Gwen sat on her bed petting Farfetch'd. She glanced around the room and saw the note Farfetch'd had given her. She had forgotten about it. Gwen picked it up and tried to decipher the hieroglyphic writing that was scribbled so carelessly on the piece of paper. She wondered if it was even written by human hands it was so sloppy. 'Help' was the only word she could read. "Help?" she asked herself. She continued to examine the paper. Her mother came in with the tea. Gwen took a sip and burnt her mouth. She spent all night trying to figure out what the note said. Finally, she fell asleep at 3:30am.
I the morning she woke up late. She was slow to dress too. She went to the kitchen were her father was, reading the newspaper at the table. Her mother, she assumed, already went to work.Gwen poured her self a bowl of cereal. She sat down and began to eat. "You're up late," said her father.
"Couldn't sleep," answered Gwen. It wasn't a total lie; she couldn't sleep until she found out what the note said. "Anything happen that's interesting dad?" asked Gwen.
"Unless more arrests for conspiracy for rebellion are interesting then no," said her father. "But you never know those people could be up to something." He got up, kissed Gwen on the cheek and left. Gwen finished breakfast and left the house with Farfetch'd. She wanted questions such as, where is Team Magma's old hideout; she was going to go to the smartest person she knew, her old school teacher, Ms. Flynn.
On her way to Ms. Flynn's house she saw many people boasting about their Pokemon, and how it is stronger than others. She found this funny because, they couldn't prove this since Pokemon battles were outlawed. Finally, she got to Ms. Flynn's house. It wasn't big. Gwen knocked on the door. The door cracked open and a soft voice answered, "Who is it?"
"It's me Gwen," said Gwen. The door flew open to reveal a tall, thin lady with grey hair.
"Oh Gwen, it's only you," said Ms. Flynn kindly, "for a moment I thought you were those horrible Pokemon Protectors coming to charge me with some absurd accusation. Just the other day they arrested Hector, the landlord, with conspiracy of Pokemon battling. He has only battled with me and that was before the Pokemon Protectors took over. Please sit down," she finally finished. Ms. Flynn stepped out of the way to allow Gwen to come in. Before closing the door, Ms. Flynn looked to the left and to the right before closing the door. "So why have you come? Certainly not to just talk and have tea with a little old lady like me."
"No, that's not the case. Sorry," said Gwen. "I came to ask a question, where is Team Magma's old hideout?"
Ms. Flynn thought for a second. "Right out side Lilycove City. I am almost positive," said Ms. Flynn. Why would you want to know?"
"Just wondering," said Gwen. She got up to leave.
"Oh no, please don't leave. I don't have anyone to talk to know that Hector has been arrested. Well, except for my Chancey. But she is not human," pleaded Ms. Flynn. Gwen sat back down. She listened to all the stories about what happened before ad afterMs. Flynn'sretirement. They spent the whole day talking to each other. Finally, Gwen convinced Ms. Flynn that she had to leave. They said goodbye and Gwen left. When she got home she realized that Farfetch'd wasn't with her since she left her house. Gwen climbed the roof of her house and called for Farfetch'd, but he didn't come. Gwen spentabout twenty minutes surveying the evening sky for her beloved Farfetch'd, but there was no luck. As the sun set, it got harder to see and so finally Gwen gave up.