Hi everyone and welcome back to my little fan fiction. This chapter was gonna originally introduce Brendan's first Pokemon, but I had maybe a bit too much fun with his "quest for knowledge. Anyway hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 3: Book Tossing

It had been well over a month since Brendan received the blue egg with orange spots from his father. He had a suspicion on what the pokemon inside the egg was, but couldn't draw accurate conclusions since many eggs from a certain type tend to have similar designs.

He knew he couldn't rush the hatching of a baby pokemon, so he had decided to be patient with the procedure. He however, decided to not take the same approach with his father.

Every evening without fail since obtaining his egg, Brendan would pester his father in an effort to annoy him to the point where he would just tell him what pokemon was inside the egg. For him this was a foolproof knowing that his father would crack sooner or later.

What he didn't expect was the iron will that his father demonstrated, fully resisting his son's pestering each and every time. The young boy pouted every night while going to sleep knowing that he had failed to get the information. But he hadn't given up yet. Not by a longshot.

Since he couldn't get the information from his dad, the boy had resorted to other means of finding out what pokemon was inside the egg.

His father however, was one step ahead in that department.

When Brendan went looking into his bookshelf, he found out that all his books regarding Pokemon breeding and eggs were somehow all gone. "Huh, how did I not notice that my books were missing? Maybe mom put them somewhere else when she was cleaning my room," he muttered.

After about a half hour of basically tearing the room apart he knew that his books were nowhere to be found. He went down to living room where his mother was watching the show "The Real Housewives of Hoenn".

"Hey mom," he called out trying to get her attention. When she didn't even move to face him, he decided to take more drastic measures. He approached from behind and threw himself on top of his mom earning a loud surprised shout.

"Brendan what was that for?" she asked as she was regaining her composure from the shock she had just gotten.

Brendan gently pushed himself off his mother's body and moved to face her. "Do you know where my books on pokemon breeding are? I can't seem to find them anywhere."

She placed her hand on her chin thinking of maybe an excuse as to why his books were missing or maybe just telling the truth. After a short pause she said in a stern voice, "Brendan your father and I thought you were too young to know where babies come from so we threw them away".

Brendan's face stayed blank taking in the information he had just received. A tick mark grew on his face before yelling "Wait even the ones Professor Elm gave me!".

When his mother nodded his face became blank again before it was filled with slight anger again. Lisa meanwhile was trying to keep a straight face. She knew that they hadn't thrown his books away, Edward had just asked her to hide the books somewhere Brendan wouldn't find them so he didn't find out what Pokemon was inside his egg.

"Wait," he said, pausing for a slight moment looking contemplative. "Dad's lab has a lot of books of Pokemon Breeding, there's no way he threw his books away."

At this Lisa struggled even further to keep her laughter contained. She actually wanted to see her son's face when he went to his dad's lab only to find out that all of his books on Pokemon Breeding were also missing. Professor Birch was truly devoted from keeping Brendan from learning about what pokemon was inside his egg.

"I'm going to dad's lab, I'll be back later," he said before the boy ran towards the house's door, putting on his tennis shoes and then running as fast as he could towards the lab.

Once Lisa knew that her son was out of earshot, she let out a long loud bout of laughter that had her grabbing her stomach because it was becoming painful to keep laughing, but she couldn't stop, no matter how hard she tried.

Brendan meanwhile had entered his dad's lab soon after exiting his own house. The lab wasn't too far from his house and at the speed he was running he got there at record time.

The glass automatic doors opened revealing the sight of multiple scientist observing and taking notes on a small brown raccoon pokemon and the strong smell of antiseptic. The scientists looked up from their clipboards with some waving at Brendan while others gave a small smile. Brendan waved back at them as he stormed further down the lab and up the stairs.

Over the last couple of months, Brendan had become well acquainted with his father's colleagues. He headed towards the lab's library where he knew he could find the information he wanted.

After an hour of scanning every book in the library, he found out that there wasn't a single one about Pokemon Breeding or raising Pokemon eggs. He began to frantically rub his hands on his hair upset that he didn't find anything that would lead him to his mystery egg.

Much to the surprise of the scientists, who were slightly snickering from outside the room from the slightly ajar door, Brendan began banging his head on the table multiple times. If he had long hair, he would definitely look like he was into metal.

Professor Birch, who was also watching from the outside snickering, stopped as he fully opened the door and walked over to his upset son who had face down on the library table.

"Brendan, my boy what's wrong?" He asked, placing a hand over the young boy's shoulder.

"Dad," he paused for a moment as he was sniffling. "It's just that mom said that you threw my books away so I came here looking for any books that could help with my egg, but I got upset when I couldn't find any here."

