Updated everyone!

It is very important to know that I like to use dream sequences for some strange odd reason.
Well, maybe not since the reason is because they ARE Strange and Odd
And since I am Strange and Odd...

ANYWAY, It's really important to know that nothing has to make since in a dream.
We're lucky that it makes as much sense as it already does, with all of this psychological mumbo jumbo mixed in.

Also "Cat in the Kettle" is a parody song, that makes a joke about Chinese Food here in America. If you have access to Youtube, look it up to find out what the joke was. I still think that it's hillarious. (No cats were harmed in the making of this joke... Well, except maybe Garfield.)

National Suicide Hotline Number : 1-800-488-3000, Call if you ever need help. Seriously, Call. It helps.

Do we only lie because we want other people to smile?... I did.

I was asleep while Eddie was setting his "prank". I did find out about it later on and I still laugh my butt off thinking about it. But that's another story.

Brandy had set me back into that small nest, while he went to get ready for bed. I had planed on running away as soon as he was asleep, but I drifted off not even five seconds after he set me down. It must be because I was still so young. I was happy to be asleep for once, because I wasn't being plagued with a nightmare from my past life. I still saw my past again though. It just wasn't one of the bad memories like it usually was.

"Hey Terry," I smiled, "You all rested up?"

"Treecko," my little fighter was all fired up as he popped out of his Pokeball, "Ko Tree?"

I covered up my eye, "Oh, this don't worry about it. I wasn't looking where I was going."

"Treecko?"

He eyeballed me for a minute, then sighed. Needless to say, Terry wasn't convinced.

"Hey, don't give me that. I ran into a locker door."

"(Lier. You ran into trouble again, that's what you did.)," Terry smiled slightly giving me that 'you's think I's born yesterday' look.

I was shocked for a second. Back then, I thought that he had said something different. Being part Pokémon now, I guess I'm now remembering what he was really saying. I wanted to speak, but the words didn't come out. I was forced to watch as the memory continued.

"Yeah, I need some glasses don't I," I then laughed like an idiot, "So what's the game today?"

"(Well, at least he's my idiot, not wanting me to worry.)," Terry smiled, "(TAG! You're it!)"

The reptile ran away after poking me.

~...At least, I got that last part of his sentence right...~ I thought as I watched my dream self chase after Terry.

~...I sure do miss him though...~ I started to tear up, ~...Of all the Pokemon in the region, Team Rocket had to steal mine...~

"Gotcha Terry," my dream self reached out to catch him, but Terry vanished into a mist before contact.

~...No, I can't loose him again!...~ I wailed and stormed down to the ground. My dream self faded into the background.

"You never had him back in the first place," an older voice said as the dreamworld that I was in also vanished. Something uncomfortable about watching yourself turn into mist and disappear. In the blink of an eye, I wound up back to being a Torchic again. Oh Joy!

"(What just...)," I stopped because I was speaking Torchic again.

"Now we can talk without any restrictions."

I turned around to find a fully grown silver Ninetails towering over me. For some reason, I wasn't scared. She wasn't frightening in the least to me. I knew that she could eat me if she wanted to, but also knew that she wasn't going to do that. It was like she was a Guardian Angel, always there. I even realized that she was talking in pure English. I knew of only one Pokemon that could do that.

"(Kubbi?)"

"Guilty as charged," Kubbi bowed her head to me.

She then told me that I was descendent from an ancient line of kings and was, like her total hero. She tells me that in my past lives I used to be great warriors through out all time.

And all about how I... I um, uh... Oh forget it, how many of you would actually believe all that?

She did bow though, but just slightly. I just stared like an idiot, because she was extremely beautiful and attractive. I'm sorry, but I think that it's just my Pokemon brain acting up. Besides, She's way too old for me.

"Do you know why I'm here?"

"(Your here about all those prayers about me, right?)"

"Pft, you wish," she laughed slightly, "I barely even listen to half of those in the first place and there were only three of those people who even prayed about you."

"(So then there were six out of nine. That's not too-)"

"No, just three. Only three attempted to pray for you and your soul, but that's not why I'm here."

"(Then are you here to destroy my self-esteem.)"

