To them, you were their whole world.

Sure, Ingo and Emmet’s life was quite privileged, but their their parents hadn’t gotten the time to shower their children with much needed attention, and thus depended on both their Pokémon and you.

“… and then Emmet and I submitted a really cool project for the art contest, and we won!” Ingo’s bombastic voice excitedly announced.

“We did,” Emmet agreed with a nod, never letting his signature impish smile falter. “Good thing that Jerry never won.”

“Agreed, brother.”

The pair were telling you about their day and experience at their elementary school at the moment.