"Ooooh!" she squealed, "Look at all the yummy eggs! Jared, I WANT an OMELET!"

"What?!" Jared said, distracted with worry about Implauso whose mood was only getting progressively worse, "An amulet?"

"NO, STUPID! OMMMMME-LLLLET! You know eggs, a little cheese and sauce..." she replied, licking her lips hungrily.

"Oh...I gotcha..." he finally answered.

They were looking in through the tinted hatchery window. It was hard to see through it, so their faces were practically plastered against the window panes to see. Sandy was inbetween Jared and Jannie, standing on her tiptoes on top of three fat books to see inside.

"Look, there they go!" Jared said, watching our heroes leave the hatchery, "That Brat!!! I'm going to get her for what she's done to me... especially for Implauso's sake," he looked sadly at his poképartner in crime.

Implauso felt depressed indeed. He felt neglected because of Jared's new pokémon. Especially since the new abra had been bestowed with a cool name, Mr. E., thought up by Jared himself. (*Author's Note: get it? Mr. E...Mystery-heh-heh...) Implauso only traveled so far on the "cool meter".

"Jair-air-air-red! I want an OMELET, and I want it NOW!" Jannie wailed loudly.

"SSHHHHH!" he spit, taking her by the collar, "Do you want them to find us??"

"Say it! Don't spray it, Dude!" Jannie retaliated.

"Are you forgetting that we are wanted?"

"I know everyone wants me," she said conceitedly, "But why would they want you, you're a shorty."

"Shut up!" he yelled, "I'm not short, you're too tall!!!"

"Anyways, I WANT an omelet. My daddy used to make me one every day for breakfast. I want one. They were just right. I-want-one. And not burnt or floppy! I-want-one. Nobody makes them like Daddy does! I want one... NOW!"

"SHREW!" Sandy agreed eyeing Jared with hungry eyes.

"Alright!" he exploded, throwing her backwards, "But not Pokéeggs... That's just disgusting..."

"O-kay... but we'd better find somewhere close... I want one now..." she said in a depressed voice.

"Shrew..." Sandy agreed. Again.

"And while you two are stuffing your FACES. 'I' am going to search for a Pokémon Center for Implauso." Hearing his name, Implauso looked up with big puppy-dog eyes, "THEY can help you," Jared assured him.

"Oooh! Goody! Let's go now!!" Jannie said, hopping up and clapping her hands excitedly.

* * * Later...

After walking a long distance - which we can't accurately describe - they arrived in an extremely rural valley town. It had little more than a Pokémon Center and a few shops; more of a tourist trap than anything else. They were able to walk to the end in five minutes.

Jannie, who also had a great sense of food and where it was located, found a small diner at the end of the town. She and Sandy entered cautiously and found it to be completely void of people. There was an assortment of booths and tables, but they looked as if they hadn't been used recently. They approached the counter and Sandy jumped up onto a barstool and spun around. Jannie cranned her neck over the counter and looked around, but didn't see a soul.

Then she looked down and noticed a silver, well-polished bell. Beside it sat a card that said, in neat scripted letters, "PLEASE RING FOR SERVICE". Being somewhat intelligent, she was hungry and felt it couldn't hurt. As soon as she touched the bell and it rang out a clear loud note, a man literally popped out from behind the counter, as if he was crouching there the whole time. She stared for a few seconds in shock and then hastily took her finger off the bell. A strangely familiar 'poké-polka' tune played. She remembered hearing it somewhere before.

"Hellu! How may I 'elp-a you?" the man asked.

Jannie took a good long look at him. There was something familiar. She squinted at him, "Victor... van Flugleman???"

"Nupe! Vut, I'm 'ees vittle bruther! My name ees Vincent van Flugleman. Velcome to me vittle Egg-a Shoppe!"

"EGGS? Veally--I mean Really?" Jannie asked, her eyes widened at the promise of omelets.

"Ya, vould you like-a to see zee menu?" he replied displaying a big grin on his face.