"Nah, you damaged it enough," she joked, "I'm here about your second life."

"(Well, what about it?)"

"Well, you should know that once a life is gone then it can't be restored, correct?"

"(Well, Yeah... So wha-. Oh God! You're not here to take me to the other side are you?)"

"Actually..."

"(Please don't take me! There's things that I need to right before I move on.)"

"I'm not here to take you away. I just wish to tell you about how precious this gift is."

"(Oh... is that it?)"

"What do you mean by 'is that it'?"

"(Yeah, I mean, you're Kubbi. I was sort of expecting something other than being told that I need to be careful with my second chance and to not throw it away again, and how it's so precious, and blah, blah, blah.)"

"Alright then, How about if I gave you some information about being a Reborn?"

"(What else is there to know.)," I snorted, "(I died and I came back. That pretty much sums it up right there.)"

"Were you always this annoying?"

"(Um...)," I was thinking of what to say, when this radiant light started to shine in between us. It blinded me for a few seconds.

"(Jonathan... Jonathan...)," a familiar voice called out in a dynamic echo, "(Your destiny is calling you, Jonathan. An Epic Quest to save the entire World of Pokemon. You must search for the-)

*Wham!*

Kubbi hit Mew in the back of his head and out of the spot light, (Ow, do you mind!)"

"Hey, do you mind," the fire fox growled at the puffball, "Go highjack someone else's dream!"

"(No, I need him.)"

"Then get in line, because I was here first."

"(Yeah, well... I was born first!)"

"So what only by a Millennia! I need to be here!"

"(Well, I need to be here more, Bitch!)"

"Hey! I AM A FOX! Show some respect!"

"(Sorry, but all you non-cats look the same to me.)"

"Well, how would you feel if I called you a Pussy..."

"(Well I'd...)," Mew paused for a moment to think about it, "(Point taken. However, you are so lucky to be 'dead' right now.)"

"(You know, I'm feeling much better now, so...)" I backed up away from them, slowly heading for the door that was conveniently marked 'exit', "(I'm just going to wake up now and forget this ever happened.)"

"(NO!!! I need to talk to you right now!)," Mew caught me in a pink bubble.

"What could be so important that you need him for?"

"(Well, I guess you should know... It's your medallion... it was lost!)"

"My WHAT is lost!," Kubbi's silver fur turned a distinct white, "Where was it lost! Tell me or else I'm going to be having a Cat in the Kettle."

"(No. We can't be having you look for it.)," Mew then physically pulled me and my prison in front of him like a shield, "(Which is why I need John here.)"

"But he's human!"

"(Not anymore he's not, so the 'Its' power shouldn't cause any problems.)," Mew smirked, "(Just like that loser who lost it.)"

"But he's also immature, disrespectful, short tempered," Kubbi listed.

"(I seem to remember a little Vulpix that used to be like that.)"

"Don't you dare bring her up again," Kubbi was really mad now.

"(I didn't...)," Mew sighed, "(I was talking about you.)"

Kubbi calmed down slowly, but surly, "...fine, but are you sure that it wont effect him? He still has the spirit of a human."

"(So did that airhead YOU entrusted it too! John should be able to find the Phoenix Gate, no problem.)"

"(Look, whatever the Hell you want me to do)," I huffed, "(I wont do it!)"

"(Oh come on, Please!)," Mew whined like a little child, "(I'll give you anything if you do.)"

"(NO! I just want to...)," I stopped, anything means a lot to me, "(Anything? As in Infinitely Mystical Poke'god Powers ANYTHING?)"

"(Of course, there are exceptions.)"

"(Like what?)"

"(For one, I can't change the past. What happened happened and Time is not in my jurisdiction. Second, I'm not going to do something stupid, like a lifetime of servitude, or a new world order, or go get senseless revenge on someone you don't like or...)"

"Bring back the dead," Mew glared at Kubbi for some reason, "what? It's true, isn't it?"

"(I told you, there was nothing that I could do about that.)," Mew knocked her lightly on the head, "(I wasn't even there, so stop bringing it up.)"

