Hello, blazingalex here. So, here's the explanation; I received a PM from oZLunarWarrior of a what if. He asked "what if Chloe and Alex never met?" Chances are that he meant for this story to be in Chloe's POV, but I don't want a repeat of Time and Time Again. Instead, what if Alex never transferred to Pokemon University? I told myself millions of times that I would end this series, but this one is more of an AU. Hope you readers like it.
WARNING: Sexual themes WILL occur. This is rated M for a reason. I do NOT own Pokemon, or anything related in this story. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Pack Your Bags
"Arceus, this thing is itchy," I said. I sat on an exam table.
"Well, hey, look on the bright side," my dad told me. "At least it's coming off."
"About fucking time. I was getting tired of having to wrap my arm up before I take a shower."
"Hold still." He took a pair of scissors and cut a notch into the cast on my arm. He put the scissors down and started ripping the fabric off.
"Note to self: Do not play sports in college," I told myself.
"I don't think Unova Tech has a football team," Dad told me.
"Good. One less thing to worry about." Dad took the cast off and tossed it aside. My arm was covered with dead skin.
"Okay, all done. Just rub off the dead skin."
"They are going to give me a lot of shit."
"I'll take care of them. You just worry about packing your stuff up and moving to your new apartment.
I got back home in time to join Vanoss, Delirious, WILDCAT, and BasicallyIDoWrk in a GMod Sandbox game. No one else was home, so I was able to play without any distractions. I logged onto my laptop, got onto GMod, and connected to the game. Once I connected, I was blasted off of my feet.
"Surprise, bitch!" WILDCAT said.
"I join the game and already I die," I said. "Perfect. Fucking perfect."
"Awe, don't worry about it," a Pikachu player model told me. "It happened me when I joined."
"Uh, who's this?" I asked.
"Oh, this is one of my friends," Basically told me. "He wanted to join us for a session."
"And what will we be doing today?"
"Um, I-I don't know," Vanoss said. "Delirious, do you know what we're going to do?"
"Uhh, I think, uh, we are going to, uh, fly!" Delirious answered, pulling out an RPG and blowing us up.
I heard the door open a few hours later. I was in the middle of editing clips.
"Anyone here?" I heard my dad ask.
"Up here!" I called. I heard him coming up the stairs.
"Are they here?" He asked me.
"Haven't shown up yet," I answered. "They might show up soon, I think." Just then, I heard the front door open again. Two sets of footsteps entered the house, in a loud manner. "There they are."
"We're home!" One of them yelled, slurring their words.
"No shit, Sherlock!" I yelled back.
"Fuck you, Watson." The other one retorted. They both came upstairs. My dad looked at the two drunks. Todd and Zach. My two brothers. Both of them a few years older than me.
"Well, you two were out late, weren't you?" Dad asked them. They looked at each other. My brothers tend to come home drunk, but never this late. Frankly, I'm surprised they even came home. They are usually at a bar or strip club or something like that.
"Do you think he's mad at us or Alex?" Todd whispered loudly to Zach.
"I think he's mad at us for once," Zach whispered back, louder.
"You know it," Dad told them. "Now, you two get some sleep. You're going to need it when you help your younger brother move." Both of them groaned. They looked at me with displeasing looks as they went into their rooms. Dad turned back to me.
"Do you really think that was a good idea?" I asked him.
"Probably not," he admitted. "But at least you're earning your own money." He smiled and went into his own bedroom. I went back to editing my video and uploading it onto the internet. After it successfully uploaded, I grabbed my laptop and brought it to my room.
I climbed under my covers, propped the laptop into my lap, and opened up Tumblr. I opened up my messages and sent one to Winchester-is-my-trainer. We have been chatting over Tumblr for about a year now, and I only know that she is a Lucario named Chloe. I don't know where she lives, what she does for a living, or anything. She was just an online friend. Over the months, I began to grow fond of her. I began to love her. She wasn't exactly Miss Popular, but she seemed pretty cool.
We talked for a couple of hours, with her having to go to bed at around 1:00 A.M. I said goodnight and closed my laptop, placing it down onto the floor and resting my head onto my pillow.
I am actually getting out of this house and going to college, I thought to myself. I'm finally going to be away from Todd and Zach. I fell asleep.
My alarm went off, blaring the radio into my ears. I jerked up in my bed and looked over into the corner of my room. Boxes were stacked, towering over each other. I was finally going to move out. I hopped out of bed, and threw on some clothes.
One shirt and a pair of jeans later, I went downstairs and grabbed a couple of Poptarts. As I opened the packaging, my brother came downstairs, holding their heads in pain.
"Well, I'm surprised you guys are awake," I said to them.
"Ugh, please. Don't make us pound you," Zach moaned.
