Chapter 2: Where are we and how did we get here?

Christina/White's POV

"Hi Mom! I'm home!" I called as Jake/Black and I walked through the door.

"Hi sweetie. Hi Black, are you staying for dinner?" Mom said, coming out of the kitchen.

"Actually Mom, we were wondering if Black could stay over tonight, since the Pokémon will be delivered here in the morning," I asked sweetly.

"Sure! Black's always welcome here! Go run and get his bag for tonight and tomorrow and tell his dad. Dinner will be ready in an hour, so hurry," she said, smiling at us.

"Thanks! We'll be back soon!" Black said, and we raced out the door.

"Where's your house?" I asked after we got outside.

"I dunno, over there I guess," Black said with a shrug.

We headed over to the other edge of town and entered what we hoped was Black's house.

"There you are, Black! Oh, hello White. What are you doing here?" Black's 'dad' said, smiling as he hugged us.

"Hi Dad. I was wondering if I could stay at White's tonight. The Pokémon are being delivered to her place. I'll come back before I leave to say good-bye," Black said, smiling at his 'dad'.

"Sure! Grab a bag for tonight and your bag for tomorrow. I made sure you had everything while you were out," he said, smiling.

"Thanks Dad!" he said, then pulled me upstairs to his room.

I sat on his bed while he pulled a pair of pjs from a drawer and stuffed them in a small bag with clothes for tomorrow. He grabbed the bag that the male playable character carried in the game and slung it over his shoulder after he pulled on a blue jacket. I didn't bother looking around the room, since I'd probably never be in it again.

"Here, mind carrying this?" Black asked while tossing me his overnight bag.

"Nope," I said, popping the 'p' as I slung it over my shoulder.

We said bye to Black's dad and headed back to my place.

We went up into my room and pulled out a blow-up mattress for Black and set him up on the floor.

After Black was all set up, we sat down on my bed and started talking.

"Now that we know where in the plotline we are, now we have to figure out whose game we're in," Black said, wasting no time.

"There are simple ways to figure that out. When N challenges one of us in Accumula Town is one. If he challenges you, it's you game-or at least you're supposed to be the hero-and vice versa. When we get to Pinwheel Forest, we'll either see Cottonee or Petilil-Cottonee its Black, Petilil its White. Easy enough," I said, answering with a shrug.

"Right. I wonder if we can influence which one it is though…" he said.

"Maybe. Which game do you want it to be? And who do you think should be the hero?" I asked.

"Hm, well, it depends. If you're the hero, I would want the game to be Black, since you know its plotline and wouldn't screw it up. However, if I'm hero, I'd want it to be White for the same reasons," he responded.

"Right. Same here," I answered.

"I hope that we're in Black and you're hero," he said suddenly.

"Why?" I asked, giving him a weird look.

"Because whoever isn't hero should get Kyurem, and I like Kyurem more than Reshiram or Zekrom," he said.

"Really? Kyurem is cool looking and everything and you catch it at level 75, it isn't the best bet," I said, wondering what his logic is.

"According to Pokémon Marriland it's not the best bet, but I've been using it a lot and I've found ways to make the Ice Dragon even stronger than Reshiram and Zekrom," Black said proudly.

"That's awesome! I probably would have let you catch Kyurem anyway, since it kind of scares me," I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"White! Black! Dinner's ready!" Mom called before we could continue.

"Coming!" I yelled back.

"We'll finish this later," Black said as we headed downstairs.

After dinner~~

"Thanks for dinner, Mom!" I said, smiling as Black and I cleared the table.

"No problem, White. I got the dishes, you two go have fun," Mom said, taking the dishes from our hands and beginning to wash them.

"Thanks!" we said, then raced back into my room.

"Alright, so how are we going to make sure you're the hero?" Black asked as we flopped onto my bed.

"No idea. I guess we just have to let whatever happens happen and hope for the best," I sighed.

"There must be some way to determine you're the hero!"

"What starter did you choose?" I asked suddenly.

"In my most recent play-through? A shiny Oshawott. I got lucky. You?"

"Oshawott too, although mine was female, not shiny. You lucky gosling, I've never gotten a shiny starter. The only shiny I've actually found and caught was a shiny Cottonee in my first play through. I did find a shiny Beldum in Diamond. But Michael got my DS before I could catch it and knocked it out."

