Professor Willow came back quicker than she thought he would, with a bag filled with really varied Pokémon to boot. He gestured to the pokeballs he had arranged neatly on the table and one by one, the soon-to-be trainers had lined up to grab their very first Pokémon. Slow to react, Cecily had been pushed near the end of the line. She peered curiously at each trainer as they chose their Pokémon, her eyes alight with unadulterated joy as she shared in their excitement. The first that had gone was Mr. Movie Star, and he was quick with his decision. A Cleffa. Cecily smiled, thinking they seemed to suit each other well just as Andre ([i]the[/i] Andre Bellamy—she still couldn't wait to tell her sister all about it) happily exclaimed how the two of them matched. 

A Starly was picked next, and it seemed to form an instant bond with its trainer. She wondered idly whether she'd be able to form a connection with her own Pokémon just as fast. The loud girl—she really ought to find out her name, referring to her as the ‘loud girl’ seemed sort of rude—had ran up to the table so vigorously, Cecily found herself feeling jealous. She wondered if she could share some of her vigor with her since there seemed to be enough for at least three people. In any case, Abigail Linwood (as she theatrically cried out just moments ago) had chosen a Honedge. Cecily remembered reading about it. The Sword Pokémon. It was said they were born when a spirit inhabits a sword, and that they would drain a person's energy should they ever dare to grab its hilt. But that probably was just a myth, because Abigail had clearly grabbed onto its hilt and she still had energy to spare.

Then it was that quiet book boy, who took a little longer to select his. Unlike Abigail (he seemed like the antithesis of her, honestly), he didn't make a scene, going instead to a corner to get familiar with his Beldum. Then he went back to his book, which must be really [i]really[/i] interesting if he couldn't wait to go back to reading it even after getting his own Pokémon. Anyway, hands down her favorite part had been Mr. Grumpyface randomly choosing his. His expression was the best, especially when he was being all nonchalant just seconds before. His Igglybuff was adorable, and by the look of it, completely not what he expected. She definitely wanted to see how the dynamic between them would develop. 

Cecily's turn came after the raven-haired guy who had gotten a Larvitar. Slowly and thoroughly, she inspected the remaining pokeballs. The Happiny was the first to catch her eye. She'd grown up around Chanseys and Blisseys, so she knew just how to take care of them. But then she saw the Togepi, and it instantly reminded her of her favorite fairy tale. It was about the curious girl who followed a Bunnelby down a hole and into a world with talking Pokémon. Later on, she'd come across a Togepi that had sat on the wall and talked about the most nonsensical things. When it fell, no one could put it back together again, not the Ponyta, the Rapidash, or even the mythical Keldeo.

Cecily grinned to herself and quickly reached for the Togepi's pokeball, then quickly stepped out of the others' way. Once she found a space for herself, she pressed on the trigger button on the pokeball and released her new partner. Cecily was practically oozing with giddiness as the Togepi appeared before her, as amazing as she thought it would be. "Hi there," she greeted it, bending down to extend a hand to it. "My name's Cecily."

The Togepi looked up at her, as if assessing the girl smiling like an idiot, then shook its head. It responded with the cutest "priii" she'd ever heard before slapping her hand and turning away with a huff and a scowl.