A young man walked into the shadow of the tall buildings that stood before him. "Its about time. It was so humid in that forest... I really should head to the Pokemon Center. Should be air conditioned in there." The boy trudged his way to the red roofed building. He had gotten lost in the forest, so he had to spend the night out there. However a forest in the middle of summer isn't exactly the most comfortable place to sleep. Around his feet were two small creatures that frolicked about around him. Well to be exact, it was more like one frolicking about, and the other running for dear life. "Mudd, stop messing with Pompa. He obviously hates it." Of course the small creature did nothing but speak a very displeased, "Mud!" and continued to chase around the tiny creature. He was only playing, and very happy to have a friend to play with. The same couldn't be said to the other as he ran as fast as it's little legs could take him, periodically yelling out "Wishmur!" The two led the way to the Pokemon Center. The doors slid open and a wave of relief swept over Owen as he stepped inside, just as the air did. "Huuuuh... Mudd, Pompa, back in your balls. You two should rest up." The mudkip stuck it's tongue out at its train as he returned it to its ball in a flash of red. The Wishmur, however merely murmured in relief as it to was returned. Owen walked up to the lady at the front desk. "Thank you. We will call you when your pokemon are fully healed." "Great. In the meantime, I think I'll grab a drink." He walked to a vending machine nearby, and purchased a water. It was cold. That's all that mattered. He took a long drink, finishing the entire bottle as soon as the lid was open. He sighed contently, before finding a place to sit. It was so cool inside, and he didn't get a very good nights sleep. His eyes felt heavy. "I'm certain a few minutes wouldn't...*snore*"