No I won't!!! [He rolled over onto his back, complaining.] I won't survive! My baby brother's heart has been closed and locked! It hurts! It kills the man!!!!

[He stared at his brother, upside-down, and continued frowning.] It did. We met at a department store, and he was looking around for painful clothes, like he does. I showed off my pokemon that my friends helped me get, and he tried to accuse me of stealing them like a criminal! And then when I told him what's what he stormed off! It took my friend later telling him the truth for him to eat crow.

And now I'm helping him a little, but it's sill not a team. He's wandering around with a depressed fish most of the time, anyway. The poor thing sounds like it sees nothing but misery. It made me depressed.