Pokemon Universe

I took a double take and I looked down towards the leafeon and paused for a few moments. I crossed my arms and stated with my smooth voice, "I just want to get moving. The longer we stay here the more of a chance that we aren't on our mission."While I was standing there, I felt on my cheeks a slightly warming sensation as the paint began to work its magic in the cool interior of the abandoned store. I listened to Hama's statement and chuckled slightly. "At least you don't have paint on your tongue." I explained flicking my now half coated scarf in front of my face. The tongue went back down and I sighed, "But I'm kind of grateful for the clothes. Cold temperatures don't mix well with pokemon that are 70% water."

My anklets flowed behind me as I trailed on around the store, looking for evidence that could lead us to our owners. I hopped over the cashier's counter and looked at the shelves behind it. In one of the personal drawers of whoever used this, there was a bill from the same location as my owner: The Sevii Islands. I slipped it under my tongue with the other bill and continued to search. Suddenly, something caught my eye and I picked up these odd machines. They had different exterior designs and a screen that displayed, "Press TM switch." There was also a small blinking green that resided under each screen. I stared for a couple seconds before saying, "Technical Machines... What a grab."

There were 5 machines; just enough for the party. I leaped back over the counter. I pressed one of the switches with my finger and a thin needle sprung out through the top. I squinted my eyes and though I knew how to use the machine, but I doubted that the party was going to like the injection. I took it upon myself to assign everyone a specific TM. Bloom received No. 24, Hama got No. 53, I gave Flame No. 43, Vixy received No. 61 and I got machine No. 55. I found a wall to lean up against and quickly pressed the needle into my right outer thigh. I clinched my eyes closed and then blinked a few moments, my eyes reflecting off a green hue. I breathed out and jerked out the needle, my eyes still stirring with green. I stared at the screen and I said, "Extreme Speed." I got to my feet and suggested, "Hama, I'll help you with yours... if I may?" I held out my hand for permission.

I took the machine and plunged it into the front right thigh of Hama. She winced and whined a little but she soon got over the pain and her eyes reflected off a green hue as well. I thought that must be normal for the machines. I slid out the needle and the screen stated the words "Energy Ball". I tilted my head and thought about how effective this move could be. I glanced at Hama again. "You got Energy Ball, Hama" I finally said, placing the, now used, machine to the side. I watched over to the rest of the group to see their reaction.

I flapped my wings slightly as my feathers bristled in the heat. Soon enough, they smoothed and I got back to Riot. Riot talked to me about Swindler's condition. "Well that makes communication an issue with him." I muttered looking at everyone. Scratch glared at me and hissed, "What makes you say these guys are worth something to us?" "'Ey! These two are sure enough to do better than Monica did. She got too emotional with her work and kept askin' too many questions! She wouldn't take orders; you know that." I said back, my eyes squinting at him. He stared at me for a few more moments and then went back to his mirror.

Pete cleared his throat and asked, "Boss?" "What?" I mocked back, irritated at the Gengar's timidity. "Should we give them some sort of uniform?" He chuckled back. I stared at him and then nodded softly. Pete went back into the room that he got Monica from and came out with a black fedora with a white stripe with a Spade's Symbol on the strip. In his other hand, he had a white tie for the little one. He tossed these towards the two and nodded at them.

"Sso, what to do now bossss?" Eddie hissed from one of the column, his rattle signalling us that he was anxious to leave the ruins to do some work. "Well, with all the humans gone... we got nothin' to do. We gonna have to search for 'em." I stated simply, perching on a stone pillar. "Where are they gonna be boss?" Silver asked. "Sevii! The Sevii Islands! That's where they should be." A whispering voice shouted from outside before a zubat came back through the open crack and returning to the shadows once again. "Alright... now all we need is transportation." Pete said simply.

Bloom obliged happily to Hama and tied the scarf neatly, admiring her work before Hama then scambered off and sat by Sardotha. Bloom started rummaging until she found a red cape-cardigan which draped over her shoulders and cut off half way down her upper arms which she wrapped merrily around her neck and a pair of gloves and booties to match. Once clothed and happy with her appearance, Bloom walked over to Hama and Sardotha and twirled happily to show off her outfit, and then lifted her brow when she saw Sardotha fiddling with something,

"Are those TMs? I saw Megan use something like that before.." Bloom gulped slightly at the looks of the needle, wondering how much it would hurt, "Is there one for all of us?.." Bloom wondered closer and saw Sardotha inject on into Hama, watching her whine slightly, which made Bloom even more nervous. Eventually though, Bloom figured if she did it quick enough, it wouldn't hurt bad, and so picked up the one she assumed was for her and repeated the process she saw Sardotha doing - stabbing the needle into her thigh, leaving it there for a moment before retracting it with a slight wince of pain.

