Original Date of Post: 05/25/2008
Narrator: The horror! The horror! It’s scary for any teenager in high school with this! It’s horrible! It’s terrifying! It’s…
Misty: An assembly?
Sakura: Yeah! The good news is that we all don’t have to go to first period. The bad thing is that we don’t know what this assembly is about. Marisa, do you have any idea what this assembly is about?
Marisa: No clue! All I know is that Principal Oak is making some sort of announcement.
Marcus: Maybe we’re getting our diplomas early! (All disagreeing)
Sakura: Somehow, I don’t think so!
Brock: I don’t recall any of our sports teams winning any big tournament so it can’t be that.
Ash: We don’t usually get irregular assemblies at the beginning of the semester. (The bell rings) But whatever it is, we’re going to find out soon enough.
Misty: We’ll meet you guys in the gym.
Sakura: We’ve got to go powder our noses. (The boys groan)
Marisa: Not me, I have to take a leak! I don’t wear make-up!
Brock: Wouldn’t hurt for you to do so. I wouldn’t be surprised if Tracey left you for his ex-girlfriend Daisy. I mean she is a beauty beyond all compare! (Dreamily) Oh Daisy! (Misty grabs his ear) Not the ear! Not the ear!
Misty: You are such a pig!
Marisa: Brock, you make a very good point. But on the other hand, shut your perverted mouth. (They walk away)
Brock: Girls! I can never figure them out! (In the bathroom)
Sakura: Maybe another faculty member died.
Misty: Maybe. Are you sure you don’t know what’s going on with this assembly?
Marisa: Do you mind? I’m trying to pee here!
Misty: (Sarcastic) Oh yeah. I really wanted to hear that.
Sakura: (Sighs) I guess it’s a wait and see process. (Toilet flushes)
Marisa: It can’t be anything too important though. (Runs water) But I have a suspicion that it’s going to be one of those lecture assemblies.
Misty: Say what?
Sakura: You know. Those are the assemblies we have where a former crappy athlete from some hick town close by talks about how he abused drugs or something along those lines. You know, that same old song and dance.
Marisa: Don’t you think we’re a little too old for that? (May runs in the bathroom)
May: OUT OF MY WAY! (Closes the door and vomits)
Misty: Whoa!
Marisa: I didn’t need to hear that!
Sakura: May, are you okay?
May: (Coughing) Yeah…I’ll be okay. (Continues vomiting)
Sakura: I’m going to get the nurse.
May: NO! I’m okay. It’s just a flu bug!
Sakura: Okay then. We’ll meet you in the gym when you’re done in there. (A few minutes later in the gym)
Misty: So it was the whole school that was called and not just the senior class.
Marisa: So we can rule out senior meetings now.
Sakura: Do you think that this is some sort of honors assembly? To honor those who’ve excelled at academics!
Ash: Oh great, more rewards for perfect Sakura!
Sakura: Come on Ash, nobody’s perfect!
Brock: Correct me if I’m wrong but didn’t you get to go to that famous Ivy League school for one week?
Misty: He’s right! Sandgem is one hard school to get into and you got to go for a week to check out the campus.
Marisa: Don’t forget about the straight A’s that you’ve gotten every semester.
Tracey: It could be to announce her as class valedictorian. (Sakura blushes)
Sakura: This isn’t about me! I would have known.
Marcus: You never know! This whole assembly could be about honoring you alone! I still can’t believe that you don’t know anything about this little buddy!
Marisa: All of this is news to me!
Erika: That’s a first!
Marisa: What was that? (Principal Oak and Miss Agatha walk on the gym floor)
Miss Agatha: May we have everybody’s attention? (Silence)
Oak: Thank you students. I have called this assembly for an important announcement. Starting tomorrow, you students will be required…to wear uniforms! (All gasp)
Misty: What?
Sakura: Uniforms?
Harley: The apocalypse is upon us! I’d rather die than wear anymore uniforms!
Miss Agatha: Every student at this school will be required to wear uniforms. Any student who is not in uniform by the end of the week will face mandatory suspension.
Harley: Judas! (Points to Marisa)
Marisa: Why are you calling me that?
Harley: I know you had something to do with this! Thanks to you, the whole school has to wear uniforms! Conformist bitch!
Marisa: Harley, I had nothing to do with any of this! I’m just as shocked as you are about the whole situation, if not more so. Besides, what is with all of this hatred for school uniforms?
