A Gateway to Madness
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokèmon or Atlantis.
Part 5
7:29 AM ~ Day 1
Thomas and Tonya talked for a while.
"Well, Thomas, I think we have a unique case with you, so-"
DING!
"Oh! Movie time!"
"What are we watching?"
"Atlantis."
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IN THE LIVING ROOM
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"The Shepherd's Journal, the key to finding Atlantis, lies not in Ireland, but in Iceland! Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now."
RING!
"Would you excuse me for a second? Cartography and Linguistics, Milo Thatch speaking."
Thomas was almost asleep. This was the most boring movie he had ever watched. He was beginning to regret attempting to reach the Pokèmon world. Even worse, they had confiscated all of his Pokèmon things! Before he knew it, he WAS asleep.
I wanna be the very best
Like no one ever was
To catch them is my real test
To train them is my cause
I will travel across the land
Searching far and wide
Teach Pokèmon to understand
The power that's inside
Pokèmon, gotta catch 'em
It's you and me
I know it's-
Someone was shaking him awake. "How are you ever going to cleanse your mind of Pokèmon if you don't watch this?"
"This journal is his gift to you. Atlantis is waiting."
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LATER
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"We would sell roses, carnations, babies' breath. One day, we're making about 6 dozen of these corsages for the prom, you know, the ones they put on their wrist; and they all come running in shouting 'Where is it? When is it? Does it match my dress?' It was a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas-"
What does this have to do with Atlantis? Thomas was wondering.
DING!
"Lunchtime!"
They piled into the kitchen as the counselor stopped the movie in the middle of Vinny's rant.
The other kids had their straightjackets taken off and they introduced themselves. The brown-haired boy said, "I'm Steve Louis." The blonde girl said, "My name is Samantha Lee."
The lunch was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, tomatoes, and bananas. "They told us about you," said Steve.
"You're Thomas Andrew Parker," Samantha added. "You thought you were in the Pokèmon world."
"No saying Pokèmon!" snapped a counselor. "Saying Pokèmon is only allowed in the Vent Room and the Clean Room."
"You must be crazier than us," continued Samantha, as though nothing had happened.
"Less talk, more eat!" shouted the counselor again. "You can talk later, in the Vent Room."
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokèmon or Atlantis.
Part 5
7:29 AM ~ Day 1
Thomas and Tonya talked for a while.
"Well, Thomas, I think we have a unique case with you, so-"
DING!
"Oh! Movie time!"
"What are we watching?"
"Atlantis."
-----------------------------------------------------
IN THE LIVING ROOM
-----------------------------------------------------
"The Shepherd's Journal, the key to finding Atlantis, lies not in Ireland, but in Iceland! Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now."
RING!
"Would you excuse me for a second? Cartography and Linguistics, Milo Thatch speaking."
Thomas was almost asleep. This was the most boring movie he had ever watched. He was beginning to regret attempting to reach the Pokèmon world. Even worse, they had confiscated all of his Pokèmon things! Before he knew it, he WAS asleep.
I wanna be the very best
Like no one ever was
To catch them is my real test
To train them is my cause
I will travel across the land
Searching far and wide
Teach Pokèmon to understand
The power that's inside
Pokèmon, gotta catch 'em
It's you and me
I know it's-
Someone was shaking him awake. "How are you ever going to cleanse your mind of Pokèmon if you don't watch this?"
"This journal is his gift to you. Atlantis is waiting."
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LATER
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"We would sell roses, carnations, babies' breath. One day, we're making about 6 dozen of these corsages for the prom, you know, the ones they put on their wrist; and they all come running in shouting 'Where is it? When is it? Does it match my dress?' It was a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas-"
What does this have to do with Atlantis? Thomas was wondering.
DING!
"Lunchtime!"
They piled into the kitchen as the counselor stopped the movie in the middle of Vinny's rant.
The other kids had their straightjackets taken off and they introduced themselves. The brown-haired boy said, "I'm Steve Louis." The blonde girl said, "My name is Samantha Lee."
The lunch was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, tomatoes, and bananas. "They told us about you," said Steve.
"You're Thomas Andrew Parker," Samantha added. "You thought you were in the Pokèmon world."
"No saying Pokèmon!" snapped a counselor. "Saying Pokèmon is only allowed in the Vent Room and the Clean Room."
"You must be crazier than us," continued Samantha, as though nothing had happened.
"Less talk, more eat!" shouted the counselor again. "You can talk later, in the Vent Room."
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Review, and I'll review at least one of yours!