Flame just stayed back and watched the group not knowing what to do.Maybe i'm no help in this group and should go on my own? she gasped and quickly shook her head. "Cadence would never think like that so why would I!" Flame said "She would have said 'Keep moving forward! or The negative will bring you down the positive will bring you up!" She smiled as the wind blew on her fur. "I will never give up as long as my life depends on it..." she said as she walked up to the group.

Blank-fang had stayed in his own corner looking around him, observing the situation. When Riot lit up fire he growled a bit. Darkness had been far more better than light. Of course it kept everyone dry and warm but he didn't care about them. Living in woods had taught him thing or too.

He listened their conversation then stepping up and coughed to get their attention. ”I came here from Hoenn. I used Lapras as my drive. She's still probably around the coach. I doubt she can carry all of us at once. Maybe maximum five at time.” He said bluntly.

Seeing that Bloom had pierced the TM into her, her eyes reflecting off a green hue, I walked over and stared at her TM. I tilted my head to the side and rested my hands on my knees as I squatted a bit closer to the ground. "Bloom, you got Thunderbolt." I stated, gazing up at her eyes that were now were returning to their pink color. That was strange, more than anything else, but I'm sure that the TM's don't lie. Either way, that move might become useful to us in the future. I leaned over to the side and stated subtly, "I'm sure we'll need any surprises in our favor."

I listened to Hama and her frantic questioning and sighed, closing my eyes to think over a few things. I opened my eyes and looked to her, saying, "It's alright to have a bit of concern, but don't lose your sanity over it." I rubbed my chin and continued, "That marking on the Zubat's back though... I think that symbol means danger somehow. We can't be too comfortable; I'm sure that we'll see that symbol again. I viewed around the store and saw that everyone had gotten their items and there was nothing useful left for us to take. I got to the front door and stared out of the glass at the moon's glare. "We need to find a place to sleep... the forest seems good enough, but I need to sleep close to a water source.", I stated, turning to the rest of the group, "I caught a glimpse of a cove on the edge of the island as we sailed in... I'm sure that could work." I gazed back over to the waves and the white sand of the beach.

Louie was not a very happy camper at the moment. Which was unusual because he loved the rain. Especially storms. On the plus side there was a certain sense of freedom. If Ricky was here, we would have a ball... But Louie didn't need to think about that right now. Surely he would turn up, after all humans were pretty sluggish creatures, he couldn't have gone far. Then again, there was not a single other human in sight. What on earth was going to happen now?

Louie hated to admit it, but he was really starting to miss his trainer. He hated being alone... Well, in a certain sense anyway... He hated the thought of there not being anyone to return. He would have to make due... Now that was something he was used to. Ricky would hate it if he came back and Louie didn't take advantage of this kind of opportunity. They always made the best of their situations, this would be no different. And he would track down his trainer in the process.

The brash jolteon was trying to tear his way into a garbage can. He didn't know what was inside it, but by god it smelled great. And he was hungry. However, a harsh sound broke the silence... He had thought it was thunder at first, but no that was most definately a gunshot. That meant there was a gun! And most likely a human behind it! Quick as a flash, Louie sprinted in the direction of the sound. As he drew nearer he slowed to a stop, wondering if he passed it. He could hear some voices though, see the glow of a fire nearby.

In the midst of my perchin' up on the circular rafters on the ceilin', I heard more than the patter of the rain outside. There we're the stompin' of a curious four-legged pokemon in the forest. Damn... I knew we shouldn't have shot the gun it the ruins. They echo sound like an alleyway. I flew to the door and opened it quickly, Scratch quickly pouncin' over to the door as well. We reached the doorway and in the precipitation, I could see the ears of a curious Jolteon peeking through the bushes.

Scratch let his claws sink through his fingers and I patted him with my wing, signalling him to back down. "'Ey! You over there! Scram, we got nothing that you gonna need buddy!", I shouted, tilting my head as I saw the hat on his head. It was severly simliar that of my headpiece. Eddie had sithered out a little further in front of us, his tail whipping around and making a rattling sound.

