Last time on the B&M Show:Ony: This is the place..Greyson: ...Ony: Soon, we will be stars! Frillish Stars!Greyson: ...Ony: Alright.. I'll save the celebration for later.------------Trapped. The latest attack on the door had no effect at all at opening it. Martyr stood shocked, her most powerful attack failing to even open a door.Martyr: How did that have no effect?!?Up running came Burrito to check on her.Burrito: You okay, Marty?Martyr: Again, I’m fine Burrito. If anything, I’m more hurt that NOTHING happened. How did a door BEAT me?!?Burrito: I-I'm not sure Marty. Maybe just this one is too tough?Martyr: Too tough?!? Burrito, did you even see the door when we came in? It's just a steel door and fire should have been effective against it, yet nothing happened!Burrito: Marty, I am just as lost as you.. I don't know.Martyr sighs.Martyr: What did those two call themselves?Burrito: Frillish... I believe.Martyr: Frillish... Frillish... Frillish...Burrito: Um-Martyr: Quiet! I'm trying to get it into my head for later.Burrito: O-ok.The two continued to ponder and question the door, not knowing of the shaking ticking time bomb near them.Sam: T-trappedtrappednonnono...It was an all-too-familiar sight. Trapped in a box with nowhere to go.Sam: N-n-nononononoboxnoboxnopc...PC. The word shook him to his core. He never wished to be ever trapped in a box again, but...Water.Not from the door, but above; though the vent that connected the room to the hallway.Sam: E-escape? ESCAPE!Quickly without thinking, he dashes for the door, knocking both Burrito and Martyr back. His eagerness is unrewarded, however, as the vent is a bit too tall for him to reach.Sam: C-come on… so close, so close!Burrito: Wha?Martyr: You’re lucky I didn’t react to being punted aside- ...wait, what are you even doing?Sam: No time! Escape is near! B-but I just can’t reach it…Burrito and Martyr look up at the vent Sam was hopelessly trying to reach.Burrito: A vent? Sam, why did you say earlier!Sam: U-um….Martyr: Save it; I’d rather talk reasons later and get being stuck in here over with.Burrito: What do you have in mind then?Martyr: Easy, we burn things.Burrito: Marty… is your go to thing always ‘burn it down’?--------------------------------------------------------------Brian: Where’s Burrito? The show is starting now!Ony: I hope they didn’t get lost.Brian: Lost? Burrito knows this places like the gem on his forehead. I doubt he would get lost.Aen and Ony (who was holding the bowl of Greyson) stood near Brian near the stage entrance. The PA system had begun the countdown for the show to begin, and the three stars were nowhere to be seen.PA: Welcome one, welcome all to the B&M Show! Your favorite stars are just around to corner, so get ready for fun!They could hear the audience cheer from their position.Greyson: …Aen: That’s… a lot of people.Ony: More people to impress!Brian: But we need the hosts! We can’t run the show without them!Ony: We’ll do it.Brian: Wha-Ony: I said we will do it, right brother?Aen: Y-yes!Greyson: …Brian: But that is against normal policy! Is this even allowed?Aen: Ummm..Ony: It most definitely is!Brian: But-The worry-bird was unable to finish before Ony grabbed Aen and rushed toward the stage.Brian: Hey! W-wait!--------------------------PA: And here we go! Please welcome your favorite hosts, Burrito and Martyr!The crowd roared and prepared to see their hosts. As the darkness on stage began to recede and the curtain rising, what they got on the other side was not what they expected.Ony: HI!Aen: Um… hi!Greyson: …Silence followed their entrance before the voices began to shout.Voice: Who are you?Voice: Where’s Burrito?!?Voice: Don’t tell me I was jipped!The occasional shout turned into a cacophony as many voices began to voice their complaints and surprise to not seeing the two hosts but instead two Frillish.Ony: Hey! Um…Aen: Ony, what do we do?!?The voices don’t stop. That is until their attention is brought upon the bowl.Greyson: …Through sheer luck, Ony had set down the bowl right on a switch, bringing down the back screen revealing a set of game of Pokemon Red just for TPP.Voice: A game!Voice: AVoice: Select for select sect!Voice: We must go to the options menu!But nothing happened when they tried.Voice: IT’S BROKEN!Voice: RIOT!Voice:the thing is-One voice was unable to continue his sentence before being removed completely from existence.Voice: Voice: They perma’ed him! What did he even do?!? RIOT!The cacophony grew once more, and Ony and Aen were unable to stop it. Even the two guards, M4 and T4, we having a tough time trying to calm down hundreds of voices.The two Frillish were distraught with worry.Aen: Onyyyyyyyy! This isn’t going well at all!Ony: C-calm down! I’m thinking of something!Greyson: …With a quick move in his bowl, Greyson moved up to near the top. All of a sudden, the game on screen began to play.“Hello, and welcome to the world of Pokemon!”Greyson stayed in the same spot and the game continued to progress. Soon it reached the name and Greyson moved in accordance, though without sometimes accidentally triggering random actions.The audience was blown away.Voice: How did that fish-Voice: Fish be praised! Praise the fish!Voice: #Fishforpresident2016 Voice: What’s its name?It took a second for the question to register with the Frillish brothers, but they soon reacted.Ony: His name is Greyson!Voice: Greyson.Voice: Praise Greyson!Voice: Lol, a fish playing TPP. EleGiggleGreyson: …He continued to move around in the bowl, albeit at a slower pace; all the while the voices watched as he progressed on.