"All right is that everyone?" Gary looked over the crowd of trainers and spotted the taller bloke in the back with the Roselia on his shoulder. "Get up here man, I don't have all day."

Erik sheepishly stepped forward through the group. "Right, sorry." He slowly made his way up to the Viridian Gym Leader, who was impatiently holding onto the last Pokedex. However, as Erik went to grab to Pokedex, the Pidgeys started flying off as a commotion was coming from behind the group.

"Trainers, there you are! I have your Pokedexes right here!" Professor Oak came charging up from entryway, carrying around a sizable box in his arms. "Come get them while they're still good and blank!"

"Grandpa what the hell! They aren't..." Gary's face went almost blank as he saw what the Professor's box actually contained. "Are those just broken iPods smeared with ketchup?!? What are you even doing with that many iPods??" 

"I find them on my walks! Careless trainers chuck them out, so I fix them up, wipe them clean and put a fresh coat of paint on them! They're good as new! You should know that by now, Grandson...eh, Grandson...what was his name again?"

Meanwhile, distracted by the sight of the old man trying to pass off his condiment-infused creations as Pokedexes, Erik wasn't paying attention to his own actual device and dropped the slim Pokedex onto the cold parque floor. Shocked and fearing the worst for the slim looking electronic device, Erik shouted, "Oh shit!"

A moment of clarity struck the Professor. "That's right! I remember now! His name is Oh Shit!"

Gary's face was glowing rage at the realization of what had just happened...again... "What! You better be fucking kidding me, old man! You better be FUCKING JOKING!"

"Calm down, oh shit! Calm down. I can hear you fine. Just make sure the trainers take their Pokedexes! I'm going to go feed the Magikarp! Oh shit, lock the door when you're done."

It looked like Gary was ready to stuff live Voltorbs in the Professor's pants but instead he turned his rage on the trainer who had the unfortunate timing and foul mouth. "You son of a bitch. It took me FIVE YEARS! FIVE! To finally convince him my name wasn't ASSHAT!" He stuck a finger in Erik's face. "You have about two minutes to get the fuck out of my sight, or so help me Arceus, I will ram a Tauros head so far up your ass, you'll be coughing out Horn Attacks!" Erik's tough and distant facade was melted away into brick-dropping fear at the violent anger the Viridian Gym Leader was showing. "Now anyone else have any fucking questions before you all get the same farewell speech?!?"