"I'm going to see the nurse. I don't think the little mouse is alright at all. He's barely able to move and there's like this thing on his arm that's bothering me," Emily softly stated to Eli, after a brief glimpse on Cylan's right arm.
"Uhh... guess I stay, or umm," Paris quietly blurted, before he sat next to a bed with his folded laptop on his lap. Oddly enough, the Pichu had not bothered to boot up the device yet. The electric mouse nodded at the girl that promptly exited the room with the fire mouse closely held around her left arm.
"Hello, I'm afraid that the little mouse here that I have isn't doing too well. I know this might sound odd, but this was not from battling or anything like that. All I can say is that he's probably going to visit another world at this rate. I also have another Pokémon that's badly hurt," Emily quietly voiced in the nurse's direction after the trainer arrived at the counter.
"Oh, that's quite unfortunate! What seems to be the matte- Yikes! Okay, put him in his ball, then give any more that you have so I can work this thing out!" Nurse Joy replied, before she soon emitted a loud squeal from the purple bubble!
"Please work dear God, I can't let this go on any longer," Emily thought, before she opened her bag and took a Poké Ball from it. She recalled Cylan back into the red and white sphere soon after. She grabbed the other ball and promptly handed both of them to the Nurse. The woman placed the balls on the machine, as a couple of beeps came from the unfamiliar apparatus.
"Okay, all done. They should be okay now," Nurse Joy said after a few minutes went by, before she gave the Poké Balls back to their respective owner.
"Ugh... well that was weird, but I'm kinda better. I still don't know why I feel that burning thing on me," Oliver said to himself after he came out of the ball for a brief moment. The sea otter quickly went back into the ball, before the Nurse giggled. The Oshawott's ball was placed back into the bag.
Cylan slumped onto his trainer's left arm when he was called from the spherical container. The fire mouse gave off a faint breath, followed by a heavy wheeze.
"Well, the Oshawott seems to be somewhat better, but I'm wondering why the Cyndaquil isn't," Nurse Joy thought, while a Wigglytuff approached the counter.
"Could you put him in the ball and give it to me again? I think the machine might of had something up there," The Nurse requested, before the girl nodded and did what the woman instructed.
"It's not working, I think there's something going on with the Cyndaquil. I'll let the Wigglytuff go check him out," Nurse Joy stated, before she called out Cylan out of the ball.
"Is he on any medication or anything?" Nurse Joy asked, as she gave the ball back to Emily and handed the Cyndaquil over to the Wigglytuff.
"Aww, don't feel too bad! I'm really great with checking things out, so you'll be up and going and no time!" The Wigglytuff happily said to the Cyndaquil, before several droplets dribbled down his face.
"Yes, he has this white stuff that I put in his arm. A man with a lab coat from another Center gave this to me. He told me to use it every four to six hours I think... and for a little over a week. Something bad happened earlier, so that was a problem," Emily punctually answered after she took out a brown bottle and a syringe. The Wigglytuff walked past the counter and soon into a hallway of the building.
"Oh no, that's really bad! A lot of things could happen if you miss medicine time! You should really be careful with that!" Nurse Joy insistently called, while she noticed the Oshawott coming out of the ball again.
"I'm very sorry, but it was impossible to do that at the moment earlier. It was either that or well... I wouldn't be here most likely," Emily quietly responded, before she gave a deep, lengthy sigh.
