He sat around for who knows how long. Beside him, Luke was staring at him kind of funny.

He finally noticed about Luke and asks, "What?"

"Oh nothing," he responds, "How long have you've sitting there?"

"Uh...not sure. Like, fifteen minutes?"

"You've been here longer."

"Oh," he smiles, "I guess I lost track of time.

"What, exactly, happened to you yesterday?" Luke asked.

"Nothing that you would care about," Alex answered.

"Hmm... What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing that you would care about, do you not understand that?"

"Just wanted to know," Luke responded as he left the room. There were about two things that Alex was thinking right now: relations and the past. He couldn't believe he liked a Pokémon, and can't remember his youth past. He needed to know what happened in his youth. He couldn't ask Luke, or he'll know the other thought. He couldn't ask Absol, she'll want to know more, and the second thought. Not Ray, he doesn't know much, or wants to know. The last one to ask was probably his only resort.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing big-"

"Well good, since I can't do anything big. When are you gonna take this off?"

"I don't know, gotta ask Luke on that."

"Okay then...what did you want?"

"What...happened to my parents...when I was young?"

"Fuck..." Glaceon responded, "I knew this was gonna happen sooner or later.

"To tell you the truth, I really don't know. You were sorta...left."

"Abandoned?" Alex yelled out.

"Keep it down! We don't want to let Luke know." he said in a low voice.

"Why don't you want Luke to know?"

"Because we both swore to not tell you when you grew older and got more curious."

"Then why are you telling me when you're not supposed to?"

"It's better to fess up than to give up the truth.

"Anyway, you were left in the sidewalk between 2 houses: ours and the next door neighbors. Not sure if the neighbors heard you out there. It was when you an infant, by the way. We both heard you, at the time we weren't sure what it was. We looked out, and saw you. And, at the time, we didn't know shit about you: we didn't know who had you, what you were, or why you were there.

"You weren't exactly in a basket like other abandoned kids were...more like...in a blanket. We both walked over to you, I think the neighbors were looking, and saw papers you were laying on. They were birth certificates, and medical papers. So the birthday that you have now was correct, so we didn't have to give you a random month, day, and year."

"So my birthday is...?"

"Yeah, it is.

"We took you in without question, then the question came in when we took you in: are we gonna take care of you? We stood up almost all night for the answer. There were many factors for the answer: reactions outside, reactions inside, education, time, the effort. The education...wasn't taken care of, I'm still not sure if that was good or not, since your now somewhat smart as hell without education. The reactions...well...we're two guys in the same house; it's already weird right there. An infant to fill in an extra space, that's just wrong."

Hater Alex thought.

"By the way, I'm not a hater. It'll look weird to other people outside this house. Devoting time and effort to you, that was pretty hard."

"Was that around the time you were goin' out with her?"

"Yes, now shut up about it.

"I'm not entirely sure what he did with his spare time, but I had my own needs...until...recently..." Glaceon gets back into the conversation, "Anyway, we devoted a lot of time for you earlier in your life. When you grew older, we used less time, little by little. Until now, we only waste time on you when you really need it. Though a teen, you seem very independent."

"Since when did you noticed that?" Alex asked.

"The window is the only show I have," said Glaceon, "I can't be walking outside in this." He looks at his straitjacket. "I can just barely walk in this. When are you taking this off of me anyway?"

"You just asked that," Responded Alex, "When Luke thinks it's the time."

"Great time," Glaceon said sarcastically, "anyway, being independent at an early age, seems like you're the special kid, despite being abandoned. And the facts that you have a gun..."

"Okay..."

"And having a special power..." Alex's hand, the one that's not in a cast, started to glow with a green aura, and then disappeared after a while. "You really seem like the special one."

"Okay," Alex said, laughing a little bit.

"Though being a little...troubled," started Glaceon, "It seems hard to know something without a reason. Why did you want to know?"

"Why?" asked Alex," I met someone today..."

"Pokémon?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Just guessed. That's nice." Now he's really special. Sick fucker.

"And we were talking for a while, about stuff..."

He'd better not do it.

"We just talked. Nothing sick or anything like that."

Oh thank God...

"Just a part of what we talked about is what got me wondering. And the fact that I like a Pokémon."

I did not need to know that.

"I didn't ask anyone else, or they'll want to know more about things."

"Okay..." said Glaceon, "…is that about it?"

"Yeah, that's as much as I needed to know."

"Then get out of my room." Alex walks out the door when he says, "Hold on."

"What?"

"One more thing you would need to know to 'fulfill your youth memory.' We met Absol a few months after we took you in. She, too, tried to take care of you. Ray, we just met a while ago."

"Thanks," said Alex, "see you later."

"Now get the hell out of my room."

He left the room without a word.