Ash:Wonder where the heck that leads to.
Misty:Dooooooon't!!! Uh, idiot?
Ash:Too bad.
Ash steps on the tile.
They teleport and they see a sign:Welcome to Birmingham.
Misty:YOU MEAN WE'RE IN ALABAMA!
Misty gets an urge to devastate Ash. No supwise(Its my accent).
Ash reads below.
It reads:
1962 Birmingham. Birmingham welcomes all people except for colored Negroes and civil right marchers.
Tracey rolls his eyes.
Tracey:Okaaaay…
Ash:And that means…?
Tracey:It means these peopaw(my accent) have bug spway(my accent)!
Misty:Poor Venunat(my accent)!
Tracey:That's my point!(sniff)
Misty turns around and faces SP.
Misty:What does this have to do with pokemon?
SP:You'll see. Unless I make you blind(giggle).
Misty:Well excu-uu-use me!
A girl in a miniskirt walks by.
Girl:Hi, and my name is Marion!
The girl notices Misty's shorts.
Marion:Like, why aren't you wearing a miniskirt?!
Misty:Is there a problem with not wearing them?
Marion:I am like, so sorry, but all my friends wear them and stuff, so, it's like, a fad. I didn't mean to insult you! Anyway, like, welcome to Birmingham.
Misty:Is this truly 1962?
Marion:Well, yes, and—
Misty:It's supposed to be 2000!
Marion:Like, what the heck are you talking about?
Misty:I suppose you could say I come from the future. My name is Misty, that's Ash, and that's Tracey.
Marion:Like, hi!
Misty:We are pokemon trainers, but Tracey's a pokemon watcher.
Marion:Like, what's pokemon?
Misty:Come and see.
They all step on a tile that transports them back to 2000, where pokemon exists.
To be continued…