"Oh please no". Charles said as the box of all the silverware started tipping. As the box fell on his chest, Charles winced with pain because the box hit one of his bruised ribs. After a couple hours Charles noticed the truck hasn't moved in a while, he tried opening the door, when it didn't open he started banging on the door hoping it would get someone's attention. Just as Charles was about to give up he felt the door start to lift, after it opened he was glad to see his mother. "Hey, you okay back here?" His mother asked. After stretching Charles said "Yea but this is the third time we've moved and you put me in the back of the truck." Grabbing a box his mother said "Whatever, just get out of there and help us unpack." Us? As far as Charles knew it was just him and his mother since his dad was out being a gym leader and all. "Why do you look surprised? I thought I told you this town has Pokémon in it" His mother asked. "Well not that I can remember, but you know how my memory is" Charles said. "Yea your memory is really weird sometimes" His mother said after coming back from their new house, "now can you tell me why you're not helping taking in boxes?" Laughing and grabbing a box Charles said "well you see what had happened was…" Closing the truck his mother said "Yea that's what I thought" Yelling from his window Charles asked "Hey did you grab the box that has all my gaming stuff in it?" Walking into his room his mother says "Yea it's under your clock". Running over to the box Charles said "Thanks mom" Closing her son's door so he can set up all his gaming stuff she goes to her room, and notices a Mew outside her window, she sighs and says "I hope we can actually stay here for a while".