Chapter Three: In the Pokemon World?
Patrick and Spongebob flew through blackness at incredible speeds. Though they knew not where they were headed, wind still seemed a factor in the unquenchable blackness that surrounded them. Their eyes were flung open and their mouths filled with air as they hurtled towards their destination to a Pokémon world. Ugh, we've been here for hours! Patrick thought, trying to say it out loud to Spongebob, but to no avail. They were moving to fast for any sound to escape either of their mouths.
After a few more minutes a small white light appeared at the end of the "tunnel." It got bigger and bigger as they came closer towards it. They seemed to be slowing down, and soon it was possible to talk, even though they had to shout to hear each other's voices.
"I think we're almost there!" Spongebob shouted as the white light became unbearable. Suddenly they were in broad daylight, their feet slamming into hard earth. Patrick stood up, a little dazed but otherwise unhurt. Spongebob, however, was no so lucky. He had landed on his face, and when he stood up he nearly toppled back down. "Where- where are we Pat?" He asked, his voice shaking. "I don't know Spongebob! I think we're in the Pokémon world!" Patrick said excitedly, looking around him in awe.
Just like in his dream there were fluffy white clouds in the sky and trees surrounding him. He sucked in breath after breath of fresh air. Then he stood and jumped around, looking everywhere and shouting at Spongebob, "breathe this air! It's so… oxygen filled! And so much easier to breathe than water! It just goes write down our throats! It's amazing!" He said, staring at the upper world in awe.
Now, you may be wondering about how Patrick, a sea creature, could be breathing air suddenly after coming straight from the ocean. Well, the world of animation is a very strange one. You can make something defy the laws of physics, or the laws of anything for that matter in an animation. Well, that is what happened here. Along with that, though, Patrick came from one world and with the help of the Flying Dutchman's magical teleporter he ended up in the Pokémon world, with lungs. While that doesn't explain everything, I will simplify this enough to tell you that once Patrick could breathe under water, now he can breathe on land. What more of an explanation do you need? Now, back to the story of our now land lopping sea creature friends!
Spongebob slowly stood up, observing everything around him just as Patrick had done, only slower and with growing excitement. He took several deep breaths of air until he found it suitable to breathe. He walked around a little, gathering a bearing on how people on land walk. Once accustomed to the difference of pressure, Spongebob looked at Patrick and said "I suppose we should go find a town to get some pokeballs!" Spongebob said happily, looking around. Patrick nodded in agreement. "But which way should we go?" Patrick inquired, looking around him.
A moment later Spongebob found a small path and told Patrick. "Come on Patrick, we have to explore this world before we can do anything!" Spongebob said, looking around him to make sure there were no other ways. There weren't, all sides were covered by trees except for the small path. Patrick nodded and the two friends began to walk on the small path, overrun with weeds and tall grass, to find out where it would take them.
Several yards into the forest, sounds of animals could be heard. The hooting of birds and the chit-chatter of squirrels and chipmunks in the trees and the occasional rustle of a bush as the two strange creatures
walked through the forest. As the continued to walk, the forest grew denser and darker. Soon, even the animals began to quite their voices to a mere hoot of an owl or a small rustle of a plant.
Spongebob and Patrick moved closer to one another, clearly frightened of what was going on. "Sponge, I think we came to the wrong world" Patrick said in a worried whisper. "I don't know yet Patrick, but there is no way to know unless we look around for clues." Spongebob stated, trying to sound more confident than he really was. Patrick clearly fell for it, and he began to walk with more certainty. "Your right Spongebob, besides, this forest can't go on forever!" He said his voice still in a hushed tone.
Suddenly a bush began to shake madly several feet in front of Spongebob and Patrick. The two astonished friends looked at one another and began to back off with looks of worry portrayed on their faces. "What, what is that?" Patrick asked, not whispering anymore. Spongebob didn't have time to reply before a purple and white rat jumped out of the bush, snarling with its huge two front teeth.
It was a Rattata, a small rat Pokémon. It was about one foot long with a purple back and a white stomach. Its long tail, which curled into a spiral near the end, was also painted purple. The Pokémon's huge front teeth stood out among everything else. Patrick and Spongebob looked at each other, not knowing what kind of Pokémon it was, or even if it was a Pokémon at all.
"Those teeth sure do look intimidating" Spongebob said nervously, he began to sweat. Even if the creature was small, it could still bite very hard. "Yeah" Patrick said with equal nervousness. He stared at the large teeth and red eyes that glowed with malice. Suddenly Patrick remembered his dream from the other night. With the bubbles, carnival music and the chipmunks! And when they came in and attacked all the helpless people. Rattata reminded Patrick of the chipmunks he so hated, even if it was just from a dream.
