Uh oh, looks like I've done a revamp for Steven and Autumn. Yes, I have and it's because of the games although that won't come in until way later. I feel that the first time around was meh, so I've changed lots of stuff including the plot some and here we are! Unfortunately, I will be taking down the other stories for these two and they will never see the light of day ever again except when I visit them on my computer.

A change you should be aware of: Autumn and Wallace are now fraternal twins. They seem so much alike in my mind that I wanted them to be the kind that are super close and always together. That being said, I did all my research on this, but if there is something that you have more experience with that I am off about, please let me know!

I think that's about it, enjoy!


Mondays suck; it's a pretty well known fact. It's the beginning of the work week after a weekend of either fun or relaxation. From leisure to business at the blink of a fatigued, even hungover, eye. Reality slaps you in the face on a Monday.

For Autumn, it's the start of a new week of lessons. Dancing, swimming, French, piano, and gymnastics. All, except swimming and gymnastics, were her parents' idea.

The fact that she has so many classes irks her a bit. She and her brother are going through the experience of being 'well rounded'. Their parents want them to have skills to use for their future, to take them places.

That always strikes Autumn as being hilarious. For most of her life, her parents have been a bit overprotective of her. Strict curfews, inter-city limits, and she has to check in many times throughout the day. She loves her parents, but it's stifling.

So, in return, when she could sign herself up for classes, she took gymnastics. It freaked her parents out, because they only knew of the horror stories from other parents. Broken bones and ugly bruises covering their children's bodies. Of course, that's a natural part of sports, but it was the only thing they knew of gymnastics.

Autumn was nervous at first, the injuries flashing in her mind. But after a rough few weeks, she got the hang of what she was doing and loved it. Her parents saw it and allowed her to stay on the team, if only to keep her from doing it behind their backs. The choice surprised her. They usually would rush her to the doctor if she so much as coughed.

It was her first taste of freedom, and she got hooked on it.

Since then, she's dreamed of traveling the world and becoming a famous coordinator. Her love of colors, clothes, and pokemon being a blatant telling of this passion. Of course, her parents aren't for letting her go. It's too big of a risk for them...

"Rapunzel!"

Autumn groans, curling up under the covers as her brother knocks a short rhythm on the door. He doesn't even wait for her to respond, he tosses the door open and bounces in. She flinches at each drop of his feet across the carpeted floor making a muffled smacking sound.

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, the day awaits," he coos in a gentle voice, a little too sing songy for the morning.

"Go away."

"I can't, Mom asked me to wake you up, so I must!" he exclaims, ripping the blanket away and revealing Autumn to the cold.

"Wallace! Come on, act your age!" she screams, flying out of bed and chasing him down the hall.

He wraps the blanket around him and dives into his room, on his bed. He flips on his back and opens his arms in time to catch Autumn as she leaps at him. The two wrestle it out, Wallace twisting out of her reach as she tries to slap his face. When her anger dies down, the two dissolve into laughter.

"I hate you," she grumbles, collapsing on his chest. "I hate you, and I hate Mondays."

"I love Mondays," he states as if offended by her words. "They bring a new week of mistakes to make."

"Of course, maybe I should think more like you," she snorts, sitting up.

She snatches her blanket back from him and curls up on his lap. He sits up as well, wrapping an arm around her and rocking her back and forth.

Similar in appearance, the two have a hard time telling people they're not identical twins, even though it's not possible. Their mother even gave them non similar sounding names to back up the fact they're not twins. Still, they like to pretend. There are key differences between the two of them that they point out any chance they get. Wallace is sharp and angular, Autumn is soft and prominent. Both are lanky in build, their limbs stretching out before them, aiding in their constant descents into the city.

When they were younger, Autumn would dress up like Wallace, and the two would pull pranks on their parents. Their smiles are identical as well as their eye color. If they put on a hat and walked around, it would be difficult to tell them apart. A closer look would reveal Wallace's blue eyebrows. Where Autumn has blonde hair, he has turquoise. A family trait passed down from his she wouldn't admit it out loud, Wallace is the best. He always knows how to cheer her up or to get her out of an argument with their parents. When she's restricted to the house, he stays, and they play games to pass the time.

Some people in the city say if you see one, the other is sure to be right behind.

"Let's meet up for lunch. We can go to your favorite restaurant," Wallace remarks.

This cheers Autumn up a considerable amount, her face perking up at the news. "I am feeling better already."

"Yeah, yeah, hurry up. You're going to be late, which is going to make me late."

"Then don't steal my blanket!"

OoOoOoO

"Do you have everything in your bag, honey?" Audrey asks from the kitchen table.

