Flying-Type Life Prologue

=Flying-Type Life=

Prologue
New-York City, an apartment in a quiet neighbourhood.

“Come on Sweet, it’s gonna get cold!”

“Yes mum.” replied the young man as he put on his New-York Yankees cap and exit his room.

At the table were two Servums, already eating the freshly-made pancakes. Sermum was a Flying-type, the same as the son she always call Sweet, Swervum, while his sister, who was devouring her breakfast, was a Worm-type named Crystal. When she hatched, their father left, never believing that Sermum had Worm-type grandparents.

As Swervum began to eat, his mom spoke up. “So what are you doing today? Nothing dangerous I hope, I’m glad that you are helping so much since you got that job, but don’t overdo it...”

“Don’t worry mum, I’ve always got my squad with me. Besides, Papa’s a good man, he’d never make us go anywhere dangerous.”

“Well, alright, but I can’t help but worry because of all the street crime I hear about lately...”

“Big brother!” Said the young Worm as she finished cleaning her plate. “Have you told Papa about me yet?”

“Sorry, I haven’t, he’s been very busy lately. Anyway, you should concentrate on school right now, summer is soon.”

“Alriiight.” She replied as she left to go get ready for her day. Swervum soon finished eating and got up as well right when the doorbell rand. “Well, they’re here. Thanks for the meal, mum!”

“Be safe, Sweet!” she told him as he put on his favourite pair of Jays. He replied “I will!” As he left with his squad.