(Call to action)
(8:00 A.M., Scene opens on a candy shop/deli near a 3-way intersection in the middle of a barren wasteland on planet Titania)
(Heero is mindlessly packing and unpacking goods. Ryo arrives in his truck. Heero goes out to meet him)
Heero: Hey Ryo!
Ryo: Hey Heero!
Heero: What'cha got for me today Ryo?
Ryo: Your 85 boxes of Pixie stix finally came in…oh, and some Pepperoni.
Heero: Sweet. Come on in, I've got something to show you!
Ryo: Ok, but I can't stay long. I've got to deliver these 35 cans of gas to The Red Guy down the road.
(Heero leads him to the back room)
Heero: Now remember how you told me that you can’t summon your armor anymore?
Ryo: Yeah, I forgot the incantation.
Heero: Well, I was thinking about it, and since I never really get any customers, I made you some new armor! I call it, the armor of Bolognia (bo-log-knee-a).
Ryo: Um...Heero...that's made of bologna. And I think it's rancid.
Heero: That's not just any stale bologna; it's REALLY stale bologna! I put it in that aging chamber over there, and I put some chemicals on it so it wouldn't just disintegrate.
Ryo: It smells really bad. I think I'm gonna pass out.
Heero: Just put a clothespin over your nose and you'll be fine. Hey, think of it this way: your enemies won't be able to get near you!
Ryo: ...Heero, have you been eating the Anubis brand meats again?
Heero: I'm serious! Look, it can withstand a beam-sword attack.
(Heero takes a beam-sword out of a box in one of the piles and vigorously chops the armor. It doesn't leave a scratch)
Heero: See?
Ryo: But...um...it's a few sizes too small!
Heero: ...damn.
(Heero throws the armor over his shoulder into random pile of junk)
Heero: Well, back to the drawing wall.
Ryo: Better luck next time Heero.
Heero: All right. I'll help you unload my Pixie sticks.
(Heero and Ryo unload the shipment and Ryo drives off. Heero begins moving boxes to the back. He is interrupted by the sound of an engine in the distance, and looks out the window. He sees Ryo's truck coming back)
Heero: Huh? What could he still…
(Heero then notices that it isn't Ryo in the driver seat. A strange looking man is driving the truck at 90 mph toward him)
Heero: !!!
(Heero runs out of the way as the huge truck smashes through his front door and into his back wall. The truck explodes and destroys the shop. The driver, who jumped out at the last second, begins to rise)
Heero taking out his pistol: Freeze!
Deranged man: LONG LIVE POKEMON!!!
(The man explodes. Heero stands there with a glazed look on his face as he tries to comprehend what just happened. Then he notices a figure squirming through the sand)
Heero: Ryo?
(Heero rushes to him, unties and ungags him)
Heero: What happened?
Ryo: Some crazy guy knocked me out and stole m...MY TRUCK!!!
(Ryo notices the pile of flaming wreckage)
Heero: My pixie sticks.
Ryo: Don't you mean your shop?
Heero: Huh? Oh, yeah, that too.
Ryo: Who was that?
Heero: I don't know. He shouted something about Pokemon and blew himself up.
Ryo: So what do we do now?
Heero: We should go to town. We'll need a place to stay.
Ryo: Correction: you'll need a place to stay. I have a bed.
Heero: Don't you live in your truck?
Ryo: Yeah, and?
Heero: ...whatever. Do you know of any vehicles we could use?
Ryo: There's one right over there. (Points to destroyed truck)
Heero: Um...yeah...I-
Ryo: It’s fine. It's made of some kind of super metal. It could handle a little 35-gas can explosion and a crash.
Heero: ...so wait, if the truck's ok then why were you so upset?
Ryo: I just got it detailed!
Heero: Oh...ok...so let's go.