Luke was not a morning person. When Luke's alarm clock went off, he'd slam his fist on the snooze button, subconsciously trying to smash it into pieces. Six times he would do this until he got out of bed grumbling. He took a shower before taking Vanillite out of its Pokeball, where it was sleeping. The fresh snow Pokemon came out of its container groggy, for waking up at 5:45 was hours earlier than Luke and Vanillite were used to. The only reason Vanillite put up with Luke waking up so early was because they were sure that this was the day they would get revenge.

Luke drove from his apartment to the headquarters of the ice cream company. He snuck into the garage and took his ice cream truck, disregarding that his boss would be cross if he found out. With Vanillite floating next to him, Luke drove until he was at the corner of Timothy's block, using the trees and bushes on the first house's front yard to hide his truck. Luke grinned sinisterly as he stared at Timothy's front door.

"This is it, Vanillite. Today is the day," Luke said. "Durbin will never suspect that we would ambush him on the way to school again, and this time, we're going to skip the pleasantries. That twerp and his rodent better pray to Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Rayquaza, Goruchu, or whatever deity they believe in 'cause after I cover them with melted ice cream, you're gonna cover them in so much ice it'll be summer of next year by the time it melts."

"Vanillite," Vanillite agreed.

The ice cream man and his Pokemon partner cackled as they anxiously stared at the front door. Unbeknownst to them, Timothy, Coovers, Sonia, Electchu, Oshawott, and Yamper hid in the bushes from the other side of the road where Luke's truck was parked. The teenagers and their Pokemon snickered as they watched their targets eye Timothy's house. Timothy gave Coovers a nod, and Coovers dialed a number on his Rotom Phone. He set the call on speaker while Timothy, Sonia, Electchu, Oshawott, and Yamper tried to stop laughing. Luke's work phone went off, and he huffed in irritation before taking it out of his pocket to answer it.

"Yeah, what do you want?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah, I'd like to make an order for a pizza," Coovers said in a low voice.

"You have the wrong number. This number is for ice cream," Luke said.

"Yeah, so before I order, my grandma wants to know if you guys have garlic crust with cheese filling," Coovers said.

"Did you hear a word I said? This is for ice cream. Not pizza. It's too early in the day for pizza anyway," Luke said.

Coovers huffed, pretending to be irritated, and said, "Listen here, Buster. I know I dialed the right number. I'm offering you perfectly good money for your services, and you pretend to be the wrong place. What the dickens is the matter with you? Now, my grandma wants an extra-large jalapeno and Pecha Berry pizza with extra Pecha Berries and garlic and cheese-filled crust for breakfast, and you're gonna make it for her right now."

"Even if I was working at a pizza place, there's no such thing as jalapeno and Pecha Berry pizza, dipwad," Luke bellowed. "If your twisted grandmother wants Pecha Berries, I have a large tub of Pecha Berry ice cream. You tell me where she is, and I'll head over in my ice cream truck and fill her with so much ice cream that she'll be as round as a Snorlax."

"Well, I'll bring it up with Gammy Wammy, but I don't think she'll care about your fancy schmancy ice cream truck. She's already got one, you see," Coovers said.

Luke moved his head to stare at his phone, unsure of whether he heard right. Vanillite floated in front of him, wondering what was up, and Luke gave it a shrug.

"The old hag also has an ice cream truck," Luke said.

"Vanillite?" Vanillite asked, befuddled.

Over behind the bushes, Timothy, Coovers, and Sonia covered their mouths, snickering. Coovers covered the microphone so Luke couldn't hear his friends. Electchu and Oshawott were on their backs laughing while Yamper rolled in the grass as it laughed.

"S-s-she's already got one?" Timothy asked between laughs.

"I couldn't think of a better response," Coovers said.

Sonia snorted while covering her giggles with her hand. Timothy snickered again, then looked at the back of Luke's truck, where a metal coil connected from the truck's freezer to where Luke's ice cream stayed frozen. Luke stayed silent for half a minute before he held his phone to his ear again.

"Your grandma has her own ice cream truck?" Luke asked.

"Oh, yes. It's very nice," Coovers said. "Lots of yummy ice cream, and it really goes vroom, vroom, vroom. Don't think it'll give her the mileage she wants, though."

"Okay, if it's so nice, then give me your address, and let me see how her truck compares to mine," Luke said.

"Don't try to trick me. You ain't finding out jack until you deliver my Gammy Wammy's breakfast pizza," Coovers said.

"I'm not delivering a breakfast pizza because I don't serve pizza, you sick Pidove!" Luke barked.

Timothy, Coovers, Sonia, Electchu, Oshawott, and Yamper laughed again as they heard Luke let out a frustrated growl through the speaker.

"That's getting funnier each time," Timothy said.

"Pikachu," Electchu agreed.

"Oshawott," Oshawott said.

"Arf, arf," Yamper barked.

"You said it, Timbo," Coovers said. "Though, shouldn't we get the coil now? We shouldn't take so long that we'll be late for school."

"Not yet. Luke isn't so pissed that he's too distracted to notice everything around him," Timothy said. "We need to agitate him a little more."

"Hmmm. A little more, you say," Sonia said, smirking while stroking her chin. "Alright, then, let's put on a show."

