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(Cidni's still with us? She must be a quiet person.)
Finally getting somewhere, Gecko noted. He had read that Pokémon journeys required much walking, but it never registered to him that such walking would make one so tired. "Route 701: Don't bump into this sign. This means you" helpfully pointed out the transition into the route.

Now that it was proper wilderness, there were more Pokémon. A Pidgey pecked for food between stalks of parched-looking grass. A few Pidove watched them, perhaps hoping they would drop crumbs. By the road, a Lillipup, half-concealed in a hedgelike profusion of wildflowers, enthusiastically worried a limp Rattata. Gecko felt sorry for the Rattata, but it might be too late to intervene. He knew about ecology, but he still could not shake himself of his sympathy for helpless prey Pokémon.

Zip's Tackle was successful. After being rammed in the chest, the Machop pushed itself back up. It then ran and skid, concluding the maneuver with another Low Kick, this time in the front. Before Zip could rise, the Machop lifted Zip above its head. Gecko didn't think it was a move, but it did seem that the Machop had some strategy.

Commanding Zip to use Tackle in this situation was useless.

"Zip, try Growl!"

First, Zip whimpered. Then, the whimper became louder, resounding, before culminating in a bass-like boom. The Machop had to drop Zip to hold its hands to its head, approximately where ears were on a human. (It didn't have visible ears, so Gecko wondered why it did that.)

Zip landed on its feet and wagged its tail defiantly. "Now use Water Gun!"

"Mud?"

"You still don't know that?" That is a shame. It would be a good finishing move.

The Machop's arms, still held to its head, starting to glow with a surging pattern of white and orange. Gecko could not guess what it was, but it was probably something he should be worried about.

(Nope, it's not DynamicPunch. Machop's too low-levelled for that. I am using the orange and white glow to depict raising the critical-hit ratio of Focus Energy.)
"DynamicPunch?!"
Machop ran at the Mudkip. It feinted a punch at Zip's head fin, but unexpectedly redirected the glowing energy to its foot and kicked. Wisps of orange and white emanated from the hit, and Zip was flipped onto its back with the sheer force of the attack.

The Machop stood over Zip menacingly. A thin beam flashed from the Machop's pupils as it Leered at the vulnerable Zip. Zip curled up, its tail fanning around itself. Its chest looked bruised. Maybe that's because it entered the battle with half its energy. Of course it would be in this state at this point.

Machop lifted a leg, ready to use Low Kick again, as Mudkip's tail fluttered.

What do I do what do I do why can't Mudkip use anything other than Tackle...

Mud was splashed onto the Machop's eyes. It yelled in anguish, stepped away from Mudkip, and tried to wipe the mud away.

Zip opened an eye. "Mud?"

"That's right! You really did use a mud attack!" Gecko didn't care if it was Mud Slap, Muddy Water or Mud Bomb; he was just glad Mudkip did something.

Still, Zip was weakened. It did not attempt to rise to its feet as Machop was busy.

"Zip, get up!"

"Mud! Mud mud mud!" Zip replied defiantly, still not getting up.

"Quit? You can't quit."

"Mud...mud mud..."

"Speaking of mud...the Machop!"

"Mudkip kip mud."

"Do something!"

Zip merely grunted. It turned its attention on the Machop, which had cleared its vision by now. Its mud-plastered face showed frustration. It ran at Mudkip again. This time, it jumped above Mudkip.

Without a command from the stunned Gecko---who didn't even know if Zip could bear any more attacks---Zip's tail fluttered again, summoning mud from the ground.

At the apex of its jump, Zip launched a spray of mud. It was more powerful when Zip was consciously performing it, and the Machop landed in a heap on Zip. Its eyes were closed, and it was not moving.

"Er, what do I do...now?" Gecko asked Kit. He had read about what Trainers did before, but the information he was looking for was evading him.