CHAPTER 1: MAD, MAD BEGINNINGS.: We last left some sort of imaginary people somewhere arguing like old ladies over the fate of this random 10 year old girl I send to this creepy fuckwad hikkomori type who calls himself the 'Dev Team .... thing'. While Venus is having some sort of nervous breakdown over there, I'll introduce you to the new flunki-
: Who da fuck you callin' a flunky, you pinhead?!.
: Aha! So you really aren't hard of hearing after all!.
: Erm, I mean... whaddya say, sonnie? Speak up!
: Anyways, meet Sol - the new host of this show. With the banter chit-chat out of the way, we now switch to what's happening inside the Devteam household.
: No... no! Please...! Not this!.
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: .... well, there's no easy way to put this...
: Why the long face, dad? Don't you love me anymore?
: Oh no - its just that your stats just suck-
: Yay! My stats suck but my dad loves me!
: *Facepalm* You don't have to be so damn cheerful about it. Besides, we have something important to do.
: What is it, dad?
: Yeah. Drop your clothes and stand there for a bit.
: Okay!.
: That went better than expected...
- Spoiler: show
:A few minutes pass...
: GTFO!
: Get out!
: Okay, okay!
perv.: So, dad - what was that about?
: I was taking your measurements. It's summer - and heatwaves are everywhere. Let's go get you some proper clothing, eh?
: Do I get to go naked?
: .... that's entirely your business.
: Yay! I'm naked!
:
I should've shut up.--
At the tailor's shop...
: Okay, I want one rag for me, and a summer dress for my kid here.
: Sir?. Are you parading her around naked?
: NO I'M NOT! SHE WAS HIDING IN MY COAT! YOU KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!
: You go, dad!
: I - we - we'll need you to dress her and bring her back here to take her measur-
: YOU KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER TOO!
: But...
: YOU WANT HER MEASUREMENTS? ITS 26/18/27! NOW GET HER THE CLOTHES SHE NEEDS!
: ...
: ...
: ...That'll be 70Gp, please.
: Thanks for sellin', strainjah!
: You damn well better - or else Rei's gonna sneak into your room at night and touch you in bad places.
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: And... and I thought hikkomori were nice ones...!!
: Sucks to be you, babe.
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: Hey kid, like your new threads?
: Uh huh!. They're cool and comfortable!
: So how about getting cool and comfortable on dad's knee? There's something I gotta tell you.
: What is it?
: Well, it's like this - I worry about you.
: Why?! I'm not sick!.
: That may be so - but can you put up a real fight?
: I... I guess not.
: That's why I'm worried. There will come a day when you'll have to go on without me.
: ...
: That's why, I need to ask you for a big favor. Will you do it for me?
: Dad, I'd do anything for you.
: In that case, I want you to train and become the best pokemon master there is.
: Huh?
: Whoops! Wrong game!
: Ha, dad! You so silly.
: Still, I'd like to see the day when you can actually stand up by yourself.
: Is that so...
: Yeah. Sorry if this was a bit sudden, but you don't-
: Don't worry, father....
: I did say I would do anything for you. This is no exception.
: Starting today, I shall train my mind and body, so that you can look upon me and be proud!
: Yeah?.
: Yeah. I'll even prove to you that I can work, learn and master everything. Starting today!.
: I believe in you. Then, let's work up a training plan...
End of Chapter 1: Mad mad beginnings.