(I should state that this will have MASSIVE spoilers for the game.)

"Today's the day, Alex!"

Yui My headcanon name for the player's mother called up to Alex's bedroom.

The fourteen year old walked down the stairs and went up to hug her.

"You're really excited for this adventure, aren't you?"

She asked, chuckling.

Alex smiled.

"You bet! I've always wanted to travel around the island, doodles by my side. And it will all start today!"

"Well, I'll be wishing you luck, honey. Don't forget how much I love you."

"Don't worry, I won't forget even a bit about it!"

Alex walked out the door, and went over to the lab to get his first Doodle.

"They don't pay me enough for this..."

A professor mumbled, before putting on the most forced smile ever and walking towards Alex.

"Hey there! I'm guessing you're here because you want to participate in the key hunt?"

"Yup! I already know which starter I want!"

"Perfect. Right this way, please."

He lead Alex to the Doodle Machine.

"Please choose between Pupskey, Vipember, Tabbolt, and Skrappey."

Alex tapped on the arrows until the screen showed Pupskey, and chose it.

"You chose Pupskey? Not a bad choice! They're incredibly loyal and make great companions!"

"Yup! That's why I chose it! That, and my love for ice types."

"Now, let's test it in a Doodle battle!"

The professor sent out Tortles.

Alex sent out Pupskey.

"Alright Pupskey, let's show him your true power! Use Snowball!"

Pupskey did as he was told, and just like that, Tortles was down.

"Wow! You certainly picked a strong Doodle!"

The professor withdrew Tortles.

"Alright, now your next order of business is---"

The door opened.

"I'M HERE FOR MY RARE DOODLE!"

The professor's face went pale.

"Oh no..."

A rich boy came through the door with a butler.

"Master Quincy, please refrain from screaming while in buildings."

"WhatEVER! We're only gonna be in this crappy town for the next hour."

"Very well. I'll prepare your father's private jet."

"Where's the professor, Reginald? Why didn't he come meet me at the door?"

"It seems that the professor is preoccupied with someone else."

Quincy ran up the stairs, Reginald trailing behind him. Quincy sneered at Alex.

"You're entering DoodleCo's key finding competition?"

Alex gave a naive smile.

"Yeah! Nice to mee---"

Quincy interrupted him.

"Don't make me laugh! A poor loser like you having any chance?"

"..."

"Now move out of the way, loser. My dad owns most of the island."

The professor butted in.

"I'm sorry sir, but the Doodle Machine can only be used every---"

Quincy's face turned red in rage.

"I SAID GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!"

Alex stepped back, letting Quincy go up to the Doodle Machine.

"Master Quincy, please be reasonable about this..."

Quincy realized there was a cooldown.

"...I have to wait another 20 minutes..."

Out of frustration, he turned to Alex and pointed at him.

"You know how people settle their arguments on this island? With a Doodle Battle! If I win, I get to keep your Pupskey!"

"Wait, how did you know I picked---"

"JUST SHUT UP AND BATTLE ME!"

Quincy sent out Shelldo, and Alex sent out Pupskey.

"Pupskey, use Snowball!"

Pupskey obeyed, sending a snowball towards Shelldo. It knocked her down, but she was able to get up.

"Shelldo, use Smack!"

Shelldo ran up and smacked Pupskey. It didn't do a whole lot.

"Pupskey, finish this with another Snowball!"

After the second Snowball, Shelldo was down and couldn't get up.

"...My special Doodle lost? Impossible..."

Quincy withdrew Shelldo, putting the capsule in his pocket.

"Master Quincy, the private jet is ready."

"This isn't over!"

Quincy ran down the stairs and to the door.

"I'm terribly sorry about my master's behavior. As apologies, I will tell you the location of the nearest key."

"Really?"

Alex perked up.

"Yes. The key is near Graphite Lodge."

"Thanks so much! You're nothing like that rich boy."

Alex snickered, knowing Quincy didn't hear the jab at him.

"REGINALD!!! WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG?!"

Reginald walked over to Quincy, and they exited the lab.

The professor was in slight disbelief.

"Well... That was certainly... Something."

Alex was more confident than before, but knew better than to be arrogant.

"Hell yeah it was."