Harley: Why should I tell you? Ugh, I can't believe this bull-crap! (At lunch)
Ash: Well that’s depressing!
Marcus: What a waste of an assembly! I almost wish I really was in first period!
Misty: I can’t believe we have to start wearing uniforms right away!
Sakura: Are you sure that you had no idea that this was being plotted?
Marisa: What am I, speaking Greek? I told you all before I had no clue into what they were thinking when coming up with this idiotic plan. Either way, I knew this sort of thing was going to happen. Think about it, we are one of only a few schools in the entire city that hasn’t conformed to having the students wear uniforms. I guess that’s why so many people transferred over here.
Tracey: She’s right! Before coming to Pallet High, I had to wear a uniform everyday at my old school.
May: Same here! Something tells me that Harley went through the same thing.
Marisa: Seeing as Harley dresses more like a whore than any of the other the girls at this school, I can definitely see why he’s so against the school uniforms. Oh yeah. May, are you feeling better?
May: Um, yeah. I’m still getting over this flu bug. (Groaning) Ugh! (Thinking) Damn this morning sickness! (Aloud) I’ve got to go you guys! (She runs off)
Marisa: Where’s my damned doctor’s mask? And where’s my disinfectant?
Marcus: Oh crap! She’s on the rampage again! Please don't spray me with that bottle again! (Erika runs up)
Erika: I knew it was you!
Marisa: Not again!
Erika: Listen up, you nark! I know you were behind this uniform crap from the start! It’s because of you that we girls have to wear uniforms that hide our figures.
Marisa: You have a figure?
Erika: Shut up! We all can’t be blessed with a double-d chest size like you!
Marisa: Look, I had nothing to do with Principal Oak’s decision. So you better stop spreading rumors about me around school!
Erika: Now why would I start some silly rumor about you? Even though it’s so obvious that you’re in cahoots with Principal Oak. I just report what I hear.
Marisa: And who did you hear this crap from?
Erika: I don’t make it the liberty of blabbing. Especially to narks!
Marisa: Oh really. (Cracks knuckles)
Erika: (Gulps) It was Whitney.
Marisa: Whitney? I should have known! (A few minutes later in the gym)
Scott: Alright everybody, all of the girls stand in a line to the right and all of the men to the left so we can get your sizes.
Dawn: I hope these uniforms are decent! I can’t bear to go to school wearing something so…blah!
Zoey: I hope that we’re not looking like a bunch of slutty Catholic school girls!
Brianna: Oh that would be the greatest!
Zoey: You’ve got to be kidding me.
Brianna: Wearing those little uniforms will attract all sorts of men. Even men from different schools!
Zoey: All it’ll do is attract a bunch of strays and boys like Brock and Forrest! I thought I escaped this conformist nightmare when I left middle school, but apparently I was wrong.
May: Guys, uniforms aren’t that bad.
Zoey: This is going to suck!
May: Not a big deal!
Scott: What size do you need May?
May: Extra large! (They all look at her) What? I’m not the only one who got one! (Thinking) I should only be five months by the time I graduate so hopefully no one will notice. (Outside the gym)
Marisa: Now everyone in the school hates me because of this!
Marcus: Nobody hates you little buddy!
Marisa: Oh really. When I went into my third period class today, there was a dead rat with its head torn off on my desk. Trust me, people hate me and blame me for this.
Kelly: I can’t believe I can’t wear my wardrobe anymore.
Erika: Please, you dress like a five year old! (Kelly growls)
Whitney: Don’t forget ladies, we have Marisa to thank for these lovely outfits. Isn’t that right, nark? (She walks away)
Marisa: I’m going to shove a stick so far down her throat that it'll reach the other end! (Marcus holds her) Get off me!
Marcus: You don’t want to get suspended, do you?
Marisa: I can’t stand that bitch! (May and Drew walk up)
Drew: I see you’re getting into another fight with Whitney again!
Marisa: That skank is spreading an ugly rumor about me…Again! You all know that I didn’t have anything to do with Principal Oak’s decision. And that I didn’t pop the idea in his head. I seriously didn’t know anything about this!
May: Of course we know! You know most of the people at this school are ignorant to many things and only go on gossip. At least you find out the truth!
Marcus: An extra large size, May?
