Unlikely companion [Pokemon backstory] Chap. 1

So, this is my personal theory on how Nanu became Acerola's 'uncle'. Now, this is not a Nanu x Acerola- I can honestly say I hate that ship (Along with a bunch of other ships), so if you don't mind, please do not take it as that. 

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Nanu walked steadily down the dirt road, his hands shoved in his pockets. He walked silently back to his home. He stopped and turned his head. Snuggled in the crevice of a Pokemon center, was a girl. She had long and messy violet hair that covered most of her face. She wore a ragged cloak, stitched from different cloths. Nanu felt a stab of sympathy in his heart. He waved it off. This was just some random girl, why should he feel for her? 

"Tsk, I almost feel bad for you..." He lied, trying to cover his empathy. The girl looked up at him. She had looked as if she had been crying. His face wavered but nonetheless, he continued walking, trying to block the girl from his mind. He went against what his mind told him and looked back. There, the girl watched him only standing at 4'1. Her gaze sent chills down his spine. He groaned and turned around. He practically stomped back, before picking up the girl and slinging her over his shoulder. He couldn't figure out what compelled him to do this, but he did. 

"H-hey! Let me go, you old man!" The girl shouted hoarsely, her throat obviously dry from lack of water. He didn't respond and continued to walk down the path. She punched his back for the first few minutes before she gave up. She spoke up as he entered the Ula'ula meadow. 

"Where are you taking me?" She asked, her voice cracking a bit. He sighed, before responding. 

"I'm taking you to my home... I'm the Kahuna after all, and I can't let my people suffer..". She paused. She didn't realize he was the Kahuna! She was shocked that such a grumpy old man would be crowned Kahuna(Note; Kahuna is island king/queen in Japanese). The two of them were silent for the rest of the way, both of them swaying gently as he took each step. He abruptly set her back onto her feet. As she turned, she was greeted by a police station. 

"This... This is your home?" She asked in confusion. He nodded with a quick 'Mhm' and pulled out some keys. He unlocked the doors, holding them open for her. She looked inside, before fully walking inside. She stared at the scene. There was a small kitchen, two couches, a small work area sand most importantly, there were Meowths. Tons of them. Of all the things she expected, this was at the bottom of her list. She heard the door close behind her. 

"So kid, what's your name...?" He inquired, his back returning to it's hunched over position.

"My.... My name?" She looked at him with confusion. She was never given a name. "I... I don't have a name" She followed up with. He sighed.

"Well I can't keep calling you kid" He sneered mockingly. He stared at her. "Hm.... How about Acerola?" He suggested. She didn't have anything else better to name herself with. 

"Ok...."