"And you're just flat-out horrible. It looked like you were daydreaming half of the battle. Come on, Eevee. Let's see those theives." Silver walked down the hallway, passing all of the pictures of him with his Pokemon. Eevee opened the door for him, and Silver entered the very messy office. "Well, well, well..." Silver circled the theives, who were now hanging like Kakunas from the ceiling. "What shall I do with you? Call the cops?" The theives shook their heads. "Or let my Tyranitar have fun with you?" They shook their heads faster. "Ariados, what do you think? Tyranitar or cops?" Ariados jumped on to the wall and drew a picture of Tyranitar chasing the theives. "That's why you're a good guard...I'm gonna use you in a battle later." Silver cut the theives down, but they were still in their web body bags. Eevee rolled them out the back door where Silver's Pokemon played. <See you later! Not!> Eevee kicked them down a hill, where they bumped into a sleeping Tyranitar. Silver closed the door as Tyranitar's eyes snapped open. He sat at his desk and began straightening it out. "Eevee, get tommorow's team ready. It's gonna be Scizor, Golduck, Tentacruel, Kingdra, Lapras, and..." A scream came from the back door. "Tyranitar, of course. Mew, get me some coffee. It's gonna be a late night."