The family sits at the table each morning to eat. Their butler, Jeffrey, cooks them their specific meals, and they gather round the table. Sometimes inside, sometimes out. Despite their busy schedules, both Audrey and Liam wanted their children raised properly. Family meals around the table are a must.

"Yes, Mom."

"I'd like you to send me a text after gymnastics."

"Okay."

"Don't forget."

"I won't," Autumn drones, shoveling oatmeal into her mouth. She screws her face up in disgust. "Can't I have pancakes every morning?"

"That's not going to give you the energy you need to stay strong," her mother clucks her tongue at her.

"I'm not going to pass out from eating pancakes," she mutters under her breath.

"Here," Wallace reaches over and sprinkles some nanab berry pieces over her bowl. "It makes it taste so much better."

"I could have done that," Autumn retorts. Sometimes her brother dotes on her too much.

"Then you should have."

"Is everyone against me this morning?"

"I haven't had the chance yet," Liam pipes up from his spot at the end of the table, he gives her a wink when she glares at him.

"Shouldn't you be at work?"

"I'm my own boss, sweetie. I can go in at any time."

"When can I be my own boss?"

"When you're living on your own. Now eat," Audrey butts in, jabbing her finger at Autumn's bowl.

"Wait, you'll let me live on my own? I'll eat to that!" Autumn gasps in disbelief before downing the oatmeal. Wallace's little addition definitely helped, saving her from having to feed Mightyena under the table. "Okay, I'm done. See you guys later!"

"Wait up!" Wallace calls, using his spoon as a shovel for his own oatmeal.

Autumn slips on her chucks and pats Mightyena on the head. The family pokemon regards her with affection, licking her hand and nuzzling around her legs. One day, she plans to travel with him. Wallace had caught a Poochyena for her days after his trainer certification. Though by that time she had a best friend, a Ralts that never left her side while the family was on the mainland of Hoenn. She loves Mightyena, but since she isn't certified yet, she can't keep him on her at all times; she's only allowed one pokemon on her person.

"Hurry up!" Autumn calls as Wallace grabs his bag and sunglasses.

Both wave goodbye to Mightyena as they exit the front door. The two trot down the steps and the path to the front gate. Once there, Autumn stops and takes a look at the massive city of Sootopolis laid out before them. Sure, their house is pretty high, but there are other higher ones. But this view, the view of the gaping city staring back at her, is her favorite. It's at the right angle where the arms of the crater glide into the sea. Leaving an opening where boats and ferries sail into harbor.

"Every morning? I thought you were sick of this place," Wallace snickers, nudging her with an elbow.

Autumn re-adjusts her dance bag and sticks her tongue out at her brother. "I'm sick of having to be stuck here, at least you can leave. I love Sootopolis. I just wanna explore other places."

"You'll get to leave, too," he assures her, kicking out a leg and skipping down the steps. "You'll have your chance."

"It's just not coming fast enough."

Sootopolis is a beautiful city. All of the houses are a customary white with blue roofs. Built inside of a crater, each building is set along the natural tiered rows of rock and along the arms of the crater to a certain extent. The downside to its massive size? The amount of climbing to do. Autumn can't wait to be rid of it. It may keep her in shape, but it's terrible at the end of the day when she just wants to eat and sleep.

"Still thinking of applying to that school?" Wallace continues, his pace slowing to a casual one.

"Yep. I've got my application underway. I just need Juan's recommendation, and I'm in."

"Are they still 'thinking' about it?" he raises a brow. It's common knowledge that when their parents say they're thinking about something that there is a big chance it's not going to happen.

Autumn lets out a frustrated sigh, "Yes. I hate it."

"That's a strong word," he gasps, mocking an offense.

"Anyways, it's Rustboro. It's a nice place to be, it's not as big as Sootopolis, and it's got Devon. You know Dad is a fan of other businesses," Autumn reasons as they head downtown.

"You're thinking they'll agree just because of some futuristic tech company?" Wallace shoots her a skeptical look.

"Not completely," she retorts with a glare. "I'm just saying, it's a nice city with good demographics. They'll at least be happy that I chose there and not Fallarbor or Lavaridge."

"There's nothing wrong with those places."

"One's out in the middle of nowhere and the other is full of pyromaniacs."

Wallace doesn't respond, knowing it's true. Not that they're terrible places to live, but he can imagine the heart attack his parents would have if Autumn decided to move there. He can just hear the screaming now...

"Anyways, I have to head off to dance. Have fun battling!" Autumn gives her brother a quick hug before dashing off to class.

During the rest of the week, Autumn isn't so keen on getting up for dance. Ms. Devereaux's class isn't the most enjoyable, but she's a great teacher. It's just the students are terrible. Stuck up snobs with a hand in their parent's bank account.

