Techz: Hello everybody and welcome to your semi-intelligent web series that is liked and adored all around by people and Pokémon alike. Let's see what is happening now with the group.

"Ah shit."

Zack awoke with a migraine. He opened his eyes to see Sarah lying peacefully and lightly snoring. Zack turned to his bedside cabinet and cringed as light seeped in through the gap in the blinds. He reached out for the little orange tube of pills that always accompanies him.

Gone.

Zack had remembered placing it exactly there las night but now it had gone.

"where is it"

He muttered under his breath as he slid his hand into the open drawer to check it hadn't fallen. It wasn't there. Zack sighed heavily as he jumped out of bed, grabbing a pair of boxers and shuffled to the bathroom. Zack tried to jump into his only piece of clothing and managed to do so in a sporadic fashion before making it to the bathroom.

Zack opened the classical cupboard behind the mirror to see the top shelve full to the brim of orange bottles. None were Zack's. With a groan he shut the small door and moved to the hallway. He was going to have to do this the hard way.

Sarah's pov:

Sarah woke up with a laboured yawn. She didn't feel great but there was no reason not to get going. She reached out to try and find Zack but found an empty, slightly warm section of mattress and this gained her interest. Sarah was about to call out but before she had she heard both a blender and some dinging from what could have been the 'magic invisible wave cooker' that Zack called the microwave. It seemed like an impossible idea but Sarah didn't care enough to pursue. She needed to use the bathroom.

Sarah finished her bathroom session, rubbing her mouth against her arm and moving downstairs where all was silent. She walked in to the scene. Sarah was absolutely speechless as to what was going on. Zack was drinking from a flask full of white translucent liquid with other pots full of different coloured liquids. She gawked at the different jars, cups and containers. One glowed with a green tinge and another looked to be a worrying shade of grey. The blue and transparent liquid appeared to be swirling around its container, leaning towards Sarah's general direction as she went by, towards Zack.

"Zack… what are you…"

"Oh. Hey Sarah. I was just… making some… Y'know what. I don't even know."

Normal pov:

Zack looked around while Sarah rubbed her left arm in a worried fashion. There was some… molten copper, a little bit of... Zack never finished as he moved from the glowing liquid to the one that was now eager to jump out of its glass and meet Sarah.

"I think I was making something along the lines of asenapine. It's what I usually take but I couldn't find them beside my bed. I found the old hydrogen can I left out back and decided to do a little DIY chemistry of prescription meds. And I managed to make it taste like orange juice without it randomly combusting this time."

Zack smiled while Sarah looked at Zack with genuine concern. She reached into her hair and produced a small bottle with an orange casing and little white label on the side.

"You just weren't the same without it. I thought that maybe you would… be you again… The other day you were calm and quiet as if, despite being back in your own world, were in another."

Zack took the object and inspected it. It was indeed his antipsychotics. Zack sighed and opened it up. He snapped a single casual in half and took half the pills worth. Discarding the other half with the leftover materials from his dangerous bakery.

"I was on morphine yesterday. Profs couldn't get me some meds as soon as I awoke and so they used morphine to keep me calm while they got some. They had somehow lost my jeans in some sort of 'I won't do the laundry, will you carl?' fight and had never needed to empty the pockets for anything but my phone. Hang on…"

Zack slowly walked towards the living room, leaving the whole mess of pots behind and moving to a very suspicious pile of clothing sitting between the fireplace and the sofa which was covered in an extremely large and puffy blanket that even outmatched a duvet on the best of days.

Zack moved to the sofa and lifted away the covers for a peak. He removed his head from the gap before blushing madly.

"I never knew that removable fur was a thing. What has been seen cannot be unseen. Hey Sarah. Can you remove your fur like that or what?"

Sarah stood there, speechless as to Zack's question.

Later

Everybody was up and moving. Zack's father could be seen discussing something with Bell, she smiled apologetically while his face looked glum. Either it was a terrible joke or the 'reason' for Zack's mother moving on. It was the story never to be dwelled on but told a thousand times. Zack's father then said something which got them both to laugh a little. Zack's father had always been charismatic.

The two with blue were in the shower and with Zack's recent findings. They had to clean up before others found out.

The classic couple could be seen talking on what could now be called Sarah's second most enjoyed piece of furniture beside the bed, the couples seat. They both sat while talking about the day's plan.

