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"A MONTH!?" I shouted, dumbfounded.
"I-I-I-I-I-I'm s-sorry s-sir!" he shouted fearfully.
I let out a frustrated sigh and counted to ten in my head. "It's alright, really. But how long before they will be available to the public? I'm sure you know that they will help not only increase our bottom line, but they will also make our company that much more lucrative."
The small man seemed confused for a moment, but answered after a second. "W-well... if production r-ramps up sp-speed they might m-make it out in a year or so." He fidgeted and kept opening his mouth, but didn't say anything.
"Well, I suppose I will be here for a few months, I'll have to arrange a press conference... so much work." I said, letting out a small sigh.
You don't have to do that right this minute. It can wait...
'Yeah, besides... I don't really need them now, you're telepathy and all...'
"S-sir?" he stuttered. I turned to face him, relaxing slightly.
"Yes?"
"Will you be needing anything else? A t-travel b-brochure? D-directions? A-anything at all?" he looked almost pleadingly at me, desperate for an opportunity to redeem himself.
"No, I'll get along fine without it... It's been awhile since I've wandered around without my business phone. Here," I said, handing him a piece of paper, my personal number scrawled on it. "If Mr. Alastor or Johan need to contact me, give them that. Do not let anyone else see that... it'll be your job if you do."
He straightened up and pseudo-saluted me. "Y-yes s-sir!" he said, grabbing the paper. He ran into the building, almost smacking into the automatic doors, likely toward the labs.
Poor guy, he was a nervous wreck. I nodded and patted her on the head. She giggled as I picked her up and set her on my shoulder. I walked toward the nearest bank and pulled out my phone.
My business phone had all of my contacts and my business associates, allowing me to stay in contact with the various companies my father had set up deals with. Many of those people were just manufacturers, some dealt in the raw materials we needed to make pokéballs.
I switched the phone off, and walked into the bank. It was a well decorated building, red wool carpets, chandeliers, glass doorknobs, that sort of thing. The front counters were polished mahogany, and each window was being operated.
"Hello." said a young man behind the polished desk. "Welcome to PokéNational bank, how may I help you today?"
I set Sabrina down next to the window, and told her to stay put. "I would like to get a safety deposit box, the sooner I can drop this off the better." I said plopping the phone on the counter. The young man picked up the phone and told me to follow him, smile never faltering.
Sabrina stayed behind, but stayed in telepathic contact in case something went wrong. The young man stepped from behind the counter and led me along the lobby. At the end of the lobby there was a large vault door, leading to a wide hallway, lined with small metal doors, and at the end of the hall there was another, smaller vault door. In the small, harshly lit hall, there was a table and a few chairs set up, probably for paperwork.
"Okay sir," the young man said "you'll just need to fill out this paperwork, and then you can choose an unoccupied box."

After a half hour, I finished the forms, asking questions like: Name, Age, SSN, Password and the like. Nothing on the sheet seemed out of the ordinary for a bank to be asking, so I signed away.
The young man smiled and placed a piece of paper on the table, saying which boxes were unoccupied. I picked box No. 235, and the young man pulled out a small key. He stuck the key into a small keyhole, and turned it, removing the entire cubicle.
He set the phone inside and turned back to me. "Will that be all? You still have quite a bit of room left in here Mr. Silph."
I nodded as he closed the lid on the box, replacing it into it's small cubical. The young man walked me out of the safety deposit box room, asking me if I wanted to do any other bank related business. I walked over to Sabrina and picked her up, waving to the man who showed me around the bank.
He hates his job... I never understood how humans could hide their emotions so well. she projected as we walked out onto the sidewalk.
'I barely understand it myself, but it only makes my life harder.'
We walked across the town, stopping at random stores, not being able to enter most. Many of the stores in the larger cities of Sinnoh are quite discriminatory, simply because they can be. In the more rural town (or the ones that cameras venture into), the people are typically more open to letting pokémon out of their pokéballs. Some will refer to them as nothing further than beasts, but some of them are pretty smart.
So what are we going to do for lunch? Sabrina asked, stomach rumbling.
'I don't know, but I suppose we could see about a decent restaurant...' We walked around for about five minutes until we found a restaurant that had a sign in the window, advertising that pokémon were allowed inside.

"Hello dearie! How are you, and how many with ya'll?" asked an older lady dressed in an old diner outfit.
"Seven." I replied, pulling the other balls off their catches.
"Aaw, that's just great sweetie! You'll just have to sit over here and wait a second fer' us to finish tidyin' up the table!"
I nodded and said thanks as I walked over to one of the waiting areas and sat in a very strong, yet soft metal chair. Sabrina climbed up the back and sat on my shoulder, loosely gripping one of my short locks of hair for balance.
She really is nice, which is strange. Most waitresses I've ever seen were quite mean.
'Well, I guess you can't judge a person by what they do... look at me after all.' I projected, poking her belly.
She giggled and nodded, leaning against my head. Rob, sometimes... I just-
"Yer table's all set, do y'all have any "Big" pokémon?" The hostess said, totally cutting Sabrina off.
"What? Um, yeah, I have an Onix, that won't be a problem... will it?"
"Well, long as he's a good little boy we won't have any problems... we were built fer' size after all, sweetie."

