Just then, Cesena bounded up to them happily. John was barely able to stuff the warm glass in his pocket before… "Hey Johnny! Have I ever told you you look like a bear?" "Um, what?"
Apparently, Cesena (who'd read waaay too many manga novels) was in the process of naming all her friends after animals. Eddy, who had been considered an owl for nearly eight months, got lucky this time.
"So we've got an owl and a bear…" "You mean like a teddy bear?" "Mmhm, yea. Sure…" Cesi ambled away, busily scribbling something in her steno pad.
"Whatever." "That was close. Good thing nothing happened!"
Slowly, Eddy and John pulled out their respective trinkets and were alarmed to discover that, indeed, something HAD happened. The glass, which had been constantly cool to the touch, was now surprisingly warm. But that was now the least of their problems. For there, in the palm of Eddy's hand, where an ordinary toy stood only moments before, was a far too real-looking Pokéball.
The edges were rounded and shiny, and the clasp in the middle was so perfectly round it looked like a cartoon. For indeed, what else could it be? Pokéballs did not exist, did they? Thus was altogether too much for John and Eddy, who, had they themselves been manga characters, would've been knocked out.