"(Well, my mother. I want to let her know that... No. I want her to be... I don't know.)," I had to think about it more, but not for much longer, "(Can you make it so that I died differently?)"

"(I told you, I can't change the past.)"

"(I know, but can you change everyone's memories of how I died.)," I explained, "(Make it look like I died by some accident instead.)"

"(Do I look like a miracle worker to you?)," Mew placed his paws on his large hips, "(there's only so much that I can do.)"

"But that is something that I can do," Kubbi stepped forward, "I will only do it when you find the relic in time."

"(But my mom she'd...)," I was about to cry again, "(After losing Dad, she's been... At least do it for her now, then the rest of whoever needs it later.)"

"No," Kubbi sneered, "Relic first, Reward later."

"(But my mom would-)"

"Your mother will live after a few days of being heartbroken," Kubbi then turned away and sighed, "Believe me, she'll live, but when you succeed she wont remember why she was crying. I promise."

"(Alright... I'll trust you.)," I then turned to face Mew, "(So what am I supposed to do again?)"

Before Mew had the chance to say anything, it was already morning.

And I had forgotten everything.

"Good morning," Brandy smiled. He was packing up his things.

"(Morning Dad.)," I chirped still half asleep.

"Sleep well," he asked as he rubbed me on the head.

"(Like a rock.)," I answered almost wanting to go back to sleep. I couldn't remember what I dreamed about, but I knew it wasn't another nightmare.

"Had good dreams, Milkshake?"

"(I think so... Hey wait! Don't Call Me Milkshake!)," I screamed wide awake now, wishing that I could be out of this nightmare for once.

Meanwhile, in the forest, two trainers where still asleep in an unfamiliar setting. As the sunlight finally seeped through the plastic window, the boy was the first to slowly wake up.

"Ow, my head," Tyrone rubbed his temples, "What happened last night?"

"Hey, where are we," Karen groaned as her sleeping bag covers nearly slipped down.

"What the," Tyrone covered his eyes, "Ohgodohgodohgod!"

"What? What's the matter?"

"I think tha-that you lo-lost o-our bet," Tyrone stuttered as Karen checked.

"What did you do," Karen yelled at the top of her lungs, "Get out, Pervert!"

"Okay I'm...," Tyrone stopped getting out of his sleeping bag, "I can't."

"Well, why not!"

"I have the same problem that you do...," Tyrone blushed.

"Pervert," Karen screamed again, "I don't care if you crawl out like a Caterpie! Get out!"

"Where's the zipper on this thing!"

"I don't know! It's your tent!"

"It's not my tent!"

"Of course it is! Whose else would it be!"

"I don't know," Tyrone said as he moved to another wall of the tent, "Ow! Hey, I found Leo's Pokéball... and Kiki's, and a note."

"Give me that," Karen swiped the piece of paper from Tyrone's hand. She read it, but not out loud. She suddenly blushed and then handed it back to Tyrone.

Dear Debt Slaves,

Last night, I had a bad case of insomnia. This was very bad for me because I make a living by fishing for Magikarp and other Water Pokémon. It would be very bad if I should fall asleep while fishing. To correct this problem, I decided to go for a little walk to burn off any excess energy that I had. While I was out, I overheard your little bet. (Lame battle there by the way.) I then went home and took a nap. This morning I found that you two were still at it. So after I saved both of your lives, I found that the battle was officially a draw.

Since the bet was "If you don't win you had to...", so Since neither one of you won, this means that both of you had to pay the price. I am sorry if you two are a little freaked out, but I couldn't resist the prank. Know that I didn't do anything inappropriate while you were sleeping. Well, except maybe a quick cup check. (Kidding, seriously.) Keep the tent as thanks for the smiles and an apology for the cruel joke that I pulled. Your clothes are waiting for you in your backpacks.

Always smiling, :D

____________Eddie

p.s. Jake wishes you both the best of luck, but would appreciate it if you said "Hello", "Thank you for saving our lives" or even "Good night", before you going to sleep.

Well, that's it.

I think that I'm out of jokes.

Next week we can go back to the drama.

I think... Maybe.

Knowing me...

Maybe not.

'(ToT)'