To get through the class on Mondays, Autumn takes that time at the gate to observe Sootopolis. She does love this city and its openness. It thrives on sunlight, and everyone is out on sunny days like today, whether it's to go for a run, swim, or fish. Most people head to the little space outside the Cave of Origin to pray and give thanks for these days.

Sometimes, she imagines other cities in other regions being like this. Bright, positive, and vast. Her heart pounds at the thought of it.

"Ah, hello, Autumn!" Madame Devereaux greets from the front of the class as Autumn shuffles in.

"Hello, Madame," Autumn replies with a smile.

Most of the other girls are already changed and ready to go. None of them pay Autumn any mind as she strips off her tank top and pulls up her dance shorts a bit. Pushing her bag under the bench, Autumn pulls on her dance slippers and takes her spot at the bar.

For the next hour, her thoughts focus on what she is doing. Her body twisting this way and that, following Devereaux as she shows technique. For being an older woman, Autumn is always amazed how at ease she is when moving around. Whether it's on pointe or high kicks in heels, Devereaux doesn't break from her professional demeanor.

As much as she complains, Autumn loves the burn of working out. She loves to feel the ache in her muscles after a long day of dancing, vaulting, or swimming.

It's even more satisfying when Jeffery makes a heaping plate of food for her.

"We'll see you later, Autumn!" a few of the girls wave on their way out, their fake laughs and smiles off-setting their polite farewell.

"Yeah, sure," she calls after them in a sour tone. Everyday they leave like that, as if they were going to meet up later for some lunch of something. She just shakes her head and heads out of the building, her head held straight and a look of concentration on her face.

After dance, she walks down a few more buildings to the gym where gymnastics is. There's a thirty-minute break in between where Autumn heads to a local cafe for a protein shake. Sometimes she and Wallace meet up and sit on a nearby precipice that overlooks the entrance to the Cave of Origins.

Today, though, her brother is either surfing or scuba diving. He didn't want to take classes that held him inside and so, their parents allowed him to pick whatever he wanted. Of course, he asked Juan for some lessons on the basics of being a trainer and such as well.

He wants to start his journey soon. After getting his trainer certification he's been itching to go, even more so than he is now. Juan, the city's gym leader, has taken him under his wing, teaching him techniques and all that he knows about battling. He hopes to pass the gym along to Wallace at some point. He wishes to see the world again and to experience its beauty before returning to his gym duties.

Autumn thinks her brother would be great as a gym leader. He loves to boss people around and do paperwork. Hell, he'd even be a good champion.

She's only seen him battle a few times. He's also had practice battles with Juan at the gym, and she supposes he's good. His Lombre is quick on his feet and always ready for the next attack.

Autumn sucks down the shake outside the gym. She follows the amount of teens hanging out around the place. Downtown Sootopolis is the place to be: movie theater, the mall, cafes, and restaurants galore.

With a sigh, Autumn drops the empty container into the recycling bin before heading into the gym.

The sounds of grunting and the smacking of limbs on the ground greet her. Her team waves her over, their faces set in fake smiles and greetings as she saunters up to them. Since the one time her brother had to pick her up, Autumn became popular amongst them. They knew her name, asked how she was doing and offered to hang out with her.

But she could see through their friendliness, and still turns them down every time.

OoOoOoO

Hi, Mom. I'm done with gymnastics and heading to lunch. Wallace will be with me.

Autumn slides her 'nav into her pocket and begins descending the next flight of stairs. People pass her by as she heads towards the MooMoo Creamery, her favorite ice cream place in town. Next door, Aria's Corner, is Autumn's favorite restaurant. She and Wallace go there almost every day.

Their fries are to die for, tossed with some salt and topped off with a thin layer of cheese. Each fry comes away with a layer of gooey cheesy goodness. And they come in a large basket along with your burger, or just by themselves. She and her brother get an order to share and one to go for later on.

Mondays and Wednesdays are the days Wallace and Autumn meet up for lunch and go shopping before heading home for their final lesson. They take their time eating their meals before paying and heading deeper into the city. This is the routine they've always had, and even though Autumn wants to leave, she's going to miss it, miss the familiarity of Sootopolis and of her brother being at her side.

She just needs to get her foot out of the door and onto her path.

OoOoOoO

"I don't think I can go on like this," Autumn groans.

She stomps her foot at the top step of the second to last flight of stairs to their house. The sun is lowering in the sky, almost disappearing behind the peaks of the crater. Despite feeling just fine, she likes to complain about climbing so many stairs.

"You're fine," Wallace smirks.

Their front gate is already open as they approach. The front lawn is small and circular due to lying on a small base next to a rising cliff. A small fountain sits in the middle of the lawn. Spurting water in the middle is a statue, a shining white one in the form of a Milotic twisting around a Kingdra spurting water from its spout.