May: Yeah, so what? Are you my mother all of a sudden? GET OFF MY BACK! (She runs off)
Marcus: Yeesh, what's her problem?
Drew: Oh, she’s just having problems at home!
Max: What problems?
Drew: None of your business, this doesn’t concern you. (The next morning)
Misty: I can’t believe it!
Dawn: THESE ARE HORRIBLE! I hate plaid! I need a matching bag to put over my head!
Sakura: Everybody looks the same! This is disturbing.
Marcus: It’s right out of the Twilight Zone! It says so right in this magazine that schools who force their students to wear uniforms are really planning to suck out their juicy brains. The uniforms are just the start of everything!
Wally: Next come the caps that they’ll make us wear! But those caps are really to suck out our brains.
Marisa: You two are paranoid freaks!
Sakura: Oh Marisa, you’ve got a sign on your back!
Marisa: What the? (Takes it off) “Kick me?” Well that’s the dumb bitch for you! (Harley walks up)
Harley: Hey Marisa! I just want to apologize for my behavior yesterday to you. It was wrong of me to jump to that conclusion. I know you wouldn’t do anything this horrible to betray the entire school. Forgive me?
Marisa: Well that’s a start. I can’t stay mad at you Harley. I’m glad that you’re not mad at me.
Marcus: I’m surprised Harley. I thought you of all people would protest the uniforms by not wearing them.
Harley: Oh I still hate this atrocious attire! That’s why I have a little bit of my own style underneath of my blazer. See? (All gasp)
Sakura: Wow, you could get expelled for even saying that word here!
Harley: I’m against these cursed things! Just look at you girls! You all look like some random slut from a Catholic school. (Zoey walks by)
Zoey: Told you!
Harley: The only good thing is that all of the boys look about 10% cuter! (Looks at Tracey and Marcus)
Tracey: Now you’re freaking me out! (Grabs Marisa’s arm)
Marcus: It’s times like this where I wish I had a girlfriend to hold onto.
Brock: God, I love these uniforms!
Misty: Brock, I’m surprised! You actually like these things?
Brock: All of the girls are hot in those short skirts! (Misty groans) Groan if you must, but these things are the greatest. These uniforms are making even the ugliest girls into hot items. Hey, even you’re starting to look attractive Marisa! Although you’d look a little better if you wear a little make-up.
Tracey: You keep your eyeballs off of my girlfriend thank you very much! And I love her just the way she is!
Marisa: Isn’t he sweet?
Brock: And the best part is that all of the hot girls who used to wear pants or shorts are now wearing skirts which means…
Misty: ALRIGHT THAT’S IT! (She pulls Brock’s ear) You sick, disgusting pig! Oh, you have another sign on your back! (She takes it off)
Marisa: “I have VD!” Ugh! I’ll get that little tramp! (At lunch)
Misty: Well I’m starting to change my mind about these uniforms.
Sakura: What do you mean?
Misty: For some reason I thought that wearing these uniforms would change us on the inside as well.
Marisa: Have you been listening to Marcus and Wally again?
Misty: No. I just thought that if we all wore the same thing that there would be some sort of conformity and we’d all end up doing the same thing. Like a cult of some sort!
Marisa: I hear what you’re saying. But I still think you’ve been listening to them for too long. But as you know, everyone is still the same on the inside. Brock is even more of a pervert by taking butt shots on his phone.
Brock: I was not! I was taking pictures of birds for a nice screen saver!
Marisa: You were inside the building, you pervert!
Marcus: At least these damned things aren’t taking over our minds like I thought. But if they give us matching caps to go with the uniforms, everyone needs to come down to my shelter.
Marisa: GIVE IT A REST! (Whitney walks up)
Whitney: Enjoy your lunch you snake in the grass!
Marisa: What’s that supposed to mean?
Whitney: Like I’ll tell you…you hussy!
Marisa: What the hell is your problem with me? I didn’t do a damn thing to you and yet every time we meet, you're trying to get back at me. So either spill it or step off, bitch!
Whitney: Takes a bitch to know a bitch!
Marisa: Then you should know that I take being called a bitch as a compliment.
Whitney: You think you’re so smug with your high and mighty stature.
Marisa: Better than being white trash like you! (Whitney pushes Marisa off the bench)
Marcus: Alright, that’s it! Whitney, leave now! I will not let you push anyone like that and certainly not one of my best friends. (Whitney glares at him) Ugh…
Whitney: Nark! Meet me after school at the basketball courts! We’ll settle the score there with a fight. (She leaves)
Tracey: Are you okay?