After a well prepared meal, we set off again, looking for anything to do. Sabrina kept urging me to go to the pokémart, but I wanted to get the layout of the town better. It always helps to know where you're going.
After a while, I remembered that Sabrina was about to say something before the waitress cut her off.
"Hey Sabrina, what was it you were going to say at the restaurant?"
What? That? Oh, it was nothing... she projected quickly.
'Nothing? It seemed like nothing then, but now that you're trying to hide something...'
I told you, it was nothing... really.
'Thinking twice about revealing a dirty secret, Hmm?'
... Yeah... Immediately I felt bad for saying it, but sometimes curiosity just gets the better of me. She hung her head low, and we walked the rest of the way in silence.

"Welcome to the Jubilife pokémart, how can I help you?"
"30 full restores, 30 max revives, 30 max elixirs, and be fast... please." She looked at me like I was crazy, until I pulled my bill fold out of my backpack (A wallet is too tiny for the amount of money that I carry).
After placing the massive amount of medicine in my bag, I turned back to Sabrina. 'Sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to make you feel bad.'
It's okay, I know you had no idea what I was talking about.
'If you want to keep a secret, feel free... but just remember that I won't judge you for it. You can talk to me about anything.' I projected, walking out of the thin plate glass doors.
You sound like a parent...
'Do I? I really gotta stop nagging you then...' She laughed, and we headed back to the hotel.

I had a nagging feeling about what Sabrina wanted to tell me, but I didn't want to worry her. I went to sleep, trying to put it out of my mind.
I felt the real world slip out of focus, as I slipped into a dream. My mind became blurry, and I slipped out of consciousness.
I saw a vast expanse of sparse forest stretching out ahead of me in all directions. I heard the cries of hundreds of different pokémon mixed into a natural din of a forest. I slowly stood up, trying to walk into the expanse of forest when I heard a very particular laugh.
"My my, the things humans come up with!" I could see Darkrai standing far off in the distance, holding what appeared to be a gun. "I could ha- oh gods." he said in an annoyed tone.
I began to walk towards him when he suddenly disappeared. "How dare you interrupt my dream? That's My job!"
I turned around to see a mildly annoyed Darkrai behind me. "I had a question..." I said meekly, noting his charged dark pulse.
"Well fine then! Ask it and go away, I was playing with my new toy!" he said, waving around a colt M1911.
"O-okay, can you stop waving that gun around first?"
"Fine." he said, throwing it into the forest behind him.
"Well first off, why is it that you suddenly want to become the "Maker of Dreams" as opposed to nightmares?"
"Cuz' I'm bored." he said laughing. "S'matter? Expecting something more serious?"
"W-well... yeah, actually."
"Have you lived for millions of years? Cuz' let me tell you, it's pretty f*cking boring."
"What?"
"What do you mean what? I just told you!"
"No, I meant why did you censor yourself? Why not just say fuck?"
"Do you have any more fucking questions?" he said, very annoyed now.
"Yeah, actually. How did I get here? You said this is your dream, right?"
"Of course it's my dream, they're all my dreams! But I was having this one in particular." he said, rubbing his chin sagely.
"My point exactly."
"Well I don't have any fuckin' idea! Maybe you're just really lucky..."
"Seriously?"
"Hey man, it's not my fault you happened to catch me at a bad time..."
"Would it kill you to be a little more serious?"
"Yup."
"Whatever."
"See ya' later, biatch!" he said, clapping his hands.

I awoke suddenly, feeling very annoyed. I looked around the lavish room, and saw Sabrina spread eagle next to me on the bed. My annoyance slipped away when I noticed that she was drooling.
"Wake up sleepy head." I said, nudging her gently.
merfabrel... she projected. I laughed at how she was capable of telepathy while sleeping, before continuing to try to wake her up.
"Hey, joke's over, now get up." I said, rubbing her head, accidentally bumping one of her horns.
I felt my body go limp for a second as I was sucked into her dream.

I saw Sabrina... or at least it looked like Sabrina... as a Gardevoir. She was laying spread eagle on the hotel bed, with a man on top of her.
For some reason, he looked familiar. Before I could do anything, I heard Sabrina's voice... her real voice, speaking English.
"Hmmm, Robby, quit teasing meee..."
Then what I heard next really confused me. "Hmhm. Sorry, would you like something a little bit... more?"
The voice was mine, but I hadn't said anything. Shocked, I tried my damnedest to eject myself from the dream. I pinched myself, and then punched myself, finally waking.

