Oh dear. This part is somewhat fuzzy. I am sorry if I can't tell it correctly, or leave out some parts. I don't mean to. I just was knocked unconscious by a Neanderthalic growlithe. So bear with me, as I continue telling the story.

I awoke in the nurse's office.

I forgot in a moment of temporary bliss how I got there. Then I remembered in all the horror.

 I had lost.

I was burned. It felt somewhat better now that I had been treated. But I still felt the burning sensation as I sat up in the bed.

"Woah there." A kind voice said to me. "Be careful! You are still hurt."

I decided to heed the kind nurse's words and lay back down on my left side. The bed wasn't too uncomfortable, and the room was pleasant to be in.

It was a small, but cozy room tucked at the very back of the school. I would know I had come here a lot. The inside of the room was white, but it had small blue flowers painted all over the walls to give the patients a comforting feeling. I was on a bed at the right corner of the room, and there was a low table next to my head. There was a lamp, some painkiller pills, and tissues on the table.

"Oh you poor thing." The nurse said. I blinked. The nurse had her back to me. She was a happiny with a small pink bow on the top of her three poofs on her head.

"I am so sorry you got hurt Tendo." She said gently. "I will have you feeling better soon."

I was glad for nurse Happy. (That was her name.) I would always give her a pink bow for Valentines, and help her whenever she need to move things, or just wanted some company.

"I'm fine." I told her. "I just got a little burn that's all."

She turned and looked at me. She had a worried expression on her face. She made me feel bad for lying to her.

"You need to be more careful." She said. "I am worried that you will never stop being picked on by those hooligans." I am glad she and I agreed.

Nurse Happy was the only one who understood my pain. The shy leafeon, walking around either never getting noticed, or always getting noticed. Either one was very bad for me. I couldn't handle having no one. But when everyone focused on me? I would become paralyzed with nervousness. I couldn't survive.

Oh, dad. If only you were still here.

My dad was a brave and handsome jolteon. He was the best man I knew. His I.Q. was 140, which made him extremely intelligent. He was good at everything he did, and he cared for us all.

Sigh.

"I will be ok." I finally said to her. "It is going to be fine. I can survive here. It will only be a couple more years."

Nurse Happy sighed. "Ok I trust you."

I sat up again. This time though, I hopped off the bed and landed on all fours.

Nurse happy was watching me as I grabbed the painkillers, and walked out the door.

Oh well. I though to myself. I can lie to her until I am out of school. It's ok to lie if it's the only was to get anywhere right?

I convinced myself of that as I grabbed my stuff from my locker, and walked out of school.

Ok. In case it wasn't clear, all the pokemon in this story are and will be walking their respectable ways. What I mean is: if there is a machamp that comes along, he will be walking on two legs unless I specifically say otherwise. And if a chikorita comes, then she will walk on all fours unless said otherwise. So, in this story, Tendo was on all fours because that's the way he walks. Just clearing things up!