My name is....?

As he felt a hand supporting his head, bright white lights filled Clyde's vision. After 10 seconds, he felt that his whole body was now exposed outside. He felt the air rush into his lungs as the umbilical cord, where he gets his oxygen when he was in the womb, was cut and cleaned up. He felt pain as he tried to take in the air that he missed when the cord was just cutten off. However, after a while, he normally breathed again and the first thing that he noticed was the smell of sterilization in the room. Adapting to the light, Clyde saw a man wearing a whole-body scrub suit with a scrub mask and surgical cap on his head.

"It's a boy Mrs. Evans!" He heard the doctor with a muffled voice say.

"Really? Could you let me see?" A familiar graceful feminine voice with a hint of tiredness asked.

The doctor cleaned him up then put him in a warm blanket before giving him to the woman who asked the question. Feeling the change of hands holding him, Clyde took a look at the woman who he thinks is supposed to be his mom. She has a pointed nose with a narrow nose bridge. Golden blonde locks decorated her face but it was obviously mixed with sweat. Even though her hair was stuck on her face, her brown eyes that seemed to be full of intellect made her look even more captivating. "What a beautiful mom" Clyde thought. He saw her smiling brilliantly when she saw him looking at her, but she realized something and worriedly asked the doctor "Why is he not crying?"

"Some babies don't cry when they are born, however some of these cases are due to the child having defects at birth. But that doesn't mean that this child has defects, we can try hitting his buttocks to see if he feels pain and will show any reaction" the doctor stated.

"Do we really have to hit him? I don't want my child being hurt. Is there no other way of confirming that he is normal?" Clyde heard another familiar manly voice speaking out his own thoughts.

Clyde thought that it is embarrassing that someone is spanking you just after you were born. Even if it is a normal procedure, he still has a mind of an eighteen-year-old boy after all.

Answering the man who asked a question, the doctor hurriedly explained "It's not necessary Mr. Evans, it's just that it is what we normally do to check if there are any problem that the child may have. This would be the case if he doesn't respond from the hits in his buttocks. The reason is that we need to know if he feels pain or if he has the ability to speak. May I suggest both of you, the parents, try in getting your child to react? Since it's your child and he may be more familiar with you guys if he heard your voice when he was just in the womb. That may cause the child to react due to his familiarity with the both of you."

"Seems like the doctor is not a newbie, and thanks to that, I will not have to experience a spanking session" Clyde thought with a mental sigh.

"Can we tickle him? If he laughs or show any reaction, would that be okay?" Mrs. Evans asked with conservation.

Hearing the suggestion, the doctor instantly replied "That's a good suggestion Mrs. Evans! However please be gentle because infants are sensitive to touch."

"Uh-oh, Please no, please no, please nooo!" However, before Clyde could do something, the inevitable came.

Faint laughter was heard all throughout the delivery room. Right just after Mr. Evans touched the sides of Clyde. Angelic giggles came out from the baby boy whose brown eyes turned into slits and a bright smile was displayed in his lips. The people were stunned after hearing the giggles; The nurses, the doctor, and even his parents Mr. and Mrs. Evans. Just right after the giggle faded, the door of the delivery room opened.

"Click."

Then faint footsteps were heard as a pink silhouette came in. It has a pink ovoid figure with stubby arms and dark pink feet. There were tiny eyes and three hair-like growths on each side of its head. The tufts of its hair have dark pink tips and on the center of its belly is a dark pink pouch that contains a single white egg could be found. A short tail could be seen poking from its behind.

Walking to the bed, the figure suddenly spoke and said "Chanseey chanseey~!"

"Oh, Chansey! Hello! You got good timing! I'm just finishing up here with the Evans Family. Since you are already here, please bring this handsome baby to the nursery room." the doctor said to Chansey as he took Clyde from his mother's arms and put him into the incubator.

"Chansey chansey~!"

After nodding, Chansey pushed the incubator out of the delivery room which has Clyde in it.

"Does he really need to separate from us? Can't he just stay here with me?" Mrs. Evans pleaded to the doctor.

"Mrs. Evans, we will just monitor and observe your baby for a few hours. If there's nothing wrong and everything is normal, we will give him back to you. Just bear with it for a while." After explaining, the doctor then reminded "Now please think of a name for the baby so that when a nurse came and asked you for it, it would proceed smoothly. Let me ask the nurses to transfer you in the recovery room." When the doctor left the delivery room, the nurses immediately transferred Mrs. Evans to another bed then pushed her out of the delivery room and transferred her in the recovery room.

