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Glint stopped peddling and slowly rolled to a stop in one of Saffron City's expansive pedestrianised zones. He hoped that the trainer's home was nearby. If it was on the far side of the city, it might take an hour to get there.
"Where'd I put that piece of paper?" Glint asked rhetorically, as he searched through his pockets. There was nothing in either of his waistcoat's pockets, so he pushed his hands into his trouser pockets, where he found the screwed up note.
"Gruff, ruff ruff," Gruff said. Once he had Glint's attention, he looked at the safety box, on the back of the bicycle.
Glint leaned his weight on his left leg and swung his right one over the top of the box, so that he could stand up properly and get a proper look inside.
"You're right. It's glowing," Glint said. He plunged his hand into his bag to find his pokégear, so he could get some directions.
"Hi there, Glint," someone said as they passed by.
"G'morning," Glint responded. He smiled sweetly, even though he didn't recognise the man, and carried on shifting his hands around in his bag. The pokégear had to be in there somewhere. It was always in there--he knew that if he ever took it out he'd lose it. The only time he left it out of his bag was when he had to connect it to his computer to transfer some files.
Wait... "Gruff, where's my pokégear?"
Gruff looked back the way they'd come--back toward the daycare.
"Great. Now how do we find this place?"
Gruff looked around at the people, rushing back and forth, to and fro, off to their jobs or back to their homes. One of them had to know the address.
Glint kicked out the stand for his bike and left it with Gruff. "I'll be right back."

He must have asked a dozen people. They were all perfectly nice, but none of them helpful. None of them knew the address. Some of them said that it didn't exist. Glint was beginning to think he'd have to go back home to get his pokégear.
"Hello there, Glint. You're out and about early," a mature gentleman said.
Glint recognised him as one of the regular customers at the hatchery. He was a snubbull collector.
"Good morning, sir," Glint nodded.
"You look flustered. Anything I can help you with?"
"Maybe. If you know this address," Glint said. He showed the man the paper and hoped for a positive reaction.
"Heh. It hasn't gone by that address for years, boy. These days, everyone just calls it the Saffron Gym."

As Mezame approached her house she noticed both her parents cars weren't in the drive way. She pulled out the Pokéball from her pocket and took a deep breath telling herself not to freak out. "Starly, I need your help." She said holding the Pokéball out. It opened up in her hand and Starly flew out with an excitable cry.

"Star~ly!" It circled Mezame spiralling upwards towards her head where it then flapped it's wings to hover over her and brace for landing. Mezame ran away a few steps and Starly lowered itself to the ground. "Staaarly" It said sadly.

"Sorry Starly but I don't have time to freak out right now." Starly looked at Mezame curiously. "See that house there?" She asked pointing to it. Starly looked to where she was pointing and nodded. "That's my house." She told it. "We have to go in but I don't know where my parents are. They could come back any minute but I have to get some thing so we can go on our journey."

"Staaar! Starly star! Star!" The Pokémon hopped around happily at the mention of a journey. Mezame giggled.

"I know, I'm excited too but I can't leave looking like this." Mezame tugged on her shirt. "I need to get some things, so I need you to keep a look out okay?"

"Staaaar-ly!" Starly's tone told Mezame she could count on it. She smiled and nodded.

"Okay." Mezame agreed. She pointed to a window, "That's my room- if you see anyone coming, tap on the window." Starly nodded with a determined expression on it's face. Mezame returned the gesture and ran into the house.

Mezame quickly changed her clothes, this time opting for knee lenght walking boots and a teal coloured dress. She pulled on her favourite purple jacket and dug a backpack out of her closet. After she'd finished packing a few extra clothes and other things she thought she might need, Mezame heard a tapping on her window and turned to see a somewhat panicked looking Starly hovering at her window.

Mezame rushed to it. Her mother had just pulled up to the drive and would be getting out the car soon. "Gaaah!" Mezame yelled in a whisper. She grabbed her bag and ran down the stairs. The front door was out of the question so she made a dash for the back.

It was too late, Mezame's mother had already walked through the front door and would no doubt hear the back door close if she tried to escape now. Looking around wildly for an idea Mezame's eyes landed on the storage cupboard in the kitchen and dived into it.

"Hang on a second, I think I heard something." Mezame's mother walked into the kitchen. Mezame held her breath and peeked through the gap in the door. Her mother was on the phone, probably to her father. "Nope, seems like she's definitely not back yet." Her mother sighed. I guess I'll head out again and keep looking. Any luck on your part?" She paused listening on the other end. "Okay I'll see you later." Mezame's mother hung up and sighed as she walked out the kitchen and back out the house to her car.

Mezame breathed a sigh of relief and climbed out of her hiding place. She opted for the back door anyway. As she stepped outside she heard her mother pull away. Starly had spotted her and landed on the fence near by and kept looking to Mezame from the front of the house. "Star..ly..."

"Maybe you're right Starly..." She agreed. "Wait here." Mezame ran back inside the house and grabbed a pen and some paper. She put the note up on the fridge door- it said:

Gone on a journey with Pokémon. I'm sorry.
-Mezame.

"There!" Mezame said satisfied as she came out of the house again. "Least now they'll know I'm okay. C'mon Starly lets get going." Mezame was halfway down the street when the Pokémon following her soared around in a circle and landed on her head.

"AIEE!! Damnit Starly!"

H and Charmander where walking through the Saffron city gate, it was not very busy on the streets so they did not have to worry about being recognized. Chamander was happily blowing out small flames and H was looking around nervously.

H had to choose which way to go, he looked at his map and saw there was a Poké center to the left, a Poké mart to the right and straight ahead there was the Silph Co. headquarters, he had to be careful not to go there because after his last visit he 'borrowed' some of their new inventions.

