We get a whippan transition that transitions to Chris and his Pokemon walking up the counter.

KATIE: Hello, and welcome--

Katie sees Chris, and her joy quickly turns into hatred

KATIE: Oh, it's you, Chris. Just make your own sandwich. I'm getting the fuck out of here. Piece out asshole.

She does the piece sign and disappears into thin air.

PRIMARINA: What the fuck was that about?

TSAREENA: Man that was a bitch move, if I do say so myself.

ABSOL: Why did she all or a sudden turn into a bitch towards you?

CHRIS: I kind of got her in trouble with the board of director a few months ago. I had no choice though, she was serving food that made everyone sick and gave everyone food poisoning. You have no idea how many students ended up dying or had to get their stomach pumped, cuz of her bad food. I was only trying to protect students so no more would die, but she took that as an offense and now she hates me.

LIEPARD: Really, just, cuz you were protecting students, she took it to offense. What kind of bullshit is that?!

SILVALLY: If she doesn't give a fuck about students safety, than why the hell does she still work here? She should've been fired by now.

CHRIS: Your guess is as good as mine, but that doesn't matter now though. What matters is sandwiches. Come on sniffles let's get making Breakfast Sandwiches.

15 minutes later

CHRIS: There we go, 12 perfect breakfast sandwiches.

We look at the sandwiches that are a mess

CHRIS: Well, as perfect as they get, but I'm sure they'll still taste good. Come on, let's go find a table to sit at.

Later at a table

CHRIS: Here we are, everyone sit down and dig in.

They all sit at the table, and start eating

ABSOL: Wow, these sandwiches are delicious.

TSAREENA: No kidding, I think this is my new favorite food.

SILVALLY: Am I in heaven? I didn't know food could taste this good.

Everyone including Silvally laugh

LIEPARD: Oh, Silvally.

Terra looks back at Chris who looks sad

TERRA: Chris are you okay? You seem sad.

CHRIS: Don't worry, I'm fine.

He forces out a chuckle, and picks his food up

TERRA: Are you sure?

CHRIS: No.

He sets his food down, looks at the table and a tear falls onto his sandwich.

TERRA: What's wrong? Is it Lacy?

CHRIS: No, it's not her this time. It's what Katie said to me.

The others finish their sandwich and look at Chris with a worried look on their face.

CHRIS: After I got Katie in trouble with the board or director, she's been grunt sigh giving me and my mom a hard time. We've been trying to reason with her, but she won't listen. We're stuck in this endless loop of fear and horror, and we can't get out.

TERRA: Oh, Chris. Come here.

Chris scoots closer to Terra, and Terra hugs him

TERRA: It's okay, Chris. I'm here. Why didn't you tell me or Clavell you were going through this?

CHRIS: I was afraid that you guys would think me and my mom were weaklings who can't stand up for ourselves. Both me and my mom fake a smile, but deep down, we're both heartbroken and hurt from what Katie has been doing to us. I know you guys like a strong trainer that can stand up for himself and have parents stand up for themselves also, but me and my mom are none of those. I'm surprised you guys still want me as your trainer.

TERRA: Chris, look at me.

He looks at Terra

TERRA: I don't care if you stand up for yourself or not. You're my trainer and I would never replace you with anyone else.

SPRIG: Yeah

TERRA: I've never said this before, but, without you I'm nothin. You're my one true trainer, things wouldn't be the same without you, master.

Chris hugs Terra, and tears roll down his face, than they both stop hugging after a few seconds.

CHRIS: Thanks, Terra, for everything.

TERRA: You're welcome.

CLAVELL: Master Chris?

CHRIS: Oh, hey Clavell. How long have you been here?

CLAVELL: Long enough to hear what has been going on between you, tour mom, and Katie. I didn't know she was treating you guys this badly.

CHRIS: Yeah.

CLAVELL: Chris, I'm sorry for how bad you've been getting treated lately. I'll do something about her. Now come on, it's time to get ready for the big project.

CHRIS: Sweet, come on guys, let's go.

Chris and his Pokemon get up, toss their paper plates in the trash, and walk out of the cafeteria.