Chapter 13
FINALLY! I graduated from the damn school! Senior-itis truly is a real thing, even in this world. The graduation ceremony was strangely similar to the other world's also. Guess it's just sufficient to do things that way. One thing that was different, however, was the Pokemon distribution section. As you might assume, every graduate gets a starter pokemon. All except me, who already had one before. I'm not mad about it at all, Starter Pokemon are very rare and thus hard to come by. Their breeding times are all wonky and don't even get me started on gender imbalances.
So here I am, at home, without a starter to begin my journey with. I guess I could go outside and just catch something, but let's be honest: early route Pokemon in Unova are complete trash. They aren't suited for late game battling, they have poor stats, and the cardinal sin for any Pokemon: their movepool SUCKS! The only exception I can think of is lillipup, whose coverage is iffy and is really only good with the elemental fangs. Not what I want in a team….. EVE-. *Ding Dong*…. Who's that? Can't be mom or dad, their in the house. Can't be Clara either, since that convo with her she just runs in whenever, plus she too is in the house. Guess I'll go open it.
I open the door to see….. Walter White without the wrinkles. No, seriously, the towering man looks just like him. For some reason, he's wearing a pink wool suit. Pokemon fashion is weird. I don't know whether to respond normally or tell him no for the drugs. "Uh…. hello there….can I help you?" The man looked down and smiled at me. "Yeah, I think you can, is your father home?" Ohhhhhh. This makes much more since now. I forgot dad was about that life in his young days. "Mhm, he's in the back. Why don't you come in and I'll go get him?" Walter Jr. nodded his head and followed me to the living room. Now, naturally I wouldn't let some stranger in my house. But if he vaguely knows my father, what the fuck am I gonna do to stop him? Might as well cooperate peacefully before he tries to snap my neck.
I showed him the living room where he can relax while I go get dad. He takes off his pink wool fedora hat and lays it on his lap as he sits down. As I'm about to head to the backyard I hear my mother from behind. "Oh, Sidfreig! It's so great to see you!" Sidfreig? I guess that's a cool name, but I prefer Walter Jr. "Likewise, Mary! You look as young as I last saw you!" His voice wasn't as gruff as my father's, though it had a wear and tear vibe to it. Common for most trainers at his age. I continue my task of going to the damn backyard as Clara walks right beside me out of nowhere. "Hey, who's that guy?" I shrugged not wanting to stop to answer.
Finally I make it to the door but before I can open it the thing flung open with my dad rushing through like a mad man. I managed to push Clara out of the way and get 220 pounds of man blitzed into my body. 'Just like Football all over again' Luckily the man I should really call CPS on grabs hold of me and throws me on the couch... "Luckily". When I stopped seeing stars I saw my father hugging the man like he was an old friend. Guess I was right in letting him in. Clara sat next to my sprawled body giggling madly. I really should've let her leave.
I get my body back into a proper position and clear my throat to get everyone's attention. "I like the gushy stuff myself, but can someone tell me who this guy is?" Dad looked to me with lit up eyes. "Son, this is my partner from back in the day. He saved my life plenty of times over!" Aaaaaannnnndddd I was right. This man could've snapped my neck and then some if he ran with my dad in his hay day. "That's so cool Mr. Davis! But why is he here? If Cameran doesn't remember him, he can't be a regular guest?" Clara asked with the same energy as my father. Sidfreig decided to answer himself. "You are correct, little lady. I'm here on a business trip." He had my curiosity, now he has my interest. "And what exactly is this Business?" I asked to get a clear answer. "Isn't it obvious? I'm here for you two!"