~When Cute Girls Go Bad~
Chapter One: Sweet Revenge
Emolga was flying by herself one sunny afternoon. The Trainers were having lunch, and since she'd swiped three whole lunches (Oshawott's, Tepig's, Scraggy's) today, she felt full and had decided to go on a stroll in the fields. However, Ash's other Pokémon, this female grass snake called Snivy, found out about her scheme and reported her to the Trainers, that horrid tattletale. So instead of a simple stroll, Emolga was actually sulking as she flew along.
That was when she heard a rustle coming from the bush to her right, and the next second a black and white Pokémon with blue eyes and red lips barreled straight out and slammed into her, sending both toppling to the ground.
"Hey, what's the big idea?!" she snapped. "What was that for?!" She wasn't in the best of moods.
"Sorry!" the little Pokémon said brightly. "Hey, are you Ash's Pokémon? Have you seen any Scraggy around here?"
Emolga glared at her. "What? He's grumbling over a lost lunch. What business do you want with him, anyway? And how'd you know about Ash?"
"Oh, me and my Trainer Kathryn met him sometime ago," the Pokémon replied. "We asked him to trade Scraggy to us since he's SOO cute, but he refused. He was so annoying. But..."
"But what?" Emolga asked, seemingly very interested in this juicy bit of gossip.
"There's someone else more annoying than Ash," Gothita's eyes went dark and she almost looked murderous. "A Pokémon."
Emolga's ears perked up and her eyes widened. "Oh, I think I know who you're talking about. Let me guess... The Pokémon's a she?"
"Yup."
"And she's a Grass snake?"
"Yup."
"Slender body, leafy tail, almond eyes?"
"Yup."
"Ah. Snivy, isn't it?"
"Yes," Gothita stared at Emolga. "How'd you know?"
"Of course I do." Emolga snickered. "Well then, um..."
"Gothita."
"Well then, Gothita, we've definitely got one thing in common."
Gothita glared at her with disgust. "What have we got in common? I haven't got anything in common with YOU."
Emolga glared back. "I meant, the thing we've got in common is that we both really, really HATE that Snivy."
Gothita stared. "You hate her too, err... Whatsername?"
Emolga told Gothita her name, nodded, and told her the many reasons why.
Gothita's eyes widened. "What, she STOLE your heart's love and now he's in love with her instead?! Ooh, I would've wanted to punch her face if I were you. I so want to get back at her. She's the one who dashed my hopes of being together with Scraggy."
"She's the one who dashed my hopes of being together with OSHAWOTT!" Emolga snapped.
Emolga and Gothita simply stood there, so angry that they were glaring at each other breathlessly.
Suddenly they both smiled meaningfully.
"I know you're thinking what I'm thinking, Gothita," Emolga grinned slyly. "And I think it's a good plan. But we're gonna need to do a few... Preparations."