Sol's eyes shot open, only to clench tightly shut in pain as she pressed her paws against her ears in a vain attempt to block out the all-consuming noise. It was all one incomprehensible shriek, and all she could do was curl up and hope it would end before her eardrums exploded.

After an extremely painful moment, the noise mercifully stopped. Sol remained dazed on her bed of soft straw. There was a rustling from the other side of the room as Eevee pushed himself up to sitting.

"Urk! My ears are still ringing... What did he say?" Eevee groaned.

Sol cracked open an eyelid. "I couldn't even tell that was a voice, much less what it was saying."

Eevee chuckled, then snapped to his feet as he came upon a sudden realization. "Oh yeah! We signed up as apprentices at Wigglytuff's guild, that's right! But that means... Waaah! We overslept! Come on, Sol!"

Sol labourisly got to her feet and stumbled down the rough stone hallway the excited bundle of brown and white fur.

In a large, open room, Pokémon stood assembled in two rows. Eevee and Sol hurried and joined the line up, though not before attracting unwanted attention.

"You're LATE rookies!" said a loud, blue Loudred, his mouth hanging perpetually open. Sol flinched at the voice, recalling the debilitating noise she had woken to. It seems she had found the wake-up caller.

"Hush!" Chatot demanded. "Your voice is ridiculously loud."

Having sufficiently chastised the offender, Chatot regarded the group. A Croagunk, Chimecho, Bidoff, Sunflora and Sol stood in the front row, a Dugtrio, Corpinish, Loudred, Diglett and Eevee stood on the back.

"Everyone seems to be present," Chatot sang. "Very well. Let us conduct our morning address. Guildmaster!" he called, turning to the door opposite the rows of Pokémon. "The guild is in full attendance!"

The door slammed open, and Wigglytuff confidently marched out. He stood in front of the Pokémon of his guild, holding an aura of authority and control, sure of his abilities and the power he held. He opened his mouth, surely to give some inspiring speech to those under his tutelage that would demonstrate his intelligence and worthiness to lead the guild...

"Hide in the gift shop. The flying mutant gnomes are allergic to postcards..." He mumbled.

Sol through her head back and laughed, earning a glare from Chatot.

"Thank you, sir! We all value your.. words of wisdom!"

Wigglytuff snored loudly and his head lolled to the side.

Chatot cringed slightly but otherwise continued on. "Take our Guildmaster's words of wisdom to heart! Finally, let's not forget our morning cheers! All together now!"

"ONE! DON'T SHIRK WORK!" came a chorus of voices.

"TWO! RUN AWAY AND PAY!" Sol really hoped these weren't a daily occurance.

"THREE! SMILES GO FOR MILES!" Yep, that's going to get really annoying, really fast.

"HOORAY!" Everyone cheered before breaking off from the group and scattering across the guild. Wigglytuff, having been woken by the sound, looked around dazedly before heading back to his room.