Ponymon Part 1

One morning in Sweet Apple Acres, a dark brown haired teenager rolls out of bed, his head meeting the floor.
    "Guagghhh! Ooooh buck! Buck! Buck!" The boy shouted as he grabbed his head in pain. The dark brown haired boy looked over at the clock. "Ohhhhh no no no! That can't be right!" The dark haired boy then put on some rectangular glasses before giving the clock another look. "Oh hay no! Jack! Jack! Get up we're late to see Oak!"
    The boy known as Jack, however wasn't keen on getting up. "What the hell kind of time do you call this...?"
    "I call it eleven o'clock, we were meant to see Proffesor Oak at bucking nine!" The dark haired boy excalimed as he tried to get into a pair of black jeans.
    Jack leapt out of bed upon the news, only to fall over dizzy from the sudden motion.
    "Hurry up dude, actually, don't hurry up, I get to choose my Ponymon first, ha!" The dark haired boy stated as he pulled on a grey t-shirt with yellow spikes imprinted on it.
    Jack stumbles about aimlessly. "Like it matters, you already know which one you want Adam." Jack replies with a barley contained yawn as he sets about gathering his belongings.
    "W-wait what're you doing? A bag...?" Suddenly it hits Adam. "Oh hay! That's right!...awww man, forgot to bucking pack!" Adam scrambles about the room, shoving a random assortment of things into a shoulder bag.
    "Well you best hurry up..." Jack states as he puts on his headset, standing impatiently.
    Adam looks back at Jack. "Yeah well some of us don't sleep in their clothes like you dude."
    Jack was wearing grey cargo trousers held tight by a belt with pouches attached, a plain light green shirt, a grey sleeveless jacket, a baige scarf with a light brown tips around his neck along with matching wristbands, a pair of sporty grey and black trainers to match his rather simple attire , and on his shoulder he lumbered a brown shoulder bag, which he pulled out a small red device which he slapped on his wrist.
    "Oh great I can't find my freakign walkman...buck it..." Adam commented before slipping on a pair of fingerless black leather gloves and a black leather jacket.
    "Ready?" Jack asks, tapping his foot on the ground by the door.
    "Just a minute just a minute." Adam replies as he puts on and ties a pair of black canvas shoes with white tips. "Oh almost forgot..." Adam walks over to the desk, and takes out a gold pendant with onyx inside from a nearby draw, smiling as he put it on, Adam lugged his bag over one shoulder before running to the door.
    A few minutes later at the Ponymon lab, the two stood before a desk with three ponyballs on it.
    "Where's old Oak?" Adam wondered.
    "Hello!" Jack called out.
    Suddenly the doors behind the two opened as Professor Oak walked in. "Ah, sorry boys, I thought one of you might try to go out into the tall grass for some reason..." Professor Oak stopped in front of the two. "Now boys, to put it simply, I want you two to do what I can't because of my old age: go out and explore the world of Ponymon!"
    Oak turned to the three ponyballs. "On the desk there are three ponymon for you, now they're low-level because rookeis like you won't be able to handle higher level ponymon yet, go ahead pick one each, but choose wisely..."
    Jack stepped up to the desk and picked up the ponyball to the left. "Ah fluttershy huh, she's the ponymon of kindness."
    Adam walked up to the ponyball to the right, picking it up he lets out a wild grin. "Pinkie Pie, the ponymon of laughter, heh-heh."
    Oak nodded. "So, whatever your reasons, to catch them as your test or train them as your cause, I want you both to understand the power that's inside." Oak suddenly picked up two strange red devices behind him. "Which is why you'll need these." Oak handed Jack and Adam the devices.
    "What are these?" Adam asked.
    "Ponydexes, use them to record the data of every Ponymon you encounter, however some details you won't be able to know until you catch the ponymon. I want you both to catch as many as you can, okay?" Oak explained.
    "You can count on us!" Jack states enthusiastically.
    Adam nods before the two start to walk off.
    The two stop outside at where the tall grass grows.
    "So...there's meant to be ponymon in here right? I don't see any..." Adam asks as he looks at the overgrown weeds.
