Episode 2

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 *Gary presses a button that the Jynx had been laying across.*  Hey, <I>Challenger</I>, come in.  This is Gary.</div> <bR> <div> Misty (Comm):  We read you, Gary.</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  I'm talking to you through the comm here on the planet.  It seems to be working perfectly!</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Then why didn't the scientists call for assistance?</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Beats me.  I guess we'll figure that out once we look over the data from our scans.  I'm going to meet up with Brock again.  Gary out.</div> <bR> <div> *Gary picks up his gloves and starts to put them back on.  Just as he finishes, Brock enters the room.*</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  You wouldn't believe what I found!  There was a fully-clothed Charmander in the shower!</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Something strange is going on here.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  I hope we find out what it is soon.  *Takes out his communicator*  Brock to <I>Challenger</I>.  Two to beam up.</div> <bR> <div> *Brock and Gary are both transported to the <I>Challenger</I>.  As they are about to step off the transporter pad, the transporter tech operating the controls stops them.*</div> <bR> <div> Tech:  Hold on, I need to run a decontamination cycle first.</div> <bR> <div> *The tech presses a button and Brock and Gary are surrounded by a glowing light.  A moment later, the light stops and they step off the transporter pad*</div> <bR> <div> Tech:  Well, it says you're clean.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Good.  Gary, you can go back to your shift.  I'm going down to medical to deliver our scans to Nurse Joy.  *Brock gets a goofy look on his face as he leaves.*  Maybe I can deliver myself to her too!</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Uh, yeah...</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> *  *  *  *  *  *  *</div> <bR> <div> *Scene: Space...  As a cheap-looking ripoff of the Starship <I>Enterprise</I> flies past, cheesy carnival music plays.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash (voice-over):  Uh...  Space, the final frontier...    These are the trav--er... voyages of the Spaceship <I>Challenger</I>.  Its five-year mission is to explore new places, find out.. uh... things.... and learn lots of stuff about strange alien people's lives.  We will baldly go where no pokémon trainer has gone before!  Er, wait, that's not it...</div> <bR> <div> *The carnival music continues as the credits roll, acompanied by the sounds of monkeys howling.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash (voice-over):  *As the screen fades to black*  I hope they don't use this recording...</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> *  *  *  *  *  *  *</div> <bR> <div> <B>Poké Trek</B></div> <div> <B>Episode 2:  The Naked Then</B></div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Uh...  What's with the title?</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  The original Star Trek episode was called The Naked Time and then there was a sequel called the The Naked Now...  We decided to call it something that fit in with that theme.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  But what's it supposed to mean?  It makes no sense!</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  Neither did the Star Trek titles!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Oh...  Okay...  Well, then, back to the ship...  *clears throat*  Captain's Log, stardate 3-15-02, second entry.  The scans of the deceased science team were analyzed by Nurse Joy, but so far, she has been unable to find any indication of why the team went insane.  The current theory is that they all were space-happy...</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  I think that aliens made them go wacky!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  The current theory has changed!  Pikachu says that he thinks that--</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  *interrupting*  The log heard me...</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Oh...  Well, I'll get back to you, log, as soon as we get any new information.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> *Down in the mess hall, Gary Oak is eating his lunch.  Suddenly he stands up and throws his food across the room.*</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  This is the most disgusting food I've ever tasted!  *Spotting Sparky, he yells at him.*  Can't you and your blasted engineers adjust the food processors correctly?</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  I beg yer pardon, laddie!  Since when do ye address a senior officer like that?</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Since now, mouse boy!  This so-called food tastes like the contents of the garbage disposal!</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  *cheeks sparking*  And ye think ye can do any better with the processors?  I'd like to see you try!</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Ha!  Watch me, you loser!  Behold my god-like mechanical abilities!  *Opening up a panel on the wall, Gary begins switching wires around.*  I'll make this thing make food like you've never tasted before!  *Suddenly, there's a burst of fire and smoke and Gary is blasted back from the wall, burned to a crisp.  The processor's door opens, revealing a bowl of some unknown substance.*</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  *Dips his spoon in the bowl and pulls it back out again, half dissolved away.*  Aye, lad, you can say that again.  Ye never should ha' touched that plasma outlet!  *Sparky looks over at Squirtle and Tracey, who are staring in horror at Gary's remains*  You two, drag this carcass over to medical.  Maybe Nurse Joy can figure out what went wrong with his brain!</div> <bR> <div> *Looking sick, Tracey and Squirtle reluctantly drag Gary away.*</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  Just when I get a good idea for a sketch, something like this has to happen.  I can't draw when I'm grossed-out!</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  Yeah, I think my lunch is coming back...</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> *Medical bay, ten minutes later.  