"Grass is a miserable thing. So small, so weak, and so pathetic,"
"The test subjects seems to sprout a large quantity of seeds when they consume grass gummis sir," The gardevoir announced to her superior.
"So it seems," The alakazam grumbled while stroking his whiskers. "But gummis are a more than somewhat expensive; tell me Anderson is there a cheaper substance available for use?"
"…Well there is one sir, but I am afraid it is rather unsavory,"
"What is it?"
"Manure, sir,"
"Manure?"
"Yes,"
"…..Anderson if such a cheap and abundant resource could produce such successful results, why didn't you bring it up in the first place?"
"Well I feel that it would be rather cruel to feed them such a vile energy source, sir,"
"Ethnics and morals have no place in science Anderson," The alakazam raised a shriveled hand to silence his assistants sputtering. "From now on their diets will consist of nothing but that substance. Understood?"
"…Yes sir," Anderson mumbled hesitantly.
"Good, now if you will excuse me; I have important matters to attend to," The alakazam limped of leaving the gardevoir to do her duties.
"This stuff takes like crap!" A sceptile hissed disdainfully.
"That's because it is crap!" A venosaur bellowed angrily.
"Yo! Thales can't you tell Andy to give us some decent grub around here?" A tropius complained.
An old torterra shook his heavy head slowly. "I am sorry my son but there is nothing I can do about this,"
The herd of grass pokemon screamed and screeched in indignation after hearing this proclamation.
"That's total tauros shit!" A carnivine shrieked.
"Yeah why the hell are we here anyway?" A vileplume asked disdainfully.
"Because we need to help the world become a better place!" A brelroom shouted mockingly.
For hours Thales could only sit and sigh as he was bombarded with verbal abuse and scorn by his former devout followers.
"My clan is quite upset by the recent exchange of feed," Thale wheezed tiredly.
"I am sorry," Anderson whispered shamefully.
"No, no. It is me who should apologize, for my companions are selfish and stingy about their gifts. We can survive on nothing but sunlight, water, and waste yet they wish to dine on luxuries such as fruits and sweets,"
"All creatures wish for a more comfortable existence,"
"And that is exactly why they will never get one. If we could all sheathe our greed we could make this world a wonderful paradise. We could erase pain, sadness, and hate; we could erase evil,"
Anderson gazed at the ground thoughtfully but did not respond.
"Ah finally we get to eat something edible!"
"Yeah! Who would have thought meat would taste so good!"
"Hey old fart you want some?" A mean servine prodded at a recently killed Thanes with his own leg. "Didn't think so!" The lizard snickered, amused by his own joke.