I'd like to say that the training went well; that we were able to emulate the affects of the actual attack or at the very least able to build up an immunity to the actual one. But, it didn't. It was a complete disaster. I mean, the singing practice went ok…I still don't think either of us should join a choir or anything, but Chansey was able to help us get a few simple notes down that could suffice. Counteracting the other chansey's attacks though…That was impossible.

On Wednesday, while Jessee was with Chansey in the dorm room still trying to find a way to develop immunity to the attack, I went to the headmaster's office to seek a more tangible solution.

Nervously I knocked on the door. "Come in." The headmaster's harsh voice came from the other side.

I took a deep breath and put on a brave face, trying to stop the shaking in my knees. Slowly I turned the knob and opened the door. The teacher sat there, shuffling through papers, her grey hair pulled back in her usual tight bun, perfect suit, free of any sort of defect or even a stray hair, thin bony hands that almost looked like small spinarak shuffling through all the papers, and her thin pointed eyes never looking up at me as she said, "What is it, Jessica."

I bit my lip again. "I-It's Jess, ma'am. My sister and I have the same first name, so sometimes we won't respond—"

"I will call you by your name." The headmaster interrupted, startling me enough to jump. "Again, what do you want, Jessica."

I took a breath and tried to let the issue die. "Ms. Westworth, it's about the final exam…"

"What is wrong with the final exam?" The headmaster asked coldly, looking up from her thin reading glasses.

"W-well…you see…" I started, "My sister and I are having a hard time with the effects of the sing attack….we can't seem to develop an immunity to it and we just fall asleep like the pokemon…" I paused to regather my thoughts. "W-would it be possible if you could allow us to wear earplugs? Or even do the test in another room?"

"Out of the question." the headmaster snapped. "I cannot give special treatment to every student of this school. This is a prestigious program and graduates of this school are held in very high esteem. If I go around changing the curriculum, making exceptions for students who are struggling we would loose that prestige."

"But…Ma'am, we're not pokemon! You can't expect us to do something a Pokemon can do naturally! What's more, without any sort of way around it; that is just setting us up to fail!"

"When you came to this school, you agreed that you would do the entire curriculum regardless of the fact that it was designed for chansey." The headmaster interrupted me again. "You still came, knowing that there might be requirements that were entirely impossible for you to complete as a human, whether by stubbornness or stupidity, I don't know. Now you have finally reached that point. I cannot hand out special treatment just because you and your sister are humans and not the pokemon for whom this school was intended. Either you can take this test, sing the pokemon to sleep and graduate, or fail the test and need to take the course over again. At that point I would tell you to reevaluate your life choices. The likelihood of either of you actually becoming pokemon nurses is improbable at best." She went back to shuffling her papers. "You are dismissed. You have a lot of work to do before tomorrow. And if I catch you or her with earplugs of any kind I will immediately count it as cheating and you will be given an automatic F for the course, be suspended from the school, and be asked to leave the campus immediately. Do I make myself clear?"

I bit my lip, shaking more now from anger rather than from fear. "Yes ma'am. Perfectly clear." Then I turned and left, letting the door slam hard behind me.

When I got back to the room, I was still fuming. Jessee and Chansey were still sitting on the floor trying to get past the effects of sing, but they stopped when I came in.

"Well, Jess? How'd it go?" Jessee asked, clearly getting her answer from my face, but asking anyway.

I sat hard on the floor next to Jessee and Pikachu jumped into my lap, wanting me to save him from the constant singing and stopping. I took a sharp breath and answered. "Well, she basically told us to go screw ourselves."

Both Jessee and Chansey were taken aback. "What are you talking about? Jess, what happened?!" Jessee asked leaning forward to me.

I shook my head. "Just what I said, either we're going to take the test with the rest of the chansey, stay awake, and pass, or we can do anything else and fail. But if we get caught with any sort of earplugs or anything like that we will automatically be failed and escorted off the premise." I looked up at her. "She basically set us up to fail from the start."

I saw Jessee's jaw tighten, but then she took a deep breath again and sat up, crossing her arms. "It can't be helped then. We'll just have to keep training or find some sort of trick to staying awake. But I've come this far, I'm not going to just let some cheep trick like this slow me down now." She glared at me, a fire in her eyes now. "We're going to take that test, and we are GOING to pass it. I don't care how we have to, but we'll figure something out. We'll show that witch who she's dealing with!" She clenched her fist turning back to Chansey. "Let's get back to work. We'll train all night if we have to!"

Chansey replied with her standard happy, "Chansey!"

Well, at least someone had confidence in us…