When H was walking towards the Poké center he heard a small flock of Starly above him, when he looked up he saw that the leader, a Staravia, was carrying another Starly in its claws. Charmander, H said, use your flamethrower to bring down that Staravia but be careful not to hit the Starly it is carrying. Char! Charmander said and a large flame came out of its mouth, the Staravia fell and opened his claws so the Starly fell and H caught it right before it hit the ground.

It looks like it is hurt, H said, we should take it to the Poké center, let's hope Nurse Joy does not remember me from my last visit...

Amie followed behind Mezame, keeping in sight of her when they entered the busy Saffron City. People pushing her and her pushing people back in responds was all she was focusing on as she tried to get through the city. She never did like crowds, and at least when there were crowds at her job before she had a little square all to herself.

Still close enough to hear Mezame, Amie replied with, "Meh, I wasn't doing anything important." If the two were still heading to route eight she figured she could find a pokemon there or practice after she helped Mezame. Or maybe even have an audience for later and get some input. But that was all in the future and she didn't want to waste time thinking about that.

At least the crowd of bustling people had died down once they got close to the pokemon centre and she could easily hear Mezame speak. Amie nodded listening to Mezame's idea and followed her towards the pokemon centre. She hadn't been in too many pokemon centres before and wondered how many times she would frequent them and how many times Mezame had been in one before.

As Amie walked in behind Mezame, she noticed a few things laying on the floor, broken or still in one piece. "Aren't Pokemon Centres supposed to be tidy?" She said aside to Mezame, looking over the mess. She walked further in, trying not to step on anything in the process.

Tracey handed
Violet a disc that read 'flamethrower' Violet raised an eyebrow. "Sneasel can't learn flamethrower" she explained as if she were talking to a child. "What about earthquake?" Tracey asked as she searched through the discs. Violet shook her head. "Here, I have a pokemon we can test the disc on." Violet said as she grabbed a pokeball from her pocket. She threw it and Blaze appeared in a flash of red. "Blaze this lady is going to try this... TM on you, okay?" Violet said in a gentle tone. Blaze nodded happily, he then turned to face Tracey, and started to shake his head vigorously. Violet let out a sigh and picked him up. Tracey skipped over nearly slamming into Violet. The way Violet looked at things, there was nothing to lose. If the 'TM' didn't work she had only lost time, but if it did she had learned a powerful move free of charge. Tracey did what a trainer would normally do to use a TM on poor Blaze. "alright, flamethrower!" she yelled a bit too loudly. Blaze looked at Violet for confirmation. "Give it a try" she said with a nod. Blaze opened his mouth, and flames did come out, but it was only ember.
Tracey cheered "It worked!" to which Violet quickly responded "No, that was ember." Tracey frowned. "I wonder what we did wrong." Violet bit her tongue, trying not to try and explain to Tracey that TM's couldn't be burned, but then she got an idea. Violet tried frowning as though she were equally confused, but it ended up looking like she was trying not to throw up. "Maybe the original TM is busted, we should test that one out." she said slowly. Tracey paused and then squealed "Your brilliant, Sam!
This is why I wanted you as my partner!" She then walked up to the computer and ejected the real TM. She then applied it to Blaze. Violet smiled and said "Okay Blaze try it out." Blaze nodded happily, knowing what she was doing. He then let out a huge jet of flame. Violet leaned her upper body away from him and Sneasle ran off to hide farther away from the heat. "Well looks like that wasn't it." Violet
said in a strained voice. Violet couldn't believe she had tricked the girl in letting her use a TM for free. Violet looked around her, there was never ending possibility, she could have her pokemon learn any move she wanted them to. It was then that the door flew open.
Violet jumped and looked to see who it was. She squinted trying to figure it out. It was then that she was confused. It looked like it was her standing in the doorway, like she had a clone staring back at her. Then as her eyes adjusted she realized that it was not the case. While their body and facial structure were identical, this girl had blonde hair and green eyes. Quite different from Violet's brown hair and eyes. Besides that this girl wore pink, fuzzy, awful clothes. "Sam!" Tracey shouted as
she ran up to the girl. They both hugged each other furiously. Violet blinked, there went her alias. Sneasel came out from under the table to see what was happening. When he saw the real Sam he panicked even more than before and looked around trying to decide where to run.
Violet returned him to his pokeball before he could try anything. Sam looked at Violet and asked "Who is this?" quite gleefully. Tracey responded with "Just someone trying to help me work through some kinks in our plan." in a bubbly tone. Violet just nodded in agreement. Tracey grabbed her and pushed her out of the 'warehouse' before saying "Kay, thanks, bye!" and slamming the door.
Violet blinked a moment before knocking on the door "You forgot your sneasel" she yelled. She waited a moment before hearing a muffled "Keep him!" Violet shrugged, all the better for her. Blaze looked up at her with questioning eyes to which Violet just sighed and shook
her head. Violet let sneasel out of his pokeball. "Hey, um, your trainer gave you to me... do you want to join me on my journey?" she asked politely. Sneasel jumped up and down happily saying "Snee, Snee, Snee" Violet smiled, he seemed glad to be away from crazy Tracey
and senile Sam. Violet thought a moment, maybe it wasn't a pun. Puns were a play on words, she was just rhyming. Violet shook her head to clear her thoughts.
She decided to train her pokemon a little before doing anything else. 'But first things first' she thought as she looked back at the building. With that she started sprinting away from the nut house with as much speed as she could muster. Blaze and sneasel were able to keep
up fairly well. After awhile she sat down and started to think about training.