Libby! :D

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Jen found herself running into the forest that surrounded Pallet Town. Her face was burning in anger, while her eyes were brimming with tears.

        “Not fair!” She cried as she blindly raced passed the trees. Her foot hit something hard, causing her to face plant into the tall grass.

        “Hey!”

        Jen jumped to her feet and looked around. She didn’t see anyone nearby, but she had sworn that she had just heard someone.

        “Hello? Who is there?”

        A growl came from behind her as the small, purple creature tackled her to the ground.

        “Ouch.” Jen groaned as she knocked the little Rattata off her back. “Sorry, lil’ guy for falling over you. I should have been much more careful, huh?”

        The Rattata stared at her and growled again.

        “Sorry. I’m not a trainer, so if it’s a fight that you’re looking for, you won’t find one with me.” She said with sagging shoulders.

        The Pokemon apparently didn’t care. It leapt at her and tried to bite her nose. Jen, reacting quickly, dodged the attack and ran. She could hear the Rattata chasing after her, furious with Jen’s show of cowardice.

        “I’m ssooorrryyy!” Jen screamed over her shoulder.

        She leapt through the trees and stumbled into a bike rider. Before she or the rider could react, the Rattata shot out of the trees and tackled Jen in the back, knocking both her and the bike rider over.

        “Oomph!” They both groaned.

        Jen slowly got to her knees and looked over at the Pokemon. The purple rat stuck its tongue out at her before racing back into the forest.

“Stubborn little Pokemon…” Jen muttered to herself as the rider behind her climbed to her feet.

        “Is that how you say hello to family, Jenny?”

        Jen flinched and quickly swirled her head around to see her older sister. “Libby! Oh my gosh! What are you doing here? How did you get here…how long have you been here?” She asked as Libby helped her to her feet.

        “I flew in awhile ago to come see you and your starter Pokemon. I also got you a little something-something.” She said as she handed Jen the bike.

        Jen’s jaw dropped. The bike was blue with two medium sized baskets on the front and back side of the bike.

        “I figured you could carry your starter in the front basket until it got too big to fit, and put whatever else you have in the back basket.” Libby said with a grin. “At least, that’s what I did.”

        “Libby…it’s a nice present, but-”

        Libby held up her hand to Jen. “No, no. I will not have any of this, ‘but you didn’t have to be a super cool sister and get me something for my birthday’ nonsense.”

        Jen’s shoulders sagged as she looked down at the bike sadly. How was she going to break the news to her?

        “Come on, sis.” Libby said happily. She was completely oblivious to Jen’s melancholy attitude. She wrapped an arm around Jen’s shoulder and walked her back to their house. “Let’s show mom.”

        “We’re home!” Libby chirped loudly as she and Jen walked through the door.

        “Libby?” Their mom asked as she appeared from the stairs. She had a stunned look on her face. “I didn’t know that you were coming. I would have made-up your room for you. When did you get here?”

        “Eh, not too long ago, and forget about my room. It’s fine. Besides, I came to see Jen off as she starts her training.”

        “See her off?” Their mom asked as her tone grew colder.

        Libby smirked. “Yeah, she got her starter Pokemon today, right?”

        The room was silent. Libby looked from Jen to her mom and back to Jen. They were glaring at each other. Libby could almost see fire burning in each of their eyes.

        “I wasn’t allowed to get a starter Pokemon because of Lucy.” Jen growled, finally breaking the silence.

        Her mom flinched at the sound of Jen saying her name. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

        “B.S., Lucy! How the heck am I going to get hurt? Look at Libby for Pete’s sakes. Does she look like she has gotten hurt? No!” Jen asked as she motioned to Libby.

        “It’s true, mom. The worst thing that has ever happened to me during my travels was losing a battle every so often. It’s no biggie.”

        “Well, I’m not changing my mind. Especially since you stormed out of the lab earlier today with such a rude attitude. And then, when I came back home, you were gone, Jen.” Their mom began to cry. “Do you know how scared I was that you had run away?”

        Jen’s features didn’t soften. “No, Lucy, I didn’t.”

        “Was that why you were in the forest?” Libby asked.

        “Libby!” Jen cried turning to her ignorant sister.

        “You were in the forest…alone?!” Their mom shrieked.

        “Ugh! Yeah, I went into the forest.”

        “But, you could have been attacked by a wild Pokemon. You cannot be reckless like that!”

        “Well, maybe if I had a starter Pokemon, or any Pokemon for that matter, I wouldn’t have been attacked!” Jen gasped and covered her mouth, but it was too late. Her mom had heard her.

        Her mom’s eyes widened. “You…were attacked?” She glanced at Libby. “See, it is too dangerous for her to be out on her own.”

        “Mom,” Libby said trying to be polite, but her words came out as an annoyed groan, “You’re being way too overprotective.”

        “It’s for Jen’s own good that I am.”

        “I’m not staying in Pallet Town for the rest of my life, Lucy. You can’t keep me here forever.” Jen growled.

        Her mom turned towards her. The anger had returned in her eyes. “Watch me. From this moment until I say so, you are grounded.”

        “What?!” Both girls yelped.

        “That’s right. Jen, you are only allowed to travel around Pallet Town and to the store. If you wish to go anywhere else, it will be with me. Otherwise, you will be at home. Now go to your room.”

        Jen scowled at her mom before stomping up the stairs and slamming her bedroom door.

        She ran and jumped onto her bed, burying her face into her pillows. She screamed as loud as she could into her Pikachu pillow, expelling her anger, but that didn’t work. She grabbed the edges of the pillow and screamed louder and louder until finally she felt faint and passed out.

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