The egg sandwich was gone, and Mimiki had to stop and look at the map. "Ok, then... Turn right at the Pokemon Center.... Hh, hm, hm.... Ok, then!" After figuring out the route to take, she stuffed the postcard in her bag and got back on her bike. She turned right at the Pokemon center, but then she got stomach cramps. "Ow.. ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" she whispered as she held her stomach with her free hand. Dang. Of all the times... And I'm running late, too! She started sweating because of the pain. Almost there, almost- she thought. She looked at her watch for a second. "Only three minutes left!?!? Screw the cramp, I'm going full speed!!!" she yelled as some people in the street started staring at her. She released her hand and put it on the bike handle. Her sweat of determination started getting larger. Her breath increased, and her paced hastened. Then, after what seemed a year, she could see the lab. "Yes, finally!" She realized she was going too fast, and she didn't have time to stop the slow way. She turned the bike sideways, making black stripes in the road and the aroma of burning rubber. The bike finally stopped, but not without throwing the rider off and towards the door. The sliding door opened, causing Mimi to crash and burn on the cold hard floor of the lab. The other started staring at her as she said, "Morning, Professor Rowen.."