This isn't going to be a one-shot (hopefully). This kind-of isn't ready, it's just I am posting this in celebration of me getting 151 views on my other fanfiction, The Ultimate Card Game. I am still continuing that, this is just something I wrote while wanting to write about happier stuff. So stop reading this stupid A/N and enjoy!
Or hate. Or.. you know what? I'm starting the story.
"Green?"
"Yeah, Grandpa?"
"When was the last time you went to school?"
"Uhh.. when I was ten years old I think."
"What is wrong with this world's school system?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when are you planning to complete your education?"
Green looked up from his book. He looked at his grandfather like he was thinking 'You serious? We saved the world like five times and you're worried about school?' Then, when he saw his grandfather was perfectly serious, he ran out the door. By the time Professor Oak came out, he could only see a orangish speck in the distance. He face palmed. "Damn it Green."
Meanwhile, at Red's house…
"Hey, Red?"
"Yeah, Blue?"
"Did you ever go to school?"
"When I was around ten or eleven, I think I did. Oh yeah, I did. I remember, I had this really mean teacher, rumor had it she killed Pokemon and danced on graves at night."
"Ah, yeah, ignoring that… I never did."
"Er, yeah, since you were, erm.."
"Kidnapped as a child. Yeah, you can say it."
"Ok, so what was your point?"
"Well, I for one, didn't, and I want to have a regular high school experience, so you're coming too."
"Wait what?"
Blue snaps some blue earmuffs over her ears.
"Jiggly, use sing."
(Red's POV)
Damn it. Not again. Stay awake. I feel wobbly on my feet and try to stabilize myself, but I crash into the wall. I try leaning on the wall to keep myself up. Gotta counter the singing. I try covering my ears, but I can't block out the sound. Pokeballs…
I reach for my Pokeballs on my waist but my fingers find an empty belt.
"Aww, Red, looking for these?"
She holds up six Pokeballs and giggles before tossing them over her shoulders. Against my efforts I sink to my knees.
"Unfair.. *yawn*"
My eyes are burning now, begging to be closed. I hunch over, trying to block out the horrific noise, before I realize my arms have dropped to my sides. Now I'm relying on pure willpower to stay awake. Great.
"Red, sleepy time.. Teehee." Blue giggles, which doesn't help my concentration.
I blink a few times, attempting to stay awake, before seeing my mistake. My eyelids are now so heavy that once I dropped them down to blink, down they stayed. Damn Blue.. Guess it can't hurt..
"Hey, Silver."
"Hi Sis."
"Sign this."
"…. What is it for?"
"If you look at it-"
"I've had enough black mailing for today... I'll sign it."
"That's a good boy."
"Hey, Yellow!"
"Hi, Blue."
"Red told me to tell you to meet him at 'the place' in Viridian Forest in half an hour. About twenty minutes ago."
"AHH!"
Yellow quickly sped off in the direction of the Viridian forest.
"Tch, too easy."
Blue flipped open her pokegear. And spoke into it.
"Target approaching location at speed four and a half, suspicion zone still in white. Assuming target maintains the speed, which is assumed since she thinks she's late, she will be at capturing point in approximately two and a quarter minutes."
The Pokegear crackled before readily responding.
"Roger that."
"L, have you done what I told you and reported to base? I can't see you. L? You there?"
"I'm ok, Blue. I've combined the packages, 1 and 3, right? But I got stuck in a tree because 4 was in the area for a while. I'm ok now though. He passed on."
"What direction?"
"Looked like he was headed towards Mount Silver, Ma'am. Should I engage?"
"Negative. Get 5 with J or G. Your choice. I would recommend G, because she's pretty sharp. Actually, think you could get 6 with G at the?"
"Good idea. But what are you doing, might I ask?"
"I was thinking about getting 4, but now that I think about it, that should be your job. I'll try and get 7 on board. She'll be a helpful asset for getting 8 and 10. And once we got those 9 will be a breeze, and-"
"And what would you be up to?"
Blue whirled around.
"Oh no," she whispered.
"What?" The voice crackled through the Pokegear.
Blue spoke softly into the Pokegear.
"4 has engaged."
Ok, ok, bad plot I know. But doesn't it make you want to yell at me? If so, please yell at me in the reviews. Like so:
Random Person: DIE AND BURN IN HELL YOU STUPID PERSON PROF. OAK WOULD NEVER SAY THAT I HATE YOUR LIFE AND PITY ANYONE WHO HAS EVERYONE COME WITHIN A 50 FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!
Ta-Da. Easy. And kind-of fun. But you could also do this:
Random Person: I really like this story, but I feel that Prof. Oak is a bit OOC (Out of Character). I think the plot-line is hilarious, and blah blah-
You get the picture. Ok. It's fun either way, just pick which way you think responds to the story better.
TO THE FLAMERS: BRING. IT. ON. I can flame better than you.
-151, over and out.