DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN POKEMON IN ANY WAY OR FORM! I DO, HOWEVER, OWN THE STORY IDEA AND MOST CHARACTERS OF THIS STORY.
Seven o' clock and already the sun was out.
A clear sign that it's in the heart of spring already, many find it to be too early to out, about and busy and have pity for the poor sods whom have to get up early for work. However, these facts don't stop the fact that there are two teenagers, of which at least one is jogging willingly.
1 2! 1 2! come on, come on, get with it! Says the one in front towards his younger compatriot without even looking at him. The labored breathing of his brother says enough.
Easy for you to say, this is something you do daily, he panted out between his breathing. His face red with effort. "You'll have to get used to this when you are going to travel with me"
"I'll get back to you on that, now can we please just take a break!?"
"Fine."the eldest sighed "Five minutes.
The two brothers both sit down on a bench. The eldest, Guy Fossil, is 17 years old, has brown hair and brown eyes. Currently, he's wearing a green shirt with a poké-ball on it. A pair of jeans, held up with a black belt, holding five pokéballs. Black sporting shoes mercifully cover his smelling feet.
He takes his black with red highlights backpack, and takes out two water bottles.
His brother, Phil Fossil, takes the offered water en took a heavy gulp. He is fourteen years old, and has brown hair and eyes, like his brother. He is wearing a yellow t-shirt, red pants and a black belt. Based on the advice of his brother, he is wearing black shoes instead of his usual white. According to Guy, much time would be lost in cleaning them during their many journeys.
"So, phil." Guy said, stretching himself with his hand behind the shoulders and legs crossed. "Did you decide what it will be?
"Pokémon trainer. Not too hard with a good starter pokémon by my side"
Phil was beaming as he fantasised about how easy his first gym battle would be with his new charmander on the attack.
Or how how mighty charizard would make any opponent shake like a leaf.
"Well..." Guy puts himself in a more ordinary sitting pose, knowing he's bout to pop a bubble.
"You aren't getting a starter pokémon. At least not from the lab."
"What!? Why!?" The dissapointed teen asked
"It's too easy. Starter pokémon from a lab are trained to a certain level so they are stronger then most common wild pokémon in that area" Guy explained to his brother.
"Is that all?" Phil asked before taking another drink of water."
"Lab pokémon are rather expensive."
"then what about your starter? That one came from the lab, didn't it?" Phil said
"That doesn't matter" Guy said, somewhat annoyed by the remark
"Alright, relax. I'm ok with just a wild pokémon" Said Phil, emphasising "wild pokémon"
"Good" Guy took a large gulp and tried to think of something elsebefore saying to his brother:
"Break's over, Come on Phil!"
Phil Groaned before taking another good, final drink. "Alright" He gave the bottle back to Guy, who put them back in the pack with half remaining in each. The two brothers got up, (one more enthousiastically then the other) en continued their excercise.