"Chirp! Chirp!" Throughout the sixteen years of Serena Yancy's life, she never once needed an alarm clock. Her mother's pesky little Fletchling did the job for her just fine. Whether she wanted to sleep in or have some peace in her room, that Fletchling would always find some way into her room. It had almost become routine for that irritating Flying-type to barge into her room and start her day off rudely. "Get out of my room! It's a freaking Saturday!" Serena shouted at the top of her lungs when she found the bird Pokémon perched on top of her dresser. "Don't you know that barging in is rude?"