Tracey and Squirtle have just delivered Gary's body to Nurse Joy, who immediately starts to examine it.*</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  So, is there anything we can do to help, nurse?</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Sure!  You can help me with the autopsy if you want!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  *sickened at the thought*  Uh, on second thought, I just remembered that I'm needed in engineering...</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  But you don't work in engineering!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  Yeah, uh, but I need to get down there for, uh.. something.</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  *catching on*  Oh..  Oh!  Yeah, and I have to go... uh...  back to my quarters!  Yeah, that's it.</div> <bR> <div> *Tracey and Squirtle both make a hasty exit to the corridor outside*</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  That was close!  She almost had us pulling out Gary's guts!</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  Yuck!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  Well, I'm just glad we got out of it.  I'll see you later, I'm going down to engineering.</div> <bR> <div> *As Tracey walks away, Squirtle stares after him, looking puzzled.*</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  But he doesn't WORK in engineering!</div> <bR> <bR> <div> *Scene:  The bridge.  Ash and Pikachu are both holding Game Boy Advances, battling each other on Pokémon Gold and Silver*</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Awww...  How do you always do that?</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  *Glancing up from her comm station.*  Do what?</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  His Pichu beat my Lugia!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Well, there's two possible explanations.  One: Pikachu's cheating.  Two:  You're the most pathetic person to ever play that game.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  But Pikachu never cheats!</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Yeah, that's what we thought...  Choice two.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  But I got into the top sixteen in the Indigo League!  I should be a master at this game!</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  Who do you think got you to the top sixteen?</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  *staring at Pikachu for a moment*  Oh... true.  That explains why you're so good at this.</div> <bR> <div> Sparky (intercom):  Bridge, we have a problem.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Yeah, what is it?</div> <bR> <div> Sparky (intercom):  Tracey's taken over Engineering and kicked everyone out.  We're tryin' t' get back in, but he has the door blocked off by an easel.</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  An easel?</div> <bR> <div> Sparky (intercom):  Aye, miss.  An easel.  He told us he wanted t' paint the warp core when he came in.  I dinna know if he really is painting it in there, though.</div> <bR> <div> *A Hitmonlee is manning the helm.  Suddenly, he stiffens in his chair.*</div> <bR> <div> Hitmonlee:  Captain!  The helm isn't responding!  Someone's controlling us from Engineering!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  You think it's Tracey?</div> <bR> <div> Pikachu:  Of course it's Tracey!  There's no one else in there!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey (intercom):  Welcome to the Sketchit tour line.  Get your sketch pads ready, everyone.  Our course will take us through a weird electromagnetic nebula I found, around the corona of that star over there, and then into the event horizon of a black hole that's a couple minutes warp from here.  We'll all have an excellent chance to capture these amazing vistas on paper or canvas with our artistic skills!</div> <bR> <div> Hitmonlee:  Sir, if I read this programmed course right and if the nebula doesn't electricute the ship or the sun burn it up, we're going to be diving straight into that black hole!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  That would be a bad thing.  We need to figure out how to stop Tracey.</div> <bR> <div> *Suddenly, the door to the turbolift opens, and Squirtle steps out.  Everyone stares.*</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Uh, Squirtle...  Why are you dressed like that?</div> <bR> <div> *A second later, Brock ducks as a duo of ninja stars fly over his head.  Squirtle, the thrower of the blades, jumps the railing of the bridge, doing a full flip before landing in front of Misty.  The turtle pokémon is wearing a black belt, and a slit-eyed mask.*</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  I am not merely Squirtle, human!  I am Ninja Squirtle, defender of the helpless!</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  *looking down at him*  You're scaring me.</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  *taking her hand* I have come to rescue you from these savages, my beautiful lady.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  You mean Misty?</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Yes, he means me!  He knows that I'm beautiful, even if you don't!</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  I knew you would see things my way.  Now, hurry, come with me!</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Sorry, but no.  I have no time for this nonsense.  *Misty slams Squirtle on the head with a hammer she pulls out of her console, knocking him out.*  Come on, we have to get down to Engineering and stop Tracey.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  *picks up Squirtle*  We can get him down to Sickbay on the way.  He seems to have gone crazy.  Maybe Nurse Joy can do something.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> *Scene: Sickbay -- just after Ash & Co. drops off Squirtle.  Joy straps the turtle pokemon to a biobed and administers a stimulant*</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle: *blinking slowly*  Ugh.... Where am I?  What happened?</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Shh...  You shouldn't move yet.  You were in an... uh... accident.  Do you remember anything?</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  I was...  was...  trying to save a beautiful woman from the evil minions of Lord Mangler!</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Lord... Mangler?  