts of Pallet Town, when I heard twigs snapping behind me, and when I looked towards the sound, I saw a Bulbasaur.
It looked awfully familiar, and I could tell it recognized me too. It immediately started freaking out and mumbling nervously, and it called for its trainer. When its trainer stepped into the shrubbery to see what Bulbasaur was complaining about, I was stunned.
The trainer was a little boy around 12-13 years old with blue eyes and black hair. He wore blue jeans, a green cap, and a green vest over a white T-shirt. The trainer was Green, exactly how he had been when I first met him and before he had gone insane.
After we made eye contact, Green stumbled backward, and frantically dug through his backpack, before pulling out a Great Ball and throwing it at me. I was far too stunned to make any attempt of escape, and before I knew it, he had captured me.
Judging by the way he reacted to me, I could tell he didn't recognize me. But why did his Bulbasaur (who had been dead for 27 years) recognize me?
He brought us to his house, which was run down after having been abandoned for many years. He oddly didn't seem to mind.
After arriving, he began sending out all of his Pokémon, one by one. First Bulbasaur, then me, then a Chikorita, and finally... my brother? I recalled having not seen him for a while, and being distracted by a Ratatta before finishing that thought.
We all got to know eachother, and then Green triumphantly took a photo of all of us with a severely outdated camera. He had to lure the Chikorita with a treat in order to get it to co-operate, but it didn't work out very well.
Any thoughts? I sincerely don't know what to do here.