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Subject: A bright, beautiful morning Author: Jazz Voce [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 00:47:53 02/25/01 Sun Jazz yawned and stretched in his bed. It was a lazy Sunday morning, and he was not about to go and run it off too soon. He'd come home for the week end, to spend time with his friends and parents, before going back on his Pokémon journey. He'd already managed to catch six of them and was pretty proud of himself, but he knew that, all in all, he was one of the lower level trainers. He didn't really mind, for now, but he knew that eventually, he'd feel like becoming better. But, for this morning, he just felt like sleeping... Unfortunately for him, someone hadn't had that in mind, as he heard his mother scream from the kitchen. He got up with a start and ran for the kitchen, only to find his mom, perched on a chair, and pointing down at the table. There, he found what probably had been breakfast... torched to a pile of ashes. "It... it SNEEZED ON THE TOAST!", his mother finally articulated. Jazz grinned as he patted his Charmander's head softly. "Come on Mom... you know he didn't mean to. Crispy would never do that intentionally." The Charmander looked up at him with a sorry look... and sneezed again, in Jazz's face. Jazz dodged out of the way just in time for the fireball to sizzle past his morning messed hair. "It... It set fire to the CLOCK! THE CLOCK YOUR GRANDFATHER GAVE ME ON MY WEDDING DAY!", his mom screeched. Jazz grabbed Crispy and ran for his room. "Get that thing to a Pokémon center before it burns the whole house down! And your Pokémon should be in their Pokéballs while you're at home, you know I'm scared of them!!", Jazz closed the door to his room and let out a slow breath as his mother carried on with patronizing him. "You know what, Crispy... one week-end is going to be enough. Let's get you checked out before, and we're on our way again." Jazz recalled Crispy to his Pokéball as the Charmander went to sneeze again. "Oh brother... I thought Mondays were supposed to be the worse days...", he whinned as he plopped back down on his pillow. OFF: Just figured I'd get started over here. *G* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]