A traditional start

After dinner, you felt ready to start your pokemon journey. You headed to the lab across the street to meet with Professor Birch, a friend of your father who had agreed to give you a starter pokemon.

Inside the lab, you saw a variety of machinery off to your right and a few bookshelves off to the left. There was a lot of clutter and papers everywhere. In the middle of the room, you spotted a cute girl your age who had a bow in her hair and was wearing a red red sleeveless shirt and a pair of white short shorts over black legging shorts. She was talking to an overweight man with a beard who was wearing a labcoat.

"...know that, dad. I've been helping you with fieldwork for years now." The girl said.

The man sighed. "I know, I just worry about you." He glanced to the side, noticing you. "Oh, hello there! You must be Emery!" You nodded. "It's good to meet you. I'm Professor Birch." He gestured to the girl. "This is my daughter May. She's also planning to start her pokemon journey today."

You held out a hand, and May shook it. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." She replied. "If we're traveling at the same time, we're sure to run into each other a lot, so I hope we can be friends."

You nodded. "That sounds nice." Either that or you might catch her, you hadn't decided yet. But you certainly weren't going to try in front of her father.

Speaking of her father, Professor Birch led the two of you over to a small table, where three pokeballs sat in an open briefcase. "These are the pokemon I have for you to choose a starter from. Treecko, torchic, and mudkip." He opened the balls as he listed each pokemon.

The treecko looked around, then calmly leaned against the leg of the table, watching you and May with a gleam of eagerness in his eye that contrasted the rest of his body language.

The torchic gave an excited chirp, flapping into the air before falling on his face. He got back up, appearing unphased by the accident, then ran a little circle around you and May.

The mudkip was curled up when it appeared, and sleepily looked at you and May before tucking its head back in to keep sleeping.

May looked at you. "You can choose first, I like all of them."