-POV: Kaleb

"Oh ****," I muttered under my breath.

"Do you have to curse with everything?" I heard Ariel complain.

So, picture this scenario. You and your friends, Percy and Ariel, are hanging out in house's backyard during a nice calm spring afternoon. Just as the sky turns a light purple, a giant rumble, followed by a giant robotic structure, decides to interrupt whatever good time you were having. (Seems like an appropriate time to curse if you ask me.)

"What is that thing?" Percy quietly asked. Just then, my phone vibrated. Ugh. It's Clean Mantyke. (Why did Ariel have to give him my number?) Out of all times, he decides it's time for a friendly conversation with his good pal Kaleb during the practical mini apocalypse of New Dice City. I begrudgingly answered my phone.

"What do you want now? My favorite color is still red if you're asking that for the fortieth time," I sighed as I answered.

"Oh good! I've been trying to call you for an hour now. Communications must've been opened up again. Also, still red? Try some variety. I'm feeling more of an orange mood today," Clean Mantyke frantically said through the phone.

"Whoa. Slow down. What's going on?"

"Johannsen was lying to us! Mantyke Colony is on conquest right now!" the Mantyke blasted through the speakers.

"Should that explain the giant machine moving towards the city?"

"That is Mantyke Colony! It's been mobilized. He's planning to take over New Dice City with his army once he reaches the center," Clean Mantyke explained.

"How do you know all of this stuff?"

"Well, the thing is, Chub-Tyke and I were always one of Johannsen's favorites for some reason, especially Chub-Tyke."

"Was it because Chub-Tyke would make the best meal?"

"What?! No! In Mantyke Colony, as you know, every Mantyke is the same. I follow that rule, but Chub-Tyke is the only different one. I'm sure you've noticed his difference in stature compared to me. Johannsen was intrigued by this and assigned Chub-Tyke a special assignment. The only reason I know about this was because Chub-Tyke is bad at secret keeping. Johannsen let me in on it and added me to it as well. Our goal was to keep record of our lives going to a New Dice City public school. The reason why, I don't know. It seemed simple and fun. As long as we made sure we never missed Peaceful Mantyke Time or any of the other designated activities, we were ok. Johannsen took Chub-Tyke with him to the central tower as his right-hand Mantyke. I'm sure Johannsen is up to no good. I need you guys to come help me!" Clean Mantyke babbled.

"Whoa whoa whoa. That's like scifi movie, futuristic society messed up," I said.

"I think a society where everybody works together and restrains from arguments sounds like a great idea!" Ariel piped in.

"Oh, why don't you just hop in with the Mantykes then. I'm pretty sure I see it sucking people up like an alien abduction. (Note to self, don't go underneath it.) I'd love to save the place I live in, but how are we supposed to get to you?!" I said.

"I'm in a small tower office by the edge of the Mantyke Colony Bubble Dome. There's a maintenance hatch right beside it. All you have to do is fly up there and get through the opening. Fly into the open window of my office and voila! You've arrived at your destination," Clean Mantyke explained.

"Sounds easy enough. Ariel and I can fly. I'll see you in a bit," I said as I shut my phone off. I looked over at Ariel.

"Ready to go?"

"Yep. Macy texted me too. She said that Scarlet, Lizzie, and she are safe inside the school building basement. I guess them getting detention kept them out of this mess," Ariel said.

"Um guys," I heard.

"What is it, Percy?" I asked.

"I can't fly."

"Oh yeah, that's right. Um. You can be ground control. Just use our phones as walkie-talkies," I told him.

"Murmurmurmurmur... I just get to be stupid ground control. What am I even supposed to do. Tell you how much closer Mantyke Colony is to New Dice Square. I bet you'll love hearing about how much less time you have left..." Percy whined.

"Just sit and stay Percy. If you want, go talk to my little sister. She likes you better than me," I said. With that, we flew off towards the very hulking piece of machinery that is Mantyke Colony.

Clean Mantyke was indeed correct. There is a hatch that was conveniently open over a small seashell shaped tower that I assumed was the one he had mentioned. Ariel and I flew down into the Colony and into an open window near the top of the tower. We landed in a modest looking office with turquoise green carpeting and sea blue wallpaper. Clean Mantyke was pacing around near a desk when we made our entrance.

