Patrick couldn't believe his eyes. The girl who stole his first kiss was staring at him with tresses in her hair. Her eyes were a lump momentarily caught in his throat. He looked like a giant dork unable to talk to her, and then she elbowed him.

" If it isn't my knight in shining armor. But I don't know your name."

" Patrick. Patrick Strong."

" Patrick Strong?" Clare said snorting his name like she heard a vey funny joke. " That's a funny name. Why is your last name Strong?"

" Because I am Strong. I'm as strong as a Bouffalant." Patrick acted out his toughness stretching out his biceps and smiling.

" That is strong. Can I test that strength, maybe somewhere where no one can see you tackling me."

Patrick's face fell apart. The thought of him touching a girl was disturbingly embarrassing for him. Tackling a girl even one who spoke as mean as Clare wasn't something he would do.

" I can't tackle a girl. I find they are very…cute. And I don't like hurting anything I think is cute."

" I should've known. I thought you were a lot manlier, but you're just as soft as the boy in the forest."

" Azurill!"

Patrick completely froze. The cutest Pokémon he ever encountered returned to him. He came out from behind Clare looking at him with its cute eyes. His tail was too big engulfing his tiny size but he was still cute. Azurill jumped off Clare and landed in Patrick's hands catching him.

" Azurill? Azurill seemed nice and friendly today. He rubbed his nose against Patrick's. Patrick responded putting his hand on Azurill's head and rubbing his little ears. " It's good to see you too, but where did you come from? Did Clare capture you?"

" Don't look at me. I'm just as surprised to see him. The moment I left I thought you would capture that thing, but it abandoned you too. I don't even think it wants a trainer."

" Are you hungry, Azurill?" Patrick asked. Azurill kept saying his name three times in his happy voice. After the ordeal Patrick had to get here he wasn't surprised. Patrick let Azurill jump off his arm when he reached into his backpack. " I keep some Poké in my backpack. Hold on for a minute."

The energetic Pokémon kept jumping up and down wanting Patrick to give him food. He wept with relief when Patrick took out ten small Poké Chow. Azurill nibbled on the tiny Poké Chow while Clare saw an evident case inside his backpack.

" What else do you carry in that backpack?" Clare asked. Clare struck Patrick with a yellow cat look. She said with a unique sense of humor. " You wouldn't have to be carrying some dirty magazines, would you?"

" What?"

" I understand. It's natural for boys and girls to do it. But can I see them?"

" See what?"

Clare rolled her eye at Patrick's confusion. Patrick acted like an innocent boy. Clare decided to snatch the backpack and see for herself what Patrick was hiding. She grabbed the strap and tugged really hard.

" Give me the backpack."

" No!"

" Don't be stingy, give it to me."

"No!"

" Let me see your—"

Something went out of the zipper. It was the case containing the egg Patrick was given before he met Clare. If it fell on the ground it would crack from its shell and pour out its yolk. Patrick dived down to catch the egg. And he almost didn't catch it, but realized where the egg was going to fall and went there to catch it.

" Phew. I caught you. Don't worry, eggy, Papa Patrick won't let you crack."

" Is that an egg?" Clare asked casting her eyes down at Papa Patrick's egg. " When did you have an egg?"

" The day I met you. Two very tough trainers gave it to me because they liked me or something."

" A blue egg? Hmm?" Clare was thinking with her finger on her cheek. She grinned to herself." The only Pokémon I can think of for that egg is a Bagon or a Riolu. They gave you an egg with one of those Pokémon? Lucky."

" Thanks. But I should really be leaving the Pokémon Center."

Patrick walked out of the Pokémon Center. He got out of the Pokémon Center and stared at the dappled light through the leaves. Patrick didn't get out far when a man bypassed the door into the Pokémon Center. After him a girl walked into the Pokémon Center. Their eyes met briefly then she glanced away. Those two were boyfriend or girlfriends or something because they were wearing the same black uniform with a giant red R.

Patrick heard a scream. A startled scream from a petrified woman. He was scrounging around Nurse Joy; her eyes turned cold when she saw that man. The man smiled darkly and so did the woman.

" Nurse Joy," the man smiled catching Nurse Joy off guard. He raised an eyebrow and staring hard with his ugly eyes. " Or should I address you by your real name? False Katrina."

" No, I don't think her boobs are bigger than mine," the woman said to herself. She was shaking her head furiously. And her face was turning red. " Shut up!"

" Allen…" Nurse Joy froze in fear. Her nerves were building up while she looked at him. Her head moved in an imperceptible nod. " Do you have any Pokémon that need healing?"

" No. But you could mend something that is still in pain. My black heart."

Nurse Joy tried to scream but Allen cuffed his hands around her mouth. He acted like he wanted to defile her in his demented state. Nurse Joy smacked her fingers in Allen's face but her fingers didn't do anything against him. The maniacal laughter of Allen echoed in her ears. Suddenly, she heard someone shout.

" Stay away from her!"

The next thing Nurse Joy knew Patrick appeared and punched Allen, nearly sending him flying through the air. The black uniform woman paid no heed to Patrick's strength. Clare saw the bewildered joy in Nurse Joy's face when Patrick attacked Allen, sprawled on the ground in pain.

" This doesn't concern you," Allen said placing his hand over his eyes. " This is between me and Katrina."

" Those are Team Rocket uniforms you're wearing," Clare said sounding informative. " You can't be members of Team Rocket. Team Rocket was shut down years ago."

" Correct," the girl said. " But we are part of a new Team Rocket. A Team Rocket created in honor of the great Giovanni. I'm Rivera. This is my brother Allen. And this nurse who has disguised as a Pokémon nurse was one of us. Three years ago she was with us, but she changed her mind about us because she thinks Pokémon shouldn't be treated the way we treat them, like battle weapons."