"Sure, but do you have any omelets here?" she asked again.

His eyes lit up with incredible joy, and the polka played a bit again, "Do vee 'ave omelets? Do VEE 'ave OMELETS? Ees zee moon made of cheese? Eet is me specail'tee!!!"

He pulled out a menu from behind his back and she took it quickly. She opened and began to run her finger down all the choices. She stopped at the longest thing on the menu, the VanFlugleMaWeiderMinSteinBurger Omelet-Deluxe. He noticed her look of confusion and started a sales pitch.

"I zee you 'ave found zee spec-ee-al of zee day! Vhich ees ever-ee day! It is zo del-lee-cee-ous that you vould never vant to eat a-gain!"

"Oooh! I'll take two!!" she squealed with delight.

"Doo? You can't 'andle doo vittle girl!" he put his hands on his hips.

"I'm not a little girl!!! My name's Jannie McScanty and I want two omelets. One for me and Sandy!"

"McScanty?" His widened even further, "as in the McScanty Vestauvant Owners?"

"Yes, why?" she asked.

"I knew yur parents! Zhey ure very famous in zee Vestauvant Verld!!" he said overly excitedly, "Zhey 'elped me start me shoppe! I wus bruke, but now I'm een business!"

"Vow! That's vunderfull!" she said, proud of her imfamous parents.

"Zo if you vill excuse me, I will make you doo zome of zee specials, and put on me special vaiter outfit! Just fer you! I goot it from me bruther, Victor, whom you ventioned. He made eet just zis last veek, und I vant to try eet on! You ure zee virst cuustomer of zee dey, and zee veek fer that-a matter!" he said as he scuttled off to 'zee' kitchen.

Jannie sat next to Sandy another barstool, and spun to the light music that began to float in from the kitchen. They waited until finally they heard a strange 'rip' and a bunch of clothes came flying from the open kitchen door. Jannie and Sandy looked at each other with a bit of fear, until Vincent came bursting out of the door. They fell off in shock and quickly 'scrambled' back up.

They stared at his "interesting" costume. He was wearing a giant egg suit, painted like an Easter egg with holes for arms, legs, and head. His head was topped off with a tall pink egg hat, that resembled those giant plastic Easter eggs people put on their lawns.

"Ere you goo, Yain-nee!" (*Author's Note: Yes, Jannie is pronounced 'Jane-ee') he set down two plates in front of them. On each was a large omelet. Each had sauce dripping over it and was garnished with a sprig of parsley.

"Umm... where's the rest of it?" Jannie asked politely (a true first for her), "It's just a plain omelet! Where's the cheese, and everything else for that matter. I thought this was supposed to be something cool!!! But it just a plain ole' omelet!!! I'VE BEEN GIPPED!!!!"

"'old on a vinute Yain-nee! You haven'ta paid me yet!"

"I not paying for something this low quality!" she sneered, "My daddy would be so disappointed in you!"

Sandy reached for her fork and prodded the omelet. It let out a small squeak, bubbled, and deflated a bit. She cut up a little piece and picked it up. Jannie heard the omelet and whirrled around on her barstool to see where the noise had come from. She spotted Sandy about to gulp it whole.

"Don't eat that Sandy! You don't know where it's BEEN!" Jannie yelled, snatching the fork away from her.

"SAND-Shrew! Sand-sand!" Sandy pointed out.

"Yes, I know it was in the kitchen, but it's not safe to eat! It probably tastes like garbage!" She suddenly caught a whiff of the omelet piece on the fork, "OOOOHh!"

"SAND! SAND!" Sandy whined.

"Maybe I should I try a bit, just see that it's safe," and with another protest from Sandy, she gulped it down. She sat for a moment, sampling the taste. Funny, it tasted... GOOD! "MMMMMMMMMMmmmmm! SCRUMPCIOUS!! That's even better than Daddy makes!!! You HAVE to give me the recipe!"

