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Tea's Sinnoh Story
A Pokemon Diamond/Pearl/Platinum Story

Snowpoint City

"Raaarrrraaagghhhhh! Coconut!" My leg jerked involuntarily, sending the poor Pokemon tickling my legs flying off the bed. Bringing my toes back under the safety of the covers, I shoved my head under my pillow.

"Snover?"

"Go away." I rolled away from him. My eyes drifted closed and I was just about back to sleep when he blew a gust of Icy Wind under my pillow. With another scream, I launched myself off the bed and scrubbed at my frozen face. The snickering stump Pokemon at my feet waddled out of the room as I screamed for my father.

"It's too early for all this yelling. What's wrong?" My father stuck his head in my room. Cleaning his glasses on the hem of his sleep shirt, he surveyed me through brown eyes. Rumpling his blond waves of hair that fell to the bottom of his ears, he started to laugh. "Can't hit snooze on the Snover alarm."

"Not fair sending your Pokemon in here," I pointed at him. "Maybe if Coconut used a Grass attack I wouldn't wake up screaming."

"If Coconut used a Grass type attack to wake you, we would never get to see your smiling face," My father yawned and walked out of the room. "Come down for breakfast when your face thaws."

"Very funny!" I yelled after him. But since I was awake and all...

A glance at my Togekiss clock told me I'd better get moving. There was breakfast to eat and I hadn't exactly finished packing. The ferry was leaving at noon and I still had a million things to do.

"Oh look, snow," I sighed at the flakes falling outside my window. "I am so sick of the snow!"

"Shh!" My mother stuck her head in the room. "Your little brother is asleep."

"Soooo sorry," I rolled my eyes. "Well my breakfast isn't going to eat itself..."

Mom didn't get the hint as she shut the door behind her. "Are you excited?"

"To get away from all this snow? You bet I am!"

"Oh Tea," Her hazel eyes widened, threatening tears. "I can't believe you're leaving to start your journey in just a few hours."

"Mom," I sighed. Her long blond braid swung behind her as she hurried over and wrapped me in a hug. "It's going to be okay."

"I know," She nodded, trying to convince herself. "But you know you can come home again anytime."

"Yes, Mom," I hugged her back. "I love you."

"I love you too," Hands on my shoulders, she held me at arm's length and met my eyes. "Now if you remember, your father and I would like you to pick up a Pokemon for your brother. Something we can't get around here. And definitely something harmless. I'd recommend a Shellos. They're so cute and I'd bet he'd love one."

"I'll remember," I said. "And I'll bring it round when I come back to challenge the gym."

"Just take things one step at a time," Mom said. "I know you'll do your best. You've always been rambunctious, Tea. Your father and I may have never ventured beyond Route 216, but I always knew you would be a traveler."

"Snowpoint is my home," I said. "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to wearing shorts."

She laughed and kissed my forehead before heading back out of the room. One look at my unpacked bag and I sighed in defeat. Trailing my mom, I padded down the stairs and into the tiny kitchen.

"Morning Mango!" I wrapped my arms around my mom's Medicham. Mango had always acted like a nanny to my brother and me. She was a Fighting/Psychic type and one of the gentlest Pokemon around.

My father was sitting at the table with a mug of coffee and the morning paper. Coconut the Snover sat in the chair next to him. They'd both been snickering since I'd walked into the kitchen. Ignoring them, I gathered up a plate of pancakes lovingly made by Mango before I flopped in the chair furthest away from them.

Shoving a fork full in my mouth, I pointed the empty utensil at the giggling duo. "I'm still mad at you."

"Oh you'll be missing us soon enough," My father exchanged a look with his Pokemon. "We'll sure miss you."

"Are you sure you don't want to take Mango or Coconut?" My worry Weedle of a mother was back in the kitchen, wringing her hands. "You may not believe it but they're both strong Pokemon."

"Morning, squirt!" I ruffled my little brother's blond curls as he sat in the chair next to me. Mango hurried over with a plate of pancakes. "And I don't want to take your Pokemon, mom. I want to build memories with my own team."

