It surprised him as well, honestly, seeing so many trainers from Johto.  Technically it would have been easier for him to take the Johto route first before setting foot in Kanto with his current team. Had he done so, he probably would have been at the third gym by nowâ€¦ Whitney. That bitch. She was so cocky when she showed off that evil Miltank, but if you squashed her she cried. It was more amusing than anything, but it was still quite the hurdle. With all the rumors he has heard about her, he was almost glad that he decided to take the Kanto route first. Sammy figured also, subconsciously, he didnâ€™t want to deal with his uncle being a worrywart. As much as he loved his uncle, the man could be so protective of him sometimes. It drove him nuts most days.<br/><br/>His aunt wasnâ€™t much better; hell she was the one who objected to this little journey of his. And as for his real parentsâ€¦ his mother and father never really said anything to him at all. Before he went on this journey he even wrote his father a letter, knowing his father might answer him. Every time they see each other it was always â€˜are you going to become a trainer?â€™ and when he rescued Serafine it was â€˜how many battles has she won?â€™ really got on his nerves, needless to say. But Sammy didnâ€™t become a trainer just to impress his family. He did it for himself and nobody else, wanting to travel around and prove to himself that he did have what it takes to be the very best. As much as he loved Mahogany Town, it was small, mountainous, and rather boring at times.<br/><br/>Aside from that weird shopkeeper a few years ago when all that commotion at the Lake of Rage was going onâ€¦ That shopkeeper was an odd one. Letting his mind wander for just a moment, Sammy wondered just what the hell happened to him. He was a nice guy who seemed to have huge ambitions despite being soâ€¦ peculiar.<br/><br/>â€œOh yes, coffee would be wonderful. Iâ€™m completely drained but I donâ€™t think Iâ€™ll be getting much sleep,â€ he said, coming back to the campfire and away from thoughts about home. He knew sooner or later he would hear from home, first his father then his aunt and uncle, but until then he would just relax and enjoy himself while he still could. â€œPretty sure I passed my window of opportunity, to get a chance to sleep a few hours ago myself honestly.â€ He added with a light chuckle. Serafine, on the other hand, was completely out, curled up in a neat little ball next to him.<br/><br/>â€œI, wellâ€¦ I havenâ€™t been a trainer long, but Iâ€™ve sort of grown to appreciate fire types. After being with Serafine here for awhile I couldnâ€™t help but grow attached.â€ He said, figuring this was a good way to keep a conversation going. When he first started out he really didnâ€™t have a favorite type, but as his bond with Serafine grew so did his love for fire types. They were so majestic, headstrong, and were very beautiful in his eyes. Well, in this neck of the woods having a fire type as your main PokÃ©mon was fucking rough, but later in the region and in Johto it was a piece of cake. He wasnâ€™t sure about the other regions; heâ€™s only visited Hoenn once with his father and hell he wonâ€™t lie, heâ€™s never even heard of Unova before other than it was a ways away from here.<br/><br/>It interested him to see just how many different kinds of people were gathered here. Sammy was starting to get the feeling that this was going to be a good night.