“Whoa, it’s Mike! Yo yo, we met your mom, Syrup!!”” A Lopunny shouted to Mike a few feet
“...what the heck, who are you guys?” PK was slightly annoyed at the two Pokemon who sat at the table a few feet across from the booth. “Mike, you know these two bozos?” PK poked at Mike’s shoulder, expecting to blame him for this interruption.
“Uh... well, no I don’t know them either.” Mike had never met these two, so how could he know?.
“Oh, you two must be those ‘Bandit Brothers’ that Master Foo informed me of.” Shroomsworth seemed to be on top of things.
“Geck-- hey, how’d you know about us?” The Lopunny, Buddy, was startled by Shroomsworth’s knowledge of them. “It’s quite simple, Master Foo is a dear friend of mine, and he recently told me of two exceptional students of his that passed his training. You should be proud of yourselves.”
“Yeah yeah, well, you two were eavesdropping in on us while not dropping coins into my purse... so you know what? We’re out! C’mon Shroomy, let’s blow this stand.” PK hopped onto the spine of the booth and then leapt over Mike in an impressive display of acrobatics.
“W-what? Madam! What about your--”
“Forget it!! Let’s go!” PK was just absolutely eager to abandon the Vanilla Jasmine tea she found so vile.“...really now. She leaves me at the edge of the rope and expects me to climb it?”
Shroomsworth muttered under his breath.
“I’m gonna leave you behind!” PK yelled at Shroomsworth from the entrance near the roof. Shroomsworth slowly got up from his seat after picking up his cane and hobbled toward the ladder... another strenuous activity made harder from his broken leg.
Fifth excerpt from Mike's story!