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Someone's in a good mood. The Pokemon smiled, vines wrapping slowly around his torso. Portabello leaned forward, in a near fetal position and slowly joined Mike and Flannery in sleep.




Mike eventually succumb to his fatigue, and fell into a dreamless sleep. For once he had nothing to complain about, nothing was wrong. For the first time in his life, things made sense. Rising a little late, as per usual, the boy took a long shower, spending quite a bit of time making his hair look nice. "Like a screaming train, I'm just a locomotive machiiiiiine!" He sang loudly in his imperfect singing voice.

Soon he was all washed up, hair dried. The 'ding' of the dryer hearkened his standard clothes, all clean and tidy. "It's a good day." He said to know one as he exited the Pokemon Center, clothed and ready to get down and dirty fixing up the Gym.

Portabello was standing right outside the door, chirping happily. Nice going last night master. He thought spoke with a wink.

"Stop calling me master, I don't want to feel like I'm higher up in some social class than you. Sheesh, sometimes you act more human than I do." He smiled, patting the Breloom on his head, who welcomed the affection, nuzzling the side of his trainers stomach with a look of bliss on his face. Mike swore he heard him purr. "Sometimes." The boy said, snickering at his silly Pokemon.

The duo made their way to the Gym, walking through the sliding doors. "I hope I'm not too fashionably late..." He was a little worried, not wanting to mess things up this early.

"Giovanni!" called out a voice. The man raised an eyebrow and turned around. A woman was running towards him. The Rocket Leader took a step back, placing a ringed hand along the busted tube that once housed a certain Scyther.

"What is it?" he demanded.

"Sir!" the woman saluted, "There has been an attack in Saffron City!" Giovanni's eyes widened and his ringed fingers grabbed the woman's shoulders rather tightly.

"Tell me!" he growled, "Who's been attacked!?" Something was coming over him. Was it pity for those attacked? Surely not. Perhaps he was jealous of the attacker? No, no. Giovanni was never jealous.

"Sir!" she gulped, "Two trainers. Nina Williams and Kilik Ranmo," Suddenly, she felt herself being pushed against the wall, yet free of Giovanni's grasp. A dark chortle was coming from his throat.

It seems young Kilik has finally gotten what's coming to him... he thought with a smirk. "Well. I applaud the man responsible. However," he placed his right hand in his pocket, "I've wanted to kill that boy myself. I'll be back." He turned on his heel, heading down the hallway of the lab. A few scientists looked from the Head to the experiments on which they were working. Since the attack on his headquarters by Mike, Nina, and Kasiya, everything had been repaired and returned to normal.

"Keep that tube untouched and busted!" he had ordered. The busted pod that kept Kilik's Scyther would remain unchanged as a reminder of his hatred towards the boy. Giovanni reached a door and he wrenched it open.

"Time to see if she's ready..." he laughed.

"Drowzee eats dreams; in order to eat, it must put its prey to sleep. A nightmare or night terror will give it indigestion, and it prefers the dreams of human children to those of adults or other pokémon. Drowzee is psychic, but it has limited abilities, compared to other Pokémon; it does not display telekinesis, for example. However, its telepathy allows it to detect people who are asleep, even while asleep itself. Drowzee's memory when it comes to dreams is eidetic, and it has the ability to show anyone any dream it has eaten. If one thinks he/she had a good dream, but is unable to remember it, it was possibly eaten by a Drowzee." The dex said in a slightly robotic man's voice. "Maybe he ate a nightmare and got sick or something." Z suggested. "possible but even so it would have to have been a very bad nightmare to casue him to stay out this long. He has come home with indigestion before but he was always fine after about an hour." Rusl said rubbing his chin in thought as he remembered the time before that Drowzee had gotten sick. "Well I guess we should start searching for him. we will call if we fiind anything." Summer said smiling weakly at the heavy task before them. "See ya later. Make sure you don't forget that you prom,ised us eel rolls!" Z said smiling as the trio exited the restraunt with their pokemon.