Marisa: I’m fine.
Sakura: You just had to open your mouth!
Marisa: That was tame compared to what she was doing to me.
Marcus: So are you going to fight her?
Marisa: (Sighs) I don’t believe in senseless fighting. I am going to show up, but I’m not going to fight her. It’s just barbaric and I’ll just end up getting suspended.
Brock: You of all people wouldn’t want to punch Whitney in the face?
Marisa: She maybe the Slutty Succubus of the South and she may have spread nasty rumors about me this year, as well as last year...but I just can’t bring myself to beating someone up. Even if it is Whitney! Besides, it’s not like she’s bragging about this to the whole school. (Erika walks up)
Erika: I’m surprised! A goodie-two shoes nark like you is going to fight Whitney? I wish you all the best! And if you don’t make it out alive, it’s been a pleasure knowing you. (She walks away)
Misty: Well at least you’re not going to go so low as to fight her.
Marisa: I’m starting to regret that decision now! (Todd runs up) What’s up Todd?
Todd: Primo pictures are in people! Because of these uniforms, I caught a few people off guard in the worst cases ever! Take a look at the Emo’s!
Dawn: Oh my God, Mars and Jupiter are crying!
Marisa: Oh, they’re just sad because they can’t wear their Hot Topic attire anymore.
Todd: And this one just off the presses! Harley being escorted off school grounds during first period.
Misty: I guess he was parading his shirt around and got caught.
Todd: And for the men of the audience…Up-skirt Camera!
Marcus: Ooh!
Brock: Let me see! (Misty hits Todd)
Misty: You should be ashamed of yourself!
Todd: What I’m doing is perfectly legal! It’s no different from all the other sleaze-balls taking pictures of Lindsay Lohan’s privates!
Misty: You sick pervert!
Marcus: Todd old buddy, you may need to get your camera ready.
Todd: Are we going to go on another panty-raid in the girl’s locker room?! (They all glare at Marcus)
Marcus: (Hesitantly) Why we never did that!
Todd: What are you talking about? We just… (Marcus covers Todd’s mouth)
Marcus: No, you dummy! There’s going to be fight at the basketball courts after school!
Todd: Oh Marcus! I don’t want to take anymore pictures of Ash and Morrison!
Marcus: No…This is a chick fight! Between Whitney and Marisa!
Todd: You’ve got to be kidding me! Man, I heard that Whitney has a black belt. But then again, I would never count out Marisa. She’s pretty hardcore!
Marisa: Like I said, I’m not going to fight her.
Todd: Sure you’re not! Okay, I’m placing all bets. What’s your stance Marcus?
Marcus: Bet? (Thinking) For my own safety, I better not!
Brock: (Whispering) Put me down for five bucks on Whitney!
Sakura: You are so despicable! (Kelly walks up)
Kelly: Don’t kill me, I’m just a messenger! Whitney told me to give you this. (Marisa opens the note)
Marisa: I guess it finally crossed her mind to not hold the fight on school grounds. So now, she wants me to show up at the park near the school. (A little later in the principal’s office)
Oak: Harley, what are you doing on school grounds? You are suspended for the day.
Harley: Just hear me out sir.
Oak: Okay.
Harley: Look Principal Oak, I just want to tell you my opinion about school uniforms.
Oak: Go ahead.
Harley: It’s just that, this is the only high school in the whole city that allowed people to wear whatever they want as long as it was by the school’s dress code.
Oak: And the reason behind the uniforms was because there were so many people going against the dress code. So many teachers complaining about every single detail! The boys pants are too baggy and the girls skirts are too short! The complaints just kept coming in and coming in! Plus, this decision wasn’t an overnight thing let me tell you. I’ve had ponder this decision for years to put the students in uniforms. It’s just that every semester, I would always cave in and decide not to go along with it.
Harley: But by putting us in uniforms, we have no style. And I don’t mean the style you’re thinking of. With everybody looking the same, they can’t really express themselves and a lot of us like to express ourselves by the clothes we wear. (In the park after school)
Todd: Anything happen yet?
Marcus: No. And where have you been?
Todd: Back at school. Harley was trying to make Principal Oak crack. No luck so far.
