VulpixTrainer: Okay, so now that Matt and company have been able to taste a little of what it's like to be a normal trainer, well, see for yourself what happens…

Shadow Moon: I own this story now… I mean, VT owns the plot and Nintendo owns the real template.

Kyle: That's a good little doggie.

Shadow Moon: You'll pay for that insult.

VT: Will you two stop fighting… starting story now…

Normalcy is never easy

The moment the trio stepped out into the sunlight they could tell that something was wrong very, very wrong. Instead of the streets being deserted like they should be if there was a cave-in, they were busy with the everyday routine of the city.

"I think Brock's going to be in trouble," Becky whispered as she looked off to the Mount Moon Pass.

"Well, I think Flint will be taking care of the kids, so let's get moving now," Matt said and, before anyone else could speak another word, took off at a dead run towards Mount Moon.

(Ten minutes later)

"Matt, why did you stop?" Ethan whispered after bumping into him when he stopped suddenly.

"Because I hear voices up ahead that's why," Matt whispered back to Ethan. He then crept forward until a voice rang out from around the bend.

"I know you're there you three. It is so nice to know that such goodhearted Rocket haters can be predictable to a T." The voice sounded a little rough and there was a slight growl to it.

"Yeah, so come out with your tails between you legs or else this innocent person will face our fate as well." A second voice rang, out this one a little high and squeaky, but at the same time it had menace in it.

Matt came around the corner, and the look he wore was one of total bafflement until he saw the two hybrids. Then his face registered horror and shock. There, standing in front of Brock, was a Raichu hybrid, and the well-known Mightyena who just grinned at them.

"Still playing the clueless trainer, eh? Well, it's beginning to get old and soon is going to fall apart," Mightyena said in annoyance.

"WILL YOU PLEASE STOP FOLLOWING US?" Ethan yelled as he saw who the voices belonged too. "Because I'm going to have a heart attack if you keep following us."

"Well, it looks like I've gotten under the fur of one of the threesome." He just laughed evilly after that phrase until he got a muzzle full of fire from three pokemon.

"Good job you three, now Matt and Firestorm, you give those two your Double Spin attack," Matt yelled, finally giving a name to his combo of two Fire Spin attacks

Matt and Firestorm both raised their muzzles, taking in a breath, but, before they could finish, they got hit with a Thunder Shock, paralyzing them on the spot.

"GRRR, you're going to pay for what you did to my brother's Pokemon," Ethan said as he unclipped a Pokeball. "EVE, LET'S GO."

"Kid, you have no need to shout," The Raichu hybrid said as he clapped his paws over his long ears.

During this distraction Matt had pulled out a Paralyze Heal from his pack and sprayed it on the two Pokemon, curing them, and as Ethan battled them with his Umbreon Matt ordered them to do their combo again.

"Oh, you want to play rough, do you, darkie? Well then, let's see how well you handle your…" the Mightyena never finished her words as the now-trademark funnel of fire from the two young fire fox pokemon barrelled first into the her and then into the male Raichu and sent them flying. Where, no one could really tell, but no one really cared as they all ran over to Brock, who at the moment was bound and gagged so he couldn't talk. The moment the gage was removed he yelled a sentence that made the threesome hit the ground, pushing Brock to the ground as well.

"Look out behind you!" Brock yelled. Matt, being the one that undid the gag, knocked Brock to the ground as he, too, hit the deck. Becky, hearing it, also got as low as she could into the dirt, and Ethan, who was behind Brock, untying the knots, was pushed to the ground and was the only one the see what was the cause of the warning. A bright multicolored beam of light shot right over the group and missed every single one, but upon hitting the rock wall it stops and spreads along it, that is, until an explosion was heard and the beam stopped abruptly. Everyone got up and saw the smoldering remains of the strange cannon that was set up on a tripod.

"Morph Cannon prototype series, Mark One," Ethan read, seeing that the nameplate had landed about a foot from his head.

"A morph cannon?" Brock asked as he got up. "But why did they wait until you showed up to activate it?" Brock asked the last question mainly to himself.

"Because my brother's been messing up their plans too much, that's why," Ethan replied.

"Now Ethan, what have I said about such comments?" Matt said in a shocked and also worried tone.

"To not answer every question posed in front of me and to give others a change to answer,." Ethan replied as if he was answering a teacher and in a monotonous voice.

Brock just looked at the three before walking down the hill, and the threesome looked at each other and just ran into the Pokemon Center to heal their Pokemon and then travel through Mount Moon.

(Little Girl's Bedroom, 3 o'clock pm)

"Gramps, this is getting boring. I want to hear about the battles, not how they are able to stay under cover and do a normal Gym Circuit until the eighth," whined an eight-year-old girl as she repositioned herself under the covers of a white quilt with Pink Mews as a pattern on it and looked to her Grandfather.

"Now, now, Fiona, I thought I told you that this is important because of what they learned," the Grandfather said. He was sitting in a white chair next to the bed. Draped around its back was a black suit coat and also a black bowler hat. Removing a pocket watch with a Ho-oh relief on the front out of the left pocket of a black vest, he looked at it and sighed. "Considering the time, I think you are right." He then began to flip through a book that had a brown binding to it until he comes to the place where he wanted. "Now, mind you, this is a beginning of a chapter, but it's the one that really sets it up with some good hints," Gramps said and Fiona's face lit up as she snuggled back into a pillow. Suddenly, a door banged and a male kid's voice yelled out.

"I'm home… Anybody home?"

"Henry, we're in my room and Gramps is about the start in on book two of his story," Fiona yelled back, waking up her Meowth at the foot of her bed. It yawned, stretched, and then climbed onto her stomach before going back to sleep.

"So, Fiona got you to skip again, did she?" Henry asked as he entered the room and sat in the only other white chair in the room. He was around ten and had a Squirtle, which follow close behind him.

"Yes, she did," Gramps said with a chuckle before looking around with a smile in his eyes. "May I continue now?" He was answered by a resounding "YES!" from the two kids.

"Okay, let's begin again," Gramps said, and with that began reading from this book that seemed to be very popular with the two grandkids.