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C hapter I
It was a nice day in Farlig Town, a small Norwegian-speaking town where pretty much nothing happened. As such, when something did happen, the whole town was there to see it.
And on this particular day, something did happen.
Everyone in the town was gathered at the clinic. They were eager to the boiling point with anticipation as the woman in the doctor's office screamed and struggled. After a while of this, the Chansey who happened to be on staff at the time reached over and delivered the baby from the screaming woman. She handed the baby to the doctor, who was flush with excitement.
"It's a boy!" the doctor proclaimed.
The lucky couple almost skipped all the way back to their house, where they found Machop flexing his mighty muscles and Mr. Mime busily dusting off a window curtain. The family got along very well with their Pokémon, and the baby's father was looking forward to teaching his son to share that same love. The parents began to ponder as they watched their first born wobble around.
The mother was the first to pop the question: "What should we name him?"
Naturally, the baby's parents thought and thought. Naming a baby is a very important part of parenting, and it proved to be especially difficult in this case. But the baby's mother remembered the beauty of a good winter snow, with the slush and the solid ice that always made the ponds and lakes look so beautiful. It was like a paradise away from summer. After that, it didn't take her long to decide what the baby's name should be.
"I've got it, honey! Why don't we name him Glasorden?"
The father thought, and before long, he decided that Glasorden would indeed be a good name for his son. So that's what his name was. Excited about picking a good name for their baby boy, they placed the cards and ribbon that they got from the townspeople on their fireplace. They wondered what the future held for their pride and joy. Little did they know of the grand adventures that he would embark on as a skilled Pokémon Trainer.
Chapter II
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