A discouraged look crossed the salesman's face as he reluctantly handed over the pokeball. Solosis looked at me again, not with sorrow, but with joy. Mom put a hand on my shoulder. I looked at her face and saw an expression of pride towards me. She turned me around, and with the pokeball in my hand and Solosis by my side, we returned home.

"I want to name it." I told my mother after settling myself on the couch with Solosis nestled in my lap.
"What name?"
"I was thinking Zeri," I answered. "It means jelly in Japanese."
"Zeri is a wonderful name! " Mom exclaimed.
Solosis seemed to appreciate the name as well. "Okay then," I said with finality. "Zeri it is!"