To find a Gold in a childstack // closed starter
Silver wipes the sweat from their forehead, their breathing still heavy as they collected their pokeballs, all healed up, and began to head for the pokecentre's doors. Proceeding these events, he and his Pokemon had just had a big training session, fitting to a relatively new regime that he'd had to make to suit his new style of thinking, as well as to suit his pokemon.
And of course, next was time to take a rest. The teen had found this time was either boring or relieving. Boring, because the redhead-- secretly prior to him being able to openly admit it-- wanted to play with his pokemon, which he did after rest, and relieving because training was always tiring.
Silver sighed. Today was a boring day, they decided as they walked out. Or, it was meant to be a boring one. As soon as they walked out, kids delighted yelling could be heard. Must be some part of a child's game or something, they assumed. Time to be nice. It was a hard habit to get into, but a necessary one... Even if one kid did just nearly knock Silver over.
Looking up to tell the kid off (only for a brief moment!), whoever had bumped into him got left off the hook when Silver saw who was leading this ring of small children (or... "playing with them").
Gold.