---------------------------Martyr: (I am either living a dream… or a nightmare.)She stood at the top of a pillar made up of objects in the room and Burrito himself. In front of her at the same height sat the vent.Burrito struggled a bit to keep Martyr up, but was able to manage.Martyr: ...before I go burning this, you sure you can actually lift my weight?Burrito: I-i’m fine Marty. Just do it before I can’t.Martyr: Fine.With a small breath, she releases a small set of embers at the frame, distorting its shape and making it fall right off of it’s foundation. The vent now lay open and she didn’t waste any time jumping from Burrito’s hold into the vent.Problem was, the vent was still wet.Martyr: Eruugh… nobody told me it was WET in here!!!Burrito: It’s not that much water, you should be ok.Martyr: Just ok? I’m going to be an absolute mess!Burrito: I never thought you cared that much for looks…Martyr: I at least TRY to be reasonably looking. I don’t want to be trashy.Burrito: And you aren’t trashy either. At least, I hope you aren’t literally.Martyr: (Oh Burrito-brain, sometimes a little too pure…)Working her way through the vent, she is able to reach the other side and jump back onto the hallway floor. With just a simple twist, she unlocks the door and opens it up.Martyr: And done.Sam: FREEEEDOM!!!He quickly bolts to leave the confined space, again knocking Martyr and Burrito off their feet.Burrito: Well… someone's happy.Martyr: Don’t even mention it. We have other things to do now.Burrito: Y-yes! The show!---------------------------The voices, still mesmerized, watched as the fish continued to walk randomly inside Red’s House. Greyson had begun to move slower and slower, and Ony took notice of it.Ony: Hey… are you ok Greyson?Greyson: …Ony: You sure? I can take you back if you’re not feeling well.Greyson: …Ony: All right, if you say so…He continued to move around his bowl, until a shout emerged from backstage.Brian: BURRITO! Where have you been?!?!?Ony: Uh oh….Aen: How did they break out so fast?Greyson: …Ony: Look, I made sure everything was set up right. Nothing should have gone wrong!Greyson: …Out quickly from the back came running Burrito, Martyr, and Sam. The voices broke from their mesmerization to cheer on the real hosts. However, the host themselves did not look all that happy.Martyr: Alright you two, no more games!Ony: You mean three!Martyr: …Greyson: …Burrito: Two, three, it doesn’t matter. All I ask and want to know is why? Why did you try to lock us in a room and take over the show yourselves?Ony: Fame!Aen: Um…Burrito looks saddened by the fact.Burrito: Just fame? Nothing else? Not fun, not enjoyment, not anything but the sheer fame??? I…Martyr steps in.Martyr: Look, what he wants to say is get the hell out; and if you don’t it might get a bit nasty.Burrito: I never said tha-Martyr puts up a paw.Martyr: Burrito, let me handle this.Ony: And how are you going to do that? We’re water types and you are a fire type. We have a clear advantage here.Aen: Y-yea!Greyson: …Martyr: Oh really.She shows her claws and her face turns into an evil scowl. The two Frillish are absolutely spooked.Ony: G-grrah!!!Aen: N-nonono! We’re preparing to leave now. I swear!Ony: Y-yea... isn’t that right Greyson?Silence.Ony: Greyson?More silence for the two.Aen: Greyson? What’s the matter?The two look at his fishbowl and find the fish unmoving. A normal act of Greyson, however he was not responding to any comment.They voices took notice too.Voice: Hey, why did the fish stop moving?Voice: You think it died?Voice: No! He didn’t die, he only… went to sleep, yes! BibleThumpVoice: RIP fish 2015-2015.Ony: You don’t think that she might have….Aen: Flareon!!!Martyr looked stumped.Martyr: What did I even do?Ony: You’re a fish killer!Aen: The worst of the worst!Martyr: Wha-Burrito: Martyr isn’t a fish killer.Ony: Yes she is!Aen: She took our only chance at fame!Ony: And now Greyson is…Aen: …Ony: We’re LEAVING!Taking both the bowl in one tentacle and Aen in the other, he rushed right out of the studio; past M4 and T4 who did nothing to stop them.Burrito: U-um…..Martyr: And good riddance.Burrito: I wouldn’t say that Marty…Voice: Yea! You’re a Fish killer!!!!!Voice: #FalseProphetKilledTheFish Voice: #VengenceForGreyson Martyr: Grrr… I don’t need another list on my name voices!!!!And so, another day had passed in the wacky and wonderful land of the B&M Show. Burrito took the opportunity to discuss a few things with the audience before ending the show early, hoping that they would get a nice easy day to relax with.….or at least they hoped.---------------------------Burrito: A-AAAAAAAAAH! What happened to me?!?!Martyr bursts into the room Burrito is in, reacting to his shout.Martyr: Oh no….In front of her stood not Burrito, but moe Burrito in all human form. If he wasn’t already, he looked female now.Martyr: NYBERIM!!!!!Behind her in the hallway stood Miensha, who had stayed behind while Nyberim was away, with a sly smile on her face.Miensha: Looks like Burrito has a case of human-itis, doesn’t it?Martyr: Grrr… I told you two to stop with the moe madness! It’s absolutely deplorable!Miensha: Hey now, don’t blame me. It wasn’t my idea.Martyr: Who even cares! You were a part of this plot, and that makes you a culprit!Miensha looks straight at Martyr.Miensha: It’s only temporary, Flareon, Burrito will be normal in a day...hopefully.Martyr: Rrrrrgh…. you’re lucky that your master isn’t here, or he would get a lesson of moemon all on his own!Miensha: (Can you even moe-ify a human?)