>They wonder why it's taking you so long to heal from your wound
>Want to help speed up the process
>Party members meet and discuss, making a plan based on their individual strengths and weaknesses
>Your grass/bug type goes to collect berries
>Your dark type steals healing items from the pokemon mart
>Water type goes and scouts nearby water sources to find mineral rich pockets
>Ghost type channels good spirits into you
>Psychic type analyzes your charts, making sure the doctors aren't screwing anything up
>Last of all is your starter bro, whose sole job is to sit next to you day and night so someone's there if you wake up
>Doctors have lost hope, are supporting you mostly out of obligation
>"I mean he was shot in the face, what's the best that could happen?"
>Your parents, unable to support you anymore, decide to pull the plug
>Team catches wind of this
>Strongly disagrees
>Won't let anyone pass to access your machinery
>Doctors realize this is a dangerous situation, need to take care of them quickly or this will be an insurance nightmare
>Doctor Felix wants to battle!
>Team hold out well, but the doc having access to healing items is wearing them down
>Starter finally leaves your side, as he is The only one left
>The fact that he can't win makes him lose focus he falls
Through hazy eyes, you can just barely make out what's going on as you awaken. There's a pile of potions, oran berries, and such on your bed. At the end of the room is an angry looking doctor with a chansey. And next to you is... bro? You almost instintively look in the pile for a revive and toss it to him.
>Starter gets back up
>Prepares to fight but everyone else is just dumbfounded
>Starter looks to you, being too focused on the fight to comprehend where that revive came from
>Fiery/Leafy/Watery embrace
Strong pokemon.
Weak pokemon.
This is only the selfish peception of people.
Love not only makes you a great trainer, it might save your life someday.