Suddenly anger flared inside Patrick, his fear turning to a fiery passion to kick the Rattata right in the bottom. Then, without thinking, Patrick ran foreword preparing to hit the poor creature with all his might. All the Pokémon could do was turn around, almost able to run, when Patrick's foot came in contact with Rattata's behind. The Pokémon flew some distance, screeching before it landed several yards off in the midst of a bush.
Spongebob ran up behind Patrick in excitement, smacking him on the back. "Congratulations! You saved us!" He said excitedly, "now we can pass without being mauled by that rat thing!" He continued, looking around to be sure there were no more of them. Patrick smiled as his anger dissipated. "I have no idea what came over me Spongebob. It was like… fear, and then all of a sudden I was angry. It was the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me in my entire lifetime!" He said shaking his head in disbelief.
The two began to walk at a leisurely pace; talking about how cool it was to see the creature go flying into the distance. That is, until a large amount of chatter picked up behind them. Patrick and Spongebob stopped and turned around cautiously. When they did the chatter stopped instantly. They returned to walking, turning their backs on the origins of the noise. It picked up again, and they stopped walking and swiveled around quickly, once again it stopped.
Now the two friends began to get scared. The walked backwards, quickly, keeping an eye on the pathway where the noise had come from. Then, suddenly, multiple Rattata jumped out. Almost ten of them, snarling at Patrick and Spongebob, their legs bent, ready to pounce at any time. The one who appeared to be leading the pack was the one Patrick had hit in the bottom, the one that was sent flying off into the forest.
Patrick and Spongebob ran away as fast as they could. The Rattata followed, gaining on the two scared sea creatures. As they ran, and the Rattata chased, the forest began to grow less dense, and sunlight began to appear more plentifully. The path grew wider as they began to run, and without knowing it Spongebob and Patrick stumbled into a small quite town, the Rattata snarling at them from the border of the forest. It seemed they were reluctant to go into human territory, as they wouldn't set a paw on the ground past the edge of the forest.
Patrick and Spongebob ran away from the forest into an unknown town where they would meet the first humans, and find out that they were in fact in a Pokémon world.
They ran to the center of the small town, which only contained about five houses and a very large, almost ominous looking building. Everyone was inside their homes, as it was near supper time, most likely preparing for a delicious and scrumptious meal that they would be devouring in the near future.
Patrick and Spongebob looked around, astonished at the towns charm and simplicity. They were infatuated instantaneously with its small, cabin log homes and the welcoming smell of a campfire in the distance. Patrick sniffed the air, and smiled. His olfactory units where top-notch, and he looked at the house that had a large plume of smoke floating out of its chimney.
He took one more large sniff of air, smelling a variety of delicious-smelling smells, when he said to Spongebob "what do we do from here?" Spongebob thought for a moment, and then reluctantly shrugged. "I don't know, Pat. Why don't we try that large building? Maybe someone smart there will tell us where we are!" Spongebob said, marching off towards the large, ominous looking building. Patrick quickly followed suite, looking around at the homes, trying to think of all the delicious foods the people there were eating, but not sure what the foods were.
They came in front of the doors to the building, pausing. Finally, after a scared silence Spongebob said "alright… here goes nothing!" He said, walking into the building with Patrick following closely behind. Inside, it was brightly lit and comfortable. Couches and tables were set by windows with plants by them. No one seemed to be in it, except for on man who was walking towards them from the back of the building with a puzzled expression on his face. "Why, what is this?" The man asked himself from a distance, "rare Pokemon?" The man said.
As soon as Patrick and Spongebob heard the word "Pokemon" they grew excited. As the man came closer, Patrick was able to distinctly see the features of the elderly man. He had silver-white hair with tan skin; he wore a long white lab coat, dark pants and shoes. "Hello, sir?" Spongebob asked shyly, wondering what he would say. The man looked up "did you just talk to me?" he asked curiously, drawing to a halt several feet in front of Patrick and Spongebob.
"Why yes, we did" Spongebob said with more confidence. "We were just wondering if you could tell us if we were in the Pokemon world." He said and the man smiled. "Why of course, what other world would there be?" He asked now looking at the two strange sea creatures even more curiously. "Well, we came from Bikini Bottom to this world after seeing the Television Show called 'Pokemon' and… well, we wanted to become Pokemon trainers so me and Spongebob here went to see the Flying Dutchmen and with the use of his Magical Teleporter we ended up in the Pokemon world to become Pokemon trainer!" Patrick said taking a deep gulp of air after saying all that.
The man looked startled and said "I see… Well, why don't you follow me to my office? We'll discuss this more there" he said, walking towards the back of the building. Patrick and Spongebob followed quickly, wondering what would happen there. And wondering if they would get their very own Pokemon!