Chapter 6: Gadgets
As a hint of sunlight glittered gently into Eric's room, a loud banging that sounded almost like gunshots suddenly awaked him. He panicked and looked from side to side, hoping that no bullets can into his room at all. The hero-to-be, however, just saw the origin of the sound, an alarm clock that went off from the CD in it. Whoever set this up was smart, gunshots would wake just about anyone up. Eric turned off the alarm and sat up while rubbing his eyes.

Eventually he put his hands at his sides and stared oddly at the clothes on his bed. On top of his blanket there was a suit lain out, a lot like Wes's, but in Eric's exact size. He wondered for a moment why he would need a suit to find and fight his parent's kidnappers. He shrugged off the clothes that had gathered up sand when he was lying paralyzed in the desert and slipped into the suit. It felt odd, but good, almost too smooth and too comfortable.

Eric opened the door and walked out. He met Roxie in the hallway, smiled, and said, "Good morning, partner." He put his hands in his jacket's pocket, as if being in this suit was the most casual thing that could happen to him.

Roxie chuckled a little as she pulled one of Eric's hands out of the jacket and placed a Timer Ball, most likely Combusken's in his hand. Eric was wearing the suit completely incorrectly, obviously he hadn't found the instructions in the pants pocket. She would just leave it up to Wes to tell him what the suit really was. "Same to you, Eric. 'Cmon, lets head down to sitting room. Wes is giving us a 'mission briefing' there." She realizes that she had been holding onto Eric hand for a bit too long, blushed, and let it go. As she strutted angelically down the hall, she tied her hair u in a ponytail.

Eric blushed too and tagged along right behind her like a Houndour. "So you want to be a nurse, right? I mean, Rui mentioned it, you healed the Pokemon… and me." IT was at that moment that he notices the Furret flopped around Roxie's neck. He figured that he should make friends with his Pokemon and looked at the Timer Ball in his hands.

Roxie nodded and said, "Normally I would be volunteering at a Pokemon Center or a hospital right now, but Wes actually pays me and I get plenty of work by healing all of his Pokemon." Florina nuzzled it's trainer a bit, flopped its head down on her shoulder, and started to snooze. "I saw the sketch you made for Wes, you must want to be a watcher, right?"

Eric threw out the Timer Ball and caught it after it unleashed Combusken into the world and sprang back. The Combusken looked up at him oddly as it stretched. Eric thought of what the Pokemon might be expecting, so he instinctively dug into his pockets. There he found a Pokeblock, which he handed it over Combusken while he said, "Yea, but it would be nicer if Orre could support more wild life." The Combusken greedily took the fruity treat and gobbled it up. " I think I'll name you Blaze," Eric said to the overgrown chicken with a pat on the head. "So, what grade are you going into next year?" Eric really wanted to figure out what the age difference was between them…

"I'll be a sophomore in my high school next year," Roxie said as she picked Florina off of her shoulder and gave her a little hug. "I really wish the summer could go on forever though, everything's so much easier without school."

Eric could see the entrance to the sitting room coming up while saying, "Wow, I'm finishing up middle school in the 8th grade next year." Blaze was tagging along to Eric as Eric was tagging along to Roxie, it is strange what a small piece of food can do. Roxie was about to say something else, but Wes handed both of them backpacks in a hurry.

"Sorry kids, I thought I would have time to get you all set up, but something came up last second. There's a map and some an instructions in your backpack and you two can read, so you should be fine," Wes said as he started to jog out of the house. He stopped in mid jog and looked back at Roxie. "Oh, and help him out with that suit, there should be PDAs in those bags," he said to Roxie with a wink before jogging out again.

Eric looked at himself to be sure that he put everything on correctly, Blaze was looking for an imperfection too. Suddenly, in his jacket pocket, he found a small wire. It looked like it was meant for hooking up to a computer or something. Suddenly, Roxie had the wire in her hand and it was attached to a PDA.

"Don't worry, I'm just making it a little easier to travel in the desert with this," she said while slinging Florina back over her shoulder and staring down at the screen. She was picking out what outfit the suit would become, so she just decided that she would just pick what she thought would look cutest on him…

Slowly yet surely, the suit changed into a black leather jacket, a very dark gray shirt, and a pair of very dark blue jeans. The clothes felt just as comfortable, and they looked just as good on him as the suit had. He looked into a mirror just to be sure that that had really happened. As Roxie pulled her PDA out, he asked, "How… what the heck is this thing?", with confused written all over his face.

Roxie tapped the touch screen on the PDA and looked at a Word docent, the instructions to the mission that they were supposed to go on. "Oh, just a nice thing Wes ordered, its good when your environment suddenly changes… plus it's resistant to almost everything and you don't have to pack any clothes. Hmm…. It says here that breakfast is waiting for us in the dining room, we'll travel to some stand in the south, and then we can make our way to the base where the kid who thwarted the Shadow Operation last year saw these guys. There are Shadow Visors in case we run into any Shadow Pokemon too." Roxie looked farther down the list and suddenly blurted out, "And he says I have to battle with Blaze and you have to battle with Florina so we get used to sharing Pokemon and items…"

Blaze hoped at the word battle and Eric laughed at him. Eric dug around in a "Oh well, fist things come first… Breakfast!" he screamed as he ran down the hallway to the dining room. Blaze and Roxie just stood there for a couple moments, blinking. Suddenly they realized what was going on and ran off after him.

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Sidenotes:
-Roxie is 15, going onto 10th grade.
-Eric is 13, going onto 8th grade.
-I may add some more gadgets in the future, so don't think that the Shadow Visor, the PDA, and the Morph Suits are everything.