April 1st
There was dead silence as the kid felt a slight tap on his foot, he knew someone woke him up, but his eyes were still getting used to the light in his bedroom. He felt another tap, this time on his shoulder, triggering him to open his eyes slightly. He immediately flinched and closed them once he was greeted by a flash of a bottle cap sprinkling him in the face, and that's when he knew that his brother's daily antics had continued.
"...What the f...-"
He was spanked from behind. Hard. All that could escape his lips was a sharp yelp before turning onto his stomach, his backhand pressed against his waist. He let out a sigh after hearing laughter behind him.
"I see your tiredness hasn't stopped you from being a dickface, Wyatt," he told his brother, his voice muffled by his pillow.
"You know what day it is, though?"
"The day where I fucking slap you for being a cunt and a half?" he sat up as he emanated a giggle from his girlfriend, Lynda, who he also noticed was in the room.
"Nope," his brother said bluntly, "Today's the day we finally start our journey across Kalos."
"You mean night?" the kid corrected, looking to his left at his alarm clock.
"Y-yeah, right, right."
The kid's name was Wilhelm Kronheim, age 16, born on March 24th. Today marked the day he, his girlfriend, Lynda, his brother, Wyatt, and his girlfriend, Melissa, were going to venture into the Kalos region, origin place of the ever-so-desirable mega evolution. The week before, on his birthday, he was gifted a case for any and all badges he would earn while on his journey, eventually leading up to the Elite Four.
"So like, can you leave so I can change?" Wilhelm asked Lynda and Wyatt.
"Sure," they both replied, reaching the doorway of his bedroom before a Riolu popped out from the left side, jumping onto Wilhelm's bed and into his arms.
"Riolu!" his pokemon exclaimed.
"I know, Lori. I'm excited too." Lynda giggled before finally leaving, along with Wyatt and Lori.
Wilhelm slid off his bed, standing up and opening his closet, revealing a wide variety of clothes. What to wear he thought, as he expelled his sweatpants from his body and pulled a pair of black cargo pants out of his closet. About ten minutes passed, and Wilhelm was packing clothes and other important items into a duffel bag. He was fully geared up in black cargo pants, a black t-shirt, and a yellow button shirt with the sleeves cuffed up to his elbows. He was accessorized with a black arm band and glove on his right arm, and black wrist tape on his left hand.
"Hey, you done yet?" he heard Lynda ask at the doorway of his room.
"Just about," he answered, hoisting the bag onto his shoulder and pecking her cheek.
"Don't worry about my clothes, I also packed."
Wilhelm walked into the bathroom and turned the light on, examining his short hair that he would kill to grow out, as well as his olive green eyes. He noticed that he had mild stubble on his cheeks and chin.
Finally, I grow some fucking facial hair, he thought. The hair was most noticeable on his chin and the sides of his head. He watched as the light shined onto his premature sideburns, and eventually turned the light off, walking into the living room, where Wyatt was playing Die Rise on Black Ops 2 while drinking coffee on the couch.
He slid over the sofa to greet his brother. "Well this is news. You're playing a game that isn't Fortnite?" he inquired in a sarcastic manner. Wyatt just shook his head.
"So what round are you on?"
"Twenty-three," Wyatt answered.
"You've been playing since before you woke me up?"
"Mhm."
Wilhelm moved closer to the screen. "You only have 350 points?"
"I spent them all on perks."
"You never store points into the bank?"
"Nope."
"Dude...You are missing out on a lot of time to kill."
"Whatever," he moved closer and inspected his in-game gun.
"Oh, and you should probably pack-a-punch that AN-94 and put it in the locker-"
"Okay, cool."
Wilhelm noticed Lynda sat next to him and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Hey baby."
"Hey," she replied.
"You fully packed?" She nodded. Wilhelm turned to his left, "You ready, Wyatt?"
"Yup." He noticed his Riolu hop into the couch with them. "You good, Lori?"
"Riolu!" she yipped with a wide smile.
He stood back up and headed towards his parents' bedroom to say goodbye to his mom, who was awake due to the fact that she had to drop his step dad off to work at this time. He creaked her bathroom door open a tad.
"Mama?" he called.
"Yeah?" she shouted. She was in the shower.
"We're all set."
"I'll be out in a second."
Wilhelm backed up and sat on his mother's bed for a couple minutes, glancing around the room until his eyes were fixed on a framed picture of his grandparents, mostly his grandpa. He was always stubborn as hell, he thought. Another moment passed before his brother and girlfriend walked in, just as his mom exited the bathroom. He stood back up.
"We'll be heading out in a minute," Wyatt informed his mom. She hugged her two sons.
"I'll miss you two with all my heart."
"We'll miss you too, Mama."
"I'll miss you more, though."
Wilhelm intervened. "You know you could just call us, right?" Their mom chuckled.
"Well," she started, "I guess you could keep me updated daily." They finally separated. "You both fully packed?"
The two brothers nodded. "All we need left is going to Melissa's house so she can tag along," Wyatt said.
"It's settled then," Wilhelm concluded.
The three friends stepped back into the living room, where Wyatt quit his game, revealing he had gone for 3 more rounds. Wilhelm opened the front door, letting Lynda go out first, then Lori, then Wyatt. He looked to the horizon, watching as the navy-colored sky meshed endlessly with pink and orange, staring at it for a while before Wyatt nudged his elbow to his side, getting his attention and snapping him out of his trance. With that, they finally began their journey towards the Kalos region...
