K is for Kalos

"That is Lumisoe City," Grace told her son, pointing out the window.

"Where your friend lives," Calem remembered.

"Yes, or I believe that his letter says he is still there." Grace looked down at the inky mess in her hands. "I could be wrong. There are a lot more squiggles than actual words."

"Will we be seeing grandma and grandpa?"

"Yes." Grace leaned and pointed further out. "The plane will circle around and land on the western side of the region. We will stop by your grandparents for an early dinner, and then arrive at our house before the movers. You will be sleeping in your own, real bed tonight; a room all to yourself."

"Looking forward to it," Calem said sarcastically.

"Sweetie," Grace mumbled, taking his hands in hers. "I got in contact with this region's Professor's secretary. She assured me that someone will arrive with your first Pokémon in a day or so. You don't have to leave, if you don't want to."

"No, I do," Calem assured her. "I want to go on my journey, now that I'm ten. I'm just… nervous."

"My baby," Grace sniffed. Her eyes welled up and immediately Calem knew he should not have admitted it. "Of course you're nervous. It's your first journey and I'm so proud of you, taking the steps to become a Trainer." Then Grace burst into tears and clung to her son.

"M- mother! Please, stop this. I will be fine. You taught me everything you know, so you don't need to worry. None of this will be a trouble."

Grace jerked back from her son, a fire burning in her eyes. "There should be no trouble. If there is, I will take down the league to protect you. Then I will go after that Pokémon Professor for not warning you of the dangers. Then-"

"Mother," Calem cut her off, "That will not be necessary. Besides, if you take down the league, who would help restore order to the region?"

"You're right," Grace said, putting a palm to fist. "Then I'll just go after that Professor. Anyone who put you in danger deserves to be stripped of his title and power."

Calem sighed, pitying the poor fool that was already on his mother's bad side.