After settling down in the recovery room, the husband and wife faced each other.

"Grace, why don't you rest first? We'll think of a name for our child after you take a rest." Mr. Evans gently said to his wife.

"Not yet David, I want to think of a name right now so it won't be more complicated later. Well I've thought of it for a while since the moment we discovered that our child is a boy earlier in the delivery room. Since our ideas always collide when it comes to most of things, why don't we make it short and name him." Grace then whispered the name into her husband's ears." I've been wanting to name this for our next boy child since this is the reason why our flaming love never fades. Now, that name is the symbol of that." Grace stated and expectance filled her face as she waited her husband to reply.

A contemplating look surfaced on the manly appearance of David. He has curly brown hair and striking brown eyes; with the same pointy nose and narrow nose bridge as his wife. The striking resemblance of both husband and wife's eyes really surfaced upon the eyes of their third child.

"I think that it is a great name, and is also apt as it symbolizes our spark in love." David was in agreement to his wife's suggestion.

"That's great! A new Evans, another child of our family. I really have high hopes for him since his elder brother and sister are both accomplished people. Anyways, speaking of them, where are they? Haven't Bill and Sarah called you yet?" Happiness then turned into annoyance as she was waiting for the appearance of her two elder children. It seems like they won't show up yet as it was a sudden notice. Grace was expected to labor next week but her pipe suddenly broke and she was brought to the nearest hospital as fast that they can. Well, the rest is history.

"I left them a message already. Sarah replied that she will book a plane right now and it is scheduled at midnight since she is at Celadon City right now. She just finished a competition and is now hurrying to pack her things and head home. Now, Bill hasn't replied yet, but I guess he haven't read the message yet since he is in the wild. But he will rush here as soon as possible at the moment he received our text. He has been waiting for a baby brother for a while now and I guess he would be thrilled to know his brother's gender. I guess he may take a while since he's a lot farther than we know." David calm narrated the happenings of their two elder children to his wife. Accepting the reasons, Grace closed her eyes when suddenly, exhaustion came over her and she instantly fell asleep.

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After 6 hours

In the nursery room, a baby boy could be seen looking everywhere. His eyes were wandering all around the place. Bright brown eyes that are filled with intelligence if you looked at them.

"It's so boring here... I know I couldn't move a lot and all but putting me here in an isolated container is just plain boring. Just right after I was transferred here, I slept for hours, but when I wake up, I still need to sleep? Maybe I should cry in order to gain their attention. I couldn't form words yet since the muscles in my tongue is not yet that developed." Clyde was pondering on what to do to relieve his boredom when suddenly he saw nurse in the corner of his eyes. Glancing at her, he saw the nurse walking straight to his incubator.

"Will I be out? I guess the observation period is over which is why I could be with my parents now huh. Parents and Family... What a foreign word and feeling. Maybe this could be the universe giving me a chance to relive my life with a new family. This could be my chance to experience what I haven't before. Alex and Old man Sam, I love you guys! But now I'm in a new life, I think I must forget my past life and focus on living the current one." Complex thoughts filled his mind when he saw the nurse open his incubator and took hold of him gently.

The nurse then left the nursery room with Clyde in her arms. As she passes by the halls, Clyde memorized the corners and turns that the nurse took. After a few minutes, the nurse finally stopped at a door with a sign board "Patient: Grace Evans". The nurse knocked three times then opened the door and came in. She then gave Clyde to his mom who just woke up due to the knocks.

"Mrs. Evans, here is your baby. The observations are normal and he seems to be really healthy. You must have taken care of him well when he was just in the womb! That aside, I'm also here to follow up on the name of the baby" After explaining, the nurse quickly asked "What name would you give him?"

After hearing the discussion, David woke up at the sound of chatter when he suddenly heard the question asked by the nurse.

Looking at Grace who nodded at him, David then said to the nurse "Clyde. Clyde Evans. That would be his name, a symbol of how our ideas as individuals or husband and wife collide but produced such lovely children."

Looking tenderly at their child, Grace and David smiled happily while looking at the child who seems to be also looking at them.

"What? What is my name? Can you repeat it? Did I hear that correctly? My name is.... Clyde?" Shocked with the coincidence, Clyde became silent.