Retreats into box, uses Spin.
Haha! You have boxed yourself in with no hopes of escape! All according to plan!
*Throws Pokeball at the box*
Sir, this is a warehouse, and that cat has an owner already!
No Collar means no owner!
Owner is a lie. Never happened. Made it all up. Figment of imagination.
*Shoots a pokeball out of a cannon at the box pokemon*
Pokeball opens, box is torn open with only a single sock inside.
You killed it! It was the last of its kind!
*Hits it with a pokeball a few more times*
No! It's just playing dead! Here watch! Any second now it's gonna jump up and try and escape!
Don't feel bad. It was mostly a crime against nature bred and escaped from some labs, thankfully, the idiot responsible for them forgot to instill a(n) (un)natural sense for procreation.
It would have died out in a couple years anyway looking at its fellow mishaps data.
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