It sucks to have glasses.

Citron groaned and patted the place where he usually place his glasses. Only to find it gone. He jumped off his sleeping his position and squinted, trying to find those circular helpful spectacles. He cursed inwardly and tried to pat everywhere. It wasn't anywhere. His glasses were missing. What in the-

"You okay there Citron?" he heard a female voice, later registering in his fuming mind that it was Serena, ask.

"Actually," he cleared his throat "No,"

He turned to the opening of the tent and found honey-colored, pink, blue and human flesh skin color nearing him. Well that's nice. Everything was just reduced to blobs of annoying colors. He was thankful that he wasn't color blind, if he was, he would probably in the worst case scenario.

"What's wrong Citron? You're not being yourself," Serena pointed out.

"My glasses it's missing and it's not anywhere," he breathed out in resignation. It wouldn't do him any good to panic and be in a sour mood so early in morning. He could just get spares in the nearby town they were about to approach.

"Don't you have any spares?" the female asked, her voice filed worry. Apparently, she still remembers the time when Yancham stole his glasses. It wasn't a pleasant experience. At all.

"Sadly, it blew up with last night's invention. The spare was the one I'm looking or and it's gone," stressing out on the gone since he was very much frustrated on his current predicament.

"I see..."

The duo spoke about the meals for today and agreed that Serena would be the cook of the day. If Citron would do any cooking, his fingers were good as gone. Also, as soon as everyone heard Citron's dilemma, Satoshi volunteered in fixing the tent and Eureka said she would hold his hand as they walk today so he won't bump into any trees or just get lost. The blond teen appreciates the thought and felt apologetic on how useless he would be for a day.

They covered a shorter distance as expected since they had to adjust to Citron's 'blindness'. The gym leader felt bad about it. Satoshi was expecting his gym battle so much today but couldn't have it. He thought that he should at least treat them after getting his glasses as a compensation and apology of slowing down their journey. During the walk, Eureka lets go of Citron to brush the other pokemons and released Harimaron out of its ball. It used it vine to wrap his wrist and guide him with ease. Citron decided this was better than holding a warm hand the entire journey. He knew Eureka was eager to run around after all, she's a big ball of energy everyday.

The blond sighed in distress, still not loving how the colors just mesh and move around. He could clearly identify Serena, Ash and Bonnie, since it's just pink, blue and yellow with them. But the surroundings? Green and brown. Just his luck.

"Rima..."

He looked down and saw colors of brown with green spikes. Harimaron? He perked up and picked up his pokemon careful of the spikes. The grasstype pokemon sounded so distress, like it was guilty of something.

"What's wrong Harimaron?" he asked kindly.

Suddenly, something metallic and circle was shoved into his hands. He gaped in surprise to find it was his glasses. Broken and into functional, but it's his glasses alright. Did Harimaron broke it? The grass-type sounded so sorry... He couldn't find the energy nor the heart to scold the poor pokemon. The electric gym leader just hugged Harimaron and petted its head.

"Yosh yosh, it's alright," it wasn't but really, who cares "I can always buy new glasses,"

Harimaron jumped to hug the inventor at his neck and promptly stabbing the poor guy in the chin. Citron heard distinct laughter not far from him and decided to glare at whoever was laughing at his misery. Sadly for him, he was looking at the wrong direction since Satoshi and the others are at his right and not his left.

"You knew about this don't you?" he hissed. This only sent the tri into another laughing fit since being mad doesn't really suit the inventor's face.

"We did," the trainer answered after regaining his breath from laughing. "The poor guy just wanted a snack and released itself out. Sadly it was directly on top of your glasses,"

"Harimaron ran quickly to our tent to check if we could help," Eureka added, still giggling

"Sadly, we really don't bring spares for you Citron" Serena admitted

The inventor fought the urge to pout. If they knew that, why didn't they say anything at all? He sighed. He couldn't do anything now, could he? He should really buy a pair as soon as he steps into the town.

Unknown to him, the trio looked at each other with knowing looks. Looks like they have a surprise for the resident cook and inventor.

Just a fluff for our adorable inventor. This is completely irrelevant too, not sure how things work. Hahahah. I should really get started studying for our finals. Oh welp! Oh, yeah, this would only be a two-shot! Peace out!