"Wake up, laddy! We've got work to get taken care of!"
Marshall let out a minute groan at the volume of Tim's exclamation, before opening a weary eye to find Tim looking down at him, a rather irate look on his teammate's face.
"I thought that we didn't need to help Emil out with the tavern this morning, given how busy it was last night," Marshall muttered aloud as he closed his eyes, eager to fall back asleep.
"That may be the case, but we've got worse problems!," Tim said, before Marshall felt himself being grabbed by the rim of his pad and flipped over, making the Marsh Pokemon land on his back against the wooden floor. "The storm last n