The next day

d After an intense cleaning session, your room was finally to your mother's liking.

Something curious was the fact that your Pokémon was willing to help you, from what you remember the Snivy species were too proud to do something so for commoner's, specially if it's a female.

Your mother must have scared her so much that any feeling of superiority was obliterated to the distortion world.

Not that it bothers you, since that is now one less problem.

Unfortunately, cleaning took almost the entire day so your first day of your Pokémon adventure was wasted.So you decided to spend the rest of the time bonding with your starter Pokémon.

And you quickly ignored how your mother laughed conspiratorially while taking as many photos of the two of you as she could.

This seemed to be too much for the young snake because when it was finally time to sleep she refused to get into her Pokeball as she hugged you like her life depended on it.

It would be comical, if you didn't know exactly how terrifying your mother could be, you once saw her subdue a Charizard with just one look after all.

When the next day arrived you made sure you had everything, before leaving to look for your friends, the three of you were supposed to travel together, at least until the first Pokémon center.

So with Snivy on your shoulders you left the safety of your nest.

Remembering this day in the future you decided that if you could change one thing it would be that you should have grabbed more bullets, and condoms, many more condoms.

Options:

1: Stroke of (lustful) luck.

2: Bad Fortune.

3: Something else.