[i]"Thanks,"[/i], Lytse said, [i]"but I don't really believe it. Ever since we came to the mainland dangerous things happened and Darkrai took Michael twice. He'll do it again, and what happens to me when Michael is gone?"[/i]

Michael picked up his Cyndaquil and hugged him. He couldn't really comfort him; the only promises he could make were ones he wasn't sure he could keep. He could promise his Cyndaquil nothing would happen to him, but how could he keep such a promise? Soul had already told him things would be fine and that hadn't helped either. Maybe he would just hold him for now, the way Lytse cuddled into his arms made it clear he wanted to be held right now.

"No, that's okay," Andy said to Frosiien as he looked at Gavin. "Maybe another time. But since we're on the subject of drunk Pokémon, I can tell you I had the opportunity to examine a drunk Butterfree once. I had poured mead in a glass, good quality mead, it smelled like honey. Naturally, Benny was attracted to the scent and before I realised it he had downed the glass. First I was afraid he would get alcohol poisoning, because he has such a small body and he's not used to alcohol, but when he remained conscious and he flew around drunk... it was hilarious."

"You too!" Mindy said as she hugged back. "You have to buy that dress, if you need it I can even pay for you." She grinned when she let go fo Niccia again. "We won't show them to the boys and surprise them when StarFall begins." She touched the red ribbon in her hair. "I will need to get a yellow ribbon in a similar colour as on the dress though."