A mysterious package arrived at Barry's place. It was left unsigned, but it was definitely addressed to him. Inside, he'd find the mangled remains of a stuffed toy and a note that read "Enjoy your birthday while it lasts. Who knows if you'll ever experience the next one?"
“Honestly, I almost have to complain to Pelipper Postal about the delivery of this thing!” Barry groaned, holding bits of stuffed toy fluff and fabric in his hands. “It’s almost like they ran this toy over, and then exploded it! Unbelievable!”
Barry sighs, setting the ruined gift on the floor before reading over the stock card with a smile. “At least it came with this nice message--I had an awesome birthday! Right, guys?” he asks Infernape and Floatzel, both of his Pokemon now performing reconstructive surgery on the plush. Infernape panics as his flaming touch lights a shred of the toy ablaze, but Floatzel quickly douses the little accident with a groan. This was probably going to take a while.
“I’m a little confused by the question, though--my birthday is on the same day every year, so I know when I’ll experience the next one,” Barry muses, oblivious to his Pokemons’ impromptu operation below. “Maybe it’s some sort of riddle? I should call Dawn...”












