"Juan, check this sucka out!" Brenden smirked.
"Check-a what-a out-a?" Juan's accent didn't exactly transfer over well through text, but whatever. "You have-a white-a hair, eh?"
"No, watch.. just.. watch!" The boy was trying to take off the OBVIOUS headband on his head except it wasn't quite working as well as he previously thought it would. "Uh.. Juan.. Can you get me some butter from that Milktank over there?"
Juan looked at him questioningly but then remembered they were on the pastures of Johto for some reason and Brendan's problem, he implied, was probably the reason. "Okay-a, I will get you-a the butter-ah!"
He scurried over to a Miltank and milked one of its teets, only to find that it wasn't butter or cheese. It was milk. "Brendan-a, we have a problem-a!"
"What is it now?" Brenden's eyes were crying as he turned around to see what the heck was taking Juan so long to get the butter out. "...Wow these Pokemon are defective."
"Your outfit-a is-a defective," Juan pointed out. Wearing shorts and pants at the same time wasn't exactly "Gucci" these days and Brendan was far from lookin' classy, especially if he was making a trip to Juan's home town.
Brendan's eyes widened and yelled at the Italian Pokemon Gym Leader. "Okay, stop, that's why I'm trying to take this off!"
Juan walked over to Brendan's troubling hands and yanked the stupid thing off... along with his white hair! Juan blinked and gulped. "Oh-a God-a what did-a I just do-a!?"
"You pulled off my hat, wow thanks so much!" Brenden smiled, rubbing his black hair happily.