-From the Perspective of Percy Powers the Pikachu-

"Distress signals from the Mantyke Colony have hit the news today folks! It seems as if a terrible catastrophe is unfolding as we speak! Will we do anything to help? No folks because this is New Dice City! That is it for the 7:00 news this morning," said the news reporter on the screen. I turned off the TV. Distress signals? The Mantyke Colony has like no enemies because they never try to conquer any other place. The only natural resource there is water because that is all they need besides their food imports. I guess they do export what they call "Man-Made Oven Mittens," but I don't see why anybody would conquer them for that reason. Well time to do what every average person in society does and forget about it right?

"Hey Percy! Why are you just staring into the ceiling like that?" Kaleb asked me. Oh yeah. Kaleb, Scarlet, and Ariel were over in the morning for whatever reason. We just do things like this at convenient times. The door burst open and two shadowy figures rushed in. The wore dark blue robes with unicorn patches sewed on. Wait what? One was big. I wouldn't say muscles. More like fat. Yes. Lots of fat. The other one was average size. He wasn't very agile though. He was just average. The fat one mumbled something.

"Target acquired," he said. The both did a terribly executed tuck and roll towards us. One of them pulled a sack out and tried to bag me with it. I simple kicked the two away, These guys were softer than a pillow. The bumped into a wall and their hoods fell down. They were Mantykes.

"What the heck are you doing busting into a house!" I shouted.

"Yeah. If you're gonna kidnap someone, do it right," Scarlet said in her monotone voice.

"Uh? There's a perfectly uh? Logical? Explination for all this," said the fat one.

"Fine. Talk," I said. The tiny one got up.

"Hello friends. I'm Clean Mantyke and this here is my brother Chub-Tyke," said the average one as he gestured towards Chub-Tyke.

"Is that because you're the fat one?" Kaleb asked.

"Hey! Words hurt like stones you know!" said Chub-Tyke.

"Shut up! Oops. Sorry. Didn't mean to yell there. We are messengers from the Mantyke Colony," explained Clean Mantykes.

"More like kidnappers," I said.

"WHAT! NO! Sorry. Caps lock."

"What?"

"Not the problem!" Clean Mantyke shouted.

"Fine. Keep talking," I said.

"Ok! Ok! Sheesh! We only want a little help ok. So there are these strange objects all over Mantyke Colony. We don't know what they are, but we assume that they can't be good. So we'd like your city knowledge to come help us," the mantyke said.

"City Knowledge? Meh. I'm bored so I'll go. Friends, you're coming too because I rule the world mwahaha! Done," I said.

We took a train. Yes its a train that goes under the water to a small island known as Mantyke Colony. New Dice City is a coastal city in the west of the United States so by the laws of "look-at-a-map," Mantyke Colony is in the Pacific Ocean. We arrived to an island with a giant glass dome around it. It was like they were sealing themselves in. The inside was oxygen of course. Mantykes can breathe air and water.

As we walked in, several things seemed off.

"Hey, why are their no guards or anything?" Kaleb asked.

"Oh we Mantykes believe in friendship and no harm to others. It's the nice thing to do!" Chub-Tyke chirped in.

"Why is there no noise or anything?" Scarlet asked.

Clean Mantyke provided an answer, "It's not time for noise yet. That's from 9:00 A.M. to 9:00 P.M."

"You have times for noise? What else?" I asked.

"Well, we have time for eating, singing, doing nothing, and dancing!" Chub-Tyke explained.

"Our ruler and equal, Johonson, has placed order in our society and has restricted bad for our development," Clean Mantyke said. Seems kind of like a form of communism. Maybe more of a dictatorship if you ask me, but everytime I asked Clean Mantyke, he'd screech and hiss at me until I let it go. I have developed a pika theory that Clean Mantyke may be a vampire. Hmmm?

We arrived at a small and tiny wooden door with a small scratched up sign that said Mantyke Colony. Clean Mantyke simply opened the door with no problem. No key. No knock. He just opened it. These Mantykes practically let anything in. Then again, nobody wants to come here except other Mantyke and the occasional reporter, but these guys always stay secluded to the outside world.

"So Clean Mantyke, what are these things you're talking about? I mean, what do they look like?" Ariel asked. She always asked the pika smart questions.

"Well, I can't remember much because I was so in shock when I fled that I forgot to take a long look, but from a glance I could see that it was green, it was ovalish, and it did not move at all."

"So a green Chub-Tyke?" Kaleb so rudely said. It's rude Kaleb to be so careless of other people's pika feelings. Shame. The buildings in the colony were all the same, dull wood and grey brick made up the housing and the other buildings.

Clean Mantyke pointed around the corner of a building, "There's one around this corner. You go ahead and We'll stay behind!"