"Well Brendan you see, there was a burglar in town that came and stole all the books on Pokemon Breeding we had, so there's no more left in town" looking rather stern instead of drowning in laughter like he was on the inside.

The boy raised an eyebrow clearly not believing him. After a quick stare down between the two males, Birch finally spoke again, "fine Brendan I'll give you my best book on Pokemon Breeding".

At this the boy perked up showing everyone a fake smile while on the inside he was smirking.

"Dummy he actually bought that episode. I knew that he and the other scientists were watching from the outside right from the beginning, so I staged that tantrum and tears so he would give me what I want. I should be an actor when I grow up as well", he thought deviously to himself.

His father came back with a hardcover book and handed it to his son. The book was titled, "The Principles of Pokemon Breeding and Pokemon Eggs" by Robert Elm.

Brendan was quick to grab the book and open it up to reveal it's knowledge. Much to his dismay and father's amusement, the book's pages were completely blank. Not even a pen mark was seen on any of the pages. Seeing his son's reaction Birch let out a laugh that would put an Exploud to shame.

"Brendan did you really think I didn't see through that little scene of yours. You are my son alright," he said wiping tears of laughter out of his eyes once he saw Brendan's reaction.

Brendan's face had grown a bright shade of red from embarrassment. He couldn't believe that his father had outsmarted him and he had done such a convincing job in his tantrum as well. Perhaps he wasn't cut out for acting after all.

"Dad you're such a meany," the young boy spoke crossing his arms trying to look threatening which only increased the laughter coming from his father and the scientists outside. His hand, which was still holding the blank book his father had given him earlier, tightened and he threw the book at his father smacking him straight in the face. Birch stopped laughing at the sudden pain on his face and began groaning as he rubbed his pained face.

"For such a small boy you throw those books like an athlete," he managed to get out through the laughter of the other scientists.

"Now we're even," he said standing up, proud of himself, from the library chair with another hardcover book in his hand readying himself as if to throw the book at the scientists who were still laughing at him by the door.

The entire group stopped laughing when the scientist at front who was laughing the hardest got a book to the face which instantly shut him up.

He was a green haired young man that wore large glasses. He slumped to the floor holding his pained face as the remaining scientists left the door and back to their work hoping to avoid getting hit in the face with a book.

"So I'll see you tonight. Bye dad," making his voice sound as sweet as possible as he left the library and entered the main part of the lab.

As he walked by, the scientists were weary to keep a close eye at his hands in case he wanted to have their faces kiss something that would hurt. They had no idea as to why when he threw stuff it always seemed to land on people's faces. They also wondered how his little arms packed so much punch into his throws. They wondered how much more it would hurt when he grew up.

He waved at them cheerfully before exiting the lab still slightly sulky he didn't get the information, but still pleased he had at least gotten his dad back for the embarrassment he caused him.

Later that night the Birch family sat down for dinner at the usual time, with Brendan's serving being more than twice the size of his parents combined.

Lisa was the first to notice the plaster on her husband's face as she asked, "so Edward, did a wild pokemon attack your face today?"

"Actually a certain little son of mine threw a book at my face".

Lisa looked at her husband then to her son. Brendan meanwhile seemed to not be paying attention as he was devouring his dinner. "Brendan did you really do that?" she asked slight concern in her voice although it sounded like she was containing laughter.

The boy stopped eating for a moment defending himself, "only because dad was a meany and embarrassed me in front of everyone".

"You even hit Joshua in the face with a book. He said you throw way too hard for a little boy," Birch spoke up again.

"Only because he was the one laughing the hardest and he was upfront so it was easy to aim for him. Taught that four eyes a lesson," he said while still shoving food into his mouth.

At this Lisa began laughing uncontrollably. Brendan wasn't sure if she was laughing at the whole ordeal or because Birch was speaking into his wife's ear most likely telling her how he had embarrassed the boy. She spoke after a short moment of calming herself down. "Really Brendan? You think we can't see through your tantrums? How dumb do you think we are?" she asked while still laughing.

At this Brendan grabbed a nearby book and hurled it at his mother. Much to his dismay however she managed to dodge the hit with ease as the book hit the back wall. "Oh please Brendan. Where do you think you got those throwing skills from?" she asked while still laughing her stomach off.

Brendan meanwhile had grown a deeper shade of red as Birch had now began laughing as well.

"Man...you guys are such meanies".

Thanks to everyone who has read so far I really appreciate it. Next chapter will definitely have the egg hatching so look forward to that.

Hope everyone who's reading from the US is having a great 3 day weekend. Till next time.