"Too bad, I'm going to miss that."
"If we could, we would," Todd groaned. They grabbed themselves some water and sat down at the breakfast bar. I took my Poptarts upstairs, passing Dad on the stairwell.
"Don't take too long," he said to me. "We need to get moving soon." I nodded and continued my way to my room. I opened up my laptop and checked the comments on my new video. As I scrolled through the comments, I munched on my breakfast.
"Hey, fucktard!" Todd yelled. "We need to leave now!" I closed my laptop and stuffed it into my bag. I then threw the bag over my shoulder and went over to pick up a box. I carried some of my stuff down as my dad and brothers came up the stairs to collect the boxes.
"Just put them in the back of the truck," Dad instructed me. All three of them went into my room. I went downstairs and outside to put my stuff into the white pick-up truck. I turned around and was face-to-face with a Deoxys.
"Do you mind?" I asked him.
"Not really," he answered.
"Well, since you're here, Caleb, maybe you can help us?" He instantly ran inside. The rest of my stuff came out with Todd, Zach, and Dad, Caleb trailing behind holding his head low.
"Don't you need any appliances or anything like that?" Dad asked me.
"Nah, the landlord told me the apartment was already equipped with such materials," I replied. "Plus, I think Gavin and Ray are bringing their some extras."
"You know, I don't trust them," Todd chimed. "I just don't like the fact that you are bunking with a Dragonite and some guy from across town."
"Oh, shut up, dipshit," Zach told him, whacking his twin on the back of the head. "At least he is escaping this hellhole. Whenever I try, you hold me down.
"I hold you down?! Who was the one who suggested to going to the strip club when we were supposed to go to an interview?"
"How was I supposed to know that the appointment got changed? No one told me anything!"
"I DID tell you! It went in one ear, and out the other."
"ALRIGHT, STOP!" Dad shouted. "You can do this later, but right now, we need to drop off Alex at his new place."
"Yeah, and it was weird that you actually stood up for me, Zach," I said.
"Shut up," he snapped.
After Caleb left, I got into my car and everyone else piled into the truck. We pulled out of the driveway, me in front of them to guide them to my new apartment. The drive took a few hours, plus the time we took to stop for lunch. By the time we got there, it was already 1:30.
Unloading and unpacking was easier than I thought. All we really had to do was to put the boxes into my room and set up a desk for my personal use. It took us thirty minutes time to complete this task. Once finished, I decided to take a picture of it and upload it to Twitter.
"Thanks for helping, guys," Dad told my brothers. "Without you here to help, we would have taken longer."
"About half an hour longer," Zach whispered to Todd. I fired a rubber band at him. Gavin and Ray came in.
"Oh, hey Alex," Gavin, a Dragonite, said. "Are you unpacked already?" I nodded my head.
"Well, glad to hear that," Ray, another human, responded.
"Well, we need to get going," Dad said. "See you later, Alex."
"See ya, Dad," I said, waving goodbye.
After Gavin and Ray were unpacked, they plunked down onto the couch and watched TV while I stayed in my room. I opened up my laptop and started to get my station set up. My mic was placed off to the left, my mouse to the right with a Unova Tech mousepad, and my headphones dangled off of the top. I sat down onto my chair and opened up Tumblr.
"Oh, hey!" I exclaimed softly. "A new message." I clicked on the notification and saw the note from Winchester-is-my-trainer. Chloe was always considerate and sweet to me. She told me that she finally moved into her dorm with her best friend, a Gardevoir named Hanna. But Chloe felt like that there was something wrong with Hanna.
'It's probably nothing,' I typed. 'Who knows? It could be that Hanna is moving into an experimental stage of her life. Let her be and if she tries to hit on you, be nice to her.'
"And...send!" I leaned back in my chair and sighed. Unova Technical College. It wasn't a great school, but I figured that I could get my G.E. done and out of the way.
With a groan and a few joints cracking and creaking like an old man, I stood up and walked into the tiny living room where Gavin and Ray were watching TV. I walked up behind the couch.
"Keeping up with the Kangaskhans?" I asked.
"No, Kardashians," Ray responded. "Human version of it. It's way worse." Both of their eyes were glued to the screen.
"Yeah, I'll bet it is." I patted the cushion and wandered into the kitchen. "What're we eating tonight?"
"We can order a pizza and play some Origins," Gavin stated monotonically.
"Again?" Ray whined. "Fine. But it better be Domino's."
And there you have it. I'm thinking that Alex's love interest will still be anthro Pokemon, but not a Lucario. Something a little more...hot. Remember to review and PM me if you want me to add anything to the story. Or you can Kik me: blazingalex666 More than likely to respond faster. blazingalex, out!