I rolled over limply, eyes wide open, trying to process what I just saw.
Morning. Sleep well? I did, it was a wonderful dr- Robby?
I sat up slowly in the bed, totally emptying my mind. "Yeah, I saw Darkrai, again."
Really? What did he say?
"Nothing useful." I said, still shell-shocked.
Then why did he summon you?
"He didn't. I kinda summoned myself."
What? How?
"I don't know, maybe I can see into other people's dreams..." I said, trying to stay out of my mind.
Hmm, I've never heard of something like that before. You should ask Johan about it, he seems to be good with stuff like that.
"Yeah."
...Hey Robby?
"Yeah?"
Why are you only speaking out loud? Your thoughts are jumbled, and shut off.
"I think I need some coffee." I said, trying to change the subject.
Coffee? Since when do you ever drink that?
"Sorry, I'm just a little stressed. Why don't you take a bath, I'll set your water." She seemed reluctant, but agreed.
After setting the water to a warm 90, I went back into the bedroom, keeping my thoughts silent. After I heard her start playing around in the tub, I was sure she wasn't listening to my jumbled mind anymore.
After I pulled down the blanket, I realized that there were two wet spots. For the first time, I realized that the room smelled of what my researchers described as "Pokéfem secretions".
It varies from species to species, but that was definitely from a Kirlia. They produce it when they are sexually aroused, usually during heat.
Hey Robby? What are you thinking of? I heard 'research', 'poké', and 'produce'. Are those translators bothering you that much?
'No, it's something else... I won- my ARCEUS- bother you - bed...- with it any -what do I do?- more.'
Robby? You're scaring me.
'... ... sorry... ...'

We "Lazed" around the hotel for a few hours, I called Johan and asked him about humans being able to read other's dreams. Sabrina seemed to be enjoying the sun-bathing, and I had finally overcome the initial shock of the morning.
We decided to go on a sightseeing tour of Sinnoh, going to all Four of the great lakes, starting with lake Verity. Working around counter-clockwise, we would next go to Sendoff Spring.
We were all packed up and ready to go, only needing about three hours to get to Sandgem town. There we would spend the night, and wait for dawn the next day to visit the lake, ensuring that we got to spend the most time there.
Everything was set to go, all we needed was a taxi ride to the edge of the city.

"Well, let's get going, we only have eight more hours until the sun sets."
True, but do we really need a taxi just to get to the edge of the city?
'It's for convenience' sake.' I projected, climbing into the taxi.
Finally opening your mind, hmm? So did you solve your little 'mental constipation' issues? she projected, playfully nudging my arm.
'Yeah... just saw something I probably shouldn't have.'
Well I hope you don't have another mental escapade around someone else... they might not be so forgiving.
'True, but they can't read my mind like you can.'
... Touché...
"Here ya' are, city limits. That'll be 90 poké." the cabby said.
"Just take it..." I said handing the man 120 poké.
"Thanks mister! Not many people give a thirty percent tip..."
"Yup." I said, climbing out of the taxi. "Drive safely now."
The cabby smiled and tipped his hat before safely driving away. Nice guy... they need more cabby's like him, and less like that... other... guy. she projected with a shiver.
I laughed and picked her up, setting her on my shoulder.

After about an hour and a half, we made it to Sandgem. The person who told me how to get here was a rookie trainer, which is probably why he would take longer.
When we arrived, it was only 3:30, and we had expected to arrive around 4:30 or five o'clock. we had lots of free time, which we didn't anticipate having. Asking around, the only thing there seemed to be was visit Prof. Rowan in his lab.
The lab itself looked more like a two-story house, but that's where everybody said it was.
Upon entering, I was greeted by the familiar scent of industrial grade disinfectant. I looked around to see polished linoleum floors and white sheet-rock walls. I moved toward an elderly looking man, when I was stopped by a young-looking aide.
"Who are you? Too old to be a trainer sent to help with the pokédex project, so who are you?"
I laughed a little at how new that aide must be. "Hey Teach!" I shouted toward the man with white hair.
"Hmm? I know that voice..."
"Professor? You know this fellow?" the aide asked totally confused.
"Of course I do! He is my star pupil, Robert Silph!" He said, walking toward me, slowly.
"Good to see you remember me! I was hoping you hadn't gone senile yet!"
"I'm not that- well maybe I am." He said with a hearty laugh. "So how are things? I see your ralts egg hatched, and she even evolved! Not bad for someone who only sees the light of day for a press conference!"
"Yeah, well... meh!" I said, knowing he was still wittier than me. "But speaking of, this is Sabrina."
'He's an old friend of mine.' I projected to her.
So I have gathered. She projected playfully. She hopped off my shoulder and turned toward Rowan. Hello Professor. It's good to finally meet someone smarter than myself. She projected to everyone, curtsying.