A short vignette that may or may not be important later on, mainly to introduce a new concept based on one of BW's more… infuriating mechanics. Also, a familiar face appears… though not from the world you're thinking of. Also, to finally provide an update after being absent for like 2 months. Apologies.
Neil Battle, the young CEO of Battle Company, at only 13 years of age, did not know how to shave. He had only just learned how tie a necktie a year after his 12th birthday, when he got his first spiffy tie from his grandfather, former CEO Geoff Battle. His only experience on judging products was when his grandfather presented him with the now revolutionary EXP Share device at a meeting he was forced to attend, was a simple mouthing of "Neat!" before returning his attention to his game.
Despite all this, Neil Battle could recognize that the product being pitched before him by some shivering wreck of a "scientist" (he could very clearly see a PartyTown tag still attached to the wimp's lab coat) was definitely going to be a steaming pile of unmarketable hot garbage. He stroked absentmindedly at the Eevee on his lap as the pitch went on.
As the scientist, whose name Neil neither remembered nor care to even learn, babled on, Neil grew tired. Mustering up the consummate power that comes with the position of CEO, he spoke.
"Tell me again why you think I, or any of my family, would ever consider investing in… whatever that is."
"It's the Relocator, Mr. Battle, sir." The wimp held up the device in his hand. It appeared to be a rudimentary piece of electronic hardware, slapped together with solder and sheer luck into a vaguely box-like form. At the heart of the small cube was a container, round and about the same dimensions of a Pokeball.
"Yes. As a company that provides battle supplies and tools, I fail to see what the need for 'relocating' is, unless it relocates enemy Pokemon."
"Well, no…"
"Then what can it do?"
The scientist sniffled, and continued to drone on with his nasally voice. "The Relocator, as I've said before, can transport objects and Pokemon through time and space! It's a revolutionary way of transporting Pokemon, sir!"
Even the Eevee woke up from its little nap to glare at the scientist.
"You know we have the PC Storage System, right?"
"Well, my invention can transport anything anywhere, not constrained by the limits of the Personal Computer!"
The wimp weakly chuckled. "I need your investment in my work so I can make it actually go where I tell it to…"
Neil put his hands to his temple, channeling the spirit of a businessman thrice his age. "So… you come here. To my office. With… that. And you expect me to give you money, as if this was a friggin' episode of Sharpedo Tank."
"W-Wait! It even has a tagline! 'Everyone happy, Simple Connection!'" said the scientist, his face warped into a desperate smile. "Isn't it neat?!"
"... Get out."
"I never even got to demonstrate! Here…" The scientist shot his arm out and grabbed a pen from the CEO's desk, his adult stature preventing the 13-year-old from stopping him. He picked up a discarded Pokeball from his satchel and stuffed the pen inside. "Watch!"
"I'm calling security."
Placing the Pokeball into the Relocator, the scientist pressed a button on the side, and it began to glow and steam up before exploding in a flash of light…
And the ball was gone.
The scientist was barely able to collect his things before being thrown out of Battle Company.
Somewhere, across time and space, a Pokeball pops into existence.
It rolls across carpet onto cold metal floor, rolling aimlessly before being picked up by a small boxy robot, the screen on its face depicting a smiling coffee mug.
Unceremoniously, it is polished and stored away into a chest, the robot going back to his normal duties of waiting for a Courier to come, coffee cups in tow.
He's been waiting for a week now.