Uh, okay...  And who are you, then?</div> <bR> <div> Squrtle:  *confidently*  I'm a Young Mutated Ninja Squirtle!</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  *rubbing her forehead*  Oh, boy...  And on a double-shift day too...  Look, Squirtle, you, er... saved the girl, but Lord Mangler got you bad...</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  *unhappily*  He did?</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Yes...  I think you'll live, but I have to put you to sleep again, so I can fix your uh..  punctured diaphragm...  Oh, and remove the shrapnel from your pancreas...</div> <bR> <div> Squirtle:  Oh... Thanks, doc...</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  You're quite welcome...  *injects him with a sedative and sighs*  I hate days like this...  I guess now they'll want me to fix him now...  Why can't these things ever happen on my day off?  Why can't I even GET days off?!</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> *Ash, Misty, Brock, and Pikachu arrive at Engineering, where Sparky is using a laser to burn through the door.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Are you through yet?</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  Sorry, captain.  It'll be another 15 minutes.</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  We only have 10!  I could feel the turbulance a few minutes ago as we passed through that nebula!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Yeah, and I think we must be passing that sun.  It's getting hot in here...</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Hurry it up, if you can, Sparky.</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  I'm doin' th' best I can, sir!  *works on the door even more frantically than before*</div> <bR> <div> Tracey (intercom):  There will be a curling tournament in the bowling alley at 0700 hours...  Chocolate pudding and root beer will be served as refreshments.</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Aww.. he's really lost it...</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Yeah, I'll say...  *pounds on the door and yells*  Hey, Tracey, what's wrong with you?!  You can't have a curling match without ice!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey (intercom):  Oh yes... Correction:  The curling match will be in the ice rink...  Refresments will remain the same.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Uh, what's curling, anyway?  *notices Ash is leaving*  Hey, Ash, where are you going?</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  *walking away*  To get my broom and go to the ice rink...  Why?</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Ash, you moron!  Get back here!  There's not going to be any curling matches if this ship flies down a black hole!</div> <bR> <div> Tracey: *opening the door* Hey, keep it down out here, I'm trying to paint.  </div> <bR> <div> Ash: Oh, okay...</div> <bR> <div> Tracey:  Thanks  *slams the door again.*</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  I dinnae believe we just let let him close th' door on us....</div> <bR> <div> Joy (intercom):  Joy to captain.  I believe I know what's wrong with Mr. Squirtle.  He's NUTS!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Gee... is that contagious?</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  No, or we'd have all caught it from you by now.</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Actually, it does seem to spread to spread...  Mr. Oak was supposedly the same way before he died.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Tracey's crazy too.  Must be some kind of disease.  Find some way to reverse it.</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  *sounding annoyed*  Yes, sir... Already working on it.</div> <bR> <div> *They continue work on the door for a few more moments, making little progress.  Suddenly the door opens and Gary lets them into Engineering.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  *amazed*  Gary!!!  But...  but... HOW?!</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  I used the transporter to beam into here.</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  Now why didnae I think o' that?</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  Beats me..</div> <bR> <div> *Tracey, pointedly ignoring them, is busily painting the warp core crimson.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Hey, that looks pretty good.</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Stop wasting time and stop the ship!</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  Dinnae worry... I have it!  *presses a big red button marked FULL STOP*  There!</div> <bR> <div> *The ship stops*</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  That was rather... undramatic...</div> <bR> <div> Brock: Well, we are running out of time for this episode...</div> <bR> <div> Joy: *runs into engineering*  I found the antidote!</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  Already?</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  Yeah, it was easy...  Squirtle was getting fresh, so I used a taser on him.  Cured him instantly...</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  So what does that mean?</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  *Pointing at Tracey* Pikachu, Thunderbolt!</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  Nae, missy!  Allow me... *Blasts Tracey with a full-power Thunder attack, rendering him unconscious.  The teen falls down, landing in his paint.*</div> <bR> <div> Joy:  That was far more powerful than was necessary.</div> <bR> <div> Sparky:  *smiling* Aye.  Serves him right for defacin' the bonny lass!</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  The what?</div> <bR> <div> Misty:  He means the warp core.</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Oh... okay....  So are we done now?</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Yes, we're done now.</div> <bR> <div> Gary:  That was a dumb ending...</div> <bR> <div> Ash:  Does this mean it's time for the credits?</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> *  *  *  *  *  *  *</div> <bR> <div> *End credits roll as the carnival music resumes.  Somewhere in the background, an elephant trumpets.*</div> <bR> <div> Ash (voice-over):  Next time can we play 2. B. A. Master?</div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>