"Look, Misty!" Ash shouted, waving his arms high above his head. "I'm not getting attacked!"

"That's great, Ash." Misty rolled his eyes as the other trainer continued to stand in one place. "You're standing in the tall grass. Yay."

"If I stayed here all day, would I get attacked?"

Misty sighed. "No, idiot. You only get attacked if you take steps."

"Why?"

Misty hadn't thought of that one before.

"Misty, why?"

"Well..."

"Because whenever we take a few steps, Pokemon jump out at us and attack us, and then the whole world goes dark for half a second. Right?"

"Yeah... and then the world comes back, only it's much closer, and we see ourselves move toward the left while the wild Pokemon moves toward our right."

"Like on a conveyor belt," Ash added.

"And then these weird bar things show up and show us how much health our Pokemon have left." Misty frowned. "That's odd."

"It is, isn't it?"

"I never thought about it before." Her brow furrowed, and she stood. "Ash, take a few steps," she commanded.

"No," he said obstinately, and stuck out his tongue at her.

"Take a few steps forward!"

"Why don't you do it instead?"

"Because you're the guy, so you should be nice to girls."

"But you're the one who came up with the idea in the first place!"

"Dammit, Ash!"

Immediately a fight broke out, and Brock had to calm down both sides before they would acknowledge each other's existence. By that time, however, both of them had already forgotten what they were fighting about.