However, like all models, there are unseeable flaws in the work. In Paul's case, he was insanely jealous of his baby brother to the point of obsession. Of course, he hid it from his parents, so they wouldn't know how jealous he was. One of his most famous tricks, however, was his role as the ravioli raider. In case you are wondering what this means, his parents bought small cans of ravioli for his baby brother and asked him to feed his brother, and he'd comply -sort of. What actually happened was when his parents had left, Paul would eat all the ravioli in front of his brother, and then he would put the leftover sauce on his brother's mouth to trick his parents into thinking that he'd eaten it. And for a while, it seemed that he would get away with it.
However, what Paul didn't know was that Morpheus, Inc (the company that made the ravioli his parents bought) had a dark secret. Underneath the proud facility was a secret lab that performed diabolical experiments upon people and Pokemon. One day, one of their scientists was working on a formula to turn humans into Pokemon. He was very excited; so excited in fact that he accidentally put it in one of the cans of ravioli by mistake. The can went into production, was processed, and was bought by Paul's family by the time the poor scientist realized what had happened. Fortunately for him, the scientist had managed to find the place where it was sold, and (after spending a lot of money on bribing people) found the family's location and, posing as an electrician, went there to recover the formula.
Meanwhile, Paul did what he normally did whenever ravioli was served, gobbling it all down and not giving it to his little brother. He then smeared the sauce on his brother's face and then ran off. Halfway down the hall, however, he began to feel sick to his stomach and doubled over in pain. Paul crawled to the end of the hall in pain as the formula began its work. His hand turned a lovely shade of light brown as a thin layer of fur grew on it and began to spread down the rest of his arm. Paul was so engrossed by this that he failed to notice the scientist sneaking up behind him with a camera filming the transformation as it occurred. Paul's hands shifted into paws, his fingers shrinking and becoming three digits, while the fur grew into a bushy mane around his neck. His ears lengthened and grew fur on them too, and his face stretched into a muzzle with his eyes, mouth, and nose adjusting to compensate. He lost height and began to shrink, while he slimmed down due to the enhanced metabolism the formula produced during a change. His legs bent backwards while his arms bent the same way to accommodate a quadrupedal stance. Seconds later, his spine gave a sickening crack as it moved to said quadrupedal stance. Finally, his eyes turned a dull black as every last bit of Paul in his mind was erased, replaced with the mind of a young Eevee.
The new Eevee looked at its surroundings and at the scientist, who paused the camera before turning to the Eevee with a look of sinister joy in his face. The Eevee jumped into his open arms and licked his face as he left the house and headed to his car. Once he was inside, he put the Eevee in the backseat, where it fell asleep curled up on a rug he'd put there for that purpose, and then opened his camera and finished his recording as he drove off towards the Morpheus, Inc lab building.
Log entry 21.
Subject: After the accidental release of my formula, I was able to recover what was left of it and get a free test subject in the process. The formula worked marvelously, with the victims retaining no memories of who they were before hand. With a little perfection, it should be complete. But for now, there's this little Eevee, tentatively known as "Patient Zero". I believe I could use a little partner in my work. His training will begin immediately.
Writer: Alvin Ashcroft