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  • The Hunted Ralts!/Transcript
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  • Charmander: (stands ready) Char.... Sugar: Aww, it's so cute!!!! (runs up to it) Hi there! Ralts: Ralts? (Ralts decides it likes Sugar) Ralts! Cupcake: Bulb saur! Bulbasaur! Caber: (comes up) She sure seems to like you. Ralts: Ralts! (Ralts cuddles up to Sugar) Ralts Ralts! Caber: Who are you? Man: I'm Johnny. I believe you have my Ralts? Ralts: RALTS! Ralts Ralts Ralts! (Ralts uses psychic power to show them that Johnny kidnapped her and wanted to sell her for money) Caber: (understanding) Well I don't think she wants to be sold, buster. Caber: Charmander, use Smokescreen! Joel: Two words: Scary. Dude.
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  • Charmander: (stands ready) Char.... Sugar: Aww, it's so cute!!!! (runs up to it) Hi there! Ralts: Ralts? (Ralts decides it likes Sugar) Ralts! Cupcake: Bulb saur! Bulbasaur! Caber: (comes up) She sure seems to like you. Ralts: Ralts! (Ralts cuddles up to Sugar) Ralts Ralts! Caber: Who are you? Man: I'm Johnny. I believe you have my Ralts? Ralts: RALTS! Ralts Ralts Ralts! (Ralts uses psychic power to show them that Johnny kidnapped her and wanted to sell her for money) Caber: (understanding) Well I don't think she wants to be sold, buster. Caber: Charmander, use Smokescreen! Charmander: Char! (unleashes Smokescreen) Joel: Two words: Scary. Dude. Caber: We gotta get as far away from that creep as possible! Sugar: (nods) There's a shortcut to Viridian City, but it takes at least three days to get there. Sugar: Again, it takes a few days. Joel: Anything to get away from that monster. Caber: Agreed. Sugar: Ok, then. (She walks down a pathway, with the others following behind) Sugar: I think I'll catch you! Caber: Better do it now while ya still have the chance. Sugar: I think I'll call you.... Sprinkle! Sugar: C'mon, guys! Caber: Right behind ya! Joel: Guys, wait up! Joel: Ohhhh! You like- Caber: (looks back) I think we've managed to give that poacher the slip. Sugar: Mm-hmm!