" My assistants will now be handing out the mystery Pokeballs." Rowan announced as Gary and a bunch of other people walked into the room and walked to the tables and started to hand the balls out. Gary flashed Ash a grin, but before Ash could react, he heard an ear piercing scream.But it wasn't from camp.It was from within the lab.And then an angry raven haired girl wearing Ash's Kanto clothes stormed in, followed by her very angry pokemon." You...." The girl said in a dangerous tone, looking at Rowan. " Owe me an explanation."Rowan blinked. " For what?"" Playing stupid, are we?"She turned to her Pokemon. " ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"Ash's eyes widened. " Woah woah woah, how about we-"The Pokemon ignored him.Dawn walked to Ash. " Why's she wearing your clothes?"Ash sighed. " Because she was taking a bath a few minutes ago and musta thrown on whatever she could first find."Brock looked horrified. " Ash, do something! Rowan's gonna become toast!"Ash ducked as a rogue flamethrower went his way. " Right."He walked to the girl. " Uh.... hey, Wisty?"" What?"" Why are you attacking him?"" ' Cause he stole my baby."" Stole you ba- WAIT TOGEPI'S GONE!?"" Why else do you think I'm angry?"Ash's eyes widened. " Wait! Everyone, stop for ten seconds!"All eyes went on him.Ash took a deep breath. " Professor Rowan, I think you unknowingly took my sister's baby."Rowan raised a brow. " What?"Ash shook his head. " Never mind that. Show us where that ' egg' pokemon is."" TOGEPIIIIIIIIIII!"" PRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"Togepi yanked the wires off and jumped joyfully into Wisty's arms. Eevee, Chikorita, Growlithe, Wisty, Jigglypuff and Clefairy shared a hug." Awwwwwww." All the kids muttered.Gary looked at Ash. " How'd you know where Togepi was?"Ash shrugged. " It just seemed like something the professor would accidently do."Rowan let out a nervous chuckle. " Yes, well, I'm sorry young lady."Wisty smiled sweetly. " Oh, it's okay."Ash narrowed his brows. " What did you do?"Wisty shrugged. " I called the cops because the Professor stole Togepi. I DO have my police badge, remember?"She pulled a badge out of her pocket, and it glistened in the sun.Dawn froze. " She's telling the truth."

Before anyone could react, Officer Jenny strode into the lab, her posture commanding and her Growlithe at her side. She scanned the room quickly, taking in the scattered Pokéballs, the stunned faces, and Rowan, who still looked flustered.

"Professor Rowan," Jenny began, pulling out her notepad, "I'm here to address a reported theft of a Togepi. Care to explain yourself?"

Rowan stammered, "It was all a misunderstanding! I didn't steal the Togepi—I thought it was an unclaimed Pokémon we were observing for research."

Wisty, still cradling Togepi in her arms, stepped forward, her gaze fiery. "Unclaimed? Unclaimed? Togepi's been with me since the day she hatched! I'll have you know, I don't take kindly to people messing with my Pokémon."

Jenny raised a brow. "Ms. Wisty, I understand your frustration, but if you've made a formal complaint, we'll need to follow procedures. Please file a report at the station."

Wisty huffed, clearly still bristling, but nodded. "Fine. I'll file the form—but he better not pull something like this again."

Jenny glanced around at the frozen students, who were watching the scene unfold with wide eyes, and gave Rowan a pointed look. "This is a warning, Professor. It's your responsibility to verify ownership before moving forward with any experiments."

Rowan nodded sheepishly. "Yes, of course. It won't happen again."

Satisfied, Jenny turned to Wisty. "Let's get your statement filed. Follow me when you're ready."

Wisty handed Togepi to Clefairy, who cradled the baby Pokémon protectively. She paused to glare at Rowan one last time before heading for the door, her Pokémon trailing loyally behind her.

The students, still in stunned silence, watched her go. One boy muttered, "Did that eight-year-old girl just call the cops... and win?"

Gary smirked, nudging Ash. "Your sister's a force of nature, isn't she?"

Ash sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "You have no idea."

Dawn crossed her arms. "I still can't believe she has a police badge. What kind of eight-year-old even gets that?"

Brock chuckled nervously. "One who's apparently fearless—and a little terrifying."

As Wisty exited the lab with Officer Jenny, her Pokémon puffed their chests out proudly, clearly ready to defend her again if needed. Rowan, meanwhile, sank into a chair, looking as though he'd aged a decade in the last ten minutes.

"Well," he muttered under his breath, "there goes my reputation..."