RainbowSeagull: Ehe. Marching band practice, blackout that left half the state without power, English homework, AP World homework, Biology stuff... I managed to finish this though, and hopefully I didn't take too long. I wrote half of it one day and the other half the next week, so if it seems strange, that's why. Also, guess who just realized that my little hyphens I used to seperate sections of my chapters disappeared when I uploaded these? Me! I'm going to use dots now.

"WAKE UP! IT'S MORNING!" Loudred shouted. He looked around the room. "By the way, where'd your friend go?" he asked. He frowned, shrugged and walked off.

Confused, Valjean looked around and realized that the bed next to him was empty. He bolted out of his room, heart racing, and ran right past Chatot and the other Pokemon who were getting ready for the morning announcements.

"Valjean, where are you going!" Chatot squawked.

"Sorry, Chatot, it's important!" Valjean called back as he climbed the ladder up. He reached the first underground floor, and began to climb the next ladder up when he felt something soft land on his head. "What-?"

"Good morning, Valjean." Javert was at the top of the ladder, looking down on him with an amused expression. "I suppose I got here a little late, then? I was hoping you wouldn't notice that I left."

"Javert, don't run off like that. I thought you went out to the cliff or something," Valjean said.

"You've already told me that it's not possible to die of injuries in this world. Why should I bother? I was simply repaying you for the Cobalt Bow."

Valjean frowned, confused, and remembered the cloth that was sitting on his head. He went back down the ladder and inspected the item. "You got me a scarf?"

"It's a Sneak Scarf. I was told that it will let you pass by sleeping enemies without being noticed. I thought that it suited you," Javert said.

"When did you get the money for this? I spent everything Chatot gave us on the bow," Valjean said, tying the scarf around his neck. A present! He wasn't used to being on the receiving end of a gift. Maybe Javert wouldn't be so cold in this world after all.

"I left as soon as you were asleep last night and went inside the Beach Cave. There are quite a few coins in there," Javert said.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" Valjean asked.

"I've gone without sleep many times, and a few of those times have been because of you. So, staying up all night working is nothing new for me," Javert said, descending down the ladder. "We should probably head down to the meeting now. Chatot will be angry with us." Valjean agreed and they both made their way over to the meeting place, which was empty except for Chatot.

"Well! It's about time!" Chatot said, obviously irritated. "Today, I want you to look at the two boards up on the next floor. You are to pick a job and do it. That is all." Chatot turned his back to them, so Valjean and Javert figured that he didn't want to talk to them. They went back to the middle floor and tried to decide on a job.

"I want to do this one!" Valjean said, pointing to a piece of paper on the left. It was a request from Corsola in Beach Cave that was hungry and wanted someone to bring her an Apple.

"Valjean, the Corsola can feed herself. Let's do this one." Javert was referring to a piece of paper stuck to the right board. It had a sketch of a weird elephant thing. It offered a 3000 poke reward to the team that captured Drowsee, a thief.

"What is it with you and thieves, Javert? Has it ever occured to you that some don't have any other way to eat?" Valjean asked.

"Not in this world," Javert said. "When I was in Beach Cave, there was food all over the ground. There were Apples lodged in the corners, Berries hiding here and there, and Seeds on every floor. This Pokemon is not stealing to survive. We are catching this criminal," Javert decided.

Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to go along with it, Valjean thought. Then maybe I can prove to him that not all thieves are bad.

...

Valjean and Javert made it up the last flight of stairs, panting. They had fought their way to the top of Mt. Horn, and it wasn't easy. Before they left, Chatot had warned them about being underleveled, but they didn't understand what he meant by that. Now they had some sort of idea, because they barely made it without being knocked out.

"I never thought I would be so glad to see a fruit in my life," Javert said, spotting an Oran Berry.

"Neither did I, " Valjean said, reaching for another blue berry behind Javert's Oran Berry.

"Wait, Valjean," Javert said, snatching the berry from under Valjean's paw. "It's an Oren Berry. I made the same mistake back in Beach Cave. It isn't pleasant. I wouldn't suggest eating it."

"Why, what happens?" Valjean asked.

"I've done some research. We have something called HP, and when it hits zero, we pass out. Oran Berries replenish HP, but Oren Berries decrease it," Javert explained, pushing the Oren Berry into his bag. "Still, it wouldn't hurt to hold on to it. It could be useful." Javert closed the bag and put it back on awkwardly. He refused to give it to Valjean, even though putting on and taking off the bag was difficult without being able to balance on two legs for long periods of time. It looked rather silly, but no one dared to tell him that, especially not Valjean.

Javert moved silently behind a gap in the wall. He motioned to Valjean to follow.

"Drowsee will be here any minute now," Javert whispered. "Be quiet."

Valjean poked his head past the rocks curiously, and was rewarded with a whack on the head by Javert's paw.

"Do you want the thief to know we're here?" Javert asked. "Hm. Of course you do. You want to warn him that I'm here, don't you? You thieves have to stick together, after all."

"Be a little more trusting. I just wanted to see if I could see Drowsee..." Valjean muttered. Javert's ears stood up suddenly. "What, did I say something?" Valjean asked.

"Shut up. I hear someone," Javert hissed. Valjean sighed and made himself comfortable. He'd let Javert handle this. Javert seemed like he wanted to do this alone anyway. It was probably just because he hadn't made an arrest in a while. How long was it? About a year or so.

Valjean saw a yellow and brown elephant-like creature climb up the stairs. A cute blue thing followed him. Valjean was able to recognize the elephant-thing as Drowsee, but didn't know what the blue thing was. He glanced at Javert. His old hunter was preparing to pounce at the thief. Valjean noticed that the bag was lying on the ground next to him. Javert probably didn't want the extra weight. He had the whole arrest planned out already, didn't he? God help the poor thing, Valjean thought, watching the Drowsee move closer to their hiding spot.

Drowsee seemed to be leading the blue thing to the other side. He said something about a treasure. Javert didn't attack yet. He was probably trying to figure out what Drowsee was after. Valjean couldn't hear everything Drowsee was saying, but Javert seemed to be commiting every last word to memory. With every sentence, the blue thing began to look more troubled. After a couple minutes, Javert decided he had enough evidence and launched himself from behind the rocks onto Drowsee.

Drowsee was caught by surprise, but he wasn't shocked into doing nothing. He shook Javert off and stepped back. Javert growled and Glared. Drowsee seemed to freeze, but was able to take another step backwards. Javert sprang at him, shouting "Quick Attack!"

"Quick Attack?" Valjean repeated, confused.

"Bite!" And Javert bit Drowsee's arm.

"Why is he narrating everything he does?" Valjean asked himself, even more confused.

Drowsee seemed to recover from whatever happened when Javert Glared at him, and slashed at Javert. "Scratch!" Drowsee said.

"Why him too?" Valjean wondered.

"Body Slam!" Drowsee threw himself at Javert. He was probably twice the size of the little brown fox. Javert wiggled free from under the Pokemon, but he looked tired. When he tried to take a step, he found himself unable to move at half the speed he was used to.

"Valjean!" Javert gasped. "The bag! Quickly!"

Valjean quickly unfastened the straps and looked inside. A Cheri Berry, Grimy Food, an Apple, and the Oren Berry. What did Javert want?

"Any day now, 24601!" Javert yelled impatiently. Drowsee picked himself up from the ground and prepared another attack. Valjean grabbed the Oren Berry and threw it in the direction on the battle. At the same time, Drowsee began to charge at Javert, screaming "TACKLE!"

RainbowSeagull: Yeah, I'm not good at ending chapters. Or at writing battles.