Zolress sniffled, holding onto Colress's neck. Another day, another piggy back ride. It wasn't unusual for the two to be doing this so late in the day. Humilau Town was deserted cuz Superstorm Sandy sweeped through the region. Unova was America, no doubt about it. Castelia was god damn New York so Himilau was clearly Long Island. Don't fight the logic.
20 billion estimated dollars in repairs later, Colress and Zolress scouted Long Island like Mitt Romney and Barack Obama, 'cept they were immigrants from Russia, like everyone in American Tail.
"Oh Zolllressss!" Colress hugged his twin's legs, hiccuping a hot dog. "Oh sweet niblets." A little bit of Alabama came out of him, you know, a little bit of Driftveil City.
"Arf," Zolress licked Colress's cheek and humped Colress's ass, making her master fall into the 5-foot deep water. "You're a doozy, bay-beh."
"I never pictured America to be this great! No cats!" Colress whipped out his dick as Zolress climbed on top of him. With one big swoop, Zolress's cunt enveloped his thick cock.
But then suddenly Zolress got up and stood above Colress's head, water breaking all over him. Zolress morphed back into her Pokemon form, pooping out a young Pokemon egg and sent Colress into a coma.
"Aroooo!" ZoroarkZolress ran off into the Great Chasm, the flooded Subway of New Jersey. She starved herself cuz she was anorexic and died.
The end.