For some reason, I feel like the heads of all the evil teams really need to shape up. How on earth do you plan on conquering a whole region, let alone the world, when you get beaten by a ten-year old trainer who just started his/her journey? That's right. I'm talking about you Giovanni. And Archie. And Maxie. And Cyrus. Even you Ghetsis.

The Galactic-Rocket-Aqua-Magma-Plasma Sodality (G.R.A.M.P.S)

"Alright, the reason I called you all here today is because I've been watching the news. Team Plasma has just fallen to a bunch of ten-year old kids, again."

Four pairs of eyes darted towards a sulking Ghetsis in his swivel chair. On feeling the weight of all the stares, Ghetsis twiddled his thumbs.

"It's not my fault," he whined. "Everything was going so well when that blasted N showed up."

Giovanni sighed and paced up and down the conference room. "Yes Ghetsis, we know. Now I've gathered all of you here to discuss what we're doing wrong. It's completely the wrong approach! All five of our teams have been wiped out by kids." The last word ended in a hiss as Giovanni slammed his fist down on the table.

While Archie, Maxie and Ghetsis flinched, Cyrus only stared at him with hollow, bored eyes. Tentatively, Archie raised his hand.

"What do you want Archie?" barked Giovanni.

"Uh, so this is like, Evil Masterminds Anonymous?" he asked weakly.

"We need a name!" chimed Maxie, before Giovanni sent him a withering glare that had him sinking into his swivel chair.

Sighing, Giovanni rubbed his temples. "Perhaps the Hoenn idiots are on to something. Anyone has suggestions for names?"

"The League of Extraordinarily Evil Kinsmen?" offered Ghetsis.

"We'd be called L.E.E.K. for short!" retorted Maxie. "I suggest The Evil Leaders Conference!"

"You're an even bigger idiot than I though Maxie! Why not just go with Evil Masterminds Anonymous?" yelled Archie as he bopped Maxie on the head. While the two "Hoenn idiots", as Giovanni had so kindly named them, fought it out, Ghetsis, Cyrus and Giovanni stared at each other silently.

An intense silence elapsed between the trio before Cyrus stood up and made his way over to the whiteboard at the front of the room. With utmost precision, he drew the symbols of each their teams, even Team Plasma's. The leaders watched in awe as he stepped away, having arranged the letters to form a word.

"Galactic Rocket Aqua Magma Plasma Sodality? G.R.A.M.P.S? Are you for real Cyrus?" laughed Archie.

"Hey! Why does Aqua come before Magma?" demanded Maxie.

"Why is Plasma the last?" came Ghetsis' outraged voice.

"Silence!" boomed Giovanni. Immediately, the three hushed up. "We're sticking to this. I don't want anymore arguments but we've wasted enough time trying to think up of a name. G.R.A.M.P.S it is and no complaints. So, what is the first thing we should address?"

Hey readers! What would you like to be discussed next? Options include the grunts, lack of variety of grunts' pokemon, Maxie and Archie both fighting for control of the same region, having near-impossible goals and well, anything else you can think of! Do let me know in your reviews if this is worth continuing as well! As of now, the next chapter will probably be on the grunts but I need more ideas! Your help is most appreciated!