[The video starts off moving through the trees, which might not be all that odd considering the number of times Pokemon have gotten their trainers' pokegear away from them. There's a backpack hanging from a nearby branch, so they're not far away either, maybe.
Oh, wait, did you see that flash of red? Maybe you heard a colorful demonstration of dialogue followed by a loud crash. Kind of like someone falling out of a tree?]
SERIOUSLY?! What kind of crazy place is this-- [Climbling out of the bushes, throwing a fallen branch out of her path...] --that I can't even move through the trees?!
[The view shifts for a better look. What sounds a lot like Chimchar-type giggling can be heard as it pans down to its trainer, a woman with bright red hair, picking and throwing twigs from her hair. She stops to check on a few scratches on her arm when she hears the snickering and directs her gaze upwards suspiciously.]
... Ah--
[And then she looks stunned, and then she looks angry. Oh crap.]
KONJOOOOO! What part of laying low was uncl-- [END FEED.]
If no one has told you, this place is when when it comes to other worlds and time. You'll never know who you'll meet.
[He has a conniving thoughtful look on his face, as he ponders something]
I seem to remember a while back, I talked to a red haired girl. She was throwing a royal hissy fit over having a tiny pokémon and then named it after this guy she apparently hated because it was as stupid as he was.
What was his name again, Manato, Munato, Monato ....
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Old what? Were you about to call me an old hag? And what's with that laughter all of a sudden??