Nov 2nd 20XX

Scary brushes with fire over and thankfully done with, Phoenix and I decided getting some shut eye was a good plan. We also decided to share my sleeping bag since it was big enough for two people let alone a teenage girl and a small Pokémon like her Mew self. Phoenix was worn out from the day's events, all of the transforming, stress of a new body and world, not to mention the adrenaline cool down from the close call with the fireball made for a long day; wasting no time, she curled up in the soft bag and was fast asleep almost immediately. I, on the other hand, was still a bit wound up and so stayed up a little longer to write here in the journal I had found in the bag. Maybe writing down what happened to us would help us to make sense of everything in the future and, as the book said, help us find our way.

I woke up to find myself cocooned in the warmth of my sleeping bag the early morning. I was all snuggely and warm in my blanket, and felt something warm and fluffy cuddled up next to me. For a moment, I thought I was home and one of my dogs had crawled under the covers with me as they often would on a weekend when I had the luxury of sleeping in. The early morning light was filtering through the tent, however, reminded me slowly that I was nowhere near home and it was my now furry friend under the covers, not one of my dogs.

"Damn daystar… Why does it have to be so friggin' bright?" Phoenix's voice grumbled, her pet name for the sun making me chuckle as she tried to bury her fuzzy body deeper into the covers where it was warmer and definitely much darker. She always was more of an afternoon to night sort of person and I couldn't see that changing anytime soon.

I felt a pencil in my hand, quickly realizing it as the one I had been using to write with the night before and the journal, its cover open, lay beside me on the floor. I must have fallen asleep while writing which wasn't too surprising as it had happened to me before on more than one occasion. I closed it gently and carefully tucked both book and pencil into the main pocket in the bag. I turned towards the Phoenix-shaped lump deep within the sleeping bag and said, "You know, hiding under there isn't going to make the day end or the sun go away."

Phoenix popped her head out and narrowed her large eyes into a fierce glare which she promptly directed at me. "You're poking logic shaped holes, Toriori. I do not appreciate such things at such an ungodsly hour."

I chuckled and replied, "Well, I'm good at poking so unless you get up outta there on your own, I'm gonna poke you until you do." I grinned mischievously at her showing how much I would enjoy her staying in the sleeping bag. She grumbled a bit more about sunlight and how I was stealing her position as the evil twin, but did get up. "Come on, Nix. I found freeze dried coffee and cream in the pack last night. So I'll caffeinate you before we have to get going. I wanna try and find a way out of this forest before night falls again." Besides, I needed my caffeine fix too.

Although I wondered idly if in this new body I would face the same caffeine withdrawal symptoms as I had back home when I tried to kick the caffeine addiction I had had for well over four years. I pushed that thought aside figuring it was way too early in the morning for deep thinking. I had Phoenix watch the cooking food and boiling water while I packed up camp. I put the sleeping bag and tent back in. Musing how awesome that bag was that it fit so much. Then it hit me, I mean really hit me.

There was no way without defying the laws of physics that all of that stuff could fit in there and not be popping out of it at the seams. Out loud I said to Phoenix, "It's like Hermione's bag!"

Phoenix turned to me, cocking her head to the left in confusion, "What's like whose thing now? It is way to early. You've lost me, Tori."

I chuckled and turned to her before pointing back to the back pack. "It's like Hermione's bag, it fits way more inside of it than it possibly could without some sort of magic or extremely superior technology." I grinned and commented to her teasingly, "Maybe you should poke your head in there, Nix? We can figure out if it's a black hole or not."

She looked at me and pointed to the pot, "There is boiling coffee right here, Tori. I will dump it on the ground and watch and cackle with glee as you weep over what remains of it if you continue this line of conversation about using me as a guinea pig. I am perfectly capable of functioning without the caffeine, though I may not like to, however you, my dear, are not so skilled."

I gaped in horror at Phoenix's threat of wasting perfectly good coffee. "You wouldn't dare..." I paused my comment for two reasons, one because I knew perfectly well that if I pushed her far enough, she would very easily dare. The second reason would be that I noticed something bright yellow dart into our camp. It was a Pikachu! I was about to squeal in absolute and pure delight, when the little electric mouse picked up a pokeball that I had left on a rock by the campfire. It chirped happily at us while I screamed, "Oh hell, Nix, that's your pokeball!"

I ran towards the yellow critter, hoping to stop him as I heard Phoenix snap, "Oh, he is so freakin' dead! Drop that you little...! No, wait! Come back here or I'll make sure you're never able to reproduce!"

Phoenix and my shouting must have scared the Pikachu, because it took off quickly with the pokeball in its hand. Phoenix started chasing after it and I, after dousing the fire tore after them fast as I could run, pursuing them easily by following the loud string of creative and extremely violent threats.

"Do you hear me?! Dead mouse walking!"