Wrong Trainers: Come Play With Us
Cos' We're Wondering, What's the Fuss
Chapter 1: Moving In

Zoey the Gardevoir sat in her front garden, eating a cupcake. Her little brother, Zack the Kirlia was loudly running around with a toy aeroplane in hand.

She looked bored, owing to the fact that nothing ever happened in Vancouver, Canada.

The neighbour was not really the place Zoey wanted to be in. It was regularly patrolled by her schools "A-Listers", who took delight in tormenting the unpopular population of the neighbourhood. This, due to her "Above Average" weight, was a catagory she fell under.

Zack suddenly ran into her back, causing the poor Gardevoir to tumble.

Turning to her brother, she saw him bouncing up and down.

"Look, Look!" He yelled excitedly. "Someone's moving in to the empty house."

Zoey looked across the street, were an empty house had been for a few months. She had seen trucks bring in furniture, but that was about it. A Crimson Bentley pulled up into the driveway.

Out stepped a very old Zangoose. Zoey sighed. She hoped that there might be someone her age, 17. She really hoping for a new face to talk to, but now the house belonged to some old geezer. A car door slammed again, catching Zoey's attention.

"Look, it's a boy!" Zack shouted.

Zoey turned her back, and saw a very tall Sceptile, about 17 years.

-Over at the New House-

The Zangoose was pulling his Grandson, Spike the Sceptile, out of the car.

"Granddad!" Spike said as he clung to the seat. "Why'd we have to come here anyways? I liked it back in Landan."

Spike's Granddad sighed. "Hector…" he said softly."We came here to make a fresh start. To get away from all those horrible things that kept happening to you."

Spike nodded. He started to unwrap a Snickers Bar, but it was snatched out by Grandpa Z.

"Hector. I thought we talk about the sweets." Zangoose pointed an accusing finger at his grandson. "What did I say about eating too much candy?

Spike lowered his head. "To not to." he said, shamefully.

The Zangoose looked at his reptilian grandson sympathetically. "Hector, tell you what. Go take a poke around the neighbour, and hand out the invitations to tonight's housewarming BBQ to all the neighbours. I'll set everything up while you're out."

Spike smiled slightly. "Alrights Granddad, I'll takes a look around dis joint." Spike was given a stack of envelopes and his Granddad walked into the house.

-Back with Zoey-

Zoey looked at the new Lizard boy. He looked very lost as he wandered up and down the neighbourhood. Plus, he was British. Sexy.

Zoey also noticed that he was coming her way. Pulling herself out of the grass, she attempted to make herself presentable.

"Sups!" Spike said, his accent thick and viscous. "Me Name is Spike. An' you is?"

"Zoey" the chubby Gardevoir answered. "Did you just move here?"

Spike the Sceptile took a seat next to Zoey. "Yeah. Some crazy shit happened back in Landan, an' Granddad took me out of it. But…I Really Hate It Here!" Hector moaned. "Da cars drive on da wrong side of da road, da people are different, da weather is different, even da grass is different."

Zoey attempted to offer her condolences. "Hey." She said, patting his knobbly back. "Canada isn't so bad."

Spike sighed. "I know." He then turned to Zoey. "Hey, would your Family like to come to a Barbeque tonight at me house tonight?" Spike handed her the invitation.

Zoey nodded. "I'm sure my family would love to come."

Spike nodded. "Fanks"

Zoey looked back at her new friend. "Would you like to meet some of my friends."

"Sure." Spike said. "Why not."

Zoey hoisted herself up, and Hector followed suit.

"Come on" Zoey said to Spike as he followed her down the road.