Misty yawned. She just woke up and looked up from her pillow and at the clock. It was 9:42. It's been 2 years since Misty had left Ash which means she's 13. Her sisters were probably already at their modeling company, busy with their photo shoots and fashion shows. Now she's no longer gym leader since Daisy quit modeling and decided to take over the job. Misty didn't know why, she just guessed Daisy was getting a bit too old for dressing up and wearing makeup. Anyways, now she had lots of free time on her hands. She got up from her bed and walked to the restroom. Misty opened the door and was about to walk in and brush her teeth when she screamed in shock because, in the restroom, was a guy, brunette and black eyes, in a Psyduck costume.

"WHAT THE FUCK? Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" Then, she magically summoned her giant mallet.

The guy put his hands up and said, "Dude! Chill! And where'd that mallet come from? Anyways, one, I live here. Two it's me, Psyduck! Duh!" Misty's jaw dropped. Psyduck was a human now. That wasn't possible. Guessing from the surprise on her face, Psyduck knew she was confused.

"I know it's weird that I'm a human and everything, but I can explain. Okay, so…um…So it all started when I was 12, 2 years ago. I was the coolest, most awesome kid, but then one day Team Rocket kidnapped me and used me as a test subject. They injected me with something and I lost conscious. Next thing I know, I have this huge headache and Brock got me. But then your Pokéball dropped on me. Boom, and here we are. The Human-Turning-Into-Pokémon shot wore off I guess, along with the headache. Hello? Are you even listening?" Misty's eyes looked distant. Psyduck sighed. Of course, she was staring into space caught up in her own universe. He tickled her sides to get her attention.

"Hahahaha-Stop!-hahaha-Okay, okay, I'm listening!" She rolled her eyes. "Well, okay. But now that you're a human, you're gonna need to act and look like one. What kind of 14 year old wears Psyduck costumes?"

"Good point."

"But first…I need to brush my teeth. So move." He left the restroom and she started brushing. When she was finished, she went upstairs and into her room where Psyduck was rolling around in her bed.

"Okay, I need to know your name. I'm not going around calling you Psyduck, right?"

"I guess. My name's Sam." Misty merely nodded.

"So pick some clothes. I don't really have girly clothes, so you can pretty much wear everything in my closet." Sam walked over to her closet and opened it.

"Wow. You really are a tomboy, Mist. Everything's all guy clothes!"

"Shut up! Not my fault I wasn't born girly. And don't call me that! Just pick out your clothes, Sammy!"

"Then don't call me Sammy-is that a Psyduck hoodie? I want that! Can I have that?"

"Sure…Oh yeah, here's a t-shirt and some jeans." She threw the clothes at him and pushed him to the restroom so he could change. When he was finished and walked out, she got his costume and threw it under her bed, where she swore was the home of a black hole. Then they walked around to the gym's pool. Misty went in but Sam just stood there.

"I can't swim. You should know that." She just smirked at him. At first he was confused, but then he caught on with what Misty was about to do. His puzzled expression changed to one of horror.

"Oh no, don't you dare!" Too late, she had already grabbed his ankle and pulled him in.

"HELP! HELP, I'M DROWNING!" Sam made choking and gurgling noises too. Misty just rolled her eyes again. She seemed to be doing that often today.

"Stand up. This is the baby Pokémon pool." Sam, now knowing that his feet could reach the ground, was embarrassed and just blushed.

"Oh. But still, you shouldn't do that!" he said. Then he splashed her face with water and smiled angelically.

"I didn't do anything." Misty got mad so she grabbed a bucket filled with ice cold water, which was for whatever reason near the pool, and dumped it on Sam.

"Oh you're gonna get it now!" They both got out of the kiddie pool and he chased her all around the room. Misty was at the edge of the normal pool, turning her back against him now, and he was about to push her into the deep end. His plan kinda backfired because when he did, she managed to grip his arm and he fell in too. Misty submerged easily but she couldn't spot Sam anywhere.

"OH MY GOD! HELP ME! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DROWN!" Sam was right behind her. Then, the weirdest thing happened. He was doing the doggy-paddle.

"Sam! You're swimming! I thought you couldn't!"

"I am? I AM! OH SNAP! THAT'S RIGHT, I'M SO AWESOME!" Misty sweatdropped. She knew he was only doing the doggy-paddle. Oh well, she can crush his hopes and dreams later.

"Sure…Yay…Geez Sammy, and here I was getting worried you drowned."

"Really? Don't worry 'cause I'm too awesome to die! And don't call me Sammy! It sounds weird!"

"Whatever you say, Sammy. Whatever you say." She got out of the pool and helped pull him out. They were soaked but they decided to let it dry off because it's not like they were going anywhere. The two teens went to the living room and sat on the couch. They turned on the TV and flipped through channels for a while but then they got bored of seeing almost nothing exciting. They decided to take a walk in the Cerulean park because it was bound to be more interesting than static, kid shows, or commercials. They slowly got up from the couch and were about to go when Misty realized something.

"Oh man, we got the couch wet."

"Who cares, just let it air dry."

Once they were at the park, they saw a small group of Pidgeys and decided to have fun by chasing them away. Then, Misty and Sam ran to the swings to see who could swing highest. They were tied, even though they kept arguing who was the winner. When the two finally accepted that they had tied, they went to grab something to eat as a late lunch. They played around the town some more and they returned to the gym at around 5 p.m. They weren't planning to do much, but then Misty remembered that Sam still didn't have somewhere to sleep. Unless of course, he wanted to go back in the Pokéball.

"Hey, don't you need a room to sleep in? C'mon, let's go find you a place."

"'Kay." So they went to Misty's room to find a place for Sam to stay.

"You know what? You can sleep in my room. Since you're the guest, I guess you can have the bed. I'll just use a sleeping bag. We'll take turns with the bed. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am!" It took them some time, but they finally arranged everything so Sam could stay with Misty. Now it was almost 8 p.m. Just when they were gonna sit back and chill, their stomachs growled.

"Oh yeah, we didn't eat dinner yet. Whoops," said Misty. Now it was Sam's turn to do the eye rolling.

"Let's go then!" They joined Misty's sisters, who were now home, at dinner and finished introductions.

"So…Sam was your Psyduck? That's, like, so weird. Sure he can stay with us. As long as we don't have to do anything, knock yourself out," said Violet. Daisy and Lily nodded in agreement. When they finished eating, Sam and Misty raced to her room like immature kids. They got dressed and started to get in bed. Misty was about to sleep when she heard loud snoring. She tried to cover her ears with the pillow, but it wouldn't work.

This was going to be a long night.