Jo woke up. He had overslept, and knew he would be late. Today was the day he'd get his Pokemon, and would take on the final test. He hurredly ran
downstairs, grabbed his jacket and backpack, then ran out the door, shouting goodby to his parents, promising to call via PokeDex/Pokemon Center. Jo ran into
the lab next door, and found himself looking at a stranger with light hair at the door. Odd. he thought. He asked the stranger who he was, realizing
Prof. Idaho was gone, and the light-haired assistant would probably take his place. As long as I can leave, and he knows how to spell my name, I'm
fine. he thought, remembering the many neighbors who still spelled his name with an E at the end, frowning. Oh well... He looked at the
pokeballs, noting the lack of green ones, frowning again. Well... I'll use spray paint if I must 
. Several spot where emty, showing he was
indeed late, but several Pokemon he liked were still there. He waited impatiently for the assistant to answerhis question.
. Several spot where emty, showing he was
indeed late, but several Pokemon he liked were still there. He waited impatiently for the assistant to answerhis question.