"Alright," My mom looked unconvinced. I made a mental note to check my bag and pockets before I left in case she tried to sneak one of the Pokemon along with me. "I just thought-"

"Professor Rowan will have starters waiting when the ferry arrives in Sandgem," My father flipped the page in his newspaper. "It's a really nice thing he's doing for Tea."

"Which one are you going to pick?" Asked my brother.

"I don't know yet," I admitted. "I kind of wanted to meet them first."

"You might not get first pick," My mom reminded me. "There are other trainers starting their journeys and they might live closer so they'd get to pick first."

"As long as there's one left for me," I said. "I promise I'll bring my whole team to meet you, Cider. We'll all play in the snow together."

"Mom I wanna go with Tea!" Cider whined. "I'm almost old enough."

"You're only eight," Mom ruffled his curls. "Give it a few years."

"You wouldn't let me go when I was ten!" I said. "I'm going to be the oldest trainer picking a starter."

"You're fifteen, not forty," My father rolled his eyes. "And you're never too old for Pokemon."

"But you can be too young," My mom said for Cider's benefit. "You're just going to have to be patient my precious Pichu."

Cider and I shared an eye roll. I even thought my father echoed the look, but the movement was so fast I might have imagined it.

"Good pancakes, Mango," I hugged the matronly Pokemon again as I dropped my dishes in the sudsy sink. "I'm sure going to miss your cooking. Dad, please make sure mom doesn't slip me a Pokeball when I'm not paying attention."

"I'm on it." He turned another page of the newspaper. As I passed, I kissed his cheek and then bent and kissed the top of Coconut's head. It was hard to stay mad at that dopey little stump.

Thundering up the stairs, I took a quick shower and then faced my empty bag once more. There hadn't been any summer clothes in the shops, so mom had spent the past few weeks helping me design and sew my own outfits. I couldn't wait to reach warm weather and change out of the parka and snow pants I felt like I'd been wearing my entire life. Though my parka was a bright happy orange, I'd carried the summer theme in my clothes. My room was painted a pleasant orange crème. Cider liked bright colors too as his room was banana yellow. It was weird to think of the things I would miss.

Attaching my sleeping mat to the bottom of my brown canvas shoulder bag, I then loaded up my homemade outfits. Wadding up my snow pants, I shoved them in the bag. But I was stuck with the parka until the ferry reached Sandgem.

The Togekiss clock chimed the hour as I aimed a blow dryer at my collarbone length blond hair. Once it was dry, I parted it to the side and tucked in into a low ponytail that swept over my left shoulder. Tucking my white hat with the orange brim on my head, I nodded to my reflection. Adding a picture of my family to my bag, I spotted a bottle of nail polish on the nightstand. My nails were currently a sparkly orange called Coral Staryu and I couldn't stop glancing at my fingertips.

"You're coming with me," I slipped the polish into my toiletry bag. Shouldering my bag, I grabbed my puffy parka and clomped back down the steps. Back in the kitchen, my family fawned over my trainer apparel and my mom took about a million pictures of me, Cider, and the Pokemon.

And then we were walking through the sleepy streets of Snowpoint City. The charming red roofed buildings disappeared as we walked down to the shipyard. The ferry was waiting.

"Good luck, Tea," My mom hugged me. "We love you."

"I love you," I hugged her, my dad, my brother, and Mango and Coconut. Since the Pokemon were present, I knew my mom hadn't snuck them into my bag. "We'll see each other again soon."

Gripping the strap of my bag, I walked the platform onto the ship deck. Showing my ticket to the attendant, I hurried up the steps to the observation deck.

"All aboard! Canalave city and then Sandgem town!"

The boat honked happily. Turning on the deck, I waved to my family. As excited as I was for my adventure to begin, I couldn't help but feel a little homesick at the thought of not seeing them every day.

"Goodbye mom! Goodbye dad! Bye Coconut and Mango! See you soon, squirt! I love you guys!"

The boat pulled away. My family and I waved until we were out of each others sight. I then had to turn towards the unknown horizon. A journey was beginning.