"Oh! You came! So quickly too! Thank you soo much! I'd kiss you, but you'd probably hurt me," he said. (I would indeed hurt him if he kissed me.)

"Well. I don't care for Mantykes, but I'd rather not let them become our overlords," I said.

"Hey, I'm just curious, but why are you not wanting to go along with Mantyke philosophies?" Ariel inquired.

"You're my friends! I'd never wanna see you guys hurt or in distress! I like the normal world's ways better than Mantyke Colony law. I wanna change it!" Clean Mantyke cheered.

Clean Mantyke led us out of the office tower and through a maze of empty streets that led to the central tower, guarded by several Mantykes. Clean Mantyke apparently had almost unlimited access to every place in the Colony and led us right up to the top office of the tower that Chub-Tyke and Johannsen. The only problem was, Clean Mantyke's almost unlimited access was limited to everything except this one room we needed into, and the Mantyke guards wouldn't budge. We could still hear the voices of the Pokemon inside.

"Ground control to, uh, sky control. I'm still lonely. Your sister was at soccer practice. Over," I heard Percy say through my phone.

"It's a phone not a walkie talkie. And I'm sorry Arceus made Pikachus without wings," I said to shut him up and let me listen.

-POV: Chub-Tyke

Aw man. Two things are pretty bad right now. First of all, I dunno what's going on with Mantyke Colony and good ol' Johon, but it can't be good. Second, I'm hungry.

"Hey J-Tyke. What's up with all this? Where's Clean Mantyke? Why is the ground rumbling all of a sudden?" I inquired.

"Good observations Chub-Tyke. Very good indeed. I guess I can tell you everything since you were a crucial part to the plan.

As you know, many other Pokemon are different from Mantykes. As in, we all act alike, and other Pokemon tend to do differently. Outraged by the lack of order in New Dice City, costing me a job and friends, I decided to add order to all Pokemon, not just Mantykes," Johannsen explained.

"That's cool and all, but what am I here for?" I asked him.

"Oh yes! I was just about to tell you. Hang on, this is sorta a visual aid thing. Guards! Bring in three of the Pokemon!" Johannsen shouted. There was a shuffle of feet from behind the door the guards had previously gone into. I heard some loud shouts, but finally the door opened with the Mantykes walking three Pokemon, a Treecko, a Torchic, and a Mudkip into the room.

"You don't have to be side character guards! You can be more! Headline your own story! Oh hey, it's that fat Mantyke from school," the Treecko dramatically shouted.

"Ah yes, sorry about the disruption. This'll be over soon after I use the lovely invention that you had helped in the making of," Johannsen decided.

"What? What is it? Why are those Pokemon from my class here?" I asked again. (Something seems fishy, and that's not because we're water type.

"Ha! You can't assume that every Pokemon will bend to your will. Which is why I needed something that can sorta hypnotize the Pokemon into blindly following Mantyke law. Hence this lovely ray gun I am holding! It can manipulate the emotions and thoughts of a Pokemon to follow the Mantyke Colony. To make it, we needed to know all types of emotions and the way the Pokemon mind reacts to situations. Since all Mantykes would react the same, we needed a special group. One that isn't a control. Chub-Tyke, you're the experimental group. You were different, and so are your reactions. Thanks to the data in your journal, we were able to finally finish a prototype. Those three Pokemon are the test subjects for today," Johannsen revealed.

"Test subjects?! Chub-Tyke, what is all of this? Are you some evil servant or something?" the Treecko asked.

Am I? I always thought that Mantyke Colony was the supreme way of living. Then, come to think of it, I haven't really been living the Mantyke Colony way, and I've been as happy as can be.

"You know, since you made all this possible, I'm gonna let you have the first go. Start with the Torchic. She's a slob and won't stop spitting on the beautiful marble floors," Johannsen directed. He handed me the ray gun and stepped back.

I mean, this would help Mantyke kind. Right? I always wanna help my friends...

But my friends aren't Mantykes. They're victims of this, not benefiters.

"Johannsen, I'm sorry, but I can't do this. It's immoral and wrong. I have friends who would be turned into mindless Mantyke following zombies if this were to happen. I know you just want the best for us, but I can't."

"Wha, what are you saying? This is a joke, right? You know how us Mantykes love a good ol' joke!"

