(Note: when ever I put * when a someone is talking it is a translation)
"Wait! Master Peter is being chased by a giant BOULDER! Oh how he should have listened to me when I said don't take ancient artifacts that are seemingly left out in the open. Ah, nevermind.", Pidgeot thought to itself as it flew up to the top of the ship.
"HEY! I NEED A DANCER!", she screamed as she raised her wings into the air.
A Gardevoir appeared. "You requested me."
"My master is running from a boulder."
"It seems that karma is finally catching up with him."
"Can you help him. He's not really that bad when you get to know him."
"*sigh*Yes. I guess so."
Meanwhile in Navel Rock Forest...
"Tortera!",Peter screamed as he saw the boulder come thundering towards his pokemon(which was stuck in some mud). Suddenly, the boulder fell into a large hole (that Peter swore wasn't there before) and Tortera got unstuck.
"Aww man, that was like Indiana Jones or something, huh Tortera?
"*I guess. Ugh, do you have anymore roast Magikarp?"
"No, Umbreon ate the last of it."
Tortera then gave Umbreon a look of I-so-want-to-kill-you-right-now and then said,"*We should get back to the camp. I'm feeling really tired."
"*And this is coming from the guy who slept all day while we set up camp and actually worked!", Zoroark said.
"*Well sor-ry!"
"Guys, settle down. Lets go back to the camp.", Peter said. The Pokemon nodded in agrement.
Back with Pidgeot...
Pidgeot was thinking of how to get the attention of the girl and... other people but how. Then she remembered. That girl can talk to Pokemon. (Just like Master Peter!) She also realized something: the sun was setting, she needed a place to rest. She was definatley going to have to find that girl. So she raced back the (now broken) window where she had met the girl at before(and still was), swooped into the room, and screeched,"I need some help here!"
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Items: 5000PD(PokeDollars),Max revive, (broken) PokeGear, Ultra Balls (x20), a potion, the Blue Shard, the Silver Bell