Gold awoke with a start from his dream to his mother yelling his name. He looked over at the clock, staring at it for a good minute or so before it finally clicked that he had overslept and was nearly an hour late. He leaped out of bed, restraining himself from cursing, knowing if he did his mother would ground him for a week or more. That would make it a bit difficult to get his pokemon and leave with Lyra on his adventure. He dressed quickly, putting on his favorite sweatshirt. He had no time to do his hair, (of which the bangs were the longest; so much so he had to use nearly a bottle of hair gel a week in order to keep them out of his eyes) so he flipped his bangs back and threw on his favorite hat. A quick as he could, he flew down the stairs, nearly knocking his mother over, as she was about to walk upstairs to wake him, and ran out the door.
Outside, He tore down the wide dirt path. As he ran, he crashed into an angry looking redheaded boy, who after Gold apologized to several times, introduced himself as Silver. Gold ran as fast as he could to the lab. Once he arrived, he nearly ripped the door off it's hinges opening it, he ran inside. "It's about time you showed up, Slowpoke," Said a familiar voice. "We've been waiting on you."
"Sorry, I overslept." Gold replied.
"Obviously." Lyra said, stepping out from behind the bookshelf she was standing beside.
"No matter, we're just a bit off-schedule now." said Professor Elm. "Come over here, Gold, choose your starter Pokémon. Lyra chose hers already."
Sure enough, there was a Chikorita sitting on Lyra's unnecessarily large hat. The size of that hat had always ticked Gold off. On the bright side, if he ever needed a place to store a Gyarados, Lyra's hat would do nicely.
"Alright. I choose… This one." He said, grabbing a poké ball from in front of a monitor displaying a shrew-like Pokémon with flames spouting out of it's back.
"Ah, a Cyndaquil. A Fire Type Pokémon. Good against Lyra's Chikorita, Chiko." Professor Elm explained.
"Chiko?" Gold asked confusedly.
"It's what she nicknamed it. You can nickname Cyndaquil if you like." Professor Elm said.
"A nickname… I'll name it… Blaze." Gold said.
"Good. Now I've got something for you two to do. I earlier received an Email from my good friend Benjamin. He goes by Mr. Pokémon, however. He is in hysterics over a discovery he and his associate, Professor Samuel Oak apparently made. I want you two to go to his home and collect it. Give me a call when you do and I will come pick you up on my Noctowl, Nock."
"Ok. Where is his house?" Lyra asked.
"Mr. Pokémon lives in a somewhat secluded home north of Cherrygrove."
"Oh, wow. This is exciting. I've never been past Route 29. Hell, I've never left town. I've never been allowed." Lyra said excitedly.
"Don't over inflate your hat. Lyra. Oh wait…" Said Gold jokingly.
"Shut up, Gold."
"Make me."
"Why don't we battle?"
"Let's go, big head!"
"Go, Chiko!"
"Blaze! Scratch!"
"Tackle!"
"Leer! Then a scratch!"
"Dodge and use growl!"
"Keep going! Scratch!"
A few minutes later, the battle finally finished, Gold narrowly winning. The duo healed their Pokémon and prepared to head out.
"Are we heading out now or what?" Lyra asked annoyedly, partly because Gold was not properly packed and had to go back home to collect the many things he forgot, partly because she lost.
"Yeah, yeah calm down." said Gold. Let's go. And they walked out of the door and into the bright sunlight.