Event 3-1

Not Your Ordinary Bug

Rick sneezed loudly, clenching his eyes shut. "Oww! That one really hurt!!" He whined. "Yeah, that sounded pretty painful." Feng called back from the fireplace. He pulled the tattered blanket around his shoulders tighter, shivering a little.

It had been a couple of weeks since he had returned from Monochrome tower with Noble Team, and it had been a busy lifestyle, alternating with Rick and helping out PK at the Merchant Guild. However, it was mostly office work, like organizing papers into chronological order and moving boxes in storage.

Luckily for Feng, it had been Rick's turn to work at the Merchant's Guild when the weather took a turn for the worse; although it really wouldn't have mattered, since neither of them really got sick. Out of nowhere, a frigid blizzard hit the town, causing dozens of problems: doors frozen shut, Pokémon getting lost in the whiteouts, and a sudden sickness gripping the entire town.

It quickly spread around, especially in the close quarters of the Merchant's guild. It's a wonder how Rick didn't get sick that day. He really never washed his hands.

While everyone started panicking about this new epidemic, a strange doctor by the name of "Dr. Quaak" had found the cure: A simple medley of spores, night glow flowers, and seaweed.

Rick sat next to Feng, staring at the quickly dimming coals. "I don't really mind the cold, but even the temperature outside is a little too chilly for me!" He shut his eyes and shook his head, envisioning being frozen outside.

Feng poked the soup that was supposed to be boiling, but it had frozen solid. He held the pot upside-down, waiting until the soup hit the floor with a loud thunk. "Well, I think I have us something to do instead of waiting for soup to melt." Feng removed the recipe out of his toolbox, handing it to Rick.

Rick scanned the simple three-part potion. "Aw, man. This sends us all over the place!" He complained. "Isn't there anything else we can do? Like go watch someone's vacation home on a tropical island or something?" Feng sighed. "The message board seemed to be short of those missions today, Rick. That or they were covered with snow, and I didn't see them."

Rick handed the list back to Feng, sighing a little. "Well, I don't feel like going back up to the bulletin board, so let's just go get Kai and Jethro. Maybe we can hang out afterwards."

Feng nodded, smiling a little. "Maybe we can have some hot soup, too." He pulled on his red bandana, tying the knot in the back with great care. He shouldered the toolbox, turning to watch Rick tie his yellow bandana. "Ready?" He asked. "Ready as I'll ever be." Rick replied somberly.

Feng grinned. "Let's give 'em a wake-up call."