Growing up, you had two Pokemon, Incineroar and Rillaboom. They were the cutest when they were little. More years have passed, and they have gotten much bigger..

You were in the kitchen , your mom and dad were sitting on the couch. Incineroar and Rillaboom stood behind you, both exchanging glares.

Incineroar: "Sup, can we go do sumthin outside? I'm bored.. and I must wrestle somethin."

Rillaboom: "I agree with the outside part, and I wish to go bask in the sun."