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Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.

"Jenn," I was standing in the house of Mr. Fuji, the man I had saved. He had insisted I go there to claim a reward, "Your Pokédex quest is one that required strong dedication."

"Er," I responded, "I haven't really been doing much of that..."

Mr. Fuji continued on like I hadn't said anything, "Without a deep love for Pokémon your quest may fail."

"That is true," I said, "But we're not thinking about the same quest. My quest is to defeat Team Rocket. You think it's to complete my Pokédex."

"I'm not sure if this will help you," he said, "with your Pokédex, or with your quest to vanquish Team Rocket, but I'd like you to have it."

Mr. Fuji handed me an odd looking recorder. The mouthpiece was similar, as was the body. The strange part was the barrel, which connected the mouthpiece and the body. It was shaped like a Pokéball, making it much more bulbous compared to a traditional barrel.

"Thanks!" I exclaimed, happy to have a musical instrument to play. Music was one of the things I enjoyed most before the Pokémon world became a reality, so it was nice to have a part of it back.

"The flute is said to wake sleeping Pokémon," Mr. Fuji mentioned, "I'm sure that will come in handy, or at least save you money."

I then exited the small house that Mr. Fuji lived in, back into Lavender Town. Now that I had this flute I could get to Fuchsia City. I headed down to Route 12, the closest route to me that had a sleeping Pokémon blocking the path.

I had already defeated the trainers along this route, so I travelled to the south quickly along the boardwalk. Eventually I came across the spot where I had noticed a sleeping Pokémon before. It was still there, though when I thought about it, it didn't make sense. Then again, neither did my rescue of Mr. Fuji. My friends had left to Lavender before I had, so wouldn't they have saved Mr. Fuji?

I tried to figure out some explanation. Maybe Mr. Fuji was captured by Team Rocket after my friends had passed through. All my friends would have gone to Mr. Fuji's house and received the flutes by doing some sort of simple task to help the abandoned Pokémon he cared for. And maybe another Snorlax had come to lay down here after the first one had left.

While my reasoning seemed fairly farfetched it was the best I could come up with, so I stuck with it.

I heard a small laugh from the air beside me from Mew, who had obviously heard my thoughts while I had been contemplating such a pointless detail. She and I both knew that I needed to get used to the fact that the world was strange.

I pulled the PokéFlute out of my bag so I could play the song to wake up the Snorlax. I had no idea how this would work for my friends, but I already knew the song. I had learned it on the piano because I thought it was a pretty melody, and assuming that this was a concert C instrument, like a normal recorder, I could play it pretty easily.

The notes were the same as on a recorder, so easily played through the tune and adding my own fermata on the last note, a nice clear G.

As the last note died away the Snorlax stirred and rolled over onto its side. It then hoisted itself up and made a sound like a roar. It didn't seem happy to have been woken.

The screen from my watch shot out as the Snorlax swung an arm at me. I dodged the arm and threw Kadabra out of his Pokéball. Evidently the Snorlax was like every other wild Pokémon, wanting to attack the trainer before the battle started.

The Snorlax was at level 30, which made it a tougher opponent than any other Pokémon I had faced so far. Two of Kadabra's Psychics dropped it down to just before the red zone, but not before Kadabra was put to sleep by Snorlax's Yawn. I decided that since Kadabra was asleep I may as well try to catch the large Pokémon, though I had no plans to use it on my team.

I threw both of my Great Balls at the Pokémon, not having any Ultra Balls in my bag. Both of them failed to capture the beast. I then threw one of my Pokéballs, which caught it with ease, though now I figured I should move on to the Ultra version.

I took the short walk back up to the Pokémon Center in Lavender Town and healed up my fainted Kadabra and my Venusaur, who also had taken a hit.

My next stop was the PC to send Snorlax to Professor Oak, since I didn't want to use him.

"Oh, hello Jenn," Professor Oak greeted me as the PC stopped ringing, "What Pokémon are you depositing today?"

"A Snorlax," I told him as I put the ball into the slot for transferring. It then disappeared and Oak picked it up on the other end, "If you don't mind my asking, where do you keep all of the Pokémon you get from trainers? Do you keep them in the Pokéballs?"

"Oh, heavens no," replied the Pokémon Professor, "Most Pokémon don't like being confined to Pokéballs for all of their lives, which is generally what happens when someone deposits them. The other Professors, Bill, and I created a place where we could keep the Pokémon in. It's a building that's about the size of a large house, but on the inside is as big as it needs to be."

I stared at the Professor blankly, "But that's impossible. Wouldn't you need to create matter inside of an object? Creating matter is impossible, and if you could actually do so, how could you confine it to one area."

"I have no clue," Professor Oak confessed, "Bill was the one who really did all of the work on it. While he may seem eccentric he has quite the brain."

I shook my head, "Well, whatever," I concluded the conversation with Professor Oak before turning the PC off.