Buster was my first launch day pokemon. I played quite a few games before hand well after they came out, but this was my first starter on the day they were new.

Buster was a girl. Named it that because I didn't realize it's gender till half way through the story. Loved her to death, she was a bro.

Fast forward a couple years and I heard a family was in need. Great people, fantastic kids, and Christmas was around the corner. So I gave the kids my old 2ds and Pokemon Sun(since I don't care about that game lol). Since they couldn't read English this was cool because they could just set the language to there's. They we're ecstatic that they could finally read a game, they cried, I cried, my translator friend cried. I don't why, but we did.

Every was cool. Until I realized I transfered Buster to Sun. Because I wanted to bring her to the next generation hoping she could go with me from Gen 6 and beyond. But, before I gave the 2ds and game away. I formatted it. She's gone. Because I'm a dumbass. Why I care so much over a pile of pixels I'll never know, but she was my pile of pixels.

R.I.P. Buster, you deserved a better trainer.