"So there will probably be two Oshawott tomorrow; a shiny male and a normal female. Let's hope we get the right ones."

"Yeah."

"I wonder how we're going to work traveling…"

"Why don't we travel together?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"We could travel together. It would make sense, since we both have no idea how we got here and if one of us were to up and disappear, the other would spent the rest of their time here trying to find the one who went missing," I explained.

"That's not that bad of an idea."

"What are you kidding? It's a great idea!"

"Yeah yeah yeah. Let's go to bed, we get our Pokémon tomorrow," Black said, getting up and bringing his overnight bag into a bathroom.

I sighed, then dug through my drawers and pulled out dark pink sweat pants and a baggy white tee. I changed quick and tossed the clothes I was wearing into a mesh bin. I debated on if I should take my necklace off, before deciding not to for safe keeping.

I untied my ponytail and let my now chocolate brown curls float over my shoulders and down my back.

I checked my dark pink bag and saw everything I would need while traveling somehow packed into it. Pokémon space and dimension rules make no sense whatsoever.

Black soon came back from the bathroom and shut off the light before climbing onto his bed.

"Night Christina."

"Night Jake."

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"Good morning, you two! It's time to get up!" Mom sang as she opened the curtains wide, throwing sunlight onto our faces.

"Alright, alright, I'm up, I'm up," I grumbled, rolling out of bed and onto an unsuspecting Black.

"Hey!" he yelped, shoving me off.

Mom laughed at us and said, "Pancakes will be ready in an hour. Take a shower and get dressed you two," before leaving.

"First shower! Called it!" I shouted, jumping up.

"Fine by me," Black groaned, sitting up and blinking sleepily at me.

I raced to my closet and yanked to door open. I grabbed a white tank top and a pair of slightly faded short shorts before running to my dresser and grabbing underwear. I ran into the bathroom and turned the shower on, locked the door, and striped off my pjs, leaving my necklace on the counter by my clothes.

I hopped in and washed my body and hair quickly. I then took my time conditioning my hair and shaving, savoring the warm water.

All too soon, I hopped out and dried my body off. I pulled my clothes on and brushed out my hair before pulling it back, two curls escaping to hang on the sides of my face. I growled and tried again, only getting them same results.

"Screw it, they can stay there," I grumbled before snatching up my necklace and putting it on.

I grabbed my clothes and exited the bathroom, depositing them in the laundry bin.

Black went in to take a shower while I hunted down my last pair of black and white socks and pulled them on. I then put on my black and pink combat boots, pulling my white and pink cap soon after.

I was just pulling my black vest when Black came out of the shower and began to put his socks and shoes on. His dark chocolate brown locks were all messed up; like he had rubbed his head with a towel then left it.

Before I could attack his head with a comb, he pulled on his hat.

We left our bags in my room and headed down for pancakes.

We were just about done when Cheren walked in.

"Hi Ms. Gemini, Black, White. Sorry if I'm early," Cheren said, pulling up a chair across from me and next to Black.

"Nonsense, Cheren, being early isn't a bad thing. Would you like some pancakes?" Mom asked, trilled to have a third kid around to mother.

"No, thank you. I've already eaten. Say, White, did the Pokémon arrive yet?"

"Yeah. They're up in my room. We can go up when Black and I are done eating," I said, popping the last bit of pancake in my mouth.

"Alright, let's go," Black said, swallowing the last of his pancakes.

The three of us trooped up into my room and sat on my bed, waiting for Bianca.

"Hey, White, we should brush our teeth," Black said after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah. We'll be right back, Cheren," I said before walking over to my bag with Black and extracting my toothbrush.

We went into the bathroom and brushed our teeth side by side, both wondering the same question; whose game were we in?

~End

A/N: Chapter 2 is done! Our heroes have asked some pretty big questions, and seem rather confident that they can find the answers. Next chapter they get their Pokémon and have their fist battles before setting out!

This story will be following the plotline of the Pokémon Black and White games with a few minor changes. (clearly)

Anyways, what do you think? Is it good? Bad? Awful? Give up now and jump off a cliff? Gimme dat feedback!

Kthxbai

~Wildfire