Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon.

My head was buzzing. Louder, louder. I had stopped being able to hear my own thoughts roughly two hours and thirty five minutes ago. (My body had been as inactive as my brain, leaving me nothing to do but stare at the clock.)

"Norman."

I vaguely heard a feminine voice calling my name somewhere way in the distance. Great. Now I can't physically hear anything as well.

"Norman."

That voice seems really familiar... I probably would be able to think of it in an instant if I could think at the moment.

"NORMAN BRYANT MAPLE!!!!!!!!!! SNAP OUT OF WHAT EVER TWISTED WORLD YOU ARE TRAPED IN!!!!!! RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!"

Oh yeah... That's Caroline... My wife... So much for happy wife, happy life...

"Hm? I'm here."

"Norman, I've been calling your name for the past few minutes!"

"Oops..."

She sighed. "May will be fine, and so will Max. Everyone goes on their Pokemon journey when they're ten."

"But Max isn't even ten! And May... She just... I worry about her."

"You know as well as I do that May loves traveling, and is probably better at it than we are. As for Max, he's a smart kid, and he's got both May and Ash to look after him."

"But she has never traveled without us!"

"I know, but as I said, she's probably better at traveling than we are, and plus Ash has quite a bit of traveling experience himself."

"I know... But to be honest, I doubt May will end up being a trainer."

"What makes you think that?"

That just doesn't seem like her style."

"Then what do you think she'll be? A breeder?"

"I don't know. But she's not going to. She'd have to understand a lot of different things, if you get my drift."

"Norman!"

"Okay, okay. I still don't think she'll be a breeder."

"That's not the only thing bothering you."

"There's nothing else bothering me."

"Norman."

"What?"

"We're married. I can tell. What is it?"

"Nothing."

She rolled her eyes. "Last time it was nothing was when you were trying to think of ways to legally get revenge on one of May's classmates in first grade because he tried to kiss her."

She stared at me, arms crossed firmly over her chest.

"I'm not getting out of this, am I?"

"Nope."

"It's just... A few days ago, she was two and still learning to walk straight."

"I know what you mean, they grow up so fast-"

"That's not where I'm going with this. One day when she was five I asked her if she knew what love was."

"Oh?"

"She said she knew, and that love was red paper hearts. She's ten now and off on her journey she'll be meeting even more people."

I sadly looked at the ground.

"And she'll probably be traveling for the next few years, as she becomes a teenager. I'm just afraid that she'll learn what love is..."

"You're not ready to let go yet, are you?"

"No. I'm not ready. I don't want to lose her just yet."

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Short chappie. It's more like an intro.

The chapters will be longer, but I don't think they'll be as long as my other story's.

I'll see what I can do length wise, though.

Cfbear2 out!