Emolsifier: I remember a while back that I used to simply love pokemon. the game and concept for the most part, I didn't take to the anime but the manga was like a drug to me. I used to wonder what life would be like if I had a pokemon and how I would find it. This is a story about that. most of the events here will be for the most part highly accurate about where I live and what I do, so... yeah.

Brother: don't give away too much about our lives okay...

Emolsifier: o.o; uh...

Brother: BRIAN!!

Emolsifier: roll the story, eek! runs from the crazed brother with a tennis racket

Another bright and sunny day, gotta love the first few rays of dawn alright. But for me well...

6:00 am is my set waking time, not questions or objections. I get up usually before the sun does in winter and on this winter morning I sleepily cracked my eyelids open to the dim surroundings of my room. My sheets still covered me and felt very very very cozy and comfortable.

Well I would have gone back to bed if I could have but there's always something that gets me up...

"Wake up!, wake up!" my dad yelled into the room next door. I could hear his stern but "gentle" voice waking up the girls next door to me. I told myself to get up, if I didn't he'd yell and the last thing I wanted was my eardrums being ruptured so early in the day. I get up, begrudgingly tossing the sheets off me as I stand up. The bed creaks loudly as I removed my weight from it's metal frames. My dad walks by obviously hearing me get up as he walks down the stairs to prepare for the daily meeting. I stand there, trying to get as much rest as possible while standing before turning to my bunk mate.

My brother, sleeping like a baby, looked so peaceful in his bed. an evil grin crawled up my face as I reached over to him. Seizing his sheets I flung them off of him as he felt the stinging embrace of cold air. The nightmare of every high schooler during winter!

"Argh... where's my blanket?" he groaned as he sat up to search for his sheets. He turned to see me standing there with a grin on my face looking like it was bloody Christmas morn.

"Brian... you're a bum."

"No time for that, It's study time." I reminded in my Doctor who voice. a voice that I used only when I was geeking out about the show or just being a cheeky bum.

We walked down the stair, the steps creaking as we noisily hit the landing. We turned to our left as we walked down the last few steps into the living room where the rest had gathered to discuss the day...

I walked out into the cold air of that winter morning with my heavy coat on. The plastic-like fabric crinkling like bubble wrap as I walked down the steps to the street. Snow had fallen the night before, wonderful white snow. I waited for my brother to emerge from the house before walking down the hill to the next street. My breath made me look almost train-like, the gray color of my winter clothing didn't exactly help that issue. My brother was a few strides behind me. Usually we would have walked side by side. I guessed he was just being a baby about me waking him up like that. Fair enough I had my thoughts to keep me company. we continued walking like for a while, My mind wandering deeper and deeper into my thoughts as we progressed slowly to the bus stop

"BRIAN!!"

He might have been calling to me for a while but I didn't quite hear until I literally fell onto a huge mount of snow. I leaned on the mound as I turned glower at him. He could have told me to watch out sooner or even tap me to warn-

then I noticed something. he wasn't a few strides from me but around half a block away from me. His face was stricken with horror and was pointing at something with a shaky hand. I thought that that only happened in Anime.

"what? is there something on me? or the bus just left behind me." I quickly turned around to check. the road ahead was clear and devoid of the bus. besides I would probably have heard it.

"look at what your leaning on."

If i were a dog my head would have tilted in that adorable fashion that dogs do when confused. I glanced down at what he was refering to. my normal long winded and whimsical banter faded from my mind as only a few choice words remained,

"Oh shit."

Emoslfieir: how was that Brod?

Brother: It was a bit... cliche, and I so would not act like that.

Emolsifier: bet my buttons you would.

Brother: sigh... readers ignore my brother, He's crazy and so is this story.

Emolsifier: "don't listen to my children!, he lies!" -Full Metal Alchemist, Episode 1-