Red was sleeping cozily in his bed. It was like any other morning for him.
"Everyone please report to the cafeteria!" Master Hand announced on the speaker.
He just rolled over to the side of his bed.
"Did you think that wake up Red?" "Nah, knowing him he's probably still asleep," Crazy Hand said. "You need to do something like this!" "Wait! Crazy! Don't-!"
The next thing on the speaker was a giant, ear-deafening sound of an air-horn.
Red panicked on his bed, "Oh my God! What the-?!" he fell out of his bed and landed on the ground.
Everyone was in the cafeteria, complaining about what happened.
"Silence! The only reason we had you here is to tell you about the newcomers!" Master H. said.
Everyone paid attention to the new faces that came onto the stage.
What caught Red's attention was a person with pure white wings.
"Oh! A Poke'mon!" He pointed at him.
...
Samus got up from her seat and punched Red square in his face and knocked him onto the floor.
"Ow! What was that for?!" Red said, holding his bruised cheek.
"Don't call him that!" Samus yelled. "What's your problem?!" Red yelled back.
Everyone paid attention to Samus and Red arguing.
"Jeez, you're so overprotective... oh well." the "Poke'mon" said with a smile.
Do not worry, this story has no romance in it, so, if you're looking for a story with none of that Yaoi and overly cliched moments then you came to the right place!