It was a cold snowy day in the woods outside of Pewter City. Only a
complete moron would be out on such a day.
Which explains why Butch was so thrilled to be out their.
"What a beautiful winter day!" husked Butch as he pulled his bright orange
vest shut before turning towards the group made up of several young men, James, Brock, Tracy, and Ash, who he had dragged along.
"Any questions before we get started?" he asked.
"Yes." Tracy spoke up. "I would like to know what we're going to get started on and why we have to get started at 5 am..."
"I'll tell you why!" Butch said while posing dynamically on top of a tree stump. "Because today we become men! You see, once a year comes a time where a boy can become a man, and the time is now!"
The group blinked.
"You mean we're gonna get laid?" asked a half asleep James.
"Even better, we're going Stantler hunting!"
*insert group groan here*
***
After many complaints and a few warning shots, the group was on their
way into the forest. It wasn't long before they came across what they were looking for. not unless you consider six hours of wondering through the woods a long time.
"Look over there! It's a Stantler!" Ash said and pointed toward the deer type pokemon.
"I'm gonna catch it and fight pokemon battles with it!" he exclaimed, reaching for a empty pokeball.
"He's huge! I better draw him and maybe if I do good enough I can win professor Oak's
attention with my sketch!" said Tracy as he grabbed his pencil and sketch pad.
"That is one fine Stantler." Brock agreed. " I bet if I catch it, I can breed with it!"
The rest of the group gave Brock a look of disgust and stepped away from him.
"I didn't mean it that way..."
"What are we doing again?" James yawned.
BANG!
"Yeah!" Butch cheered. "Did you see how far the head flew off of that
thing?!"
Ash, Tracy, and Brock went pale and ran to a near by bush to puke.
"What babies, running off like that..." Butch huffed. "Oh well. What ya say we real men
go over and gut the thing, OK James?"
The stunned blue haired boy stared at him in silence before dropping down to his knee and bursting into tears.
"I want my mommy! Whaaaaa!"
Butch signed in disgust.
"They act like I'm the only one who gets a kick outta mutilating a innocent
little deer..."
complete moron would be out on such a day.
Which explains why Butch was so thrilled to be out their.
"What a beautiful winter day!" husked Butch as he pulled his bright orange
vest shut before turning towards the group made up of several young men, James, Brock, Tracy, and Ash, who he had dragged along.
"Any questions before we get started?" he asked.
"Yes." Tracy spoke up. "I would like to know what we're going to get started on and why we have to get started at 5 am..."
"I'll tell you why!" Butch said while posing dynamically on top of a tree stump. "Because today we become men! You see, once a year comes a time where a boy can become a man, and the time is now!"
The group blinked.
"You mean we're gonna get laid?" asked a half asleep James.
"Even better, we're going Stantler hunting!"
*insert group groan here*
***
After many complaints and a few warning shots, the group was on their
way into the forest. It wasn't long before they came across what they were looking for. not unless you consider six hours of wondering through the woods a long time.
"Look over there! It's a Stantler!" Ash said and pointed toward the deer type pokemon.
"I'm gonna catch it and fight pokemon battles with it!" he exclaimed, reaching for a empty pokeball.
"He's huge! I better draw him and maybe if I do good enough I can win professor Oak's
attention with my sketch!" said Tracy as he grabbed his pencil and sketch pad.
"That is one fine Stantler." Brock agreed. " I bet if I catch it, I can breed with it!"
The rest of the group gave Brock a look of disgust and stepped away from him.
"I didn't mean it that way..."
"What are we doing again?" James yawned.
BANG!
"Yeah!" Butch cheered. "Did you see how far the head flew off of that
thing?!"
Ash, Tracy, and Brock went pale and ran to a near by bush to puke.
"What babies, running off like that..." Butch huffed. "Oh well. What ya say we real men
go over and gut the thing, OK James?"
The stunned blue haired boy stared at him in silence before dropping down to his knee and bursting into tears.
"I want my mommy! Whaaaaa!"
Butch signed in disgust.
"They act like I'm the only one who gets a kick outta mutilating a innocent
little deer..."