The Bell rang and they all trooped out to recess. In the middle of the school oval the principal had erected a giant R.

THe cafeteria food was delicious. It was hamburger and fries with tomato ketchup, and Ash, Misty and Brock were hungry.

"Mmmmm." said Misty, and she wolfed down her lunch.

Ash and Brock ate it slowly, thinking about class, when Misty suddenly fell sleep on the table.

*Ash turns to author* "Ok now this is getting old!"

Me: "Wait a bit. The plot is meant to emerge soon."

Misty suddenly woke up.

"I must go home now. Capture all Mum's pokemon and bring it to Giovanni." Her monotonous voice droned on and on, till Ash realised that other kids were chanting it too.

"Ash! Don't eat the food. I was sure I smelt drugs on it before, and now I'm certain!"

Ash looked at Brock, "You're crazy! Who'd want to drug KIDS???"

A girl with long green curly hair and funky earrings came and sat with Ash and Brock.

"This case has been utterly complexing. Hi, I'm Jenny. My mum's the Officer Jenny of Viridian City."

"Don't all Jennys have blue hair and look exactly the same?" asked Ash. Brock was staring at Jenny with stars in his eyes.

"Yep, but I wanted to be different. I'm thinking of changing my name to Cameron y'know, she said fluttering her eyelashes and taking out a pocket mirror and putting on purple lipstick.

"Yeah," said Brock dreamily, "I really know what you feel about individuality."

"Pardon?" said Jenny, "I kinda flunked English. WHat does that word mean again?"

"So you've never expressed your inner feelings to the world through poetry?"

"Er, no?"

"Aaaaargh!" said Brock, as he facefaulted on the ground.

"Your hair is as green as the seaweed on a beach, your lips as purple as a rose in winter." said Ash in a bored tone, "Don't worry Jenny, I flunked Poetry too."

"Oh Ash!" said Jenny, "That's the most romantic poem I've ever heard!"

"That's probably the only poem she's ever heard then," muttered Brock jealously.

"Anyway, I came here because all my friends have turned into zombies! They are all muttering about stealing pokemon, and I'm kinda scared. So I need some big tough boys to protect me!"

Brock instantly grabbed her hand, "Don't worry Jenny. We pledge our allegiance to you and promise that no trouble will ever concern your pretty face."

"Oh please." said Ash, "Misty has fallen into zombie mode too Brock. She's as expressionless as a Ghastly."

THe bell rang and they trouped back inside for their history lesson.

Bit short but I'll write more soon since its holidays and I have all the time in the world!
Sorry just had to say that.