Again, I don't own camp lazlo or pokemon. They belong to their respective owners.

This story's setting is in a region that I am still making up. Therefore most people are OCs There might end up being a few OP(original pokemon) later in the story.

This chapter is shorter than the last one, but I believe it is still pretty good.

Right now I'm focusing on Lazlo and Clam. Slinkman and Edward will be in the story again by the end of the chapter.

Anyways, back to the story.

"Uhh... Lazlo?"

"yeah Clam?"

"Portal bad"

"Why do you think that?"
"Situation" Clam responded.

The two bean scouts were dangling over a lake, wrapped in string shots. There were about 5 wurmples surrounding them.

"Oh. Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Clam has idea!"
"what?"

"Clam cut rope with horns"

"Clam... you don't have horns anymore"
"Crap"

"Why don't we just try to wiggle out of these strings?"

"Never thought of that"

The two jellies wiggled and succesfully fell out of the silk ropes. Unfortunately, they forgot that they were dangling over a lake. They fell into the lake, causing a large splash, which made the wurples run off.

Inside the lake, they hit the bottom and started to float back up. Upon emerging from the water, they swam to shore and sat down.

"Clam?"
"yeah?"
"that was... THE MOST ADVENTUROUS THING EVER!"
"Yeah!"

So after that, they decided to try and get out of the forest.They wandered for a while. Soon, they ran into another wurmple.

"AHH! Bug monster!" Clam said, as he picked up a nearby rock and threw it. The rock hit the wurmple, opened up, then drew it inside.

"Weird rock!"

The "rock" wiggled twice, then made a ping noise.

Clam Caught a Lv 5 Wurmple!

"Where'd that voice come from?" lazlo wondered aloud.

Clam went over and picked up the "rock". He felt that it was warm.

"Weird rock!" he said, shoving it in his pocket.

Soon, after more wandering, they exited the forest and found themselves at the in a town.

"We should look around and ask someone where we are."

"Find person."

They walked through the town, past many buildings with closed doors. Finally, they found a large building with glass doors that slid open when they got near them. A sign nearby said "Professor Northern Dutch Elm's Laboratory".

"That's an odd name for a proffesor."

"Crazy name."

They walked in , and on the other side of the room was a man, who looked like he was in his late 30's. he had brown hair, and deep blue eyes. Lazlo walked up to him.

"Hello sir, I'm Lazlo. could you tell me and my friend Clam where we are?" He asked.

"Well, you're in Foreston Town."

"Oh. Alright."Lazlo responded, "While we were in the forest, my friend Clam threw a rock at a bug and it was pulled into the rock. What is going on, and why did that happen?"

"Well, that rock was probably a pokeball."
"What's a pokeball?"
"You don't know? Pokeballs are spherical objects used to capture pokemon that bug was a pokemon."

"What are pokemon?"

"Oh come on, you don't even know that?"
"Well, no, are we supposed to?"

"The entire earth is populated by pokemon. How could you not know?"
"Alternate universe!" Clam exclaimed.

"You're from an alternate universe?" The professor asked.

"Yeah. I think so"

"That's ridiculous, not to mention nearly impossible."

"But we are!"

"How can you prove it?"
Right as the proffesor asked the question, a time-space rip appeared a few feet from the, and spewed out an adult and a child, then closed. A smug smile then formed on clams face.The proffesor gaped.

"There you go!" Clam exlaimed.

"Uuugh, where are we, Slinkman? The child asked."And why are these weird things staring at us?"

Well, that's the end of the chapter. As you can see, Clam caught a wurmple. Stay tuned in to see what lazlo, Slinkman and edward will catch.