The leader of the bike gang continued to smirk at the girl as he reached for his hip. Two snapping sounds were made as he unhooked a pair of Pokeballs, and held them up for Kasiya to see. "This time, it's a double battle."

Kasiya took a subconscious step back; the same time Hiro took a step forward. As tired as he was, he wasn't about to let his trainer down when she needed him. Kasiya fumbled for a second Pokeball, grabbing the first one her fingers touched. A second later, Ariel was back out on the battlefield, her long, fin-like tail slashing the air. She glanced up at Hiro, the Arcanine meeting her gaze, and the two nodded, an unspoken agreement between the two to do their very best.

The biker, obviously not surprised to see the Vaporeon returned to action, continued to smirk as he released his two Pokemon. From the first Pokeball came a large, muscular, four-armed Pokemon. It wore a nasty grin as it flexed its many biceps in an attempt to intimidate the duo before it. The second Pokemon was about five feet tall, its forelegs both ending in sharp-looking claws. Its body appeared to be covered in thick, plated armor, and its two eyes stuck out of the sides of its head much like that of an insect. It had a long tail, with two dangerous-looking spikes protruding from it. Kasiya could easily identify the first Pokemon; it was quite obviously a Machamp. But she had absolutely no clue what the second Pokemon was, and not even her PokeDex had any information on it.

"What is that Pokemon?" Kasiya asked curiously, putting a finger to her chin and tilting her head to the side.

"Don't tell her, Simon!" Jimmy shouted, only to be punched in the arm by a still-sulking Noir. "OW!"

The leader, apparently named 'Simon', shook his head at the antics of his two underlings. "He's what's called an Armaldo. These Pokemon were once thought to be extinct," he chortled, rubbing his nose with his gloved hand. "But that's not the case here."

Wow, talk about rare Pokemon, Kasiya blinked, studying the Armaldo from head to toe. Her eyes sparkled a bit as she looked at it. It's so... cute! Knowing that Machamp had lethal attack power, and judging by the looks of the Armaldo, it did as well. Soon after, she told Ariel to start off with Acid Armor, in order to up her defenses. She then commanded Hiro to use a Flame Wheel on the Machamp, wondering how well his fire-power was faring. Ariel's body shimmered with a purple haze, and she took a defensive stance as the much slower Armaldo came toward her. It lashed out with its sharp claws, missing the Vaporeon by the tiniest of fragments.

On the other hand, Hiro had dashed towards his opponent, flames streaking from his body as he slammed into the Machamp, only to have his front paws grabbed by two of the Machamp's powerful arms. The other two free hands initiated dual Karate Chops to the Arcanine's chest and stomach before tossing him aside like he was nothing.

He blinked slightly at her shabby appearance. Although he didn't make it manditory to always be in uniform, it was a bit surprising to see her wearing a top so revealing, save for a better word. Giovanni then took a step into her room. "Mai. I'm sure you've heard of this attack on Saffron?" he turned to look at her, feeling a soft bump against his leg from her Espeon.

"And I'm sure that you know our mutual friend is there," he continued, not giving her a chance to answer. "I am, of course, speaking of Kilik." He slipped a hand into his pocket and eyed her with the same glare that he had given so many other Rockets in recent past.

"Go to Saffron and help our friend," the man moved toward her and placed a hand on her bare shoulder, "I'm sure that Kilik could use it," A smirk crept across his lips before he continued, "Once that has been settled, bring him to me."

Only now did she become aware of her unprofessional attire, and promptly apologized. "Rough morning, training with my new Pokemon," she explained after Giovanni had spoken. "But yes, I'm well aware of the situation in Saffron." Her expression became set in a grim line, and she looked towards the screen she'd been viewing moments ago. "I will leave at once, Sir," she saluted, and gave a sharp nod as she looked back at him. "I will do my best to continue to make you proud of my accomplishments," she said, very much like a daughter would say to her father. Already, her brilliant mind, nurtured by none other than Giovanni himself, was formulating a plan, the thoughtful gleam in her eyes a dead-giveaway.