Louie narrowed his eyes at the place. More accurately, he was narrowing his eyes at the ones who were there to greet them. He couldn't smell any human. Gunpowder but no human... So someone was playing around with human stuff. These guys most likely, didn't seem to be any one else around. He bared his teeth in an amused snarl when the murkow shouted at him."Surely you ain't talkin' to me, little birdy. And what I be needing ain't none of your business." He said, as his eyes went to the murkrow's counterparts... It was a real shame that Louie wasn't looking for a fight, because it would probably feel really good right now to tear into someone.

However good it might feel, there did not seem to be just the two enforcers he could see. He smelled more than just them, probably inside. No sense in rattling the hive. "You do be lucky there ain't nothin' I be needing around here. You can call your pets off. I ain't sticking around for you to need 'em." He said, watching for a few more moments before backing away. Ricky certainly wasn't here.

Seeing that the Jolteon was walkin' off, i sighed in frustration before Pete went up to the doorway and he shouted, "If you're looking for the humans, there's a group of pokemon in Hoenn who are looking for them!" I widened my and squawked at Pete angrily. His face dropped in its dumbness and he made a sharp turn to the left, avoiding my talon heading for his eyes. "Those are the ones who crossed me, you dumbass! We don't need more of 'em!" I hissed loudly, trying not to let the Jolteon hear of the conditions. Though, before I could spot my eyes on him, he was gone in the trees.

Scratch furrowed his brow and muttered, "What do you wanna do now, boss?" I sighed softly and kicked a nearby pile of rocks from their orderly stack. "I don't know. But, we can't stay here any longer. We have to get to that other group. Besides, that Jolteon isn't even a threat." I stated simply, noticing the rain starting to slow. "What do ya mean, bossss?" Eddie questioned, twirling his head at me. "He can't get to Hoenn if he doesn't have a way across the water. And even if he did, I highly doubt he could drive a boat." I chuckled going into the interior of the ruins.

Varney didn't want to be alone anymore... and now he wasn't. Well not technically anyway. He still didn't fit in though... everyone seemed so tough. Everyone seemed kind of strange too. Especially Jak. Varney felt a little creeped out by him. That didn't matter, though, because he wasn't alone anymore. He would have to try really hard so that Jak would not want to get rid of him. Well he hoped that Jak wasn't like that...

The zubat was out of breath, clinging onto the rafters in the shadows... It didn't help he was hungry, but he wasn't about to ask for it. Monica... she didn't seem so bad. And it scared him that she was dead. But surely it was for good reason. Varney had already told them about the Sevii islands, and how those others were heading there. He had heard Pete ask about transportation, and Varney thought about it as he found the strength to flitter down from the rafters, landing on the floor where Monica had met her demise... That blood was just a little too enticing to ignore any longer. He had to get something to eat if he wanted to keep his strength up to stay useful.

"What about a boat?" Came the high pitched whisper of Varney, as he made a suggestion. Grasping at straws to be useful. Crawling onto Monica's still warm body he continued,"Those wood and metal things humans float on. Even if we don't know how to turn it on, maybe the lapras could push or pull the boat while we ride in it?" And with that he sank his tiny little fangs into the body to feed.

Scratch
With the cognitive process going through my mind, I knew that the Jolteon heading for the forest was going to the group that was apparently threatening to Jak. There's always a way to get places. The Jolteon will find that way. The Jolteon will find that group. The Jolteon will tell the group about us... and our cover is blown. Or maybe... Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe this is a way to get my freedom. Jak will be coming after me that's for sure, but this'll buy me some time out of his hair for a while. At least he will stay away for a day.

I turned to my side, crossing my arms, complaining, "Why did you let him go?" Jak snapped back and said, "Hey! I make the rules around here, I can choose what I want to happen." I rolled my eyes and rasped out, "But he knows about the other group now. And he know about us. What's makes you saw that he won't tell the other group about us?" Jak furrowed his brow as if he was thinking for a few moments before crowing out, "Alright, you can go after him. But if you aren't back by sunrise, I'm after your ass." I nodded my head and immediately ran through the forest, jumping passed the brush and trees before making contact with the Jolteon with my eyes. I stopped with the rustling knowing that I was making a lot of noise. I came from the trees and rasped out, "Need company?" I held onto the tree, waiting to see what the Jolteon would do. Whether to gun or run...

