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>Be me
>8 or so
>Mom signed me up for ballet cause my sister wanted to do it
>Fucking ballet
>Try with all my might to get out of it
>"Sorry honey, we already paid for it"
>Fuck
>First day
>Bring my GBA and Fire Red
>Grudgingly do the ballet shit (which is actually really good exercise)
>Notice the only other male
>He looks like he wants to kill himself
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>Afterwards there is some time before our parents come to pick us up
>Play Fire Red
>Kid comes up to me with a GBA and Fire Red himself
>"Whatcha playing?"
>Oh uhh Pokemon, you ever play it?
>"What starter did you pick"
>I sense him testing me
>Squirtle, what about you?
>"I chose Charmader."
>We stare at each other
>All the girls have gone silent in awe as the alpha male is challenged
>Like a gorilla challenging the king of the jungle
>I ask him to battle
>"Sure thing, but don't get mad when you lose"
>You what, motherfucker?
>All the girls gather round and watch as we battle
>It's a hard fight, and the pressures on with all the qt's watching
>I clutch that shit out like a god as Blastoise crits his Charizard with Surf
>"Haha, you're pretty good. What's your name?"
>I'm anon, you?
>"Oh, my name's Guy. Let's play again next time"
And that's how I met my first Pokebro. We did shitty ballet and played Pokemon together for years in our harem of women. We were gods amongst men, and Pokemon masters at the same time. We performed the Nutcracker in front of a huge crowd 3 times a year every year (one time I got to be the lead male character, all the girls wanted me, get fucked kiddos) around christmas and had so much free time that we spent playing all the pokémon games, eating candy, and trying to get girls to kiss us. Lost contact with him before DP came out, and all I could think about was playing that shit with my bro when I first got it. Hope he's doing well.
