This sort of thing goes on for a few more turns before the caterpie flops to the ground overwhelmed. Shortly thereafter, the rattata knocks out the exhausted Paras.  

"You did a great job, Paras!" says Kevin, scooping his Paras up. He doesn't want to say "it was two against one and you almost had 'em", because that would be a mean thing to say in front of Magikarp, but it was two against one and he did almost have 'em.

"Looks like I beat you, you beat him, and we all learned something! And we all gotta go heal. Want to come back to town with us and get lunch at the Pokémon Center?"

Like an elevator through a factory roof, it seems civilization has come crashing into their wilderness tableau. Mr. Wonka adjusts his gloves thoughtfully. Isn't that just the way adventure comes calling? Rarely when expected, and always on time.

And then a slow smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Up to you, my dear boy" he says carryingly. "Shall we take a trip into town? I'm Willy Wonka, by the way, and these are Magikarp, Paras, and Kevin. Simply ecstatic to meet you. Yes! And so many questions. Dear me, this is going to be such an exciting day!"