Those long ear of Louie did pick up that fat little ghosts suggestion. Though as he turned away, what caught his ears next did bring a curl of amusment to his lips. Well, wouldn't we just hate to piss off the bossy little birdy, he thought to himself. He just might find that Hoenn group just to spite the guy. Oh well, it was a place to start. Though... How exactly was he supposed to go about it. Oh well. He would definitely find a way. As Ricky always said, 'ain't never there a good time to give up'.

Louie grinned to himself as he remembered all of Ricky's quirky one-liners. At least until the sound of something approaching, upon which he turned to face its direction. His spiny fur standing on end as he took a threatening stance, so they wanted to follow, eh? Then that weavile popped out its crested head. Only one? "Company for what? I thought I told that smart ass little birdy to call you off." He said as he bared his needle sharp teeth at the weavile. Clearly skeptical of any good will. Which is understandable as Scratch was playing enforcer just a few moments ago.

Scratch
I furrowed my brows and began to let out a soft growl before softening my scowl. I didn't need to get myself killed. Though, the Jolteon's suspicion was correct. I probably would have done the same thing. At least he didn't have some annoying crow barking on his neck. My growling turning to light and scratchy laughter. "I just wanted to get away from that flying fool. He's just... so irritating. You on the other hand.... well, I haven't met you yet. But, I'm sure your better than that squawkfest, am I right?" I wheezed, coughing a little at my laughing. I knew that my lungs were a little beaten up because of Jak's smoking habit, but I got used to it.

I began to walk forward towards the Jolteon, releasing my sort of offensive stance and I stared at him with a smile. My smile soon faded, myself leaning against a tree that set a few feet between us. "It's just he's too unpredictable. He doesn't tell us his plans, he just says, 'Do this. Go over here. Kill this guy.' I'm not the one to follow orders though." I stated, staring at the ground. I sniffed in a little and said, "Y'know, I haven't even been in one of those... what are they called, pokeballs? Yeah those digital cages aren't for me." I stopped talking and began to trail in my own thoughts and got back to him. "So... I'm gonna ask again... You want some company?" I crossed my arms and looked up at him, wisping out my scratchy pipes.

The needly fur softened some as the weavile spoke. He was silent for a little bit, as if contemplating the situation. "A little big for his britches, I think." He would finally say in agreement. Though it was not lost on him that there had to have been some reason that those pokemon followed him. Which was why Louie was wary enough to walk away rather than have murkrow for supper. "So you be a runnin' away? Is that right? So what can I be givin' you that he can't? That I wouldn't be bossing you around? Sounds fair enough."

His fur was back down in a docile position, to be honest he didn't really have any reason to trust this guy. But on the other hand he really didn't care that much either. "Well maybe you just ain't found someone worth listening to yet. But that hardly matters, ain't no human left to listen to. You know what, why not? I don't see nothin' wrong with no company." He said as he pawed at the wet ground."I was gonna head to Hoenn. Maybe spite the little crow while I am there. Or at least until I get a better lead."

The grin that Louie gave next was perhaps a little toothy, but he held out his paw. For the weavile to shake or pat or touch or whatever in agreement. "Welcome aboard, then, mate. I be called Louie." He said, introducing himself to his new traveling companion.

Scratch
I listened to the conversation that Louie was putting out a smile, nodding along in agreement to the true statements he was giving out. I looked at his paw and tilted my head, not sure what it was to mean. I retracted my claws into their rightful places and set my hand on top of his paw, resting it there until I thought it was suitable to let off. "The name's Scratch." I stated, letting off a small smirk as a tooth peek through the left side of my mouth. The rain had finally slowed to a crawl and the sun peaked through the clouds dissipating away. My smile returned to a serious monotone face and I stated, "Now, don't get your hopes up on Jak though. I've seen him do things. Awful things. Things that make a Ghastly's Scary Face look like heaven. He HATES humans. Despises them he does. And whatever he's done to a human, he's done to all pokemon alike too. I'm surprised that no legendary pokemon have stepped in to stop him." I began to walk past Louie and I finally said, "I would never say these things around him of course."

I finally reached a clearing that opened up to a small town called Cherrygrove city. It was a small establishment; there were only a few houses in a small neighborhood, a shop and a pokemon center. It was deserted as well. There weren't even any pokemon rummaging through trash cans at all. However, there was barely anything to rumage for in the streets it seems. On the bright side, we were right next to the ocean at this town; boats still docked like they hadn't been touched. I viewed the city at its remarkable potential and said, "Well, we've got a way to Hoenn now... if I can figure out a way to drive one of those.... wooden machiines of course." The crunch of the wet fallen leaves beneath toes echoed off the trees as I continued down to the midst of the city. "And we have a chance with the pokemon center or the local store here. Where do you think we should go?" I explained, still knowing that I wasn't the leader of this showboat. We were a team and we had to work and think together.

