Amy opened her eyes to sunlit spilling brightly all over her bedroom.
"Today..." she thought wistfully, "I leave on my epic Pokemon journey." Then she rolled over to look at her alarm clock in the shape of a Togepi that also displayed the date, then she marveled at her stupidity.
"DARN IT! I leave tomorrow... this sucks," she yelled at herself, then rolling back over to face her window. The family pet, Munchy the Raticate was off scaring Flying-type Pokemon again, even though he was half-blind. Sometimes he would smother Amy by falling asleep on her face.
He was Amy's Mom's Pokemon on her journey long ago.
Thinking about this made Amy bored.
"I want to leave now," she internally whined to herself.
"Maybe I should just go back to sleep so a few hours will go by..." she thought.
Then an all-mighty growl erupted from her stomach and made her have second thoughts.
"Although...breakfast may not be a bad idea..."
Amy put on one of her typical outfits, her Pokemon League hoodie, jeans, black sneakers, and a special Lugia necklace her mom had given her as a birthday present once. Not a very interesting outfit, but it described her perfectly.
When she went downstairs, Amy was surprised to find that her mom had already prepared a breakfast of waffles and fruit, and that she and her mom were not dining alone.
Her best friend since childhood, Ben was seated at the table, along with his caretakers, his grandparents, Ash and Misty.
Yes, you heard right.
After Ash finished his travels, which took much longer than he anticipated, he decided he finally wanted to settle down in life. He once came across an old childhood friend, Misty and had forgotten how beautiful she was. They got to know each other again, and he proposed a few months later.
Years after that, they had a daughter, who eventually went on to have Ben, who tragically lost his parents in an accident and was placed under Ash and Misty's care at a very young age.
They were very good grandparents, never short of stories and Pokemon advice.
Amy appeared in the kitchen, and looked around at everyone. It was only then that she was getting doubts. She had tirelessly prepared for years, doing the research, and getting extra years of education so to have more knowledge, which is why she decided to leave at 14.
Amy looked at Ben, who was the only person she wasn't going to leave behind. He was going with her. That had always been the plan, and it was going to stay that way.
He was a spitting image of his grandfather, except for freckles replacing those weird "z" marks, glasses, and much more groomed hair.
They all looked at her, and moments later, Amy ran into her mom's arms and started sobbing. She did, too.
"I don't know if I can go, Mom," she cried into her mom's apron.
"Don't be silly, why wouldn't you go?" she cried back.
Ash and Misty started sniffling, too, as they had watched Amy grow up. Ash turned to ruffle Ben's hair and wink at him for some unknown reason. Misty rolled her eyes.
"Okay," Amy's mom said, wiping her eyes with her hand, "Who's hungry? Amy, take a seat..."
Amy wiped her eyes, too, high-fived her best friend, and waited for her mom to put waffles on her plate. She hadn't even left yet, and she was missing people already.