Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon. I own a lot of pokemon stuff, like the white and silver growlithe, and my character, Hunter (a girl), and that's about it.
Summary: Dont go there. i am absolutely HOPELESS at them. plz r&r, and no flames please.
Title: Unfinished Journey
Chapter title: Morning is a time to wake up...Usually.
"Broo broo broo! Broo broo broo!" the Pidgeotto videophone rings downstairs.
*Snore*
"AARRR!!!" my Arcanine alarm clock roars at me. "CANINE!!!"
Groaning softly, I, Hunter, Sleeping Extraordinaire, grope around my desktop, locate the alarm clock, and hurl it against the wall. I mean, I'm eighteen. What normal teenager doesn't like to sleep half the weekend away?
"HUNTER! GET UP ALREADY!" my mother. Lovely temper she's got. If you're not up by 8.15, she goes through the roof and into the outer stratosphere. I wonder how dad coped with this? I wonder to myself. I mean, they travelled together for what, 6,7 years? Man. Groaning again, I roll of my bed and onto the floor. Picking myself up, I hear a "Toge? Togetic?" at the door, and a "GET UP!" from down the stairs. I look at the nearly busted clock. 8.16. That figures.
"Hey togetic. Sure, come in." I say to the egg-head pokemon that has just floated into my room. "Morning."
*
Slowly walking down the stairs with my mums' Togetic on my shoulder, I call to her.
"Morning mum! I'm off to the lab! Hopefully I'll get some Thunder or Fire type Pokemon!" today was the day I got my first pokemon. Mum wanted me to wait until dad sent me one, so I have waited eight years since my tenth birthday. Eight lots of trainers, many of which couldn't hack it. I only hoped I could.
Summary: Dont go there. i am absolutely HOPELESS at them. plz r&r, and no flames please.
Title: Unfinished Journey
Chapter title: Morning is a time to wake up...Usually.
"Broo broo broo! Broo broo broo!" the Pidgeotto videophone rings downstairs.
*Snore*
"AARRR!!!" my Arcanine alarm clock roars at me. "CANINE!!!"
Groaning softly, I, Hunter, Sleeping Extraordinaire, grope around my desktop, locate the alarm clock, and hurl it against the wall. I mean, I'm eighteen. What normal teenager doesn't like to sleep half the weekend away?
"HUNTER! GET UP ALREADY!" my mother. Lovely temper she's got. If you're not up by 8.15, she goes through the roof and into the outer stratosphere. I wonder how dad coped with this? I wonder to myself. I mean, they travelled together for what, 6,7 years? Man. Groaning again, I roll of my bed and onto the floor. Picking myself up, I hear a "Toge? Togetic?" at the door, and a "GET UP!" from down the stairs. I look at the nearly busted clock. 8.16. That figures.
"Hey togetic. Sure, come in." I say to the egg-head pokemon that has just floated into my room. "Morning."
*
Slowly walking down the stairs with my mums' Togetic on my shoulder, I call to her.
"Morning mum! I'm off to the lab! Hopefully I'll get some Thunder or Fire type Pokemon!" today was the day I got my first pokemon. Mum wanted me to wait until dad sent me one, so I have waited eight years since my tenth birthday. Eight lots of trainers, many of which couldn't hack it. I only hoped I could.