Louie took his paw back then patted the ground. "Scratch, eh? It do be bein' a pleasure." He then said with a laugh. "Hopes? I ain't so silly as to be thinking he is a nothin'. He gottens himself a little gang going on, if he was a nothing then surely they wouldn't be calling him boss. But I tell you what there Scratchy, I don't care how high and mighty he thinks he is, but once he starts stepping on my toes then he better watch it. I ain't no stranger to the darker side of life, brother. But tell me, do you think he is going to be a problem for us, or do you think we won't see him again?" He asked, if the bird was as bad as Scratch said, then Louie would definitely recommend some thinking about it.

In Cherrygrove, Louie kept his nose to the ground, sniffing a way at whatever. It was a little disappointing that the trashcans didn't have nothing good. His mind and stomach still drifting back to the can he was about to check when he heard the gunshot. Who was he kidding, he didn't have to eat out of the trash any more. Okay... well maybe he could. You know, for nostalgia's sake. "Well, I know once we get out on the water, we gonna be hard pressed to find something to eat. We might be wanting to take advantage of the chance to gather some things before we head out. We can stock our finds on the thingy we want to use... but you know, even more importanly than that. Do you know which direction Hoenn is?" He asked. "Working the water thingy is only half the battle, it wouldn't be doing us much good if we headed the wrong direction or got lost. Heading out is chance, regardless of being prepared or not, so how about we start first with the sure-fire thing of whats around. We can grab what we need, and maybe find a map at the pokemon center to point us the right direction." He said, thinking again."Though... can you read human?"

Scratch
"Well I'm sure that Jak would be coming after me. And if he finds us, he won't let out. I'm sure we'll need to be ready." I explained, scratching my head slightly trying to figure which way to go. I listened to Louie's explanations and I looked around at the the shop and the pokemon center. I viewed inside the store and noticed a few packs that Louie and I could wear. I sprinted and ran out with the packs, handing the one meant for four-legged pokemon to Louie.

As we continued on into the pokemon center, I listened to Louie and answered, "I'm not to sure where Hoenn is. Never been there." I continued rummaging through the lobby and a map and found a lamented copy of the entire universe. I stared at the strange letters and said, "I can make out a few words, like locations and stuff. I picked it up while I was on a job with Jak." I scanned the map and pointed at a large island that was right from us. "This is the region Hoenn... its far." I explained, pointing the location on the map next to Louie so he could view it.

Louie grunted,"So we got to stay ahead of him then. Or take a way he won't expect us to take. But then again, there ain't really many ways to get to Hoenn..." Louie said as he walked with Scratch. Though he made a beeline for shelves of food, sniffing at them. Fancy foods. Well... fancy to him, Ricky was normally to broke to buy stuff like this. Whelp... Louie would have to be sure to eat a good share for Ricky's sake. He began pushing food off the shelves onto the floor. Human food, pokemon food, pet food.

Louie had gathered it all up into a pile when Scratch brought a pack for him. Well, now that would work a lot better, so he shoved in it what he could. With a little bit of trouble, Louie was able to put the pack on with himself, with a little bit of rolling and stretching anyway. Moments later he continued on with Scratch into the Pokemon Center. Once again, Louie was sniffing around, and when Scratch pointed out the map, Louie spat out a energy bar he had been carrying around in his mouth. "Well it's good you can read something. Even just a few words... Anyway, maybe we can find a fast thingy? By the time we get to Hoenn, won't that other group be somewhere else by then?" He asked, then jumped up onto the counter, his paws slipping a little on the finished suface. He always did want to jump up here before. Now he could.

"So what's birdy's problem anyway? You said he hated humans, you'd think he'd just be happy that they be gone. And there has gotta be others out there looking for their humans too. Why this group?" He inquired as he paced on the counter.

