With his meal finished, Bronze leaned back from his chair and tapped his belly. An exhausted expression formed on his face. He obviously ate much too fast.
"Bronze, are you alright?" asked his mother.
Bronze let out a loud groan Indeed he was feeling pain, but for someone like Bronze, it was just a cramp.
"I'm… uh… fine… I guess." he meekly lied.
In reality, he felt like his intestines were going to burst. He feebly dragged himself to the door and jiggled the knob. He was having trouble with opening the door. Finally, Bronze was able to get a good grip on the knob and struggled to twist it. The knob clicked.
I can do this, I can do this. he chanted in his mind.
Like a wounded Stantler, he painfully walked to the professor's laboratory, with spectators watching with glee.
"Well, that's our Bronze"
"He's gotta stop doing that."
"Oh boy. This won't end well."
"You suck Bronze! Go get a woman!"
"You first, fat boy!" Bronze mockingly replied.
These people could say whatever they wanted to him. This was his day and no one was going to keep him from getting his starter. Maybe no one… except her.
"No freaking way!" As Bronze finally reached the door Doctor Joe's lab, he was infuriated to find that his cousin, Spark Bolts was already there.
Being the older of the two, she would bully Bronze everyday. They were only cousins, yet they fought like brother and sister. One was always a step ahead of the other, which was usually Spark.
She was wearing her usual outfit: denim jacket and pants with a yellow shirt underneath. The shirt had a protruding logo on the center: an Aipom with it's tail inside it's left nostril. Spark was rebellious and loud, a more extreme version of Bronze's character. Her long, brunette hair was always tied up into a ponytail and she frequently had a smug smile on her lips. She had that particular smile while looking at her cousin.
"When will you ever learn, Broz? I'm just better than you. Maybe in a few years, you might learn to accept that into that thick skull of yours." Spark grinned and rose her head to discharge a short cackle.
Bronze frowned, but then smiled grimly. He tilted his head back and unleashed his comeback. "Tough talk for someone who waited five years to get her starter while she just moped around at home wishing she wasn't so fla…"
"You shut your trap, kid!" she shrieked.
"Children, children! If you want to fight, then do it outside like Pokemon!" A tall man suddenly emerged to quell the fighting.
The man was dressed in a white lab coat. He was bald and wore a thick pair of spectacles situated on top of his nose. For a Pokemon scientist, he looked fairly young, probably in his late 20s.
" B-but Dr. Joe, it was this little punk." She rudely pointed her finger at Bronze. "This guy said…"
"Oh?" Dr. Joe continued, unconvinced. "And who was it that provoked this juvenile "war of words", hmm?"
The cousins both hung there heads in shame, although they were actually both faking it.
"My god!" exclaimed Dr. Joe as he circled around the children. "You're cousins, family members, for goodness sake. Start treating each other like one!"
"Yeah, Bronze." muttered Spark.
"Yeah, Spark." muttered Bronze.
"Kids these days…" muttered Dr. Joe.
Dr. Joe rolled his eyes and quickly switched gears. "Alright, we all know the reason why you're here. You two are the first ever today to receive your Pokemon. I just got my first batch today and I heard that the first ones I got were the strongest ones out of the whole shipment, so you guys are the lucky ones."
The professor walked over to a nearby crate and pulled out a rectangular plate with three slots containing three Pokeballs. It was the starter Pokemon! As Dr. Joe calmly walked over, the cousins gazed at the shiny spheres with eager eyes. It looked as if they were going to leap forward and pile-drive the poor professor at any second. Noticing this, he swiftly pulled back the plate from the greedy hands.
"Okay, now remember. These are sentient, living creatures. Don't think of them as a pet or a servant, but as your…"
A loud scream emerged from outside of the lab. All three quickly turned their heads to see where it came from. It was an elderly man swatting away flock of Spearows relentlessly attacking him!
Bronze looked in horror. "My god, he won't survive another minute!"
Bronze heroically dashed towards the flock and attempted to drive the Spearow with his hands, but it was futile as they furiously pecked and bit.
"Here!" Dr. Joe tossed a Pokeball in Bronze's direction.
Bronze jumped forward and closed his hands on the Pokeball. He then threw it into the ground, causing the Pokeball to crack open and shoot out a beam of light. From the light, a Bulbasaur materialized before his very eyes.
"What? A freaking grass type?" yelled out Bronze.
"You dimwit!" Spark called out from inside the building. "Didn't you listen to Dr. Joe at all? That Bulbasaur is stronger than you average starter!"
"Oh yeah, right." admitted Bronze. He yelled out a command. "Bulbasaur, use Leach Seed!" At that instant, fat, brown seeds spat out of the Pokemon's bulb. The second the seeds struck the Spearow, the birds collapsed without any struggle.
"Whoa."
This was one crazy day so far.
