"So... this spot right here is where it all began?" Cherrim asked May as they and Diancie were watching May's younger self with the others, trying not to mess up the space time continuum by keeping May out of sight from herself.

"Yep!" May stated proudly as she let out a wet trumpet fart, blushing from hearing how loud her gas blast was. "Although maybe I should keep myself hidden..."

"...Huh?" The younger May remarked as she squinted her eyes, folding her arms together. "...I could have sworn I heard something in here..."

"Boy, I can't wait until the eighth gym!" Ash exclaimed with confidence, repeating his dialogue from the first chapter, this time traveling experiment being the first time he spoke in the story for a very long while. "We're going to completely wipe the floor there! Literally!" He then began wiping the ground with a mop.

"Pika!" Pikachu shouted, smashing a nearby rock with his Iron Tail attack as he then used Thunder on himself to electrify the mood, pumping his arms.

"Don't mind me. I'm just here." Brock stated as he simply waved his right hand, making his presence known.

Max took off his glasses and cleaned them up, placing them back on, turning around to face Ash as he moved his arms around. "Hey Ash, is it possible that we may be going to another region soon?"

Ash, Pikachu, Brock, May, and all of the team's other Pokemon froze as they stared at Max, laughing their heads off as Max shrugged, somewhat confused by all of the laughter pointed at him.

"Man, these guys look like dorky friends." Diancie stated to May, simply shaking her head.

May scoffed, turning to Diancie as she fanned away another deep pitched poot she let out. "Trust me, there's more to these guys than it seems..."

Team Rocket, who was hiding across from the time travelers, were confused as to why there were two Mays, with the younger May approaching the bush, observing it as she then turned around and farted into it, sighing of relief.

"You've got to be kidding me," Jessie groaned as she slapped her forehead using her right hand. "Now there's two of them?"

"And we thought just one twerp was bad enough..." James sighed as he shook his head, brushing back his purple hair with his left hand. "Why must we always deal with this kind of stupidity?"

"Yeargh... I feel like this is one long prank on us..." Meowth complained as he was looking at his paw, summoning his claws. "If I could just get one scratch on her..."