A/N: Written for the A Prompt per Pokemon Challenge, Chanesy – write a letter.

To my beautiful Nurse Joy

To my beautiful Nurse Joy,

I'm sure you are as lovely as always, and that you haven't torn this paper up the moment you saw it like certain friends of mine seem to think you will. Your beauty, I imagine, blossoms as fresh as the day I first met –

[there is a scribble that seems to suggest the writer's hand slipped quite badly while writing]

Croagunk again. I swear, it's always one thing or the other. Thank goodness Chansey's quite the opposite; since she evolved from a Happiny, she seems quite eager for me to find a girl and settle down. Croagunk, naturally, thinks otherwise.

Anyway, I am writing to you to thank you for all the help you've given me so far. Thank you for encouraging me on this path to become a Pokemon Doctor. For recommending me to your second cousin on Johto so I may train with her while I attended the university. For sending me tips and stories all the while so I may learn even more.

I'm proud to say I've succeeded. I've graduated, certificate and all. I haven't decided what to do from here though. Part of me would like to travel again – but with all this knowledge I have, that might be a bit of a waste. I'm not Ash after all – though it would be nice to have a little medical truck I could drive everywhere, helping Pokemon and trainers on the road. There was a Nurse Joy in the Orange Islands like that. It might be worth thinking some more about.

But, also, I've heard that the Nurse Joy in Striaton City is retiring soon, and is looking for someone to take over her surgery. A friend of mine I met in Johto told me this. Though Unova is far away from my home in Pewter City, running a surgery would be an excellent chance to help trainers and Pokemon.

It's funny. I thought I was struggling about, not improving and without any really passionate dream even though I said I wanted to be a Pokemon breeder. Now look at me; I'm a doctor, and suddenly I don't know what to do with myself. (You wouldn't be in need of a partner, would – )

[there is another scribble here, much like the first]

Croagunk can't take a joke.

Anyway, thanks to you and everyone else who's helped me on my road, I've become a Pokemon Doctor. Soon, you'll hear from me somewhere – either I'll be running a Pokemon Centre or a little van or something along those lines. Maybe I'll even specialise. I haven't thought that far ahead yet, but I will.

Thank you. And if you ever want me to take you out to dinner to repay you…

I figured I'd stop there before Croagunk jabbed me again. Twice is quite enough. Shouldn't overuse Chansey's Heal Bell after all – though the both of them are amazing Pokemon and I'm grateful for them.

Thank you Nurse Joy.

Yours truly,

Brock.