    "Perhaps they're hiding..." Jack pauses "Why don't you go first?"
    Adam clenches a fist. "Me and Pinkie are ready for anything!" Adam then walks off into the tall grass.
    Not wanting to get left behind, Jack follows Adam through the grass.
    Suddenly a wild Applebloom charges towards Adam and stops a few meters away in an aggressive stance.
    "Whoa, what's this?" Adam asks as he pulls out his ponydex.
    "Applebloom, the little sister ponymon, one of three types of ponymon that have never managed to get a cutie mark, it is believed that Applebloom will one day evolve into Applejack." The ponydex explains.
    "Well looks like our first battle, so let's go wild, Pinkie!" Adam yells as he throws his ponyball, releasing a small pinky pony with a fluffy mane.
    "Oooh! We're battling? Hiya I'm Pinkie Pie what's your name?" Pinkie asks Adam.
    "I'm Adam, your trainer."
    Suddenly Applebloom jumps forward. "I'm gonna get a cutie mark for battle!"
    "Alright Pinkie, take her out with Hoof Stomp!" Adam orders before Pinkie Pie stomps Applebloom into the ground, stopping her lunge.
    The wild Applebloom staggers around before fainting.
    "Awwww yeah we did it!" Adam yells as Pinkie Pie leaps onto his shoulder.
    "Yeah! Woo! Oooh who's that guy?" Pinkie asks, staring at Jack.
    "That's my friend Jack. Hey Jack why don't you let out Fluttershy?" Adam asks.
    "Sure, it couldn't hurt." Jack replies as he grabs the ponyball from his belt and throwing it high into the air, with a bright red light out came Fluttershy.  
    Pinkie lept off Adam's shoulder and down to Fluttershy. "HIYA I'm Pinkie Pie! Who're you?" Pinkie asked, curiosity booming in her voice.
    "Erm, ah, uh I'm Flu...Fluttershy" Fluttershy replies rather sheepishly.
    "Well hey there Fluttershy, I'm Jack your new trainer." Jack introduced himself.
    "There's no need to be shy there Fluttershy, we're all friends here." Jack tried to coax the ponymon out of her shell.
    "Oh..I'm sorry, I uh...didn't mean to offend anyone..." Fluttershy replied.
    "That's ok, no offence taken. I guess I'll leave you out of your ponyball for the time being, you know to get to know each-other better." Jack stated.
    Suddenly something caught Pinkie Pie's attention behind Jack. "Oooh what's that? Another pony?"
    "What? Where?" Jack asked, startled. As jack turned around he saw a wild Sweetebelle staring him in the eyes. "I'm gonna get a battle cutie mark!" "
    "Not today!" Jack yelled in a rather deep voice. "Fluttershy Go! Hoof Stomp that pony!" Though secretly Jack feared that this pony would be to afraid to attack, when she surprised him, stating very calmly: "Don't be sorry! Be assertive!" Fluttershy then proceeded to stomp the wild Sweetebelle.
    The wild Sweetebelle staggers for a moment before falling to the floor.
    "Wait Jack, ponydex! Ponydex!" Adam shouted over.
    "Yeah yeah ponydex! Ponydex!" Pinkie Pie repeated bouncing on the spot. Immediately following Adam's advice, Jack pulls the pokedex out of his bag.
    "Sweetebelle, the little sister ponymon, another ponymon which never seems to get it's cutie mark, like Applebloom, it is believed this ponymon will evolve into Rarity." The ponydex explained.
    Satisfied about the pokedex entry Jack turned to Adam. "You know, she kind of looks part marshmallow, don't you think?"  
    "Oooh I want marshamallows! Can we have marshmallows? Can we can we huh?" Pinkie Pie asked Adam without need of breath.
    Adam looked out at the fields ahead. "Well, it's a long walk to Ponyville, least I think that's the next town..."
    "Indeed, well lets get going, no sense in wasting time here. Come on Fluttershy."
    Adam and Jack carried on through the tall grass, not knowing where their adventure will take them next.