Scratch
"I'm sure if we just head off to the ocean we'll be okay. The only one's who can get to us is Jak or that creepy zubat Varney." I stated, shivering as I mentioned the name. As I continued pacing along as well, I felt a small piece of paper on my bare paw and I whined in confusion. I slid the paper from my sharp toes out and I began to read it. The contents on the sheet was very confusing. There was a list of items that somebody had apparently bought and there was a label on the top that said, "Sevii Islands." I pondered on this and I stated, "Here's a lead to where a human was. The Sevii Islands." I glanced back at the map and added, "And its kinda close to Hoenn."
"Now... about this group, I think that they're more than just a bunch of food stealers. They stole one of our stashes in Unova... Anyway I think that Jak thinks their a threat. Its only a matter of time before a group will go and..." I muttered.

Stopping in the middle of my ranting, my nose picked up the scent of berries. They smelled fresh picked and my eyes wideneed as I continued down the hall sniffing. "I smell food... A lot of it. I bet you smell it too." I muttered, cocking my head back and forth at each door until I saw a door that I pinned the scent on. I clicked the door open and it revealed an untouched supply berries. Leppa, Mago, the works. All the berries you could eat. Surprisingly, the pet food was minimal, as it had been touched by the straying pokemon.

Louie laughed,"A zubat? A little zubat? What's he gonna do, nibble us to death?" He was clearly amused by the statement."Creepy or not, Scratchy, nothing a thunderbolt up the ass wouldn't fix." Louie grinned and hopped down from the counter to inspect the piece of paper that Scratchy found."Sevii islands, huh?" The jolteon said as he looked over the weavile's shoulder,"What makes you think that the humans would be there? But it's as good a place to start as any. Well, fat ghost said they were looking for humans too, and mentioned Hoenn with them. Maybe they will be heading there too."

Louie continued to listen until Scratch 's mind seemed to wander off, and soon enough, Louie smelled it too. But he was too busy salivating to give a response other than a nod. Now though Louie did have a small pack with human food in it, this did seem like a much better prospect. That is if he could manage to be able to stuff his face without being distracted this time. "You know, Scratchy. Think it would piss Jak off if we to eat this before he stakes claim to it?" He grinned with sarcasm.

Scratch
I chuckled with a bit of a wheeze and I began to stash the berries in the pack that I was carrying. I didn't mind as to why I got these berries to keep. Once you have an opportunity to take something that hasn't been claimed, you took it. At least that's why I thought was right. After stashing the berries, I slipped the pack on and stated, "Alright then. I guess we're done here. I'll get the map and I guess we'll be on our way to the Sevii Islands." I exited the doors of the pokecenter and I stared at the at the floating machines that were on the water.

I jumped onto the nearest metal thingy and waited for it to go. I jumped again and it didn't budge. I pondered for a few minutes scratching the side of my head as I stared at the thing I was standing on. It confused me for a few seconds but I stared at a the back part of the boat, which had a piece that was different from the rest. It was some sort of motor, that probably sent this thing forward. I waited for Louie to get on board and I found a cord on the side of the motor. I pulled it a little and the cord extended out further, the motor making a small thundering sound. I put the cord back, a little frightened by the noise but I didn't let go of the handle. I jerked on the cord a bit harder and the motor made a loud thundery sound but then but to being silent. I yanked the cord with all my might and that did the trick.

I boat went forward slightly, sending me to my back. "Sorry 'bout that." I murmured, getting back up to my feet. After knowing that this thing was up and moving, I took grasp of the larger handle on the front end of the motor. "Hold onto your hat!" I shouted, squeezing the trigger that accelerated the machine down the water. The front point of the thing flicked up and then dipped back down slowly as we went flying!

Louie did indeed stuff his face. Until he was sure that he would get a stomach ache in a few hours. Only the did he finish stuffing the rest in his pack and caught up with Wheezy McWeavile. Now holding the pack in his teeth, He trotted alongside Scratch until they got to the boats. And Louie went and hopped inside, setting his pack down as Scratch began playing with it to see about getting it to work. "Maybe it is broken," he suggested as Scratch kept trying,"I bet if I gave it a--" Louie's suggestion was cut short as the boat lurched forward, sending him to land on his face as it was not to easy for him to get footing in the rocking boat.

Louie picked himself back up and rubbed his nose,"Don't worry about it, Scratchy." He responded and at the warning he abandoned his nose and put his paw over his hat to keep it from blowing off as the thingy sped off. Louie eventually did find his footing, and soon was stable enough to walk to the front of the boat. Looking over his shoulder he watched the shoreline shrink as they went farther away. "So how long do you think it will take to get there?" He asked, his voice loud so that Scratch might hear him over the motor.