Misty: I didn’t realize that there would be a huge turnout.
Marisa: Knowing Whitney, she probably bragged to all of her friends and all of her friends are such gossip whores.
Brock: And you’re not?
Marisa: Shut up! (Sighs) What a waste!
Marcus: Are you sure you’re not going to fight? Because you’ve got one hell of a left-hook and I’m pretty sure you can cause some damage.
Marisa: I’m not going to fight her. I want to find some common ground with her.
Marcus: Oh, you’ll find the ground alright.
Marisa: Who knows? She might listen to reason! But just in case, I want you to hold my glasses Laura.
Sakura: But what happens if she doesn’t believe you and she hits you anyways? (Horn honks)
Misty: She’s here!
Todd: Let’s get ready to RUMBLE!
Tracey: Will you shut up? (Whitney walks up)
Erica: Alright ladies, I want a good, clean fight. Which means; no scratching below the belt, no eye-gouging, no weapons, and no spitting! Now let’s get it on!
Whitney: You’re going down!
Marisa: Before you lay a hand on me, I want you to know that I don’t want to fight. First off, I had nothing to do with the school getting uniforms and I have the proof in this note I asked Principal Oak to write for me. Next, I want to apologize for that white trash comment I made earlier. Sometimes, I say things on impulse. So what do you say? Do you want to call off the whole thing? (Whitney pauses then punches Marisa in the face)
Whitney: BITCH!
Marcus: Come on little buddy! You have to fight back!
Marisa: (Groans) No! I shouldn’t have to resort to senseless fighting! (Whitney punches her again)
Marcus: This is no time to play Gandhi! Fight God damn it! (Punches again and Marisa falls to the ground)
Laura: Oh, tell me when it’s over! (Covers her eyes)
Whitney: I guess I win! (Marisa struggles to gets up) I guess we all know who the main girl is around here! Me! I guess the nark is just all talk and no bite! What do you expect from such a weakling?
Marisa: Hey Whitney! (Whitney turns around and gets punched in the face) I tried to be nice! (Punches her) And I even apologized! (Punches her) But apparently there’s no getting through to you except through physical violence. So please forgive me for this! (Punches her several times and Whitney falls to the ground)
Marcus: Holy crap! (Whitney starts to cry)
Marisa: Oh my God, what did I just do?
Whitney: This isn’t over! (She runs off)
Marcus: Wow! Just wow! (Marisa drops to her knees)
Marisa: (Panting) Why did I do that?
Marcus: What are you talking about? You won! You beat Whitney!
Marisa: But at what price? I didn’t want to hurt her and make her cry. I’m not a violent person. Why did I even fight back?
Marcus: Your life was in danger. She kept punching you and punching you. Your natural instincts took over and told you that if you didn’t fight back, you’d be in worse shape than you already were.
Tracey: Plus Marisa, she had it coming. (She sighs) Come on, let me help you up.
Marisa: Thank you Tracey.
Tracey: Are you in any pain?
Marisa: Just my right eye!
Marcus: That’s one hell of a shiner! (A little later in front of the school)
Tracey: I’m going to take Marisa home now.
Marcus: Good idea.
Tracey: Do you want me to give you a ride?
Marcus: Nah, I have some things to do here before I go home. I’ll see you later.
Tracey: See you tomorrow. (They drive away)
Marcus: (Sighs) Okay, that’s one thing out of the way. (Walks in the building) Oh man, it’s only Tuesday. This week feels like it's been going on forever. (Soft groaning) Huh? What was that? (Groaning continuing) It sounds like it’s coming from one of the offices. (Thinking) Hmm…Should I venture on? Well, the door is slightly opened. (Gasp) Oh my heavens! (Takes a picture and runs out of there) Oh my God! (Aloud) I can’t believe what I saw. But this will make for perfect blackmail! I could get him to remove the uniforms. (Gagging) I have to go throw up now!
Narrator: So after throwing up a good three times, Marcus rushed on home to develop the picture that he just took. He worked on it for most of the night, but it came out crystal clear. Then he got a brown envelope with a note attached to it. The next morning, Principal Oak got the note and started to sweat more than Rush Limbaugh trying to fit into a girdle.
Oak: Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! This is not happening!
Principal Oak,
Pull the uniforms from the school or we will post this picture on every website, school newspaper, and news station for miles around. I don’t think the school board would be too thrilled about this picture and you will end up losing your job. But all of this can be avoided if you pull the uniforms.
