Bluetooth Boy Colress ran around Ghetsis's pirate ship with N's sacred Yankee baseball cap in his hands. "You can't catch me!"

"I'm going to tell dad to liberate your Pokemon if you don't give that back, you mongrel!"

"Too effin' bad, he can't do that! I caught Kyurem for him yesterday so he respects me 100%. Txt it!"

"I hate to break it to you, but I sold my soul to Darkrai last night, so if you want to keep your life, I suggest you stop, you blond-haired queer!"

Colress tripped and whined into the boat like a bratty, Paris Hilton chihuahua. "I swear to God, if you threaten me, I'll send out Cresse-!"

"No, you pawn," N stepped on top of the maniacal scientist, bobbing up and down on his lower back with no remorse. Surely this was going to cause Colress some pain later. "I'm holding her captive in my PC, so you can't cleanse me of my already blackened soul."

Colress muffled a cry, clutching N's hat really hard, defeated.

"Hat now, or you're going to have nightmares for the rest of your eternity! Take your pick, you tit!"

"Y-you can have your hat, oh chosen one...!"

"Nightmares no more!" N got off of the defenseless dude, and Colress waved his relic around in the air like a white flag.

"Thanks you wankah," a little bit of brit poured and gleamed from N's dark soul. He straightened his poor cap before putting it on backward, mocking Ash's I-just-caught-a-Caterpie stance.

Colress giggled and jumped to his feet in excitement. "Want to see our new beds?"

There was no waiting for a response with this scientist. Colress took N's hand and flew the coop into the basement. When they got there, low and behold, Rosa was caught snoozing in one. The rest of them were, well, unmade and tainted at this point.

"Rosa...!" The blond's eyes widened and popped out of his skull, holding his mouth in shock.

N arched a brow and put his hands on his hips. "Guess they're not very new now, are they?"

"Don't be such a slut."

"That was a LOW BLOW! Only dad can call me that you fruit cake!"

And with that, Zekrom blew up the pirate ship and not a single fraction of new bed was left.