His Sister was putting on getting ready for a contest and Ash and Brock were looking for the local gym leader, who like seemingly everyone of the gym leaders, was off sulking over some personal issue.
Usually Pokemon centers were bursting with colourful characters to talk to, but not today. Today it was all quiet. Completely silent. so silent... well you get the picture.
Then Max finally found someone to talk to: Nurse Joy. She appeared to be working on one of the medical machines and by the look of it had been for some time. Her hair was a mess, her usually pristine clothes were covered in oil, and her attentive and caring smile was long gone.
Max placed his hand on the bell and rang it once, he briefly glanced away and when he turned back Nurse Joy had seemingly used an abra and appeared right behind the desk her clothes were now void of all dirt and grime, her hair was neatly held in the usual pink quiff and her smile was as radiant as ever.
'Welcome to our Pokémon Center! We heal your Pokémon back to perfect health! Shall we heal your Pokémon?' Nurse Joy beamed.
'actually, i was wanting to ask you if you need any help since i have nothing else to do...' Max responded after getting over the peculiar occurrence that had happened only seconds before.
'well...' Nurse Joy pondered, ' i do need help with a just one thing'
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