“OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH DID I KILL IT? THAT’S AGAINST THE MAGICA CODE OF CONDUCT!” Said Luna.

The creepy dude in the Gameboy, completely ignoring Luna because PTSD said “Uh… Thank you! I will forever be in your debt because you saved my life! Well, not really, because I have a job and I’m self-employed and I can’t quit my job because apparently I’m the only one who fits my job description in this region…” He said more, but who really cares about this guy’s rambling? Anyone?

Well, okay then. Let me let you in on a little secret. I’m tired of calling this guy the creepy dude in the Gameboy. His name is Professor Birch. Besides, that’s Luna’s thing, not mine. Only Luna gets to call him the creepy dude in the Gameboy. And whoever else wants to call him that.

So, anyways, back to the plot.

Professor Birch asked Luna to come to his lab, and she complied, breaking nearly rule of “Don’t talk to strangers or go with them or give them things even if they offer you a van full of candy ever.” But then again, Luna wasn’t allowed to have candy because parents.

The dog decided-oh wait, wrong story. Crap, I need to write vocab words and use them in this story. Crap. Carp. Karp. MAGIKARP!

Okay, let’s just get this over with.

Luna’s desire for candy augmented when she went with Professor Birch. However, professor Birch had no adherents to give him candy, and had no reason to buy it. Luna is truly asinine.

Oh, whoops, I’m not supposed to insult my own characters. Let’s just pretend that didn’t happen.

OKAY, MORE PLOT TIME!

Luna and Professor Birch arrived at the lab, which, surprisingly enough, wasn’t a prison for kidnapped children.

“Thank you for saving me earlier. So, would you like to keep that Treeko?”

“What Treeko?”

“You know, the Pokémon you fought with earlier.”

“Oh. OKAY! I’ll nickname it Mincreta!”

I think that’s a stupid name. Translate Tiny Creature into Latin. Wait, I just realized that I’m not supposed to break the fourth wall. I’ll fix it after I finish writing this chapter. Wait, nope, too lazy.

“So, would you like to do child labor for me and fill this device with data of Pokémon that takes an excruciatingly long time to complete? I won’t pay you!”

“Okeydokey!’

“Great!”

Isn’t it fun to portray your favorite fictional characters as complete idiots?