"Are you a boy or girl?" she asked.
"Juniper, you know damn well that I'm a guy. What the hell is wrong on with you?" I retorted.
"Well, I have forgotten who you are, so please tell me your name," she droned. "Really, Juniper? My name is Dusk. You've known me all my life!" I was getting a bit angry and frustrated.
"Your Pokemon adventure awaits! Let's go!"
The world started spinning and I hit my head. I had fallen out of my bed and onto the floor. "Well, no more leichi berry juice before bed." I noticed a big present on my dresser. "What is going on here? That wasn't here last night"
"Oh, Professor Juniper dropped that off this morning. She said that you, Cheren, and Bianca have a big decision to make." My mom was standing at my door. "And by the looks of it, I'd say it will be important to get dressed now, since I suspect Cheren is outside the door."
As if on cue, a polite knock was heard. "Arceus damn it. Keep him entertained while I get dressed." I said as I quickly got out of bed. All I wanted was to look like I had some sense of time, which was even worse than Biancas, but I'm getting ahead of myself.
My name is Dusk Retinue. I am 18 years old and about 6'3" high. I have dark brown hair that changes to near black during the night because of the tricks of the light. Cheren is one of my best friends, and he is also 18 years old. He is slightly shorter at 5'10" and sports a black bowl cut with this one part of his hair in the middle that sticks up. It drives us both crazy. Bianca is our last friend and is also 18 years old. She is the shortest at 5'5" and is blonde, but is usually hid under her favorite green hat. She also is the only one not sporting glasses in the trio.
I pull on my favorite black t-shirt and black jeans. I barely get my green jacket on when the door bursts open and an orange and green blur tackles me to the ground.
"Bianca… I… do need to… breath." I struggle to get out as her butt is planted firmly on my stomach.
"Oh, sorry! I was just so excited to see what the present is!" She always was a bit of a ditz. She got off of me as another familiar person walked in the door.
"It's not nice to barge in like that. What if he was… indecent?" Cheren was always a bit of a prude. He could not even go to the school dances because of how the girls dressed in their shorts and shirts with their butts and bare mid drifts hanging out.
"Well, I have the giant present, so I'll open it since we're all here." I finally got a good look at it for the first time. It was green and yellow with a red bow holding it together. A fancy looking note rested on it and I read aloud:
Dear Dusk, Cheren, and Bianca,
I believe it is time for you to start your first journey. Inside are three pokemon to help you on this adventure. I hope you can settle this without resorting to twisting each others arms. When you have decided, please come by the laboratory to see me.
Your Mentor,
Professor Juniper.
"Well, how about we let Dusk pick since it was delivered to his house?" Cheren suggested as Bianca did a very annoying squeal that made us both wince.
"I get a pokemon! A real pokemon!" she said while hopping more than a spoink on caffeine.
I pull the ribbon and the box falls open, revealing three pokeballs. Three pictures rest in front of them. One was a blue and white bipedal pokemon holding a shell, another was an orange and brown pokemon, and the one my eyes fell to was the green and tan one with yellow around its eyes. The names were listed below as Oshawot, Tepig, and Snivy. Without hesitation, I grab Snivy's ball.
"Ok, who's next?" And Cheren steps forward.
"She doesn't care as long as she gets one. However, I get the one that I wanted originally." He grabs Tepig's ball and steps away.
"So I get Oshawot? Yay!" Bianca squeals again as she grabs Oshawot's ball. "Hey! I know! Let's have a battle!" and she immediately sends out Oshawot.
"Ok, but let's not go too crazy." Cheren sends out his Tepig.
Not wanting to be left out of a competition, I send out Snivy. It looks at me and climbs up my leg and onto my shoulder. What happened next would be the funniest and most awesome thing that would ever happen to me: It jumped off and tackled the tepig into submission in one hit. The oshawot tried to scratch it, but snivy was too fast and tackled it into my bed. It left a nice dent on the leg and I was impressed with and angry at my snivy for damaging my bed.
"Your pokemon seems to be better than ours… maybe I chose the wrong one?" Cheren said as he picked up his tepig. My snivy crawled up onto my shoulder again and let out a yawn and went to sleep. It fell into the hood of my jacket, woke up, and decided that was a better place to be and went back to sleep.
"I think it likes you." Bianca giggled as she tried to look inside my hood.
"Well, well, well. I see you three had fun!" My mom strolled in casually hearing the pokemon fight. "Dusk, I could hear that from downstairs, what happened?
"Snivy decided to jump off me and pile drive Cheren's tepig. Then he tackled Bianca's Oshawot into the leg of my bed." Mom looked and saw the nice dent in the wooden leg of my bed.
"Oh, I see. Well, you three had best be off to Juniper's lab. I expect she's waiting for you.
"But, what about breakfast? I haven't even eaten yet!" I say.
"Your fault for not setting the alarm. Now off with you while I clean up this mess." She literally pushed all three of us outside.
"Ok, so let's go to Juniper's lab and thank her properly for our pokemon." Cheren walked off towards the lab in the distance.
"Actually, I'm gonna go tell my parents about this. I hope they'll be happy for me." Bianca told me as she ran towards her house. I had a feeling I should go with her since I know her dad will be a bit crazed about her leaving the house, let alone the town. I think it is because one of his favorite pokemon was raped and killed literally right outside the town enterance by some houndoom. It was so gruesome that the bloodstains are still there. I walked to the house and calmly entered Bianca's house as if it were my own since they are so good to me.
I expected an argument. Unfortunately, I was right.