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Tea's Sinnoh Story
A Pokemon Diamond/Pearl/Platinum Story

Snowpoint City

"Raaarrrraaagghhhhh! Coconut!" My leg jerked involuntarily, sending the poor Pokemon tickling my legs flying off the bed. Bringing my toes back under the safety of the covers, I shoved my head under my pillow.

"Snover?"

"Go away." I rolled away from him. My eyes drifted closed and I was just about back to sleep when he blew a gust of Icy Wind under my pillow. With another scream, I launched myself off the bed and scrubbed at my frozen face. The snickering stump Pokemon at my feet waddled out of the room as I screamed for my father.

"It's too early for all this yelling. What's wrong?" My father stuck his head in my room. Cleaning his glasses on the hem of his sleep shirt, he surveyed me through brown eyes. Rumpling his blond waves of hair that fell to the bottom of his ears, he started to laugh. "Can't hit snooze on the Snover alarm."

"Not fair sending your Pokemon in here," I pointed at him. "Maybe if Coconut used a Grass attack I wouldn't wake up screaming."

"If Coconut used a Grass type attack to wake you, we would never get to see your smiling face," My father yawned and walked out of the room. "Come down for breakfast when your face thaws."

"Very funny!" I yelled after him. But since I was awake and all...

A glance at my Togekiss clock told me I'd better get moving. There was breakfast to eat and I hadn't exactly finished packing. The ferry was leaving at noon and I still had a million things to do.

"Oh look, snow," I sighed at the flakes falling outside my window. "I am so sick of the snow!"

"Shh!" My mother stuck her head in the room. "Your little brother is asleep."

"Soooo sorry," I rolled my eyes. "Well my breakfast isn't going to eat itself..."

Mom didn't get the hint as she shut the door behind her. "Are you excited?"

"To get away from all this snow? You bet I am!"

"Oh Tea," Her hazel eyes widened, threatening tears. "I can't believe you're leaving to start your journey in just a few hours."

"Mom," I sighed. Her long blond braid swung behind her as she hurried over and wrapped me in a hug. "It's going to be okay."

"I know," She nodded, trying to convince herself. "But you know you can come home again anytime."

"Yes, Mom," I hugged her back. "I love you."

"I love you too," Hands on my shoulders, she held me at arm's length and met my eyes. "Now if you remember, your father and I would like you to pick up a Pokemon for your brother. Something we can't get around here. And definitely something harmless. I'd recommend a Shellos. They're so cute and I'd bet he'd love one."

"I'll remember," I said. "And I'll bring it round when I come back to challenge the gym."

"Just take things one step at a time," Mom said. "I know you'll do your best. You've always been rambunctious, Tea. Your father and I may have never ventured beyond Route 216, but I always knew you would be a traveler."

"Snowpoint is my home," I said. "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to wearing shorts."

She laughed and kissed my forehead before heading back out of the room. One look at my unpacked bag and I sighed in defeat. Trailing my mom, I padded down the stairs and into the tiny kitchen.

"Morning Mango!" I wrapped my arms around my mom's Medicham. Mango had always acted like a nanny to my brother and me. She was a Fighting/Psychic type and one of the gentlest Pokemon around.

My father was sitting at the table with a mug of coffee and the morning paper. Coconut the Snover sat in the chair next to him. They'd both been snickering since I'd walked into the kitchen. Ignoring them, I gathered up a plate of pancakes lovingly made by Mango before I flopped in the chair furthest away from them.

Shoving a fork full in my mouth, I pointed the empty utensil at the giggling duo. "I'm still mad at you."

"Oh you'll be missing us soon enough," My father exchanged a look with his Pokemon. "We'll sure miss you."

"Are you sure you don't want to take Mango or Coconut?" My worry Weedle of a mother was back in the kitchen, wringing her hands. "You may not believe it but they're both strong Pokemon."

"Morning, squirt!" I ruffled my little brother's blond curls as he sat in the chair next to me. Mango hurried over with a plate of pancakes. "And I don't want to take your Pokemon, mom. I want to build memories with my own team."

