(A/N) Hello! This idea is actually quite old. I wrote the first half of this chapter about two years ago! When I found the file in my computer, I really wanted to try writing it again.

But because of this, I hope you can understand that the writing may be different in beginning.

This is also an AU story. There aren't any Pokémon and most of the characters are older than their anime debut ages. Also, to replace their journeys competing in battles and contests, they will be substituted with sport references (although honestly, I don't know much about sports either, ahaha;;;; )

I hope you can enjoy this first chapter.

Prince Penguin

Chapter One . Enter! Welcome to Erwin's House!

Kenny, a short brunette boy with coal colored eyes, looked around his room frantically for a certain scrap of paper. His untidy room became even messier as he pulled out everything out from his drawers in search of the object. Finally finding it, he let out a breath of relief. For just a moment, he became unstressed and calm. But that moment was over when he looked at the contents of his room scattered everywhere. With an exhausted sigh, he put the paper in his pocket and began cleaning up.

"Kenny! Are you coming downstairs to eat or not?" The boy's mother shouted to him from the flight below him.

"Wait! I'm cleaning my room!"

"Hurry up then!"

Kenny didn't understand why his mom was so fussy that morning. Honestly, the whole week she had been fussy. She had urged him to learn proper manners continuously from when he woke up to right before he went to sleep. It was almost as if she was trying to give him a crash course on being a respectable member of society and how to live by himself within those 168 hours; she had taught him to cook, to do laundry, and other stuff (that he felt he already knew how to do).

When the boy finally made it downstairs, a quick rasping noise came from the front door. Kenny made an attempt to open the door; but before he could, his mother stepped in front of him and finished the action.

"Mr. Jonessy, welcome!" Standing in the doorway was a somewhat old yet kind looking guy. His shoulder length hair was thinning and gray, and was held back in a small ponytail. The man wore circular eyeglasses, and he pushed the object up the bridge of his nose. Then, in a deep voice, he spoke to Kenny's mom.

"Hello Keira. It's great to see you again after so long! Now, where is the child?" The older male spoke in a soothing and pleasant tone as he conversed. Still, to Kenny, the random appearance of the old man whom he'd never seen before and was positive his mother never talked about was quite… odd.

"Oh, he's right here. Kenny, say hello to Mr. Jonessy. You'll be seeing him a lot soon."

With a suspicious glance at his mom, Kenny walked over and put out his hand.

"It's nice to meet you, sir. I'm Kenny." He greeted formally, although not as formally as his mom had made him practice. The primely suited man shook his hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Kenny. I'm Mr. Jonessy. Like your mother said, you'll be seeing me quite often soon."

"Why's that?" Kenny asked. They smiled.

"You'll see soon enough. Now Miss Keira, shall I drive you and your son there?"

"Oh, if you don't mind, please." Grins were exchanged, and somehow Kenny ended up in a fancy car with the two. He couldn't help but wonder where they were going, so he kept silent. Instead of pondering about it, he pulled out the paper from his pocket. At it's touch his cheeks warmed up slightly. Kenny sighed, then looked out the window.

Instead, he asked himself, "When will I see her again?"

After quite a long drive filled with Mr. Jonessy and his mother's small talk, the luxurious car came to a stop. Kenny couldn't help but feel confused as he looked upon the large building that Mr. Jonessy had driven them to.

"What… What is this?"

"Oh my! It's more beautiful than I thought!"

"Isn't it splendid?"

The auburn haired teen just gave a questioning look to his mother and Mr. Jonessy.

"Why are we here?" He asked as his mother cooed at the huge mansion in front of them. The older man smiled at the boy.

"We'll talk about it inside." Kenny sighed as the two adults avoided any continued questions and walked along with them as a proper-looking young man emerged from the house. The three followed him into the house, and proceeded to have a tour of the place. There were several rooms in various colors and sizes. Most of the clean area was like being in a picture of a Victorian house. All this wooed Kenny's mother and made the poor boy even more confused.

Finally, they settled in the grand dining room, and Kenny felt his head spin at all the bright lights.

"Well, I heard you haven't had lunch yet, boy. Come, sit. Lunch will be out shortly," Mr. Jonessy instructed. The auburn haired boy slowly nodded, cautiously getting situated in one of the large chairs.

"I haven't told him anything about the situation yet. Not even one bit, I wanted it to be a surprise," Keira giggled, sitting next to her son.

"Is that so? Well, it's quite simple, Kenny," the large man reassured him. With a smile, he gestured to the large painting of a man in a stiff suit, standing next to a throne-like chair that was draped with a luxurious red cape. Mr. Jonessy continued, "That is the great Erwin, the true owner of this house."

"Is he really..." Kenny muttered quietly. The tall stoic looking man's photo seemed to be everywhere in the house, often placed near beautiful well-kept lilies. It was a bit strange, really.

"He is also the crown prince of the neighboring country!" The aging man proclaimed. Kenny flinched and stared at him in disbelief.

"What? A prince?"

"Yes, isn't that great, Sweetie? We're in a prince's house!" his mother chimed in.

"His house? Shouldn't prince's be living in a palace or something? I mean this place is huge - like a mansion - but wouldn't it normally be more... obvious?" Kenny spurted out, receiving a rough slap on the arm from his mom. Mr. Jonessy laughed, not offended at all.

"You're right! But you see, they have this weird tradition there. The royals don't like to have their families as media victims. So normally they keep their children hidden with trusted families or off in different countries. They let them study there and use it as a way to deepen foreign bonds.

The children then have a choice on how to make themselves known by their 16th birthday. His highness Erwin didn't want to appear on the scene yet because he fell in love with this place, Sinnoh, and didn't want to go back. So they let him study for a few more years, but he ultimately disappeared.

Because of this, the royal family was crushed, and they seemed to have stopped that tradition there. However, after so many years, we have found him again! We were overjoyed! Although he evaded us again, to know he was safe was good enough for us, and we readied this house for him incase he ever returned," Mr. Jonessy explained. As he had spoken, various plates were placed in front of the three. At this pause, the man dipped his spoon into his soup.

Kenny then prompted, "So what does all this have to do with me?" His reply was his mother's laughter and the elder man's knowing smile.

"Sweetie, do you really not realize?" Keira asked, placing a soft hand on his arm. As Kenny shook his head, his mother smiled with a sigh, "Kenny, the man in the picture is your father."

The teen could feel his heart drop along with his jaw, and the silverware he had taken hold of fell to the floor.

"What?"

(A/N) Thank you for reading the first chapter!

I plan to make this at least a 10-20 chapter series. Hopefully I can update once a week.

Dawn will not be appearing for a while, and the chapters might end up being as short at this one...

I hope you enjoyed! Please leave a review of feedback or some criticism if you can!