ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

So um... Where are they headed now? Because there's this city I've been meaning to check out...

Which of the ranger regions are we going to first?

-Gets to the location and releases Sirius-

Now where is it?

-Finds a piece of Yanmega chitin on the ground-

-Sighs and tells Sirius to pick up the scent-

Now to find the grave site.

I don't know but Ill go with you.

Where did Mario Guy go?

So. . .what now?

Once Dennis stops re-enacting famous musicals, we will question him until the police get here.

-sniffles- well, I'd like to g-get outta the c-c-cold...

-After a bit of walking, we stumble upon Yanmega's grave-

Sirius: <I can smell the others, but the scent is really faint.>

Figures.

-Releases all his Pokemon and pays respect-

. . . Renacting famous musicals? What are you talking about?

DENNIS:We're not gonna pay, we're not gonna pay, we're not gonna pay, last year's rent!

. . .Oh.

-Ghetsis walks oer, uncomfortably close to Meddler.

Ghetsis: AND YOU AND I, DEFYING GRAVITY! JUST YOU AND I, DEFYING GRAVITY!

-calls gamer-

hey Gamer if Dennis act crazy knock him out with a hammer. It works a lot well.

-kicks DENNIS in the crotch-

Okay then. . . I'm going to go watch RENT on my computer now.

-Gets in front of the grave and faces his Pokemon-

Guys, we're making a vow tonight. From this point onward, we will never allow something like this to happen to those we care about again. I'm tired of being a bystander.

Ghetsis: -Is attempting to eat Eliza's Pokeball.

-Flies back to the others-

Oh, there you are Jane. I tried giving this to you earlier, but you disappeared.

-Once again offers Jane the heavy, yellow, woollen poncho-

Jane, Ghetsis is trying to eat one of your Pokemon's balls. Just an FYI.

Gotta go.

-Lands back where the others are-

Ghetsis has apparently gone even crazier in my absence.

And he was doing musical numbers a few minutes ago. It was hilarious.

Oh boy.

-Punches Ghetsis in the face, retreives Eliza's Pokeball, and accepts the jacket, having been in the exact same place the entire time, but just spacing out because she's sick-

-Ghetsis is now knawing on one of the spikes of my hair.

Ah! Get him off!

Gladly.

-Smacks Ghetsis with a bat-

Thanks.

-Ghetsis is now choking on the hair gel I used.

Looker, please, arrest this guy and take him away already.

Looker: -nods and knocks Ghetsis out, dragging him with him to a magic flying Police Car that was totally there the whole time-