Spoiler: Episode 1: Help Wanted Ah, the Alola region...so facinating. So wonderful. Here, we see Melemele Island, teeming with life. Home to one of my favorite Pokémon, Rowlet. Yes, of course he lives in a treehouse, you silly. The alarm clock inside the treehouse went off, and Rowlet shut it off and climbed up the ladder on the side of the bed. "Today's the big day, Gary!" Rowlet said to his pet Caterpie. "Look at me, I'm...naked!" He jumped off the diving board and landed in the exercise room. "Gotta be in top physical condition for today." He tried to lift a barbell balanced by two stuffed animals, but almost passed out due to it being to heavy for him. "I'm ready!" Rowlet announced as he flew out of his house. "I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready!" He flew by a rock in a lake that belonged to a Popplio. "Go, Rowlet!" Popplio cheered, before slipping and falling into the water. "There it is. The finest eating establishment ever established for eating. The Crusty Crabrawler, the most famous restaurant in all of Alola. With a Help Wanted sign in the window! For years I've been dreaming of this moment! I'm gonna go in there, march straight to the manager, look at him straight in the eye, lay it on the line and...I can't do this!" Rowlet started to run back home when Popplio stopped him. "Uh, Popplio!" "Where do you think you're going?" "I was just..." "No, you're not. You're going to the Crusty Crabrawler and get that job!" "I can't, don't you see? I'm not good enough!" "Whose first words were 'may I take your order'?" "Mine were." "Who made a spatula out of toothpicks in wood shop?" "I did." Popplio thought for a moment. "Who's a...who's uhh, oh! Who's a small round owl with a bowtie?" "I am!" "Who's ready?" "I'm ready! "Who's ready?" "I'm ready!" "Who's ready?" "I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready!" Rowlet ran over to the Crusty Crabrawler where a Litten was cleaning off graffiti from the window. "Oh no, Rowlet. What could he possibly want?" Litten then saw the help wanted sign on the window, and quickly ran inside. "Mr. Crabrawler! Hurry, Mr. Crabrawler, before it's too late, I gotta tell you-" "Permission to come aboard, captain!" Rowlet announced. "I've been training my whole life for the day I could join the Crusty Crew, and now I'm ready." Rowlet entered the building, but then tripped on a nail, causing him to bounce against the ceiling and ricochets around the building. Finally, he rolled to a stop in front of Litten and Crabrawler. "So, uh, when do I start?" "Well lad, it looks like you don't even have your sea legs." "Mr. Crabrawler, please. I'll prove I'm fry cook material. Ask Litten, he'll vouch for me." Litten and Crabrawler quickly ran away from Rowlet and Litten took a deep breath. "No." Crabrawler winked and then the two of them went back to Rowlet. "Well lad, we'll give you a test, and if you pass, you'll be on the Crusty Crew! Go out and fetch me...a hydrodynamic spatula...with um, port-and-starboard attachments, and uh...turbo drive! And don't come back till you get one!" "Aye, aye, captain! One hydrodynamic spatula, with port-and-starboard attachments, turbo drive, coming right up, sir!" "Carry on!" Crabrawler called out as Rowlet left. "We'll never see that lubber again." "You're terrible! A hydro-what?" Litten and Crabrawler started laughing just as Rowlet left the restaurant. As he made his way out of town, a school of fish headed over to the Crusty Crabrawler. Litten and Crabrawler stopped laughing when Crabrawler smelled something. "Do you smell it? That smell...the kind of smelly smell...the smelly smell that smells...smelly." His eyes went wide. "Wishiwashi." "What?" Litten asked. "WISHIWASHI!" Crabrawler yelled as the place became surrounded by a bunch of blue and white fish Pokémon. "Please, please, quiet!" Litten shouted, and the place went silent. "Is this any way to behave, hmm?" "Meep!" A random Wishiwashi said. "Could we show a little decency and form a neat, single file line in front of the register?" There was silence for a second, and then the Wishiwashi started to attack the boat. Meanwhile, Rowlet entered the shopping district in Hau'oli City looking for the special spatula. Litten and Crabrawler were being tossed around in the boat by the Wishiwashi. "All hands on deck! Get your anchors out of your pants!" "One single file line was all I asked!" "Whoa! Batten down the hatches, Mr. Litten!" Crabrawler shouted as he and Litten were tossed into the air. "Were taking on water, Mr. Litten!" They were tossed into the air again. "I want my mommy, Mr. Litten!" "Do do do do do do, spatula, spatula, port-and-starboard attachments." Rowlet sang to himself. "Mon overboard! Climb, Mr. Litten! Climb!" Crabrawler and Litten started to climb that mast, and then the Wishiwashi transformed into their terrifying school form to try to get them down. "This is the end! Goodbye, Mr. Litten!" "Oh, Mr. Crabrawler!" The two of them started to cry, but then someone flew into the restaurant with the spatula. "Permission to come aboard captain! Did someone order a spatula?" Rowlet asked. Litten and Crabrawler stuttered in complete shock. "That's right! One hydrodynamic spatula with port-and-starboard attachment, and let's not forget the turbo drive!" Two spatulas poped out of the sides and smacked Litten and Crabrawler in the face as they spun around. "Would you believe they only had one in stock? To the kitchen! Who's hungry?!" Rowlet flew into the kitchen as Living in the Sunlight, Loving in the Moonlight played. He started producing all kinds of food to feed all of the hungry Wishiwashi. Eventually, every single one of them was fed and the place was empty. "That was the finest fast foodsmanship I've ever seen, Mr. Rowlet! Welcome aboard!" Crabrawler gave Rowlet a name tag. "But, but Mr. Crabrawler..." Litten began. "Three cheers for Rowlet! Hip hip!" "Hooray, Mr." "Hip hip!" "Hooray." "Hip hip!" "Hooray. Mr. Crabrawler!" "I'll be in my quarters, counting up the booty." Crabrawler pushed a wheelbarrow filled with money into his office when Popplio entered. "Good morning, Crusty Crew!" "What would you like to order, Popplio?" Rowlet asked. "One malasada, please." Rowlet flew into the kitchen and fired several malasadas through the window, sending Popplio flying out of the restaurant. "Mr. Crabrawler! Mr. Crabrawler! Mr. Crabrawler, come and see your new employee!" Litten yelled frantically.