"Well, if I'm right then we still need Leonardo to filter through the data we brought back and make sense of it all."

"Yeah what are we going to do with all the data? I want to see what this world had to offer."

Zack was about to contest but as soon as Sarah had whipped out the puppy eyes, he couldn't help but cave in to her adorable looks.

"Fine… we will go around town but first you need a disguise."

Later than later later

Zack and Sarah shuffled out of the house. Sarah was focusing on cloaking them as they made it to Zack's Mazda. The old rundown MX5 still worked but wasn't anything special. They both slid into their respective seats before the cloak went away. They were far enough from the reporters to not be seen.

Zack pulled out some photos from the dashboard and showed one to Sarah. It depicted a woman the same age as Zack with silver hair, pink eyes and a really skinny frame.

"That is Abbey. She is one of my ex's… ok the only ex of mine. We were good until she found out about my… mental instability. See her father, from what I had deducted, has the same mental issues as I do and he wasn't exactly a role model. So now she hates me and I'm pretty sure she is plotting to kill me. Metaphorically speaking. You could use her form until you develop your own."

Zack looked from the steering wheel to the Abbey sitting beside him. Zack was a little disgruntled but with a twist of the keys, they sailed out the driveway. The slow humming of a nuclear engine let them sail over the tarmac as they headed to the metropolis like city ahead. Zack could only hope for the best in such an unpredictable and overwhelming place.

After laters after laters later

Zack slowed the car outside a busy Starbucks's, the place seemed lively from the outside but not jam packed and quite frankly Zack could probably do with a coffee about now. Abbey… Sarah looked eager to see this place as she still looked the large tall cuboids that loomed overhead. She couldn't help but feel scared in case one came down just by one collapsing under its own weight. Sarah could see why Zack lived in the country.

They both got out the car and walked across the sidewalk and into the door. Sarah had to be careful or face losing her illusion, one bump or cut would be enough to break her subconscious concentration. She treads onwards, staying behind Zack and using him as a form of human shield to move pedestrians aside. Zack opens the door and with a "m'lady" they were both situated inside of the warm and inviting café.

"Oh shit."

Zack remembered something.

"Sarah, can you physically talk without the whole telepathy thing?"

Sarah panicked before saying her solemn denial of such ability. Imagine if she was to just start ordering without moving her lips to talk. Someone would notice. Zack told Sarah to act like a mute and so she did. Only using telepathy to speak to him. He had to be her mouth for today. This would be interesting.

Zack and Sarah walked to the counter and were soon be met with a

"Hello and how may we help you today?"

Zack stopped, looked at Sarah who produced no sounds before turning back again.

"I will have a Frappuccino as will my partner."

Sarah couldn't help but blush a little. The fact that he had openly announced them as being together made her feel special, even if it was under a different alias to protect her actual identity. Sarah wondered how people would react to her existence and if even, one day they could live as one in an equal society. Sarah envisioned holding hands with Zack and walking down the street with no illusion present, other people and other Pokémon mingling and working together in harmony as other mixed couples walk the street.

"Here are your drinks, that will be eighty bizon dollars which has been billed to your account sir. Enjoy your day."

With that Zack lifted the two drinks and they made their way to the back of the place to a vacant table and sat down. Sarah followed shortly after and they were now both situated at the booth with nothing but the bustle of city life, talking and dull clattering as a cup slithered its way along the formica only to be picked up by an apologetic employee.

The two slowly conversed silently in the corner, their discussions bore no words. Everything was running smoothly until the front door opened and Zack spotted her. Abbey, the real one. She strode in with her casual apparel on her. She still hadn't taken that necklace off that he gave her. Sarah noticed Zack worry and so she turned around. She bore her gaze from left to right before settling on the mirror image of her mirror image staring back. Zack spelled the whole situation out with his curses.

"Shit nuggets."

Techz: well there we go. Another episode of NRNR successfully done. It's that time of the week where I now ask you to type your opinions and thoughts below so that I may try to better the story. Hope you enjoyed and that's me for just now…

Sarah: you just stuck me and Zack in some pretty deep bother and now you're going to just waltz away?!

Techz: Yup, remember to comment *dodges claws*

Sarah: If you mess with the Zoroark, you get the claws *swipes again*

Techz: Aww shit. Gotta run, bye! *barely moves before being attacked again*