"Alright," My mom looked unconvinced. I made a mental note to check my bag and pockets before I left in case she tried to sneak one of the Pokemon along with me. "I just thought-"

"Professor Rowan will have starters waiting when the ferry arrives in Sandgem," My father flipped the page in his newspaper. "It's a really nice thing he's doing for Tea."

"Which one are you going to pick?" Asked my brother.

"I don't know yet," I admitted. "I kind of wanted to meet them first."

"You might not get first pick," My mom reminded me. "There are other trainers starting their journeys and they might live closer so they'd get to pick first."

"As long as there's one left for me," I said. "I promise I'll bring my whole team to meet you, Cider. We'll all play in the snow together."

"Mom I wanna go with Tea!" Cider whined. "I'm almost old enough."

"You're only eight," Mom ruffled his curls. "Give it a few years."

"You wouldn't let me go when I was ten!" I said. "I'm going to be the oldest trainer picking a starter."

"You're fifteen, not forty," My father rolled his eyes. "And you're never too old for Pokemon."

"But you can be too young," My mom said for Cider's benefit. "You're just going to have to be patient my precious Pichu."

Cider and I shared an eye roll. I even thought my father echoed the look, but the movement was so fast I might have imagined it.

"Good pancakes, Mango," I hugged the matronly Pokemon again as I dropped my dishes in the sudsy sink. "I'm sure going to miss your cooking. Dad, please make sure mom doesn't slip me a Pokeball when I'm not paying attention."

"I'm on it." He turned another page of the newspaper. As I passed, I kissed his cheek and then bent and kissed the top of Coconut's head. It was hard to stay mad at that dopey little stump.

Thundering up the stairs, I took a quick shower and then faced my empty bag once more. There hadn't been any summer clothes in the shops, so mom had spent the past few weeks helping me design and sew my own outfits. I couldn't wait to reach warm weather and change out of the parka and snow pants I felt like I'd been wearing my entire life. Though my parka was a bright happy orange, I'd carried the summer theme in my clothes. My room was painted a pleasant orange crème. Cider liked bright colors too as his room was banana yellow. It was weird to think of the things I would miss.

Attaching my sleeping mat to the bottom of my brown canvas shoulder bag, I then loaded up my homemade outfits. Wadding up my snow pants, I shoved them in the bag. But I was stuck with the parka until the ferry reached Sandgem.

The Togekiss clock chimed the hour as I aimed a blow dryer at my collarbone length blond hair. Once it was dry, I parted it to the side and tucked in into a low ponytail that swept over my left shoulder. Tucking my white hat with the orange brim on my head, I nodded to my reflection. Adding a picture of my family to my bag, I spotted a bottle of nail polish on the nightstand. My nails were currently a sparkly orange called Coral Staryu and I couldn't stop glancing at my fingertips.

"You're coming with me," I slipped the polish into my toiletry bag. Shouldering my bag, I grabbed my puffy parka and clomped back down the steps. Back in the kitchen, my family fawned over my trainer apparel and my mom took about a million pictures of me, Cider, and the Pokemon.

And then we were walking through the sleepy streets of Snowpoint City. The charming red roofed buildings disappeared as we walked down to the shipyard. The ferry was waiting.

"Good luck, Tea," My mom hugged me. "We love you."

"I love you," I hugged her, my dad, my brother, and Mango and Coconut. Since the Pokemon were present, I knew my mom hadn't snuck them into my bag. "We'll see each other again soon."

Gripping the strap of my bag, I walked the platform onto the ship deck. Showing my ticket to the attendant, I hurried up the steps to the observation deck.

"All aboard! Canalave city and then Sandgem town!"

The boat honked happily. Turning on the deck, I waved to my family. As excited as I was for my adventure to begin, I couldn't help but feel a little homesick at the thought of not seeing them every day.

"Goodbye mom! Goodbye dad! Bye Coconut and Mango! See you soon, squirt! I love you guys!"

The boat pulled away. My family and I waved until we were out of each others sight. I then had to turn towards the unknown horizon. A journey was beginning.