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Silver tapped her foot impatiently as she saw the familiar yellow Himitsu X-12 pull up in front of her.
“Finally, I was wondering when you’d get here.” she said, crossing her arms, when Kevin got out of the car, “Come on, let’s do this already.” She created some distance between them and took out a Poké Ball before throwing it.
“Squirtle, I choose you!”
A Squirtle came out of the Poké Ball and stood in front of Silver, giving its typical cry of “Squirtle!”, obviously.
“Your move, Kevin!” Silver called over to her rival. She expected him to send out a Pokémon of his own, but he merely scoffed and sat down on the hood of his car.
“A Squirtle?” he asked, that stupid, smug smirk on his face, “Let me show you how a Pokémon battle is really done… ladies!”
Suddenly, multiple women in bikinis got out of his car. They were probably prostitutes or strippers or something and they looked ready to fight.
“I’m ready when you are.” he sneered. After about five seconds of silence, Silver spoke up.
“Kevin, why-” she stuttered, “they’re not-” She was so confused. What the hell was going on? This was not what she expected when she challenged him to a Pokémon battle.
“That’s not how any of this works… did you even get any Pokémon??” she asked, “Literally how did you become my rival?” They started arguing about how to properly have a Pokémon battle when suddenly there was a flash of light and they found themselves in the middle of a random village near a beach. It looked strangely like the one from the Virtual Villagers game on Silver’s tablet…
“GOD FUCKING damnit SILVER where the FUCK are we!?”
“Why the FUCK are you asking me as if I know, ASSHOLE?!”