She continued to gobble Sandy's omelet. Sandy scooted off her barstool and Jannie slid on to Sandy's, "Thanks Sandy!" Sandy then hopped up on the barstool Jannie was on and proceeded to eat Jannie's omelet.

"SHREW!" she said.

"I KNOW it's good Sandy! Didn't I tell you it would be?" Sandy paused in her eating, looked at her, and then shrugged it off and continued to eat.

"I'm-a so glad you like eet! And becoose you ure sooch a sveet vittle lady, you kin 'ave eet fer FREE!! But the recipe will cost you 50 dullars! Eet's a VanFlugleman fam-ee-ly secret you know!"

"Uh-Nevermind!" Jannie answered, "I think we'll just take the omelets in a doggie bag.

"I kin do thata fer you!" he smiled and once again disappeared under the counter.

* * * Meanwhile * * *

Jared, cradling Implauso, burst through the Pokémon Center doors with a powerful kick. Immediately all attention inside was diverted to him. He took a few steps in and looked around. Everyone watched in wonder and a bit of fright as scanned the area for Nurse Joy. Finding her, he called out in a roaring voice, "I NEED A LEEK!!"

"You have a LEAK?" a little boy giggled, as a boy beside him giggled also and they began to laugh uncontrollably.

His hearing picked it up like a blip on a radar screen and whipped around to face the boys, "WHAT DID YOU SAY!!!?" he eyes were full of fury. The little boys stuck to the spot in fear, one spoke up softly, "Nothing..."

"Good! Now," he strolled on towards the desk, "Nurse Joy, I need a leek, otherwise known as an ONION!!" the little boys cowered.

"You don't need to yell young man, we can all hear you just fine," Nurse Joy commented as he slammed Implauso onto the front desk. Implauso sat in a state of total depression and didn't care enough to respond. He let out a sniff and fell over.

Jared sighed and sat him back up. Nurse Joy looked Jared over and then examined Implauso, "Farfetch'd... Yes, I think we have some leeks in storage just for something like this...I'm sure of it. Would like fries with that?" she smiled waiting for a laugh.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes," Jared said, crossing his arms, giving off an even more frustrated impression.

"Fine," Nurse Joy sighed, "Have it your way!" She stomped off in a bit of a tizzy. Jared waited and soon became bored. Then he paced around the room like a caged persian, making everyone in the center even more nervous and worrysome. They hoped he would leave soon. The two boys he had encountered could take no more of the suspense, shrieked, and dashed through the double doors. Jared didn't even notice as his anger grow by the second. He watched the hands on a nearby clock go round and round and round. Agitated to the point of craziness he was about to go ballistic, when Nurse Joy returned carrying a large, freshly-cut leek.

As soon as she entered the room, Implauso perked up, "FAR?" Discovering that Nurse Joy had a leek, he sat up in expectation, and began to squirm around, "FAR!! Fetch'd Fetch'd Fetch'd!!!"

Implauso was about to jump for Nurse Joy and Jared caught him and held him down, "FARRRRR!"

"Hurry, Nurse Joy! I don't know how long I can keep him back!!!" Jared called as Implauso started to flail around in his arms.

"Okay, okay!" She ran over and handed Jared the leek. She stood there for a second and he said, "Oh, yeah... thanks..."

Fed up with Jared's attitude problems, Nurse Joy sighed, "You're welcome," and returned to her post at the front desk. Jared finally put down Implauso and he presented to him his new leek, "There you go buddy! Good as new!" Implauso leaped into the air with joy, and did a cute pose with his new weapon!

"Far-FAARRRR!" he then hugged it and gave it a kiss, obviously very pleased with his new present.

"Alright, Implauso, time to go, and reclaim victory from that... BRAT!"

"Fetch'd?" Implauso asked.

"Yes, and I suppose we should find that oddball Jannie too!" he sighed, wishing he could forget about her. They left the center and traveled back to the old diner.

End of Chapter Five
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