"Nope. It isn't. I can't do this Johannsen."

"Don't you care about Mantyke kind?! Think about how easy life would be if all Pokemon were the same. Arguments would be a thing of the past!"

"You know I'm not the thinking sort of Pokemon. I do. Which is why it's important that they become original Pokemon instead of copy and paste personality types. Sure, life would be less complicated if we were all the same, but it would be boring! There'd be nothing to talk about. Pokemon wouldn't be original from one another, and there wouldn't be any surprises. I've enjoyed meeting so many Pokemon during the course of this year. I have no regrets on that. I don't wanna let that go. Even though it did make me sadder than I normally would be, it also made me happier than I've ever been," I finished.

"You don't know what you're talking about! You're different anyway. I'm sure the other Mantykes will agree with me..."

Johannsen was cut off from grabbing the ray gun as two of the Mantyke guards apprehended him.

"Sorry boss. Chub-Tyke's right. I'm not exactly the same either. I play Magic the gathering on weekends at a store in the NDC mall. And my friend plays the tuba with some Piplups. Being the same is boring. I like having interest that I share with other Pokemon, but I also like the differences I have."

Several other Mantykes spoke from behind the door.

"I really like floral pattern t-shirts!"

"I think that sushi is better than shrimp!"

"The first Hunger Games movie will always be the best!"

Suddenly, the door burst open and in popped my brother Clean Mantyke.

"I WANNA HAVE A SMOOTH JAZZ BAND ONE DAY!" he shouted as he jumped to hug me. I saw Kaleb and Ariel quickly backing out of the doorway as more and more Mantykes shuffled into the room. Johannsen desperately tried to escape the Mantyke's hold.

"MANTYKE FLOP PILE!"

Instantly, all the Mantykes in the room piled onto Johannsen to stop him.

He was later locked up in Mantyke jail that day.

A COUPLE MONTHS LATER.

-POV: Kaleb

"Aw. It's too bad that Chub-Tyke and Clean Mantyke couldn't show up for the rest of the year. They weren't even able to make the last day of school," Percy said.

"I find it a relief that I didn't have to listen to they're weird Mantyke nonsense anymore. I needed a break," I said.

"I know you're at least a little glad we get to see them today Kaleb. So can you at least show it," Ariel scolded.

"Fine," I mumbled. We approached a bench in a park at Mantyke Colony and found two Mantykes (one considerably larger) sitting there waiting. They soon noticed us and waved.

"Hey guys! It's been so long! How ya been?" Clean Mantyke asked.

"It's been good. The only interesting thing that happened though was that Percy made Lizzie pass out by giving her a small kiss on the cheek," Ariel mentioned.

"Oops."

"So how did the whole Mantyke business get worked out?" Ariel asked. (Because I bet you all wanna hear about Mantyke politics.)

"Well, first of all, the Mantyke Colony is now a Democracy and we've elected our first leader a month ago. Johannsen was not executed because Mantykes can do no murder. He remains in jail, but is allowed to come out for chess nights at the library. As for the citizens, we've been embracing out newfound differences, and Mantyke Colony's moral has improved. All in all, I'd say it's a pretty satisfying ending if you ask me," Clean Mantyke explained.

"Good to hear. And since Mantyke Colony is open to the public again, you'll get to spend the whole summer, and next year with us!" Percy cheered.

"OH MY GOSH REALLY?! I thought Kaleb would disapprove!"

"Eh. I'll warn you if I get annoyed," I said.

"Oh, my goodness. Thank you so much. This means a lot to our Mantyke hearts," Chub-Tyke said.

"No problem. We had to make this ending even more conclusive anyway," I said.

"DO WE GET END CREDITS?!" Percy screeched.

-POKEMON UNIVERSE: THE MANTYKE COLONY-

STORY STRUCTURE BY: JOLLYMANTYKES

CHAPTERS BY: JOLLYMANTYKES

CHARACTERS: JOLLYMANTYKES, ITZCHANDELURE, and TACOJIRACHI

BASED ON: POKEMON UNIVERSE, BY ITZCHANDELURE AND JOLLYMANTYKES

SPECIAL THANKS TO CHUB-TYKE. FOR BEING SUCH A FUN CHARACTER TO WRITE

THE END.

(Cough* that was stupid.)