"Why won't you work?" growled Professor Monahan. She smacked the computer screen with her open palm. "C'mon." How much worse could her day get. First she lost half the Pokémon in the trainer storage system to unknown reasons, second she had to explain it to all of the sad/angry trainers, third she had to explain it to Pokémon League officials who were just as bewildered as she was, fourth the pizza she had ordered hadn't come yet. "Thirty minutes or less my foot," she muttered. "C'mon!"
She slapped the screen one last time. The flickering screen steadied. "Finally, maybe now I can get some work done." Spoke too soon. A little ripple effect started on the middle of the screen. "What?" The ripple grew larger until it reached the edges of the screen. "Gary had better not have messed with my screensaver again." She peered at the ripple. It looked three-dimensional. Like a portal, if there was such a thing.
The faint yelling of children caught her attention. She checked her speakers. It wasn't from there. She stared at the monitor. It was coming from the screen, from the swirl to be more exact. "What's going on?"
The swirl of color at the center of the portal began to take shape, growing bigger and bigger until she could make out a clump of people flying towards her. It wasn't possible. Logic told her that people could not come out of a computer screen, then again instincts told her they were coming at her pretty fast. Professor Monahan's chose to stuff logic in the little closet at the back of her mind and DUCK! She scrambled off her seat and crouched behind it.
"Aieee!!!"
Professor Monahan peered around her chair to find a crumpled pile of kids in front of the computer. She saw a girl around twelve with auburn hair untangle herself enough to shake an angry fist at the computer screen. "Ntropy! If we ever figure out who the heck you are I'm strangling you!"
"Honestly," said a blue haired boy as he stood and dusted himself off. "Can't you make the landing a bit gentler?"
"Sorry," said a digitalized voice from the computer. "I'm working on it."
"Can I wear bubble wrap next time?" asked the smallest of the kids.
"Enough with the bubble wrap!" exclaimed the kid with the blue hair.
"Hey guys," said a very familiar looking boy. "You ok?" He looked really familir. She just couldn't place it. Spikey dark brown hair, glasses, vest and…Professor Monahan cut of her internal monologue as she noticed the kid reach into his pocket to retrieve a little red computer. A Pokédex. "Hey guys, my Dex is working."
She knew that voice. "Maxim Fernando!" she sprang out of her hiding place and continued to scold the poor boy. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Japan? Who are these kids? How did you get in here? What did you do to my computer? You better not have been messing with the transporter system."
Max blinked. "Uh, hi, Professor Monahan.