Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: You know, poor Space Ghost and Moltar must be so lonely on the Ghost Planet without Zorak being there. Maybe they could use someone or something to liven things up.
Space Ghost stretched his arms as he yawned loudly. "Gee, it sure is boring around here."
Moltar was reading his book, looking up to see Space Ghost on the monitor. "Mah boi, this peace is what all true warriors strive for."
Space Ghost sighed as he placed his right hand on his face. "I just wonder what Zorak's up to."
Silence. Space Ghost coughed as he rubbed his right elbow.
"Well... seriously. This is depressing." Space Ghost commented as he looked around, looking at the monitor. "Moltar, I think we need a replacement. For Zorak."
Moltar sighed as he shook his head. "Tad, that's a stupid idea. The show is dead, we're out of money. How are we gonna get a replacement?"
Space Ghost laughed as he turned to Moltar, winking. "Ohohoho. I have just the thing." And then, he flew off, just like that. "Squadala!"
A few minutes later, Space Ghost came back, landing right in his chair. He was holding a normal Pokeball in his right hand.
Moltar sighed as he folded his arms. "Space Ghost, I have a bad feeling about this."
Space Ghost scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Oh Moltar, you have bad feelings about everything, you red metal moron." He tossed the pokeball over the pod where Zorak formerly was, the Pokemon Zoroark emerging from within. Space Ghost laughed as he pointed at the Zoroark. "Perfect! Now we can get things running again!"
Moltar sighed as he shook his head. "This isn't going to work..." He muttered to himself.