Hey, Sis, glad you got home. I need to talk to you about something. It concerns a series that I know you enjoy, and that I certainly enjoy. Pokémon.

Love that smile! Reminds me of someone…

Sorry, right. About these, uh, ice packs. I know I look terrible. Bruises, scrapes. It's been rough. It's been a rough day of school.

Please, stop interrupting! This will be a long story, and I want to get as much detail as possible. It's real. I think. Don't quote me on that. But it sure felt real. I'll answer your questions, I hope. Except the how and the why. I don't know.

Get yourself a snack, or something. We have a few hours until Mom and Dad come home, and I'm as excited to tell it as you are to hear it. Like, I'm really excited. Absolutely ecstatic.

So, you know Kanto. Everyone does. It's been in ten games so far. Well, I've been there. I traveled throughout the region. Myself, and I'm sure you remember Garrett. Few others. We'll get to them.

Yes, I did. Again, I'm not sure it was real, but I certainly did. I didn't get these injuries for nothing. Or I might've. I need to stop questioning. Distracting. Sorry. You don't care.

Well, here's something that will get you interested. I don't suppose you've heard of the term "Moemon". "Moe" is essentially a Japanese term for little girls. And, well, I had a team of six. Or several teams of six.

Yeah, they were adorable. They were great fighters. We had some problems, some complications, but I think things worked out for the better.

Okay, enough foreshadowing. Go get yourself a snack, Sis. I'll collect my thoughts, and when you come back, I'm going to tell you a story. A story about…

…my adventure with Moemon.