"Right, camera's ready, just say the word and Magna will start broadcasting." 

"Bzz, can I do the countdown this time, Chopper, pleazzzt?"

He patted the Magnemite that was wired onto the top of the device. "Sure thing, as long as it's okay with Bella." The Machop lowered his arms so he could see the camera's subject. "That is okay with you, right?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes, totally fine, just give me a moment..." The Bellossom was too busy to turn around, busying herself with preparations for their latest episode. "Now, how much pollen powder do you want, Zanna?"

"Just a little, enough to keep it from chapping. Too much and it tends to get pushed out when I sit and then it sticks to my makeup, heh." The Zangoose rubbed the back of her head, a notably delicate gesture given the two razor-sharp claws protruding from the end of her arm.

"I think the pink powzzzrt would look good on that black eyeliner, bzbzbz!" Magna said, wiggling his magnets in enthusiasm.

Zanna smirked. "I can look good in pink, but too much of it isn't quite punk, y'know? Tell you what, though, some pink glow-in-the-dark stuff would work well if you ever do a rave catalogue."

"We'll keep that in mind~" Bella replied as she finished dusting her powder into the last piece of the ensemble. "There! Do you need any, ah, help with putting it on?"

"Naw, I learned how to do it myself eventually. Won't say how many packs were poked, but at least the fluff wasn't wasted, thanks to Falafa. I imagine she'll tell you the story when you cover her work." The Zangoose picked up the bundle of clothes with what the others could only imagine was hard-learned delicacy. "Be back before you can say 'The constabulary is the tool of the bourgeois made to oppress the restless servile classes'!"

Once Zanna had left the room, Bella looked at Chopper and said, "Okay, I can tell from your expression that it's supposed to be funny, but I honestly don't know what she was talking about.”

The Machop chuckled. "Not so much funny as it is a reference, kinda beyond my ability to explain. Spend enough time with her and you'll probably pick up on it eventually." He glanced at Magna. "Speaking of, why do you keep trying to repeat that line?"

"'Zrr, 'cause she said she'd be back before we could say it, but I'm having a real hard time with that Bzztguys... Borgtzzz... That second weird word!"

Trying and failing to hide her giggle, Bella explained, "She didn't mean that literally, although I'm sure she appreciates it~"

"Awww..." His magnets dipped for a moment before springing back up. "Well, I'll juzt keep trying anyways, I'm not going to be beat by some silly word!"

"That's the spirit, buddy," Chopper said.

Any further conversation on the topic of pronunciation was cut off by the return of Zanna, now fully clothed in her personally produced punk ensemble. A simple dark grey t-shirt, black skirt with a sparse pink plaid design, pink and bland banded stockings and, most importantly, her trademark thick black diaper unabashedly peeking out from underneath the skirt, complete with a skull design on the landing zone. "So, how do I look?"

Magna wiggled and rocked happily at the display, Chopper simply made an 'OK' sign with his free hand accompanied by a wink, and Bella doted over the Zangoose while showering her with praise.

She held up her claws. "One sec, gotta make the finishing touches." Her arm became a blur for in the time it took the others to blink in surprise. "Heh, I make the cuts myself." Zanna gestured to the now-ripped shirt and stockings. "It's not punk until there's some wear and tear, after all!"

"Oh, wonderful!" Bella exclaimed, clapping at the display. "I can't wait for everyone else to see it~" Recomposing herself and flattening any petals that has gone astray in the excitement, the Bellossom said, "Well, let's not keep it to ourselves any longer. Are you all ready?" Chopper replied with a thumbs-up while Magna began to charge himself. "Marvelous~ Now, Zanna, if you could come over here, just a little off camera so you can strut you stuff into frame when I give you the signal...” The final pieces were orchestrated into their place as Bella mentally ran through her lines. Taking one last breath, she clapped twice and Magna started counting down. On One he began to spark as the camera began broadcasting to the the wild.

"Welcome back to the PokéPoof Project! I'm your host, Bella, and do we ever have a show for you tod-”

“Bourgeois! Zzzt, I knew I'd get it eventually!”

“....Cut.”