Chapter Two “I can’t concentrate in dis camp”

FLASH TO GOLBAT

Golbat: *North? How da f*** am I supposed to find North, this is bulls***!!! * (WANDERS AIMLESSLY INTO CONCENTRATION CAMP)

Jessie: Ok, who on God’s green Earth had the idea that we should be put INTO THIS CONCENTRATION CAMP?!?!?!

James: The writers of this story have no sense of location.

Meowth: Might I interject?

Jessie and James: NO!!!

Meowth: Being inside this concentration camp may give us a one-way-ticket to pity, and-!

Jessie: Meowth, pr’aps you didn’t quite hear us. (PULLS OUT MEGA-PHONE) *ahem* NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Meowth: Listen, I’m just sayin’ dat we have pity, dose pesky rabbits won’t beat us.

James: Ooh, I love rabbits!

Meowth: (SLASHES JAMES’ FACE) I was talking bout the twoip trio, you imbecilic bread-head!

Golbat: *Oh, for the love of God, it’s Larry, Curly and Moe!*

Meowth: (LOOKS UP AT GOLBAT) I resent that remark!!!

James: (LOOKS UP) What did that Golbat say?

Meowth: Somethin’ about scalding us with a Cuppa Joe!

Jessie: Why…that…batty…blood-sucking…

Meowth: And I think it’s the Older Twoip’s Golbat!

James: Oh really? It’s too bad, though, the soldier dudes have our Pokémon.

FLASH TO WOBBUFFET, ARBOK, WEEZING AND VICTREEBEL IN A LUXURIOUS LEISURE ROOM

Weezing: *Ahh, this is the life!*

Arbok: *Yup, nuffin’ but lazin’ back, watchin’ the game, havin’ a Bud.*

Wobbuffet: *There’s a star in the middle of the solar system.*

Victreebel: (BEING MASSAGED BY SOME DUDE) *DID I ASK FOR A LEAF MASSAGE? NO I DID NOT! YOU ARE A BAD MAN! YOU ARE A VERY BAD MAN!*

Some Dude: Calm down little fella, have some of this. (INJECTS TRANQUILIZER INTO VICTREEBEL’S BODY)

Victreebel: *LITTLE FELLA? WHY I ORTA… break some…some…break…ooh, look at all the pretty colors……marrow…meringue…boomerang…err…*

Wobbuffet: *My big toe is big!*