Imagine a world much like your own. Unlike your world, this world is inhabited by numerous creatures big and small that we call "pocket monsters", or "Pokémon" for short. Pokémon can be fought and later captured by throwing a Poké Ball at them. Some people keep Pokémon as pets, while others train them by using them to fight in more battles, while others study them as a profession. Pokémon have the ability to evolve if they manage to fight well enough. There are many different types of Pokémon - fire, water, ground, electric, grass, and much, much more.

However, unknownst to humans, Pokémon have the ability to speak, despite how (most) Pokémon don't have the ability to speak to humans. And some of the conversations they have are quite interesting.

In fact, one of those conversations is where our story happens to start.

On a route between Lavender City and Saffron Town, two Jigglypuffs were sitting down and having a conversation. A Jigglypuff is a pink and round Pokémon who can sing a mysteriously soothing melody that lulls its enemies to sleep. One of the Jigglypuffs, Jenny, was about 22 years old, nearing the big two-three. Most Jigglypuffs are smiley and cuddly, but not Jenny; she was cynical, pessimistic, and all around quite sarcastic. She was talking to her co-worker for Rawst berry collection, Sheila. Sheila was the opposite of Jenny - she was optimistic, joyful, and lovely to be around. She was hosting a party to celebrate her birthday, and asked Jenny to go…but Jenny didn't feel much like going.

Jenny: No, hun.

Sheila put a sad look on her face.

Sheila: Jenny! What are you talking about? I'm your best friend.

Jenny: We're not best friends.

Sheila: One of your closet friends?

Jenny: No.

Sheila: One of your friends?

Jenny: Nah.

Sheila: Your imaginary friend?

Jenny: Nope. A friend is someone you like.

Sheila was offended by her remark.

Sheila: Jennifer! You don't like me?

Jenny: Sheila, I only hang out with you because we're co-workers. I don't care about you or your dumb party and I don't wanna go.

Sheila: Are you sure?

Jenny: Yes, because you're annoying as hell. You always ask me at work what I'm doing, you're always like "Hey what are you doing? Whatcha doin', Jen? Mind if you tell me what you're doing?" I'm collecting Rawst berries! It's my job! Heck, it's your job too! Why do you even want to be around me?

Sheila: Because we're both -

Jenny: I know, I know! But just because we're the same species of Pokemon doesn't mean we should be friends. But regardless of our species or not, my main point is that I don't want to go to your party.

Shelia: I'll sing a song to end the party off!

Jenny: No. Still not convinced.

Jenny thought for a brief moment, and then she asked Shelia a question.

Jenny: Are you going to sing "Happy in Wonderland" in E minor?

Sheila: Absolutely not.

Jenny: Then my answer is STILL no.

Sheila: Please? PLEEEEEEASE, JENNY?

Shelia did what she did best and gave Jenny an adorable frown, which Jenny was not pleased by.

Jenny: No, Shelia. And cut that "cutiepie" crap out.

Shelia just kept on making that face for as long as she could. Jenny just couldn't stop looking at it, and she groaned in frustration until she eventually agreed.

Jenny: OK, OK. I'll go to your stupid party. Dear lord…

Sheila's facial expression grew from cute and sad to absolutely ecstatic.

Sheila: Thanks, Jenny! I'll see you tomorrow!

Shelia ran off, hopped, skipped, and jumped. Jenny waved to her co-worker as she went off on her day.

Jenny: Bye bye, Sheila.

Jenny got up and walked away. Along her way home, she talked to her many friends - well, she wouldn't call them friends, per se, but acquaintances.

First, there was Bill, everyone's favorite Sandshrew. He was fidgety, paranoid, and a nervous wreck. He was busy practicing his digging skills when he noticed Jenny walking by.

Bill stopped digging and waved to her.

Bill: Hey, Jenny!

Jenny: Hey, Bill. What's up?

Bill: I'm busy digging in case of an emergency, like say, a Pokemon trainer comes by and tries to snatch me.

Jenny: OK, well you do you. Bye, Bill.

Bill: Bye, Jen.

Then, Jenny encountered Perry the Growlithe. Perry had a few…how do we put this…he thinks the Earth is a square. Perry was cackling with joy, which naturally caught Jenny's attention.

Jenny: Hey, Perry. What are you up to now?

Perry: Oh hiya Jen - heheheheheh - I was just laughing at a joke my friend told me.

He gestured towards…nothing. Jenny was unimpressed.

Jenny: Ugh. Perry, there's no one here. Dear God…

Perry: No, no! No!

Perry turned to his "friend".

Perry: Come on, buddy. Say the joke.

There was a deafening sound of silence broken by Perry's manic laughter.

Perry: Isn't he a crackup?

As Perry was laughing, Jenny walked away, confused by what she just witnessed.

She eventually made it to a pile of leaves, which acted as where she slept. She sat down, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath. Jenny lied down for a moment and started talking up to the sky for a bit.

Jenny: Hello? Arceus? If you're actually up there…I don't REGULARLY believe in you. Or any other Pokemon gods. Or any religion for that matter. But if you do exist, then…

Jenny sighed and thought about her life for a moment. Then, she noticed her neighbor, Craig, passing by. Craig was an Ekans, a purple snake Pokémon, and he was known as a sociable and amicable guy. Craig waved to Jenny.

Craig: Hey, Jenny!

Jenny: Hey, Craig.

Craig: You have any plans tonight?

Jenny: No, not much. All I plan to do for the rest of the day is look up and stare into the abyss occasionally. What do you plan to do?

Craig: Oh, well I was planning to see if there were any Pokémon trainers who wanted to add to their collection.

Jenny, as you could guess, was a wild Pokémon, and let me tell you, she was convinced that she was NEVER gonna get caught. Why? Because she wasn't gonna let anyone catch her.

Jenny: Craig, I want no one to catch me, and no one is EVER gonna catch me. I can either lull them to sleep or I'll just faint.

Craig: You don't want to get trained?

Jenny: I, for one, think Pokemon battles should be considered illegal and/or slavery. But you do you, I don't care.

Craig: Oh, OK, I'll let you be, Jen. Bye!

Craig slithered away, off to mind his own business. Meanwhile, Jenny, bored, decided to take a short nap. Jenny layed on the pile and started to doze off, completely unaware of what was gonna happen to her next.