Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, though it is simple-minded enough to be created by someone like me...

a/n--Let's relive the good old days, just for the hell of it! I used to be a pokemon expert, so lets see how much survived all these years...

Part One: A Bad Morning.

Good Morning, listeners! It is a bright, sunny morning in the Johto region, and may I say, we are in for a wonderful day, as Professers Oak, Brich, and Mr. Pokemon are each visiting a different town to start off some lucky young boys and girls in their quests for gre-

A fist came down on the clocl radio, shutting off the annoying sound. God forbid there is one day that she could remeber to shut that thing off and sleep in!The sun was just barely over the mountains in the distance. Oh well, there was no way she would sleep now. Might as well get up.

She slowly dragged herself out of bed, and was soon greeted by the sounds of a very happy Growlith. She could hear his yapping and her father scolding the silly pup.

"Now, Marcus, what have I said about asking for your breakfast?"The puppy just continued to yip and yap and make a fuss. "Oh, relax, here it is, all nice and warm. Just for you!"

The ruckus died down and she leaned against the door as a small, pig-tailed form darted past her.

"Morning, Lynessa!"

"Hey, Daniel." she managed to grind out. The little girl turned back and nearly knocked her over with a hug. "Yes, yes, I love you too. Know go eat breakfast."

"Kay!" White hair disappeared down the stairs. Lynessa just leaned against her door frame for a moment, still too tired to move. The little girl's head popped back into view. "You coming, 'Nessa?"

"Of course, just give me a sec."

Daniel frowned and called down the stairs, "Dad, go get Ryan! 'Nessa's too tired to move again!"

That woke her up.

"No, no, don't bother." Lynessa quickly joined her sister and slid down the banister. "See, I'm awake."

"Lynessa, I thought I told you to start wearing different pj's." she glanced at her father, who stood in the kitchen doorway, then down at her atire. All she was wearing was one of her aunt's old tunics, which could count as a short dress. "What would happen if one of my work asociates came over and saw you in this state?"

"They'd be pleased to have seen some skin. Not like they get to at their age, and still single."

Her father sighed. "Go and put some clothes on. And be quick about it. Ryan's coming over for breakfast."

"But dad-"

"Go."

Why did he always invite that lummox over? The tall, bone head had the same amount of attention as slowpoke!

She ran back up the stairs and into the bathroom. She took a quick shower, dressed in some jeans with a beach wrap over top, and a matching blue halter top. She brushed out her long, black hair and was in the middle of brushing her teeth when the anouncer-person's words re-entered her head.

...as Professers Oak, Brich, and Mr. Pokemon are each visiting a different town to start off some lucky young boys and girls...

Oh shit.

She rushed through brushing her teeth and ran down the stairs, just as a homely looking boy walked through the front door. She nearly ran into him. The Pigey, a small brown bird, on his shoulder skwaked at her sudden appearance.

"My, you're up early, Lynessa." he said, smiling happily.

"Hi, Ryan." ...you lousy giant...

She skipped into the kitchen and Marcus, her dads one and only pokemon, jumped up on her legs. The sweet orange puppy was wagging his tail and panting, as though he had been running. She patted his head, then pushed him towards Daniel, who was complaining about her pancakes.

"But they taste funny, daddy!"

"But some syrup on them and they'll taste fine."

Lynessa just grabbed a frozen pop tart.

"Hey! No fair!"

But Lynessa just gave her dad a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going into town today, okay? Bye!"

No one could protest, she was already gone.

A/n--and you think what? Personally, I think I did pretty well from writing about something I haven't looked at for at least five years. But it's your opinion that really counts.

R&R!!