Sonia scooted closer to Coovers and cleared her throat. She leaned her head to Coovers' Rotom Phone and spoke in a voice mimicking an old lady.

"Stewart, sweetie, are they getting my pizza ready? I'm really hungry," she said.

Sonia's friends struggled not to laugh out loud before Coovers played along.

"Sorry, Gammy Wammy. I'm trying to get them to take my order. This pizza guy claims to be an ice cream guy and wants to see your truck," Coovers said.

"Oh, that's silly," Sonia said, giggling. "He can see my ice cream truck when he delivers my pizza. I'll give him a scoop of ice cream if he's nice to you."

"No, I don't want a scoop of ice cream. I'm an ice cream man, you old ditz," Luke said.

"Hey, don't interrupt when Gammy Wammy and I are having a conversation," Coovers said.

"You clearly have your phone on speaker, so it's your fault for being careless, jackhole," Luke said.

"Call me sir, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, malodorous weasel," Coovers said.

"That's it, Stewie. Show the pizza guy who's in charge," Sonia said.

"I'm not a pizza guy!" Luke roared.

"Oh, it's okay, dearie. You don't have to be embarrassed," Sonia said. "At least you have a steady job that keeps you active like me. I love giving ice cream to good little boys and girls. Not like that mean, grumpy ice cream man, Luke Gulia."

"I'm Luke Gulia!" Luke barked.

"Oh, come now, young man. Don't be so hard on yourself," Sonia said while making a pouting face. "That man loses jobs faster than he can spell 'job.' Personally, I think he suffers from daddy issues. His old man used to cheat on his mama daily with eight different lovers before he left and married all of them. I hear only three of his new spouses are women."

"How dare you speak to my dad that way!" Luke shouted. "He's the most mature, straight, loyal man I've ever known!"

"Well, Gammy Wammy just established that Luke Gullia's dad is a major man whore who plays for both teams, so that says more about you than it does about him," Coovers said.

"Indeed. So, I hope you aren't chasing tail like he does. It's most unorthodox of a pizza guy pretending to be an ice cream man," Sonia said.

Luke stood motionless momentarily before his face turned beet red, and he clenched his teeth. While Sonia's accusations were exaggerated, it was an open secret in Postwick and Wedgehurst that Luke's father was a lecherous man, and he also had a short temper. Vanillite grew uneasy as Luke tightened his hold on his phone as though he were trying to crush it. The fresh snow Pokemon couldn't hear what was said through the phone, but it could tell when Luke was getting so angry that he was losing sense. Vanillite levitated in front of Luke and said its name multiple times, telling him to calm down in its language, but Luke screamed before yelling at the phone, not acknowledging his Pokemon.

"Now listen here, you jackholes! I'm Luke Gullia! Lucas Doogie Gullia! Got it?! I'm an ice cream man, I've never worked at a pizza place a day in my life, and there's no such thing as jalapeno and Pecha Berry pizza for breakfast! I'd consider forgiving the old hag if she's 100 and has some hearing problem, but you, Stewie, have no excuse for your insolence! When someone says you have the wrong number, you listen to them! I don't buy any of that 'customer is always right' bullcrap! You're not getting pizza from me even if you got down on your knees and begged me!"

"Oh, jeez, Stewie. Does this pizza guy kiss his mother with that rude mouth?" Sonia asked.

"Heh. Probably more than Luke Gullia's dad ever kissed his mom," Coovers said.

"EXCUSE ME?!" Luke roared. "I OUGHTA BREAK YOUR JAW, YOU SON OF A -"

Luke followed his threat by spouting a torrent of vulgar language. Timothy, Coovers, Electchu, and Oshawott laughed again while Sonia covered Yamper's ears, protecting it from hearing the foul words as she laughed. Luke followed his insults by ranting about food service, appropriate pizza toppings and defending his father. As he began complaining about the number of jobs he lost, Timothy and Coovers eyed the freezing coil and then turned to each other, smirking.

"Now?" Coovers asked.

"Now," Timothy said.

Timothy and Coovers came out of the bushes and ran to the other side of the road to the back of Luke's truck. They looked through the reflection from Luke's side mirror to ensure he was too focused on his rant, and Vanillite was focused on trying to calm him down. Coovers got down on all fours, and Timothy stepped on Coovers' back, getting within reach of the freezer coil. Timothy grabbed the coil by both sides and tugged back and forth until it came off. Cold air shot out from the freezer with a hiss, and Timothy got off Coovers' back and checked to make sure Luke was still focused on screaming on the phone to notice anything.

Grinning, Timothy put the freezer coil in his backpack, and he and Coovers ran back to the other side of the road. Sonia, Electchu, Oshawott, and Yamper came out of the bushes, and Timothy and Sonia turned their Rotom phones into bicycles. Coovers held up his phone to turn it into a bicycle, then hesitated, knowing he still had Luke on the line.

"Will he notice if I hang up?" Coovers asked.

"I don't think he could hear the Apocalypse happening over his own voice," Timothy said.

Coovers and Sonia chuckled before the former hung up his phone. They waited several seconds to ensure Luke was still screaming his head off while Vanillite begged him to calm down. Timothy, Coovers, Sonia, and their Pokemon laughed again as Coovers turned his phone into a bicycle, and they rode to Wedgehurst Station.

It took half the day before Luke realized he missed his chance for revenge again.