At home

Dawn woke up in her bed. She climbed out, wondering how she got here. She remembered Palkia and Dialga fighting, then nothing else.

Dawn realized she was completely naked. She walked over to her dresser and pulled out her clothes. She slipped them on and looked in the mirror. Her clothes then began to change.

Dawn watched as stains appeared then disappeared rapidly. Her clothes aged and stretched a little bit. The clothes then tore and fell to the floor.

“Did Dialga cause that?” Dawn asked. “Why did my clothes just age?”

Dawn felt the panic set in. She had no idea what to do. She had to find Dialga to fix it, but she couldn’t just go out there naked. Dawn sat down on her bed and sent out Piplup.

“Do you know what to do?” Dawn asked.

Dawn sighed. Why the hell would Piplup understand what was happening? Dawn began to pace through her room, and Piplup chased after her each step she took. Dawn needed to do something.