And... I'm back. That was really fast. On to the story!


When the got to the main hall, Ash, Dawn and Brock saw several familiar faces.

"Ash! Brock!"

"Misty!"

"Hey, Ash!"

"...Gary..."

"You know, this time I'm gonna beat you, Ashy-boy," Gary said, glaring at Ash.

Ash pouted. "Stop calling me that!" he yelled.

"Here we go again," Misty sighed.

"Ash? Brock? What are you doing here?" The two turned around to see May, Drew, and Harley.

"What do you mean?" Brock asked, confused. "They said there was a competition here."

"No there isn't," Drew said, taking out a letter. "It says that there will be a meeting here. Only Top Coordinators are invited."

Erlon crossed his arms. "It might be both," he said, taking out his invitation. "What's the date of the meeting?"

"Tomorrow."

"Same with the competition... That's weird."

////\\\\ Later ////\\\\

It seemed as if all who were invited were already here. To Ash's surprise, Anabel and Paul were invited. One of Gary's friends, Leaf, came as well. May's neighbor, Brendan, was also invited. And of course, the grandson of Professor Rowan, Lucas, came.

Almost everyone was in the dining hall. Everyone except for Harley. They found out what happen to him the hard way.

"I am not eating THAT!"

The guests were more than surprised when they found out Harley's head was dinner. Everyone glared at Brock. "I didn't cook him!" he claimed. "I just took the platter on the counter! I didn't know his head was in there!"

Leaf excused herself from the table, and tried to open the front doors. When she did, she had to close them quickly. They were snowed in.

////\\\\ The next day ////\\\\

The guests became suspicious of each other. Not from the 'Harley Surprise' yesterday, but when their Pokemon seemingly disappeared.

Leaf was busy washing dishes. "Hey, Leaf!" She turned around to see May. "Do you need some help?"

"Yeah, thanks," she replied. While they were working, May turned up an interesting conversation.

"Did you notice how Paul acted when he saw Harley's head?"

"What do you mean?" Leaf didn't really pay much attention to how everyone else acted.

"He was all shifty-eyed," May replied. "I think he might of put the platter on the counter."

Leaf remained silent. She didn't want the thought of a murderer in her head.


Now, this will be confusing. Especially when we get halfway into the story. R&R!