"Jiving us that we were voodoo."

Mick had ventured out into the Wilds and had managed somehow to make friends with a rather strange coloured creature. It was a Pokemon as he had now found out through others' wisdom and was now walking back into the Plaza with his new friend. As for names? Well, it had to have a name, didn't it? So, he went along with Marshall because the thing looked cross between an amp and an electric guitar. It even had fret boards on it's chest, or they looked like mini ones. A few sparks came off Marshall's body as he air-guitared in the middle of the Plaza, just happy he had found a new owner, or Trainer, as was the correct usage of words.

What would Ziggy or any of the other Nexus residents think of his new friend? Hopefully, Marshall got along with cats because the townhouse was full of them. Would the Decepticons get along with the Toxtricity? Maybe Soundwave would? Either way, Mick was now jamming out on his own guitar with his new friend making quite a bit of noise. Others would surely turn up to see what all the celebration was about since the electric sounds carried for quite a bit.

"Hey, that's pretty good, mate. Nice riffs there."

Marshall nodded and although he could not speak, he was good with using sound to communicate back to Mick. Pokemon always found a way to talk to their owners.