After the Mantyke said that, he shoved us around the corner and jumped back behind to his wall. I saw what this whole "monster" was. My friends all did too. Now if I could be more disappointed, then I'd be more disappointed. (I couldn't think of a good analogie ok!) It was a.................... wait for it.,........................WATERMELON!

"They're watermelons? The monster is a watermelon? Is this a joke?" I asked,

"What's a watermelon? What's a joke?" the curious Mantyke asked. These guys were so secluded that they didn't even know what simple items were.

"Well a watermelon is a fruit," I said.

"Well I heard water but that doesn't look like water! Water is splashy and wet and that's cold, hard, and GREEN!" Chub-Tyke shouted.

"Alright. Clearly you guys need a crash course on Earth itself. We'll start with what you know," Ariel said.

"Ok. We eat Oatmeal, strawberries, water, more water, fried chicken, corn, bacon, tomatoes, bread, and salad! We don't cook it ourselves. Johonson chose a specific group of other Mantyke to cook it. All us Mantyke's do all day is chat, sing, dance, and read," Clean Mantyke explained.

"Wow. Such a bland life," I said.

"Look. I'm tired of being here so just take a set of encyclopedias and and read up about the world. The watermelons are safe and harmless. Chub-Tyke can even eat it, but he does eat everything so that's not a problem," Kaleb said.

"The hater's gonna hate hate hate hate hate, but I'm just gonna shake shake shake shake shake! I shake it off! I shake it off!" Chub-Tyke sang.

"Never EVER do that again," Kaleb said.

So after we gave them some lovely encyclopedias to read during their reading time (don't ask where we got them from. We'll just leave that to be a major plot hole that will never be fixed), we left only to have to come back literally two minutes later.

As we walked away from the dome, screams erupted from inside.

"What was that?" I shouted.

"Can't be anything bad. They scream about everything," Ariel said.

"But it's their quiet time!" I said.

"Let's go!" Ariel chirped. (Get it. Chirped cuz she's a bird. Well I guess it just makes it worse the more I explain it so I don't know why I'm still talking or technically typing.)

We burst in through the wooden door to find mass chaos everywhere. Mantykes were running around screaming in terror and were being chased by (you won't believe this) robotic watermelons. Whoever left the watermelons must have also programed them to do whatever they do. Clean Mantyke rushed up to us in a hurry.

"They took Chub-Tyke! I don't know where. I do know a safe place though! Up at the top of the giant clock tower in the middle of the dome!" Clean Mantyke shouted. Of course it was a clock tower. Clichés! Aren't they great?

So I guess the only method of attack the watermelons had was rolling over people. It worked cuz, goodness, they were huge and heavy. We rushed down a side street past several sporadic Mantykes (tell me if I used that incorrectly please.) A group of watermelons were right on our heels. I dashed forward past the rest of the group to the front. There I stood at the foot of a large clocktower. The door was open and I could see a stairwell inside.

"Up here!" I shouted.

"Well duh! We're not gonna stay down here!" Kaleb mockingly said.

"Well I knew that. Memememememe," I murmured. We rushed up. The watermelons rolled up along to follow us. I wonder what kind of thoughts the headline "Death by Watermelons: Several Kids Found Dead" would strike in people. Interesting. Now I'm curious. Too bad I'll be dead. I came up to a hatch. It was locked.

"Mantyke! It's locked!" I yelled.

"Give it a hug and it'll open!"

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Fine!" I shouted. So hugging a padlock is a funny sight to see, but you're reading so you see nothing! The door did open instantly. So if Mantykes have the kind of technology to use hug detecting locks, what other high tech stuff do they have? Song detecting blenders? Maybe a compliment sensing oven. The questions just create even more questions! Mind blown. We jumped up on the the very small roof and crowded up on top. I slammed the hatch door down. Watermelons have no hands. How could they hug? The hatch door bumped as the watermelons rolled into it and bounced off. Below was chaos. Not a Mantyke was in sight.

"So what now?" I asked.

"I don't know! We're stuck!" Clean Mantyke said.

"Then why'd you bring us up here!?" Kaleb scolded.

"I was under a lot of pressure ok!" Clean Mantyke pleaded. I shushed them. There was a small click. The hug lock was undone. Tha hatch door blew open and I flew off and almost over the edge of the roof. Too close Percy. Just too close. A large shadowy figure walked up onto the roof. Wait! Walked? The figure turned out to be Chub-Tyke, and his mouth was full.

He swallowed and spoke, "I almost was a goner until I realized, I could eat them! So I started eating watermelons and saving other Mantyke left and right. Now I have saved you!"

I don't know what scared me more. The watermelons or Chub-Tyke's appetite.

"Don't worry about me. I'll finish eating the rest of them in no time. You guys can leave and do whatever you do," he said. And just like that. Resolution! Does it feel incomplete? Well this story never said it wasn't going to have continuity. (Yep. A writer's secret to get you to read more. Mwuahaha!)