-Musical Throat
P.S. Don’t think that this was the only copy of the picture! We have plenty more where that came from.
Oak: (Groans) I thought I heard the last from Musical Throat three years ago. I guess I have no choice. I don’t like to negotiate with terrorists, but if it’ll keep this scandal away from the students and the school board, I’ll pull the uniforms. I’m going to lose a fortune, but it’s worth it! (In the hallways)
Erika: I still can’t believe that you knocked her out!
Kelly: And made her cry!
Grace: Maybe you could teach me a thing or two.
Kelly: Oh please teach us Sensei!
Marisa: Don’t call me that. I’m not going to teach you any form of fighting because it’s just wrong. (Sighs) I knew I shouldn’t have fought back.
Marcus: Stop beating yourself up about it. (Marisa groans) Okay, bad choice of words. Hey, what did your parents say when you came home with the black eye?
Marisa: They knew I was in some sort of fight. They just asked one question.
Tracey: Which was?
Marisa: Did you win?
Marcus: Some parents.
Marisa: But I was wrong to fight. I should have just turned the other cheek.
Brock: That's a Christian-way of looking at the situation? You didn't convert, did you?
Marisa: Hell no! (Voice over the intercom)
Oak: Students of Pallet High, may I have your attention? I have an important announcement to make. After much consideration and some careful planning, I have decided to pull the school uniforms. As of next week, you will all go back to wearing your precious name-brand clothing. Everyone can be happy again with your Tommy Bahamas and DKNY. Just as long as you follow by the strict guidelines of the dress code. Now pulling the uniforms is going to cost the school pretty heavy, so that’s why there will be some big budget cuts to certain activities, sports, and clubs. Have a nice day! (Cheering)
Ash: No more uniforms!
Misty: Woo-hoo!
Marcus: There’s a God! (Takes off his shirt) Suck it, mind-sucking aliens!
Sakura: Oh Lord, put that back on!
Dawn: No more uniforms!
Zoey: Yeah! Huh? (Looks below her)
Forrest: Um…Hi Zoey!
Dawn: Oh my God! Were you trying to...? (She kicks him in the stomach)
Zoey: Not anymore he wasn’t. Let’s go Dawn. (In the front office)
Miss Agatha: Are you sure it was wise to pull back the uniforms?
Oak: Well, if it makes the students happy. I guess we can go back to the status quo. With that said, I want you to keep a close eye on the dress code Miss Agatha!
Miss Agatha: Got it. The skirt shall be one inch longer than from the original dress code. Any student with any underwear showing will get a week of detention.
Oak: Very good. (Marisa walks in)
Marisa: Good morning.
Oak: Hello Marisa. GOOD LORD!
Miss Agatha: Marisa dear, what on earth happened to your eye?
Marisa: Oh it’s because I was being clumsy and not looking where I was going. Rather silly story! So why did you change your mind about the uniforms so abruptly?
Oak: I really can’t give you too much information my dear, but I will tell you this. Do you remember back in your freshmen year of a person named Musical Throat?
Marisa: Oh yeah! That was the guy who got Bill in trouble and disqualified him from the school election.
Oak: That’s who persuaded me into changing my mind. Damn! If only I could find out whom this guy or girl really is.
Marisa: Well if Musical Throat was around my freshmen year and just showed up again this year that could mean that he or she is a senior or possibly a teacher.
Oak: Well, the little sneak is crafty! But I do have my suspicions! Hmm…Call Harley’s parents! I need to have a word with them.
Marisa: A good thought but no luck. Harley wasn’t here freshmen year. So he wouldn’t know anything about the Musical Throat incident.
Oak: Oh yeah. (He walks away)
Marisa: I wonder who Musical Throat could be. Judging by the name, it could be someone from choir. It could even be Drew…Or maybe even…Nah! It couldn’t be Marcus…Could it?
~*Preview*~
Misty: When it comes to the rights of a woman, shouldn't the woman have a right to say something if it involves her? Why is it automatically okay for a man to say what women should do with their body or their actions? In the next chapter, we fight back the status quo with...
Sakura: Misty, what are you doing? This next chapter mostly has to do with art?
Misty: But some of it is about women's rights? Next time on Romance 101, Chapter 41!
Sakura: See you next time!