"Ah, hello there, Rusty!" Professor Oak said as he saw the young lad walk into the...only room of his lab. "I've been waiting for you!" The kid just shrugged as he walked closer to the creepy old man. "Today's the first day of your amazing journey, you know! Why, once you grab one of these balls, you'll be swept away into ecstasy." Oak walked over to the table with the three Pokeballs and smiled. "Go on, grab one of my balls and see what's inside!"
And then Gary walked in, acting all cocky per usual. "Yo, Professor Oak, I'm here to get my first Pokemon!" He walked next to Rusty and scoffed. "What's it doing here?"
"Oh shut the hell up and grab one of my balls too, Gary. You're going out there as well." Oak waved his hand over the Pokeballs. "Well, go on, what are you waiting for? It's hot in here, the balls are getting all sweaty. The contents inside surely can't be happy with that."
Rusty and Gary both picked up a Pokeball and unleashed what was inside...Fred Fredburger came out of Rusty's and Patrick Star came out of Gary's.
Oak ran around the table, shocked. "I don't remember catching these Pokemon!"
"What's a Pokemon?" Fred shouted. "Does it taste like chicken? I like chicken! I also like NACHOS! I can spell nachos real good. N A C H O S! YES!"
Patrick looked around tiredly and then pulled out a pickle...then made out with it.
Some shouting was heard from the remaining Pokeball and it suddenly burst open to reveal Iron Man. "I am Iron Man, and damn it's hot in there." He blasted all the people in the room, save for Fred and Patrick. "So I'm back here, eh? Well, let's go blast some Pokemon ass! You know what they say...Gotta blast 'em all, Pokemon." Iron Man and Patrick flew through the roof and towards whatever the hell the second city was after Pallet Town. Fred stood there stupidly and laughed. Iron Man flew back in moments later and picked him up. "Come on, stupid." He flew away again, Fred in hand.