Tropical trees and other foliage line the area around the house. They hide the mounds of rock rising into the rest of the bluffs. Above them are a line of more houses along a cobblestoned pathway. She and Wallace have never been to the absolute top. Few people do because it is unstable and can cause rocks to fall on the houses lining the upper ring. Though some families have taken to living on the outer shell of Sootopolis. It's not a popular choice, but it does provide some hospitality.

"Welcome home," Jeffrey greets the two, accepting their bags. "Food is almost ready. Get changed, and we will start music lessons soon enough."

"Thanks, Jeffrey."

They do as told. Changing into comfier and cooler clothes, the two wrestle and shove each other on the way to the kitchen. After a quick snack, Wallace and Autumn take their seats at the piano to practice. It's their favorite part of the day.

Jeffrey is their music instructor. He circles them, drilling them and offering help. This is the time the two spend together relaxing during lessons and have fun.

By the time they've finished, dinner is ready and their parents have returned to hear about their day.

"Hey, when are you going to talk to Mom and Dad about school?" Wallace questions as he lays beside his sister on her bed.

Staring up at her ceiling, Autumn curls her backside into her brother and exhales. "I'm not sure. I've got most of the application done, it's not due for another two weeks. I was thinking of sending it in and waiting to see if I got in to tell them. That way they couldn't back out, who wants to pay money to retract my admittance? Besides, I'm doing what they want, broadening my horizons."

Wallace smirks at her words, reaching over to pinch her side, he earns a squeal. "Your planning is flawless, sis."

"What? At least you get to just leave."

"When would you leave?" he interrupts her argument.

"Sometime in September. Class starts the tenth. I'd have to be there at least two days before to familiarize myself with the area," she explains. "I've saved up enough money to get through a year there before I leave."

"Only doing a year?"

"That's all I need."

The education system is pretty flexible. If an eligible trainer shows they're capable of taking care of themselves, they're awarded enough credits to graduate within a year. Of course, schooling isn't required to get a trainer license. It's just helpful. Not only that, if she wanted to become a gym leader, she'd just have to take finishing classes. One less step for her in the long run...if she were going to go that way of course.

"Juan's taught me a lot. I just need to learn how to take care of myself. As much as I hate to admit it, I don't know anything about traveling or even talking with people."

Being stuck alone in the house, or out with no friends but your brother and sister, has taken its effect. Autumn's social skills aren't refined enough for her to become the elegant coordinator she wants to be. She's going to need classes on how to speak in public and how to perform in public. Performing for two people is different than televised contests.

"You'll do fine. The whole world's gonna know how awesome you are," Wallace tickles her sides more.

"Stop it! I'm not four!" she squeaks, pushing his hands away. "I'm not going to miss this."

"Yes you will," he coos, blowing raspberries on her face. "Your big brother will visit you every chance he gets. I've gotta fight of the boys trying to get into your pants."

"Hmmm, but what if they're cute, eh, 'big' brother?" she teases. Wallace likes to believe he's her older brother, despite the fact that their birth times are barely minutes apart. She rolls away from him as he rolls his eyes, shaking his head in dismay at her. "Anyways, it's all tentative. Mom and Dad have to agree first."

Wallace winks at her, sitting up to go. "Don't worry, I've got your back."

"Thanks, Wally," she cooes back this time, making kissy faces at him. "You're the best."

"I know, I know. Out of the three of us, one of us has to be."

"Camille would give you some rare disease if she knew you said that."

"Good thing she's in Unova then, huh?"

Autumn rolls her eyes and flops back onto her bed, "Whatever. I need sleep before tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Night. Love you."

"Love you, too."

As the door clicks shut, Autumn rolls over on her bed and stares at her nightstand. Within the first drawer is her application to school. She's excited for school. Sure, if you skip schooling and leave right away, you're cooler. Her brother is doing that, but he's getting lessons from Juan. Some of his friends are heading out with him and they had hired tutors.

Other kids, ones that can't afford it, teach themselves before setting off. They make it just fine, most become renowned trainers, coordinators too.

Autumn wants to gain the experience of being around different kinds of people, and this is her opportunity. She needs to get used to going from solitude to companionship. Whether it be friends or people to just talk to during contests.

The thought of making friends dries her throat. Would people even like her? What is there to like?

She's been stuck in Sootopolis for so long, she's not sure she even has a personality to like. It's always been Wallace at her side. No one else has taken the time to hang out with her.

Narrowing her burning eyes, Autumn flips back over and shuts her eyes. If she doesn't make friends, fine. She doesn't need friends if she's going to be leaving after graduation anyway.

It'd just be nice to find someone who understands.