Jonathan had stepped inside his home. The day had long passed by and the streetlights were all on to ward off the darkness. The sight he he saw made Jon feel a ton of guilt push down his back.

His pokemon, Lucy and Zoey (Lucario and Zoroark) sat hugging besides each other while laying on the sofa. The two Pokemon were wearing the cutest pink maid outfits on that had white frills and a white apron attached.

On the short table in the middle of the living room in front of him sat a large cake with his name spelled out with crudely placed pink frosting while it was surrounded with little jello plates and bowls of chips.

A raggity pink banner hung up in uneven sides between the doorway from the entrance to the living that said "Happy Birthday!" With his name added on with the same cream from the cake.

The rest of the house was littered with wrappers and streamers from the two clumsy Pokemon tried their best to throw him a surprise birthday party. Unfortunately they had fallen asleep waiting for him... just like how he had fallen asleep at the library.

"Oh you two..." He whispered, shaking his head in disappointment at himself as he closed the door. The sound of the lock going into place jolted the sleeping canines awake. Jon waved to them with a smile... and was greeted by both of them glaring over at him.

"H-Hey..." He said aloud, waving hello as he felt the guilt rise even further from their indignant stares. "Sorry for being so late... I fell asleep" he explained.

The two girls shuffled upward with puffy cheeks. Zoey placed her claws at her hips before pointing at the clock as Lucy just glared with crossed arms. Jon just sighed and moved over to sink himself in the sofa chair as he kicked off his shoes.

"It's alright... go ahead and be mad. All I do is mess up anyways..." He muttered with a heavy sigh. He was going nowhere, Sandra was with another guy that didn't deserve her. School was taking up all his time and now his own Pokemon hate him.

He rested back and raised his sore feet on the ottoman. Lucy's gaze melted as she dropped the angry act and tugged at Zoey. To Jon it sounded like gibberish but the two Pokemon were having a conversation.

Lucy leaned towards Zoey and held a paw over her lips as she whispered her plan, which was kind of pointless since Jon couldn't understand anyways. Despite this he was curious at what the two were planning and suddenly felt a light blush raise towards his lips when they're eyes fixed on him with a mischievous glint, their lips curling into the slyest of smiles...

"Um... Lucy? Zoey? What are you two doing?"

The two came over to their trainer, Zoey standing behind the sofa chair and reaching over to massage Jon's shoulders as Lucy knelt down and slipped the sweaty socks off of his feet.

"O-Oh... a massage... well y-you two don't have to..." he said stuttering as he grew more and more nervous. For a moment the sofa chair seemed to flash, the brown fabric looking as white as snow for the moment. Jon squinted before gazing up at Lucy's crimson eyes.

"I'm afraid we can't help." Said a man's tone... but it was Lucy's lips that were moving.

"What...?" Jon asked. Zoey leaned over from behind, the zoroark's lips still curled with mischievous intent as she spoke.

"So what do you suggest we do?"

"That voice... sounds familiar..." Jon muttered. For a sec that mischievous smile turned into a frown. As he stared into the fox's eyes her frame seemed to change to a human's form. Brown hair, white skin, dry lips frowning as her eyes seemed to shine with pooling tears...

"Well his cognitive and motor functions are optimal. He just seems to be unable to distinguish reality from fantasy. Recently we put him on new meds and for brief moments he comes to. So hopefully in time he'll regain his senses in bursts but I doubt he'll ever make a full recovery." explained the other figure. An old man, dark skin. A... doctor? The house seemed to melt away and the party decorated house became a small dim room with beeping machines.

This all only lasted for a second. Before he knew it Jon was back home with Lucy and Zoey who both were smiling again and continuing to massage their trainer.

"Thanks Lucy and Zoey... this is really relaxing..." Jonathan muttered.

In the doctor's room both the doctor and his mom heard him mutter within his own dreams.

"I see... thank you doctor." Sniffled the woman. She grasped her son's hand. He clenched back.

"If you can hear me Jon. I love you... I hope you wake up soon..."