>>1832473The damn jeans were too tight. They were a perfect fit two years ago… I would’ve gladly thrown them out already if the ogre I have for a mom bought me clothes more often. I can’t believe that woman haunts me still after I left her house!
“Oh, no! Oh, no!”
I check the damage. It got ripped hard around the middle of my butt, leaning a little to the right. The hole is about a finger’s length, horizontal. Definitely shows my underwear.
I hear the Ralts snickering at me.
“Shut it, you!” Definitely not a great first impression.
The Ralts mocks me further by imitating my mannerisms to a commendable degree, as if it had broken something on its back, too. I decide to let it go; I have bigger worries right now. I’ll learn to sew or something and cover my rear when around people, there is no helping it.
“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it off, traitor. I am your trainer now; that means I am your boss, you know?”
The Ralts shrugs. “Whatever”, I can easily understand.
“Look, we’re heading into the wilderness and it might be dangerous? Do you have any attack that could help us or something?
I fall back on my butt. Ralts startled me, it growled. I was about to get angry, but I remembered growl is an actual Pokémon move. I can’t get mad at the little thing for following my orders.
“O-okay (ouch). Anything else?”
It growled again. It startled me again. This time I only yelped, though.
“Got it, got it. What else??”
It growled again. Oh, boy… I think what is the problem here.
“This is gonna be a loooong journey; uh… Ralts. No, wait. What should I call you?”
a) No nicknames, ever. All Pokémon retain original name.
b) Nickname Ralts, but only because it’s my first Pokémon.
c) Nickname Ralts, and maybe the next few others I catch.
