THEN HE TURNED INTO A BOOB!

Oh that still cracks me up. I'm considering putting that on a t-shirt.

Anyway let us delve into this rabbit hole once more. (Brain trying to escape!)

Chapter 13 (Hmm, spelt correctly.)

HOW DARE U FLAME ME U R STUPID AND ARE JEALOUS COZ IM SOOOO MUCH BETA THAN U! (Yes, they are so jealous your writing is second best to theirs and your reviews are the flaming boards of hell.)

An: C if dis is gud motherfukkers!1111111 (Look kids, this is how to make friends.)

My heart felt heavy, a swollen ache inside my chest. (?) The Pokemon League had called me into its help centre. They had seen that Gary's Pokegear had been wiped, its signal ceased. They had known we had been married. They knew I was widowed. (Don't you mean window?)

I took a breath, holding it for a moment, then released it. But it didn't ease the pain I felt. It was as though a part of me had been torn away, leaving a gaping void. (I'm confused. Why is this good?)

The day dragged like a feverish dream. I was barely aware of walking the steps into the Indigo Pleateu. I hardly noticed the blonde receptionist greet me with a friendly smile.

"Good morning, how may I help you today?" She beamed.

Fuck off... I thought to myself. (Ah ha! Bad language, is Ruby making a comeback?)
"My name is Ruby Janet, you requested to see me."

"Ah yes we did. Uh huh..." Her smile faded as she read the computer screen. "Oh... I see... I'm so sorry for your loss."

I grunt and nod.

The receptionist continued. "When you filed for marrige (One typo, but this is shocking, why are there more words spelt correctly than incorrectly?) you also filed for joint trainership, correct?"

"Yeah so?"

"Well when we ran your records through the system we found that your licence expired two months ago. Were you aware of this?"

"What? That can't be right!"

"Well it says here that you failed to fufil the terms of your contract. By now you should have six pokemon and two badges."

"I've been busy. I saved the world!" I said indignantly. (Yeah!)

"It's not up to me at this point. You can take it to the Council but from here I have to take your pokemon and trainers card."

A lump rose in my throat and it was all I could do not to overturn the desk. My pokemon, my pokedex... they took it all.

Fifty dollars, that was all I had left. I booked a motel for the night, since it was a last minute room that would be otherwise empty, I got it for just ten dollars.

I don't know if I slept that night, being awake was like being in a nightmare and upon sleep the nightmares became reality...

(?) Ruby wrote this? Nah, of course not. Despite there being no credit given at ANY POINT! This is the work of Zakar, an extremely patient man and decent writer by the look of things.

Ah well, all's well that ends well right?

Well it would be, if xxRubyJanetxx needed help, but as you will see, she don't need "ne halp!"