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Holding up the dirt covered relic in his hands, Mike let his excitement get the better of him, letting out a loud 'Whoooooooop!'. Even Portabello jumped in surprise. "Sorry," He said under his breath, looking around at the few annoyed people who halted their digging to plant nasty looks at the boy. Understandingly so, this was his first time digging for fossils and he just so happened to find the exact one he was looking for within an hour or so's time.

Excellent work Master, 'spoke the Breloom, a smile curved on his beak. Is there nothing you cannot do?

"Aw, quit kissin' my butt Portabello." the boy replied, patting the Pokemon on the head with a playful open palmed slap, the fossil still clenched in his left. Taking a closer look at it, the outline of a Pokemon's remains were clearly visible. The spiraled chambers coiled amongst each other, making for an almost hypnotic design. While he was inspecting it, Mike noticed how light it was for petrified rock. Mike gently tossed it up and down a few inches, a bit confused as to why it wasn't heavier. He remembered back to the PC in Fuschia, how it was an interesting bit of trivia how Omanyte specimens were so light after fossilization. It said that it was because the camerae chambers filled with air instead of rock, making for it being one of the lighter fossils. "How odd." He said to himself, as he gently brushed away the remainder of dirt.

Mike gently placed the fossil inside his backpack, grinning at Portabello. Thanks for your help.

Not a problem Master. said the Grass Pokemon, returning the smile.

Train looked at Pikachu. "Pikachu, come back! I'm gonna have Ratata fight this, ok?" She said. Pikachu took a regretful glance at Geodude and ran back to Train.

"Ok, Ratata! C'mon!" Train said, tossing up the pokeball. Ratata appeared in front of her, and Train caught the pokeball, then clipped it back onto her belt. "Ratata, Pursuit!" Train commanded, hoping Ratata had grown enough to know the attack.

It had, and Ratata was soon charging at Geodude. The attack didn't really do much damage, though. Definatly better for a pokemon switching out.

A flurry of Pound attacks quickly sent the growling Rattata into unconsciousness. The purple mouse would be okay in a while but would most likely wake up with a splitting headache, and probably think twice about attacking the pink duo again.

The threat of the purple menace being over the pair resumed their exploration of the maze, a little bruised but in much brighter spirits thanks to their victory. They passed ottomans, tables, lamps and a coat rack as they pressed on deeper into the attics gloomy depths.

"Well, that wasn't so scary after all" commented Twinkers. She paused and scratched her ear thoughtfully. "Where can that treasure be?"

Kaji waited outside with Tori as Brock fixed things up. Normally he would've helped but, Brock seemed to know just what to do and with Kaji interfering it would just be more so of a disaster. He waited, for about five minutes. Occasionally getting zapped by a tiny voltage a little less then that of static. Apparently, Rei was excited and was letting off electricity in reaction. Kaji soon enough saw Brock coming out of the gym. "Hey, sorry bout the gym. Especially over a scrimmage match." He chuckled a bit and it died down slowly when he noticed the mud on Brocks pants. "Uh, Is everything alright in there?" Kaji asked kindly. At this point Rei's sparks died down and she soon fell asleep on Kaji's shoulder.

Sparky sprung off Steffi's head and hissed at a small bush. A large rattata emerged, and defended itself from Sparky, who was about to attack.
"Sparky! Thundershock!" Steffi commanded. The pikachu was about to fulfill his order when a high pitched voice stopped him,
"No! Don't!" it called. A young girl, about Steffi's age came out from behind a tree. She was holding a pokedex in her hand, examining a caterpie. "Don't attack her!"
"Is this rattata yours?" Steffi asked. It looked really strong and fierce.
The girl nodded, and picked up her pokemon.
"That's a really cute pokemon, is it yours?" she asked as she pointed at Sparky, who twitched his left ears as usuall and answered,
"Pika?"
"Yes," Steffi explained. "Isn't he cute?" she picked him up and hugged him hard. Sparky squirmed in her arms.
"Perfect." the girl answered. Steffi looked confused. "I want a fight with your pokemon." she boldly stated.
"Well, if thats what you want I'm in for it!" Steffi exclaimed as Sparky jumped in front of the girl, and created spars from his cheeks.

Brock stood outside untill his visitors had gone away down the path. Then he noticed someone else coming up the road. "Hey Jerry, what too you so long? In your absence we've had quite a mess." Brock said as his junior trainer came back to the gym. The two were soon at work with the repairs.

"Leer!" Kurine said. Cyndaquil gave Ratata a small glare. It's eyes seemed to glow, and it hoped to lower Ratata's attack power.

Ratata seemed to dissapear for a moment. Then it reappeared slamming into Cynadquil. "Cyn-da!" Cyndaquil cried, as it was once again knocked off balance. The small fire pokemon quicly jumped back to it's feet, though. The attack, though, wasn't quite as strong as it could've been, which meant Leer had worked.

"Alright then! Cyndaquil, give it another Tackle!" Kurine told her pokemon. The little tan and green fire pokemon ran at the wild Ratata, slamming into the mouse pokemon. Ratata struggled to regain it's feet.

Allegra cheered happily as Twinkers claimed victory, and the little Skitty did a victory dance, her fluffy tail wagging around behind her with each step. She was eager to resume the search, even though the little fight had been rather invigorating. "You were great!" she told the Cleffa as they continued to delve deeper into the maze of forgotten items strewn about in the attic.

A bit of sunlight was streaming down through a crack in the window, giving them very little light to work with. By now, the kitten had adjusted to the musty old smell, as well as the eerie silence that seemed to blanket them whenever they stopped to look around and gain their bearings. A creepy creaking echoed from a corner of the room, causing Allie to startle, but the kitten recovered, rationalizing that if there was a treasure up here, it was probably being guarded by something other than a couple of restless Rattata.