I'll say it right away: If you're in a hurry, go ahead and skip to the last chapter. Everything before there is extra story about Max actually getting his Trainer ID, getting to Izabe Island, that stuff. So if you're the kind of guy who skips to the last page of the book, go ahead, you won't miss much.
Or you could tough it out and read the whole story. Which I would appreciate. Read and Review!
Max had grown. It had been three years since he had made that promise out in front of the Pokecenter. In that time, he had been traveling with Ash, and when the trainer went on to Johto Max had gone home to Petalburg.
Life went on; He went to trainer schools, explored the Petalburg woods, and spent a lot of time at the library. He was learning all he could about the Pokemon he hoped to catch and befriend one day – but more than anything number 280 and its evolutions. The age of ten was approaching, and Max would be ready.
Finally the day came. When he woke up early on his tenth birthday, Max was greeted by a delicious breakfast with his family, before picking up his bag and wheeling his bike out of his home's shed. His sister May's bike was already out front, and its owner ready to go. As the sun cleared the trees around Petalburg the two siblings were riding out on route 102.
The three years had done little to Max's appearance. Even though he was about a head taller, the boy was still very much a boy. He still wore green-striped sneakers, still wore a green t-shirt and brown pants, though now he preferred jeans to shorts. Black glasses still covered his black eyes. He was stronger, having climbed through every part of Petalburg Forest, but his face was still a young one. And Max was still knowledgeable about Pokemon far beyond his years, more than ready and eager to begin his Pokemon Journey.
May had come from Johto two days ago to see Max off on his journey. She wouldn't miss it for the world! When she had arrived home, the first thing she did was run up to Max's room and give him a hug.
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"Hey Max! How's my trainer-to-be?"
"About to have a chair indented in his back."
May gasped and stepped back. "Oops, sorry!" Max had been sitting at his desk, and when May had hugged him from behind, his back was pressed into the chair. Rubbing his back, the young boy stood up, before properly returning the hug.
"It's good to see you May. How are your contests going?"
The coordinator beamed. "I love it! There's always someone to challenge, and most of them have an interesting way to show off their Pokemon. Come to think of it, I never told you did I? Remember that Eevee that I hatched from an egg?"
Max chuckled. He could never forget that energetic little furball. "Of course I do!"
"Look at this, he evolved!" May said, taking a Pokeball out of her bag. She tossed it up in the air, opening it. A blue mist rushed out and took shape as a small sky-blue Pokemon with diamond-shaped ears.
"Glae?" The Glaceon looked up at Max, then at his trainer, then back at Max.
"Aw come on Glaceon, you remember my little brother don't you?"
That did it. Glaceon's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped at Max.
"Whoah!" Max caught the Pokemon, expecting an attack. Instead, he held an ice-type that was smiling at him and cuddling his chest. "Glae, glae!"
May put her hands on her hips and said, "Well, looks like he liked you more than I thought."
Max put down the Glaceon, who immediately started sniffing around the room. The boy said, "Eeveelutions are almost always loyal to their trainers, I guess that goes for their family too. I wonder, does he ever freeze your food?"
"Ceon! Glae, glaceon!" Both humans turned their heads. Glaceon was standing on Max's bed, with a grin on his face. He was nodding enthusiastically.
May scratched the back of her head. "Yeah, sometimes. I think he gets some kind of sick pleasure out of it!"
Glaceon laughed and kept exploring Max's bedroom, while the two siblings talked.
Guess why I'm capping it off here. Yet again, a simple oneshot ballooned. Ah well, read on!
