"We are now arriving in Anvil Town. Remember to bring your luggage and have a nice day." Through the intercom the message repeated several times by a prerecorded voice of a male with a deep, upbeat 

Sigurd was in the land of the nod for the majority of the trip and still was having sweet dreams about battling the champion of the Unova region only to be victorious and become the champion himself. It seem like this idiot still wouldn't wake up and no one around him was trying to even disturb him from his slumber, well, everyone except for Sig's partner. Rusty, his Scraggy, was shaking his partner in vain of trying to get him to wake up so they wouldn't miss their stop. "Scrag, scrag!" The tiny pokemon pleaded with the sleeping blue haired boy, watching as a trail of drool ran down the boy's cheek as he smiled ever so dreamily. 

"Ahahaha...Hyper Beam...!" Sigurd mumbled in his sleep, raising his fist up lazily as if he was commanding his pokemon in battle. Cross veins that are found in animes appeared on Rusty's head and oh boy he was shaking in anger. 

"SCRAG!" A blue light glowed around the hoodlum pokemon's head and then leaped up and slammed Sigurd's head with a Zen Headbutt. The boy's eyes shot wide open and he held his forehead trying to dull the pain. Rusty chuckled triumphantly with its arms crossed. 

"What the hell Rusty?! What was that..." The boy with red eyes glanced out at the window and saw that they arrived at their destination. He could only grin with such enthusiasm that of a child with a new toy, if not even more so. He adjusted his coal black newsboy hat and looked down at his yellow reptilian friend. "Well Rusty, looks like our journey is about to start." 

The prerecorded voice spoke again suddenly. "We are now heading towards are next destination." 

"WAIT WAIT THIS IS MY STOP!!!" Sigurd cried out in sheer panic. 

Twenty minutes later both the young teen and Scraggy walked along the streets, admiring the sights and smells of the rustic town. It was so much different than Castelia City; the buildings weren't shadowing him and the air was so much fresher than the city air could ever hope to be. While he was here he decided to indulge himself with a little breakfast, just to have whatever delicacies this town had to offer. He bought coffee, black with no sugar, and a crepe that was rolled up as a burrito filled with fruit, syrup, and cottage cheese. Rusty was nibbling on an exceptionally large piece of toasted bread with oran berry jam and butter smothered all over it. Sigurd swallowed a large chunk he had bitten off. "Delicious! Now it's about time that we find that professor's lab don't you think?" The tanned skinned, blue haired, red eyed Unovian asked his little buddy who nodded in agreement. 

It wasn't hard to find the building; it was the only thing in town that looked modern at all. "This somehow feels completely out of place..." Sigurd shrugged and walked through the sliding door only to see Professor Snowbell and an extremely feminine looking young man with a charmeleon and a little girl with a litwick. "Greetings from Unova!" Sigurd grinned with as much suppressed joy he could use. Rusty on the other hand was sizing himself up with the larger reptilian pokemon.